However, before hearing the gunshot, the Japanese soldier who was slashing at him on his left side suddenly leaned back, and a blood flower bloomed on his forehead.
In the horrified eyes of all the Japanese soldiers, the Japanese soldier was not only killed by a sudden shot, but half of his head was directly smashed.
The Mosin-Nagant 7.62 mm caliber bullet slammed into his hard skull, and due to the violent impact, it took on an irregular shape and rotated violently, causing this tragic scene to occur.
The reason why everyone heard the gunfire after the Japanese soldiers were killed by one shot is because the Mosingana rifle bullets have a muzzle velocity of up to 620 meters per second, which is far less than the speed of sound.
The exclamations of "There is a gunman." were still in my throat. Less than half a second after I heard the gunshot, another gunshot came. Before that, another saber was less than half the distance from the body of the bastard.
The Japanese soldier who was three meters away fell down and dismounted again, and a bullet hit him directly in the neck. A large amount of blood suddenly spurted out and splashed on the faces of several Japanese soldiers who were four or five meters away from him.
In less than a second, two consecutive shots were fired, killing two people in a row.
The useless man who was already exhausted and was just making a last-ditch struggle watched helplessly as the two Japanese invaders who besieged him were killed by two shots at a very short interval. There was a burst of ecstasy in his heart. It was one of his own people who came, and, it was
Once the water came.
Yes, he was sure that it was his sharpshooter brother who was known as the independent group's most likely to catch up with Mo Xiaomao. He was the only one who could fire two shots in one second and still be so exaggerated.
The shooting accuracy. Without any pause, the cheap man stretched out his hand and grabbed the saddle of the ocean horse that rushed past the dead owner. At the same time, he shrank and hid on the side of the horse, and smoothly
The mace in his hand hit the horse's butt directly.
The hurt Yangma shivered in pain and jumped out at a rapid speed.
The idiot man is not stupid. Zeng Shui's two guns have already told him that he is here, and he will use his accurate marksmanship to help him suppress the Japanese and let him find a way to escape quickly. If he wants to avenge Boss Zhou and the others,
Then we can't die here easily. We must live to kill more little devils.
Moreover, the idiot man knows that whether he runs fast or slowly is not only related to his own life, but also to the life of the former water. No matter how good the former water was, it was only one person and one gun, and the Japanese army had a total of two hundred
There are many people. What he has to do now is to run away as fast as possible. The faster he runs, the greater the chance of survival for the two brothers.
"Baga, despicable Chinese. At eight o'clock, get your gun and kill them." Probably the one who reacted the fastest here was Major Kazuki Murakami. He had already jumped when he heard the first gunshot.
He dismounted, and at this time he hid behind his own big horse and roared angrily.
The combat quality of the Japanese cavalry was naturally not low. The moment the commander gave the order, they all clapped their horses and dispersed. They pulled out the carbines inserted in the saddles and pointed at the eight o'clock direction mentioned by the commander.
But obviously, the Japanese underestimated the power of a sniper with a gun feel, especially when the distance was only more than 300 meters.
"Bang, bang, bang," three more shots were fired in succession, and the three Japanese soldiers who had just drawn out their guns fell down before they could even level the muzzles.
Unexpectedly, there were no missed shots.
The Japanese soldiers who were hit by this were panicked and all galloped to the side. In front of the guns, the more densely they gathered, the easier it was to become a living target.
"Baga, charge and kill them." Murakami Yijun looked through the telescope and saw the smoke coming from the top of the mountain opposite. It shouldn't look like there were many guns firing. In addition, he saw another Chinese taking advantage of the chaos.
Hanging on the war horse, he had already rushed out thirty meters away, and he couldn't help but feel even more angry.
The Japanese guns also rang out at this moment, firing "bang bang" at the spot where the water gun was once located on the top of the mountain.
Unfortunately, after Zeng Shui fired five shots in a row at the first sniper position, he rolled over to the second position he had chosen long ago, and while rolling, he pressed down the magazine that had been loaded with five bullets.
Entered the gun.
With almost no time to aim, Zeng Shui frantically pulled the gun bolt as fast as he could, and fired five more shots at the Japanese cavalry that had begun to surge down the mountain.
Another five unlucky guys were knocked off their horses.
At the same time, Zeng Shui no longer concealed his figure, stood up crazily, and ran wildly along the mountain mist to the other side.
Not only did he want to kill the Japanese invaders as quickly as possible, but he also wanted to attract the Japanese invaders' firepower and buy time for the idiots who had not escaped from the Japanese invaders' carbine range to escape.
Sure enough, the appearance of Zeng Shui attracted the attention of almost all the Japanese soldiers. While urging their horses to move forward, they all raised their guns and shot at him. As for the Chinese who escaped by hanging on the horse, in the eyes of the Japanese soldiers at this moment,
It's not that important. Killing the Chinese gunman who posed the greatest threat to them is the first priority. As long as he is killed, the unarmed Chinese will not be able to escape their pursuit.
The dense rain of bullets caused snowflakes to fly on the snow, but it was obvious that the cavalry's marksmanship was still a little worse than that of the infantry who were professional shooters, not to mention that the 300-meter distance was not the best effective range of the 38-carbine rifle.
Zeng Shui, who was rolling and crawling on the ground and hiding behind a big rock, stretched out his gun again, "Bang bang..." In just ten seconds, five more shots were fired.
But this time, it was five horses that were shot down. The five ocean horses that had begun to run wildly threw their knights several meters away, and also knocked down several military horses that were too late to dodge. The Japanese army lined up.
Confused.
This moment frightened the Japanese army. By now, they were completely sure that there was only one Chinese who attacked them.
However, this man fired fifteen shots wildly in just thirty seconds, with an average of one shot every two seconds, almost too many shots.
However, these fifteen seemingly random shots killed ten people and five horses. This did not include the five cavalrymen who were thrown out by the horses and did not know whether they were alive or dead, as well as several horses and several people who were tripped together.
The cavalrymen were also thrown into confusion.
In other words, he never missed a single shot in fifteen consecutive shots.
What a terrifying marksmanship is this? It is simply inhuman, isn't it? It is completely beyond the imagination of all Japanese cavalry.
Kazjun Murakami almost ran out of breath and vomited blood. In his previous confrontation with the Chinese cavalry, he wiped out more than 60 people at the cost of nearly fifty people. This already made him feel heartbroken, liver-ache, and lung-ache. But now, a Chinese gunman could kill him in less than half a minute.
Within a short period of time, he had lost fifteen or more people. So far, his casualties and those of the Chinese were evenly matched.
"Order the entire second squadron to dismount, use the horses as shields, and suppress fire. The first and second squadrons of the first squadron circle around and attack on both wings. The third squadron goes to get the heavy machine guns and light machine guns. I want to capture this Chinese alive and put him and all the people here who can
All the Chinese we found were hung on the trees, Baga." Ichijun Murakami suppressed the blackening in front of his eyes and ordered through gritted teeth.
Faced with such a huge loss, a proud man like Kazun Murakami would not dare to order the cavalry to rush blindly up the mountain. If a few more were killed by that sharpshooter, even if he had wiped out all the Chinese cavalry today, he would still have to face the consequences when he went back.
The boss’s questioning. What’s even more terrifying is that today he ambushed the Chinese with several times the strength, but killed the same number of imperial cavalry. This terrible record will definitely become the laughing stock of other friendly forces. Then
This was something that Major Kazjun Murakami could not accept.
Obviously, his trick still works. Although the effective range of the 38-meter carbine is shorter than that of the 38-meter rifle due to the shortened barrel, it does not mean that the distance of 300 meters is a safe distance. Jump off the horse
Using their own horses as a barrier, the Japanese cavalry, numbering over a hundred men, fired wildly at the terrifying Chinese gunmen hiding behind the rocks. Sparks flew from the rocks, and even the water that had been suppressed did not dare to emerge.
The Japanese cavalry, each numbering more than 30 people, urged their horses to run wildly on both sides. As long as they went up the mountain and were attacked from three sides, the gunner, no matter how good he was, would be a turtle in the urn.
This group of Japanese cavalry were also very skillful in using the tactics of the infantry that they despised.
However, they still underestimated Zeng Shui. A good sniper must not only have accurate marksmanship, but more importantly, observation skills. As early as when he was running to attract enemy firepower, Zeng Shui had chosen three sniper positions. Five shots were fired.
After that, he didn't even look at his own results, not even looking at the idiot man who was still running wildly, and ran straight to his other sniping position.
Regardless of whether the Japanese army is attacking from the flank or suppressing frontal fire, all Japanese troops are within his sniper range.
At this time, it was as if the clouds were shattered by fierce gunfire, heavy snow fell, the cold wind became even more biting, and the sky was covered with wind and snow.