Chapter 843 Standing alone on the top of the mountain
The Japanese soldiers at the foot of the mountain were going crazy.
That was definitely the enemy with the most accurate marksmanship that the 3rd Cavalry Regiment had ever encountered, and it was also the most cunning enemy.
It never takes more than ten seconds to shoot in one place, but the gun bites the flesh. So far, there has never been a living creature under his gun.
No matter whether it was a man or a horse, there was no injury, only death.
In addition to his accurate marksmanship, there were also bullets. For some unknown reason, even if he only hit a non-fatal location, there was a hole in his body that was as big as the mouth of a bowl, and even the first aid kit he carried with him could not cover it.
He couldn't cover the wound, let alone stop the blood spurting out.
Anyone who is injured by a gunshot will die silently within a few minutes, with a pale face. This is not due to freezing to death, but because all the blood has been drained from the huge wound.
They had no idea that when they left the Independence Regiment, Zeng Shui had received 200 rounds of bullets that Liu Tuanzuo had requested from the Independence Regiment base ordnance factory. The common feature of these bullets was that the metal casing did not completely cover the front end of the warhead.
The lead core is exposed and there are four cut-like stripes.
Yes, the DUM bullets, which were banned by the Hague Tribunal in 1899, are Liu Tuanzuo’s favorite bullets. For the Japanese army who never abide by the so-called international conventions, Liu Tuanzuo feels that DUM bombs are the only bullets sent to them.
The best gift for the body. If he were not afraid of attracting the attention of the so-called international community, Liu Tuanzuo even wanted to use DUM bullets as the standard ammunition for the MG42 machine gun.
Even the officers of the independent regiment couldn't help but feel a little chilled when they thought of the MG42 machine gun with its terrifying rate of fire spitting out 1,200 DAM shells in one minute.
You know, the reason why DUM bombs are scary is because after they are injected into the human body, the lead core pours out from the armor due to inertia, is flattened into a mushroom shape, and the armor expands or ruptures, and is quickly released.
Energy, expand the wound exit, so that the warhead has a wounding effect similar to that of an explosive warhead.
The specific manifestation is that the warhead is severely deformed or even ruptured, resulting in a trumpet-shaped or gourd-shaped cavity in human tissue. The wound area is hundreds of times the cross-sectional area of the projectile. When hit, an instantaneous cavity appears with a diameter of more than ten times or even larger, which is harmful to the human body.
The blood circulation system creates huge pressure.
What makes the injured even more painful is that if fragments of the projectile are left inside the body, lead poisoning may occur. Even if there are relatively few fragments left inside the body, the huge broken wound is extremely difficult to heal and can easily cause infection.
To put it more bluntly, once the DUM bullet enters the body, it will be a hole as big as the mouth of a bowl. The wound is extremely difficult to heal because it is contaminated by lead. Especially in this era without antibiotics, it means death.
In the end, the dum bombs were produced in small quantities and equipped by special forces performing special tasks. Once upon a time, Shui received two hundred rounds in one go. But this time when he came out of Qinglong Mountain, he carried a full hundred rounds.
The Japanese army sadly discovered that not only was their suppressive firepower ineffective against the Chinese gunman who was taking advantage of the extremely slippery mountain terrain to shoot coldly, but the so-called two-wing attack was even a joke given his accurate marksmanship.
With just five more shots, the Japanese soldiers who tried their best to get around a few hundred meters to the outside and climb up the mountain were directly killed by three men and two horses. The range of that gun was actually as high as 500 meters.
This time, the cavalry who were still running wildly were calmed down. They really wanted to carry out the commander's military orders, but they would never be stupid enough to ride on their horses and become the target of the enemy. They all jumped off their horses and took advantage of the broad legs of the ocean horses.
He used his body as cover and struggled to move out of the shooter's range.
At this time, no matter how much you feel sorry for your war horse, it is not as important as your own life.
Murakami Ichijun, who was slowly retreating under the protection of dozens of cavalry, had cold sweat on his forehead. Sniper, that turned out to be a sniper. Apart from the legendary sniper, he really couldn't imagine anyone else who could be so terrifying.
marksmanship.
Fortunately, the two heavy machine guns and four light machine guns that had been left behind to reduce the burden during the charge had been brought over by the third team, and they were set up two hundred meters behind and were ready to start shooting.
Kazjun Murakami had reason to believe that even if the terrifying Chinese sniper was a god, he would be suppressed and unable to even lift his head under the intense firepower of six machine guns.
Yes, Murakami Kazjun's idea was a good one. Not to mention it was once a success, even if Mo Mao Mao and Liu Tuanzuo came in person, they could only retreat for the time being when they encountered two heavy machine guns and four light machine guns firing at full strength.
Feng, and then take advantage of the situation and kill the machine gunner.
However, what the Japanese encountered was not Mo Mao Mao and Liu Tuan Zuo, but Xiaobing Zeng Shui, who had the ultimate personality. He couldn't match Mo Mao Mao in terms of accuracy in shooting, and he couldn't match Liu Lang in cunning and bravery. But this guy went crazy.
But he rarely considers the consequences. The last time it was for sister Comet, this time, he did it for his brothers.
A minute and a half has passed since he fired the first shot. After running for 200 meters with the help of the stolen Ocean Horse, the idiot was finally hit by a bullet fired from behind. The only thing to be thankful for is
Unfortunately, the cheap man was very lucky. When his horse was beaten to death, he was thrown into a snow nest and miraculously escaped that round of bullets.
But if he wants to escape, he still has to climb nearly a hundred meters. If the sniper rifle that makes the Japanese invaders extremely fearful is suppressed, no matter how lucky the bad guy is and how agile he is, he will eventually be defeated.
There was no way to avoid the fate of being shot to death randomly.
And Zeng Shui will never sit back and watch all this happen, even if he dies.
Therefore, if a small soldier is once in the water, he will not be able to avoid it, but will only attack.
However, the Japanese machine gunner is not a fool. Their location is a blind spot in his current position. If he wants to hit them, he can only stand up at the highest position on the mountain, otherwise, his bullets will not be able to kill them.
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However, standing up would undoubtedly expose him to all the firepower of the Japanese invaders. Not only did he have to face hundreds of rifles, but he also had to face intensive barrage fire from several machine guns. If we talk about his heavy battle with the pirates that day,
Shooting with a machine gun is extremely stupid, so what he does now can be completely defined as a brain-dead suicide.
But, does he have a choice? Either he dies, or the cheap guy dies, or his character explodes and kills the Japanese machine gunner, and the two of them escape together. With no choice, the soldier can only take a gamble.
"You damn Diaoye, if I never see Miss Huixing again and prevent her from giving birth to a baby for me, I will come to you every night to have a silly heart-to-heart talk." He leaned against a snow nest on the top of the mountain.
, Zeng Shui breathed desperately, not caring about the cold air of more than ten degrees below zero. He wanted to use the cold air of more than ten degrees below zero to cool down his lungs, which were on the verge of exploding because of the continuous running for a minute and a half. He calmed down the "dong dong" sound.
"My little heart was almost about to jump out of my chest, and I muttered to myself with a sad face.
It is estimated that if I could hear this "vicious" curse, the speed of this useless man who ran up the mountain while rolling on his hands and feet to avoid Japanese bullets might be a few minutes faster.
For a man, it is definitely not a pleasant thing to be visited by another man in his dreamland every night, if his certain orientation is correct.
Pulling the gun bolt fiercely, Zeng Shui suddenly stood up. In the stunned eyes of more than 200 Japanese soldiers 300 meters away, Zeng Shui, who wanted to earn the last bit of survival time for his brothers, took the lead and fired.
He had already observed the approximate position of the Japanese heavy machine gunner when he fired. However, Zeng Shui had no time to aim now. From the moment he faced the two machine guns, he had to rely on himself for everything.
He felt that if he couldn't kill the two heavy machine guns within five shots, then unless he ran away now and fled into the mountains, he would be the last to die, as well as the scumbag brother who was running away in embarrassment.
The two became real good brothers who died in the same year, month and day, and went to have tea and talk with Lord Yama together.
One person and one gun stood like that on the top of the mountain, facing the biting cold wind, facing hundreds of black muzzles that were even silent due to shock at that moment. It was as if he didn't know that those muzzles would spray
What kind of torrent of scorching hot bullets could come out, I wonder if those torrent of bullets could tear him into pieces.
This time, he didn't hide, he just stood firm and held up his gun, fired with a "bang", then pulled the bolt, raised the gun, and fired again.
It wasn't until he fired the second shot that the Japanese invaders at the foot of the mountain woke up from their dreams and fired wildly at the crazy Chinese three hundred meters away.
In an instant, bullets rained down.
Many years later, the image of that crazy Chinese standing in the hail of bullets and firing calmly is still deeply engraved in the minds of the remaining Japanese soldiers in this battle.
That day, the sky was filled with wind and snow, and a man stood on the top of the mountain.