Chapter 1557 Take you home (the last day of this month, ask for a monthly pass)
Yang Xiaoshan could see it, and Matsumoto Kazuki who had been paying attention here 350 meters away could certainly see it. He saw it from the moment the veteran moved his arm with difficulty to pull out the bayonet from under his body.
Want to use a bayonet to resist? The moment the idea flashed, Matsumoto Kazuki dismissed it. A soldier who has been on the battlefield for a long time will never make such a useless choice.
By the time he understood the veteran's intention, most of the bayonet had been withdrawn.
Faced with an enemy who chose to commit suicide to refuse to be used as a bait, Matsumoto Kazuki's eyes narrowed slightly while he was hiding behind the bunker.
The Chinese are more tenacious than he thought.
But this does not mean that the choice of the Chinese soldier can be successful. The reason why the bait is a bait is because he has lost the right to control his own life. His life and death no longer belong to himself, but to
hunter.
Even though he quickly raised his gun and locked the veteran's only good arm, Matsumoto Kazuki was still very careful and hid his torso behind the bunker.
The blue bricks in Songjiang are very thick and strong. The 7.92mm bullets from the Maxim heavy machine gun may be able to penetrate them, but rifle bullets are difficult to penetrate. Wearing a camouflage uniform and lying on a pile of rubble, Zeng Zeng's muzzle was still wet.
They locked onto the position where the Japanese snipers were probing, but they didn't fire.
Although the fox had exposed its tail, the brick wall blocked his sight, and he could not guarantee that he could kill it with one shot. A frightened and injured fox might become more ferocious.
"Boom!" followed by the explosion, Matsumoto Kazuki fired.
With a sound of "Bang!", Yang Xiaoshan suddenly stood up and straightened his rifle.
Just when the veteran raised his arm and stabbed his own throat with the bayonet, Yang Xiaoshan suddenly stood up, like a lion emerging from the ground.
Bricks and broken wood were splashed, and Yang Xiaoshan fired at Matsumoto Kazuki's position 380 meters away.
380 meters is the ultimate effective range of a formal rifle. Except for rigorously trained shooters, no one can hit the enemy at 380 meters, not even Yang Xiaoshan, the veteran squad leader who has survived on the battlefield for more than ten years. Yang Xiaoshan
He is a new recruit who has only been in the army for one year. Before coming to Songjiang, he would never have fired more than 20 rounds of live ammunition. Even if he has talent, talent cannot make up for training. Without hard training, no matter how talented a person is,
You can only be a shooter, not a sniper.
And the battlefield is destined not to be dominated by anger. Anger burns the small universe and bursts with combat power. It is a fairy tale belonging to the Japanese.
Yang Xiaoshan was angry and desperate. He fired a shot that was far beyond his level, but the bullet only hit Matsumoto Ichiki five meters away.
It did not frighten Matsumoto Kazuki, but instead made a sinister smile flash in his eyes.
Finally, the last prey he was waiting for appeared. The Chinese sniper's marksmanship was already very good as he could shoot close to his hiding position from 380 meters away.
But, it's still far from enough.
Whether the bait was still alive or not was no longer important. He was now going to hunt down his final target.
He quickly straightened the muzzle of his gun, aimed it at the Chinese soldier who was already running along the roof with his gun, and fired.
Yang Xiaoshan had never run so fast before. He was running and jumping on the roof. He was not afraid of the bullets fired by the Japanese snipers, but because he didn't know whether the old squad leader was still alive. He ran towards the side street, facing the enemy.
The Japanese sniper ran wildly in the direction.
"Pagouer!" Kazuki Matsumoto fired.
The bullet grazed Yang Xiaoshan's temple, and the slightest chance was a fatal shot.
But Yang Xiaoshan did not stop, did not jump off the roof, and kept running. The moist and cold wind from the south of the Yangtze River blew away the tears from the corners of his eyes, but it did not blow away his strength.
Zeng Shui is still waiting, waiting for the Japanese sniper to be exposed in the distance.
"Baga!" Matsumoto Kazuki couldn't help but yelled angrily when he saw that one shot failed to work, even if his opponent was as agile as a deer.
The prey may jump off the roof of the building at any time and disappear into the densely packed residential buildings at any time. The best snipers of the Sixth Division will never accept such a result.
Pulling the bolt with a "click" and loading a bullet again, Matsumoto Kazuki sat upright, his eyes fixed on the prey still running on the roof, and his finger touched the trigger again.
This time, no matter how fast the prey ran, there was no way it could escape his bullet. However, at that moment, a trace of doubt flashed in Matsumoto Kazuki's mind.
The prey that cannot keep calm due to anger may jump into his trap, but there is no need for the prey that is running away like crazy to keep running in the trap! He can jump into the house or alley, that way, the chance of escaping will be reduced.
It will be at least twice as big.
If the opponent was an ordinary soldier, Matsumoto Kazuki might still believe that he had lost his way due to extreme anger and panic. However, through the previous Chinese sniper using a decoy to kill ten imperial infantrymen in succession, he knew that the opponent might
Far inferior to myself, but definitely a thoughtful person.
Why would such a person make such a serious mistake? Matsumoto was shocked, and his whole body became cold.
There is only one possibility. He is not the prey he is looking for. The prey is someone else. He is just a bait to trick him into shooting so that he can be exposed.
That means that there is a sniper in the opposite direction, a calm and cold sniper. He didn't even fire when he fired the first shot at his companions and completely exposed his position.
Matsumoto Kazuki knew why he didn't fire. It was because of the terrain and the low wall in front of him. His position was in the attic above the second floor, which was higher than the second-story roof opposite where the Chinese soldiers were exposed and running wildly.
The sniper who has been hiding has no guarantee that his bullets can bypass the low wall and hit himself who is still hiding his entire figure.
Fortunately, he did not leave this life-saving bunker because of the appearance of his final prey.
Kazuki Matsumoto, with a drop of cold sweat on his forehead, was extremely grateful that he was diligent, studious and cautious by nature. The famous super sniper principal of the Third Reich once said: Never underestimate your opponents. Only by protecting yourself first can you defeat all enemies.
The best way to be sent to hell.
But when the horrified Matsumoto Kazuki quickly moved the muzzle away from Yang Xiaoshan, who was no longer a prey but a bait and was still running, and searched for enemies around the location where he had previously appeared, his scope
A colorful human body suddenly jumped out of the ruins he had observed and eliminated.
He jumped so high that it almost exceeded the limit of the human body. The vertical distance from the ruins was at least 1.3 meters. When he jumped into the void, the time from the highest point to the fall would be more than one second. This time was not
It's not long, but for a good sniper, it's enough to lock the target and fire two shots in succession before he hits the ground.
Although the Type 97 sniper rifle needs to pull the bolt because it is a single shot, Matsumoto Kazuki can guarantee that he will have absolutely no problem firing a shot, and he can also guarantee that he can hit the target.
However, Matsumoto Kazuki, who had already put his hand on the trigger, ignored one thing, an extremely fatal thing. When the person playing "high jump" on the battlefield appeared in his scope, the opponent had already
Jump to the top.
With the help of jumping, his scope has for the first time locked onto the top of Kazuki Matsumoto, who tried his best to hide his figure. Even if it was only 2 centimeters away.
But that's enough.
Zeng Shui fired his gun. When he reached the top of his leap, he aimed at his target and fired.
When two snipers are fighting, it is undoubtedly fatal to let the other side fire first. A bullet with 2 times the speed of sound can cross a space of 380 meters in no more than 0.5 seconds. And if you see the muzzle flames and then want to dodge, it will take at least 0.5 seconds.
It also takes 0.3 seconds for the signal to be transmitted to the body. The remaining 0.2 seconds can allow your body to move more than a few centimeters, which means the reaction is extremely fast.
There was a muffled "pop" sound, and the bullet penetrated the top of Matsumoto Kazuki's forehead. The hard skull was as fragile as tofu in front of the 6.5mm small-caliber bullet.
A blood flower bloomed in the attic.
"Jumping sniper!" This was the first thought that flashed through Kazuki Matsumoto's mind after seeing the flames from his opponent's muzzle and pulling the trigger reflexively.
Of course, this is also the last thought.
Matsumoto Kazuki boasts of his excellent marksmanship, but he never expected to have this legendary skill among snipers. Even at the Munich Special Forces Academy, even his principal only said that he would only have one shot in his life.
After such an actual battle, being able to shoot the enemy should mostly be attributed to God.
Matsumoto Kazuki never expected that the Chinese sniper on the opposite side could jump to snipe!
Maybe, he is deceiving people!
Of course, Matsumoto Kazuki had no chance to know whether he had been deceived. After the word "jump sniper" flashed in his mind, he fell into eternal darkness.
That extremely accurate bullet used terrifying energy to lift Matsumoto Kazuki's entire heavenly spirit cap.
If someone is nearby, they will be horrified to see that the head of Kazuki Matsumoto lying on his side is like a teapot whose lid has been suddenly opened. However, what is coming out is not water vapor, but a pile of red.
White things are caused by a sudden imbalance of internal and external pressure.
As for the bullet shot by Matsumoto Kazuki before his death, it was affected by his huge surprise and flew dozens of centimeters past his body.
Zeng Shui, who looked as usual after landing, put away his gun and ran quickly in the direction of Yang Xiaoshan. As for Matsumoto Kazuki, he didn't even look at it again.
Not only because he was confident enough, but the deflected bullet fired by the Japanese sniper already told him the answer. If he missed, he would be the one who died.
This is a sniper's battle, where you die and I live.
Yang Xiaoshan, who ran frantically towards the side street, stood blankly beside the veteran.
He heard the instructor's firing, but finally did not wait for the Japanese sniper to fire. All threats had been eliminated.
But, the squad leader is no longer here.
The enemy's bullet penetrated his palm, but it failed to stop him from seeking death.
As if he already knew that the Japanese would stop him, he used so much force that the sharp bayonet penetrated his neck, completely ending his already fragile life.
"Haiguo, I'll take you home!" Yang Xiaoshan leaned down and picked up the already limp veteran.
However, this time, he did not cry.
The squad leader was laughing when he left. How could he cry?