At that moment, at least hundreds of bullets were fired into an area of less than 20 meters around Zeng Shui.
Visible to the naked eye, the snow on the branches around him fell suddenly, and the snow at his feet exploded, forming a terrible cloud of snow mist. From a distance, the snow mist where the soldier was was like a
Wonderland. But everyone knows that it was caused by hundreds of bullets hitting it at the same time. Not only does it look like a fairyland, but the people in it may also "become immortals" at any time.
That's just the perception of others. For the soldiers in the torrent of bullets, the feeling may be the most profound.
The "Puff" sound of bullets hitting the ground that kept ringing around made people feel chills all over their bodies. At the same time, the most terrifying thing was the scorching bullets passing by. One bullet even grazed the soldier's temple.
I could clearly feel the burning heat of the high-speed flying bullet, and my eyebrows were burnt by the hot bullet through the corners of my eyebrows.
The soldier once admired himself a little and was scared to death, but the gun he was holding was as steady as ever. He quickly pulled the bolt with his right hand, held the gun, and fired for the third time.
The first two bullets were missed, not because his marksmanship was not accurate enough, but because the Japanese heavy machine gunner hid behind a horse corpse, and his two bullets were blocked by the thick horse corpse.
But the third bullet finally hit the target. If there is slow motion, you can see that the large ammo bullet penetrated the skin of the horse corpse and quickly deformed and rolled. However, this bullet did not hit the hard bone, but hit the horse corpse.
Having penetrated the soft horse flesh, the warhead had completely deformed, expanded and was flying irregularly, but it severely hit the Japanese heavy machine gunner behind the horse corpse.
That's almost a ricochet, a dummy ricochet. What's the result?
The Japanese invaders, who were hit hard on the bridge of their noses by an irregularly flying lead bullet that had completely deformed, told everyone with the facts that it was even more terrifying than being directly hit by a grenade fired from a grenade.
Not to mention that the nose, which was not too straight in the first place, was turned into a ball of flesh and blood by the wildly twisting and carnival warhead at that moment. The irregular warhead, which still had a speed of hundreds of meters per second and carried huge energy, did not give up.
It penetrated directly into the face of the heavy machine gunner, and actually made a hole in the heavy machine gunner's face that was larger than the mouth of a bowl. In the hole, not only blood and flesh were exposed, but also some pale teeth and some...
Unknown color substance.
The Japanese heavy machine gunner who caused this heavy blow was not dead for a while. Instead, he covered his face with extremely frightened hands with his hands, trying to find his nose or something else, wailing in pain, but his gums were cut.
The destruction caused him to only let out a muffled roar of "huhu".
The tragic scene made the bomb supplyer beside him spit out "Wow" immediately.
"Ah~~~~" The moment the second-rate male Diaoye who was still halfway up the mountain saw Zeng Shui standing on the top of the mountain and shooting brazenly in the hail of bullets, he looked up to the sky and roared, and no longer bothered to hide his body and jumped up
came out.
"You stupid little devil, you have the ability to kill me! You have the ability to shoot me here." The idiot man was also going crazy, running in an irregular route without stopping, while yelling at the Japanese at the bottom of the mountain.
He even visibly squirmed his big butt when changing routes.
Of course the bastard man knew what Zeng Shui, the bastard, was doing. He was trying to help him attract the enemy's firepower so that he could escape up the mountain as quickly as possible. But, didn't this bastard bastard know that he had already been killed?
If the First Company of the Cavalry kills the brothers he grew up with again, will he still be alive? Even if he survives with strength, life would be worse than death!
Therefore, the idiot man did not live up to his brother's expectations and jumped up the mountain at the fastest speed in his life. However, at the same time, he also completely exposed his body and cursed at the Japanese army. Because brothers can use their bodies as bait.
Then he can, as long as half of the Japanese troops aim their guns at him again, he will achieve his goal.
"Baga!" The Japanese army indeed noticed the abominable Chinese who was going crazy and trying to escape in a clumsy way, wiggling his big ass more than 200 meters away from them.
If Shui once killed more than a dozen people with one shot, which frightened the Japanese cavalry of the 3rd Regiment and focused all their attention on him, then he killed six of his own troops with a carbine.
The man is definitely a guy they hate with all their teeth.
After all, the man with the gun killed because of his accurate marksmanship, but the Chinese who killed six of his own people in a circle surrounded by hundreds of people with his bare hands was a despicable guy. With the help of the cover of the speedless horse, he only hit people's legs.
Ah! At least three people had their leg bones broken and were trampled to death by the frightened and constantly moving military horses.
At least fifty people involuntarily pointed their guns at the bastard man. A burst of gunshots made the bastard man, who was still cursing and running, scream in surprise and throw himself headlong into a snow nest without hesitation.
It's good to attract firepower, but don't die if you can avoid it. The hot-blooded man's passion will cool down very quickly.
"What a fool." Zeng Shuiye, who caught sight of the crazy bastard man from the corner of his eye, angrily cursed in his heart, but kept pulling the trigger for the fifth time in his hand.
Another Japanese heavy machine gunner fell to the ground.
In a total of no more than seven seconds, Shui fired five shots in a row. This time, his record was not so shocking. He only killed three people. Two heavy machine gunners and a heavy machine gun feeder. Except for the first two rounds,
In addition to beating the horse corpses that the Japanese army used as a bunker until the blood and flesh were flying everywhere without any effect, the next three shots were fired again without any miss.
The result of these five shots was that the only remaining Japanese heavy machine gun sub-shooter and ammunition feeder who was vomiting screamed, turned over and avoided, and never dared to approach the five-meter range of the heavy machine gun again.
The facts before him made him understand that the Chinese sharpshooter was eyeing the heavy machine gun. The distance of more than 400 meters was not that far away for the terrifying enemy.
As for the four Taisho 11-year-old light machine guns that were still charging forward and had not yet had time to set up, the heavy machine gun assistant shooter who was fairly knowledgeable did not hold out much hope at all. At a distance of almost 500 meters, that figure
They are no more than an egg. How can you expect a few broken machine guns that are prone to jamming in the cold north to do anything to others?
Yes, the big crooked machine gun that China will be famous for in the future will be the Japanese army themselves. They all think that the designer’s head is full of shit. Otherwise, how could there be such a garbage weapon?
The crooked machine gun will be praised by the future international community as one of Japan's most rubbish weapon designs during World War II. It is not without reason.
Of course, Major Kazjun Murakami still has one of the southern pistols known as the most scummy in the list!
The two heavy machine guns were stopped immediately, but that didn't mean that the soldiers who were almost scared to death by the crazy torrent of bullets would continue to stand on the mountain and show off.
Standing on the top of a mountain with one man and one gun is certainly very cool and pretentious, but to be honest, Xiao Bing Zeng Shui would never admit that the moisture on his pants was not just snow. Anyway, after just pulling the trigger for the fifth time, this guy with the final
As quickly as possible, he squatted down and rolled into the snow nest holding the gun.
In just seven seconds, it was like a journey to hell. Xiao Bing had already felt at least four or five scorching air passing by at high speed only ten centimeters away from him, which stimulated his little heart to shift positions more frantically than at that time.
The time jump is twice as fast.
"What a damn bastard, I almost won't be able to have a baby with Miss Comet." Listening to the crazy whizzing of bullets above his head, Xiao Bing touched the small hole in his crotch and felt very happy.
No wonder I felt hot and then cold in my crotch at that time. If I moved even one centimeter higher, my crotch would turn into meat paste.
"Huhu~~~~~ Zeng Shui, you scolded me for being stupid, and I haven't even scolded you yet! Huhu~~~~" A panting voice came from below more than ten meters away
.
"Damn it, you're not dead yet!" Zeng Shui turned his head and looked over, with great joy on his face.
"Haha, even if you die, I won't die." The idiot man's breathing gradually became evener, and his eyes widened at Zeng Shui.
"Can you still run?"
"I can still go on an armed cross-country trip."
"Then run away quickly, I'm almost out of bullets."
"My day..."
The idiot's speed increased again, like a frightened rabbit, rolling and crawling into the snow-covered bushes.
"Baga!!!" Ichijun Murakami watched in disbelief as the Chinese gunman standing on the top of the mountain calmly fired five shots to stop two heavy machine guns that had already fired, and then calmly "get out".
It was true that he rolled, but he did escape.
Together with another Chinese who was running very happily, they also got into the woods near the top of the mountain.
"Chase, catch up and kill them." Ichijun Murakami roared through gritted teeth.