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Chapter 1386 Ghosts on the battlefield

Chen Yunfa's worries are absolutely correct.

Throughout the day, the Third War Zone called Sihang Warehouse all day long, but there was no response from the radio station. Xie Jinyuan's daily daily battle report to the division headquarters also disappeared. The commanders of the Third War Zone naturally knew

, this must be a problem with Xie Jinyuan’s field radio, otherwise, Xie Jinyuan’s extremely rigorous personality would never be like this.

The national government is really worried. The consuls from the consulates of Western countries in China have protested to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs over and over again. Everyone is under great pressure, but the field radio station located alone in Sihang Warehouse has gone silent. The officers are desperate for something to use.

?I can only stare. If I want to contact Xie Jinyuan's lone army, the Japanese army will have to let them enter the encirclement.

Of course, some people will definitely say, go to the concession! Go to the concession and put up banners or something, or simply use a big loudspeaker to shout "No"? Don't bring it up as a crooked idea, it will be criticized.

From the bald guy to the 88th Division Lieutenant General, he beat the division commander to death with a stick.

Niang Xipi, this kind of political compromise can't be brought to the table by big bosses and can only be understood privately by your subordinates. You still yelled in front of the excited people to let the hero retreat alone.

, you want to be beaten to a pulp by tens of thousands of Chinese people on the spot!

This kind of thing will not even be kept in the battle report. If you have to say why you retreated, you will only tell the people that the purpose of holding on to the Sihang Warehouse has been achieved, and there is no need to hold on for such unnecessary sacrifices. People

Naturally, they understand this kind of retreat. The "800 Warriors" have become great heroes in their minds, and they naturally do not want to watch them fight alone and then die in front of them one by one.

Yes, although the Sihang Warehouse defenders have created extremely brilliant results in these two days and three nights, no one thinks that they will continue to win. Because they are a lonely army with no backup, except for the solid warehouse as a

They had nothing in the fortress. Even if the Japanese invaders did not bring in heavy artillery due to scruples and continued to besiege them like this, sooner or later they would run out of ammunition and food.

The things they crossed the Suzhou River in the dark to deliver to them were nothing compared to the huge consumption of 800 people. The fall of the Sihang Warehouse and the defeat of the lone army was just a matter of time.

This is also an important reason why the Chinese call them heroes. Facing the Jedi and dying to death is something that no one but a hero can do.

Military has always been a continuation of politics, but politics can only be placed on the conference table of big shots and can never be touched by ordinary people.

The big shots in the national government and the consuls in the Western Concessions were sweating anxiously because they could not contact the lone army in the Four Lines Warehouse. In fact, the instigator, Colonel Jiro Wakiba of the 36th Infantry Regiment, was also confused during the day.

When the Westerners in the concession succumbed to his strategy, he was already looking forward to completing the occupation of the Sihang Warehouse without a single soldier, and then using diplomatic pressure to get the concession to disarm these tough Chinese soldiers and

Detain them, and finally use other methods to get rid of these Chinese soldiers who have caused huge pain to their infantry regiment.

Latent spy information from the Chinese side has shown that the Chinese government has surrendered and is telegraphing to the Chinese defenders at Sihang Warehouse that his plan is being implemented perfectly.

So throughout the day, he had been sitting and waiting for the Chinese to take advantage of the darkness at night to retreat. All attacks were just feints, just a show for the Shanghai Expeditionary Army Headquarters and the people on the island. Imperial warriors have never been able to attack the enemy's fortress.

Don't be afraid just because it's strong. The officers and soldiers of the 36th Infantry Regiment are the bravest among braves.

In the feint attack, the internal order received by all infantry squadrons is naturally not to get closer to the 300-meter distance where the Chinese machine guns pose the most threat.

But what's terrible is that although the Chinese want to save bullets and will not fire with all their strength in dangerous areas less than 200 meters away, the casualties of ordinary officers and soldiers have been greatly reduced. The only dozens of casualties were either killed by Chinese mortars.

The casualties were either too obvious and were hit by Chinese rifles. However, the casualties of the officers increased sharply, and a full fifteen second lieutenants, lieutenants or commander Cao were killed.

The cold gunman in the warehouse who showed terrifying shooting skills from the first day turned out to be the absolute protagonist today. In just one day, seventeen officers of his 36th Infantry Regiment were killed. If this rate continues,

, in a few days, he would have to bring a group of big soldiers to fight the Chinese.

In fact, the situation was more serious than Colonel Wakiitajiro imagined. By the afternoon, some captains had begun to refuse to be promoted to the position of squad leader. The Chinese sharpshooters were almost targeting the grassroots officers of the Imperial Army of Japan.

In one morning, only about twenty ordinary soldiers died in battle, but more than ten infantry squad leaders died, and they were killed with one shot.

Because the bullets of the ghost-like enemy seemed to have been specially modified. Even if they didn't hit the head or hit the chest, they would still have a hole as big as the mouth of the cup. The small first aid kit was almost useless, and no one was lucky enough to be able to do it.

He persisted until he was sent back to the field medical team in the rear.

It's not that the Japanese army never resisted. There was even a squad leader who was willing to use his body as bait. There were at least eight veteran shooters ambushing beside him, staring at the direction of the Sihang Warehouse. Once the cold gunman fired, they would

Find him and maybe even kill him.

Based on the angle of the bullets that killed more than ten squad leader-level officers in the morning, the Japanese elite marksmen determined that this cold-blooded gunman would not be hiding in the thick walls of the warehouse, either in the cracks in the wall on the top floor, or

It was in the barricade downstairs, otherwise, he would never have such a wide shooting range to shoot the imperial officers in such a wide space.

The Japanese army's judgment was correct. As a sniper, if you want to shoot the enemy, in addition to having accurate marksmanship, you must also have sufficient vision and shooting range. Otherwise, you won't even be able to see where the enemy is. Why?

Kill the enemy with one shot from the other side?

Of course, it doesn’t mean that soldiers who hide behind strong fortifications and shoot at the enemy are not brave enough, it’s just that the division of labor is different. Snipers are called ghosts on the battlefield, the death that opponents fear most, and the risks they bear are naturally the greatest.

of.

But the Japanese army never imagined that someone would be so bold. Not only did he not hide in the warehouse, nor on the roof of the building or on the barricade downstairs, but he hid in an area only 150 meters away from them.

Yes, one shot hit the spot in the observation hole of the Sihang Warehouse headquarters that he had already found. He shot another shot for insurance. After the field radio should have been destroyed, Zeng Shui began to take advantage of the gaps in the battlefield.

, and dived towards another sniper point 200 meters away from Sihang Warehouse.

The Japanese military uniform he was wearing had long been replaced by a mud-stained camouflage coat. He was lying in the ruins. Even with a telescope, he looked like a pile of dirty garbage. But if you stare at this pile

If you leave the garbage in for more than five minutes, you will find that the garbage will move on its own.

At a distance of more than 100 meters, Zeng Shui crawled for more than two hours. When the Japanese army feinted to attack and there was a fierce exchange of fire between the two sides, Zeng Shui was happiest. Only when the smoke rose and obscured the sight of both sides, could he have the opportunity to advance twenty more years.

A few meters.

These two hours were the only two hours that were not lost by junior officers of the Japanese army. However, when Zeng Shui returned to the second sniper point he had arranged last night, the nightmare of the Japanese army came again, and officers began to appear again.

During the feint attack, he was sniped by Chinese cold-blooded gunners from a distance of 400 meters. That didn't give Colonel Jiro Wakiba the chance to show off at the dispatch army headquarters!

It was just an act, how could he kill more officers than the number of officers who died in a day's storm? Jiro Wakita really hated the Chinese gunman to his core, and not only was he angry, he pointed his mountain cannon at the roof of the building again.

The bombing continued for an hour, and all the barricades where the gunmen could hide were bombarded by infantry artillery that came as close as 1,500 meters at the risk of being bombarded by mortars. Except for the fact that the infantry did not attack on a large scale, they were almost defeated.

Xie Jinyuan thought that the Japanese army was going to launch a large-scale attack again.

Who could have known that Colonel Jiro Wakiita went so crazy just because of a small gunman, a gunman who took away the lives of more than thirteen junior Japanese military officers, a guy who was called the ghost of China by Japanese military officers.

Including the brave Japanese second lieutenant who used his body as bait, he also died. But unfortunately, his death had no meaning because he was not killed by a gun, but by an explosion.

It was the melon grenade hanging on the chest of the guard next to him that exploded, blowing the poor guard into a gourd of blood. At the same time, a piece of shrapnel quickly cut through the aorta of the brave Japanese second lieutenant, and blood spattered out for more than ten seconds.

rice, dyeing the eyes of all the Japanese elite shooters ambushing around him red.

Due to the sensitivity of soldiers, they could definitely feel that the sudden self-destruction of the melon grenade hanging on the chest of the imperial soldier was inseparable from the terrible gunman, but they were unable to lock the target. Before that, the sound of exploding shells exploded

It completely covered up all the gunfire on the battlefield. There was no muzzle flash or gunpowder smoke characteristic after shooting in all possible hiding places of the Chinese sharpshooters they observed.

Eight pairs of eyes were almost blinded, but the Chinese gunman could not be found.

They did not notice that a faint green smoke was emitting from a pile of ruins only 160 meters away from them. In fact, even if they saw it, they would not pay too much attention. Although the few rotten logs on the pile of ruins were not

There were no flames, but the pitch-black appearance showed the shelling they had experienced. It was normal for the unburned wood to emit some green smoke.

In a triangular space supported by two beams that could only accommodate a small child, a rifle that was also wrapped with random strips of cloth and was slightly shorter than the 38-inch cover was gently put in. His face was wiped.

There was a trace of disdain on Zeng Shui's face, which looked a little dirty with a few black and gray streaks. If he wanted to catch him with such a level of ambush, then he would be claiming to be one of the top three snipers in the independent regiment.

He ate the bait. He did not shoot directly at the Japanese second lieutenant who was serving as bait. Instead, he shot the grenade hanging on the chest of the Japanese superior soldier one meter away from the second lieutenant. It was a grenade made by the Third Reich.

The magnified sight was so clear that the grenade, which was supposed to be as small as a peanut at a distance of 130 meters, was clearly visible in the magnified field of view. He was even guaranteed to hit the latch of the grenade to activate the explosion with one shot.

Of course, it doesn’t need to be that complicated. The high-temperature caused by the high-speed kinetic energy of the bullet and the friction caused by the warhead penetrating the body are enough to cause the 100 grams of explosive in the grenade to explode.

However, the effect of the grenade explosion was better than Zeng Shui expected. After all, he had no way to control the flight of shrapnel from the grenade explosion. He only knew that at a distance of one meter, the Japanese second lieutenant could not avoid the attack of shrapnel. He would not be killed.

I'm going to bleed him all over.

Who would have known that the shrapnel seemed to have grown eyes, and it struck the Japanese second lieutenant with a whirlwind attack very accurately. The blood soaring into the sky made Zeng Shui mistakenly think that his head had been cut off by the shrapnel.

Zeng Shui knew that the Japanese second lieutenant was dead just by looking at it, and then he quietly hid under the ruins. In fact, the space under the ruins was much larger than it looked from the outside. He could even crawl through the gaps in the gravel.

Go to another sniper point thirty-five meters away and choose a sniper target from a different angle.

However, he must ensure that the angle of the bullet entering the body is in the direction of the Sihang Warehouse.

It would not be fun if the Japanese army inspected the body and found that the ballistic trajectory came from other directions.

The frantic Japanese soldiers might fire on any ruins outside the warehouse that they thought were suspicious. Even if he could hide, he would probably be doomed.

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