More than fifty Japanese soldiers who were advancing forward fell down one after another, so scared that their farts came out.
A smug smile appeared on the corner of Yamamoto's mouth. The shot just now had revealed the location of the Chinese sniper. He was hiding under the half-collapsed ruins at the eleven o'clock direction. Yamamoto used another
The distance was measured using the thumb method, and it was about 800 meters. For most soldiers, this distance was a bit far.
But for Yamamoto, this was nothing. When he graduated from the Army Sergeant School, he once hit a humanoid target 1,500 meters away in the shooting test.
Yamamoto gave tactical sign language to the two sergeant commanders.
The two sergeant commanders nodded, and each led an infantry group to detour from both wings.
Convinced that the attention of the Chinese sniper on the opposite side had been attracted by the two infantry groups, Yamamoto crawled behind a pile of ruins little by little, and then used the ruins as cover to probe his head little by little.
At this moment, another gunshot sounded over the position.
The next moment, the sergeant commander who led an infantry group to detour from the right wing was already lying in a pool of blood.
"Baga Yalu." Yamamoto cursed in his heart, and continued to look up. The entire battlefield was finally fully presented in his field of vision, including the infantry teams that were bypassing the wings, including the Chinese sniper, who looked through the rifle's rear sight.
, Yamamoto seemed to be able to clearly see the expression on the Chinese soldier's face.
This Chinese soldier has a cold expression and is obviously a character who is not easy to mess with.
A sinister smile appeared on Yamamoto's lips: China soldier, you are dead this time.
In the next moment, the entire battlefield quickly moved away from Yamamoto's surroundings. Only himself and the Chinese snipers who were looking for the next target under the pile of ruins in front of him were left in his world. Then, Yamamoto's right index finger
I gently put the trigger on the 38 cap, and slowly pressed it down little by little.
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The veteran held the 38 cap in his hands, and the muzzle of the gun moved with the movements of the Japanese sergeant on the left, completely unaware that he had been targeted by another sniper.
On the battlefield, prey and hunter are always opposites.
While you are chasing your prey, you may also become someone else's prey.
At a certain moment, the Japanese sergeant commander made a sliding step and turned sideways.
Seeing the Jaap Sergeant Commander slipping and turning sideways, the veteran's mouth immediately turned into a ferocious murderous intent. He had been observing the Jaap Sergeant Commander for more than ten seconds, and found that every time he slipped and turned sideways, he would definitely be followed immediately.
It's a forward roll. It was the same rhythm twice in a row just now, and I think this time will be no exception.
At this moment, the veteran moved the muzzle of the gun slightly forward to allow for advance.
However, just when the veteran was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly noticed a faint stream of light from the corner of his eye at five o'clock. The hair on the veteran's body stood up in an instant. The next moment, the veteran suddenly
He turned sideways, and at the moment he turned sideways, he turned the muzzle of the gun in his hand and fired a shot in the five o'clock direction.
Almost at the same time as the veteran turned sideways, a scorching stream of light came close to his left cheek and whizzed by. The veteran stretched out his hand again and found that his face was covered with blood. He was just a little short of being shot by the opponent.
Although my head was shot and my heart was palpitating, the veteran's heart was filled with unknown anger. Damn it, you dared to hit me in the face.
"Young Japs, I fucked your ancestors." The veteran was enraged. He was too lazy to play hide-and-seek with the Japs. He sat up on his knees, shot down a Japs with one shot, and then waited for the Japs' retaliatory firepower to pour out. The veteran quickly changed his sniper position, and then shot down another Japs again.
At this time, the Japanese's retaliatory fire finally came after them. Two crooked machine guns and two grenade launchers scattered smoke and dust in the ruins where the veteran had just been hiding, but the veteran's hair was not even injured.
The veteran changed positions continuously, fired continuously, and hit the target continuously.
After finishing the two magazines, ten of the Japs who had detoured from the left wing had fallen. The remaining Japs were trembling with fear, turned around and ran back. The Japs' support firepower from behind also opened fire like crazy, with two crooked handles. They were beaten until they were smoking, and they didn't dare to stop. They tried desperately to deal with these Japs, but in the end they still failed to do so.
The veteran jumped around, making various dazzling tactical moves on the ruins. While charging forward, he fired continuously, and after finishing another magazine, the last five remaining Japs on the left wing detoured, He also fell in a pool of blood. Within a few minutes, a group of fifteen Japanese who detoured from the left wing were all dead.
However, the veteran still refused to give up, continued various tactical moves, and continued to advance forward.
In the distance, Heipi and a dozen remnants looked at him in astonishment. Is this the pace at which the deputy camp leader wanted to kill an entire Japanese infantry squad by himself?
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Eight hundred meters ahead.
Yamamoto leaned against the ruins, completely stunned.
On Yamamoto's right cheek, there was a striking burn mark.
The veteran's hastily fired shot just now hit Yamamoto's right cheek.
Yamamoto simply couldn't believe that just now he had made a mental calculation but was unprepared, but he actually let the other party dodge it, but he did not dodge the hasty shot fired by the other party.
"Yamamoto-san, Yamamoto-san"
The sergeant commander who was acting as the commander rushed over and shook Yamamoto several times before Yamamoto woke up as if from a dream.
"Yamamoto-san, what happened just now?" The sergeant commander grabbed Yamamoto's lapel and shook him while roaring, "Why didn't you kill that Chinese sniper? Why?"
Yamamoto said blankly: "That China sniper is too powerful, I am no match for him."
"Baga, you trash, trash." The sergeant commander was so angry that he slapped Yamamoto to the ground, then turned around and yelled at the messenger behind him, "Kawaguchi-san, immediately send a flag to the artillery team and ask for tactical guidance."
The "Hai" messenger bowed his head heavily, climbed behind a half-collapsed building, and waved a flag.
After receiving the semaphore from the infantry squad, the artillery team fired again, and rows of shells roared down towards Nantong city again in an instant.
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In the distance, Chiaki Shigefuji and Nobuyoshi Oda were standing on a hill watching the battle.
"Well, what's going on?" Seeing the artillery team shelling again, Shigeto Chiaki immediately frowned and turned around to ask Oda Nobuyoshi a little unhappy, "Oda-san, is this your order?"
Japan is an island country with extremely poor resources of all kinds. In addition, the government always attaches great importance to the navy and despises the army, so the ammunition rations allocated to the field troops are not sufficient. The Chongteng detachment has already consumed a lot of artillery shells from the landing to Jingjiang. There aren't many cannonballs left now, so we can't afford to waste them.
"No, this is not my order." Oda Nobuyoshi quickly denied that he did not give an order.
"So, the attacking infantry team requested artillery support." Shigeto Chiaki frowned more and more, and a hint of awe flashed deep in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "It seems that our opponent is really not easy. The battle has just begun.
From the beginning, our infantry team was forced to request artillery fire support."
"Hai." Oda Nobuyoshi bowed his head heavily, his face full of embarrassment.
The second team performed poorly, and Nobuyoshi Oda, as team captain, was also disgraced.
Within a moment, the battle report from the front line was sent to Chiaki Shigeto and Nobuyoshi Oda.
"Nani Sniper" Chiaki Shigeto immediately shouted after seeing the battle report, "This is impossible, how can there be a sniper in the battle sequence of the China Army?"
In the world at that time, snipers were only a newly emerged tactical arm. Even the Japanese army did not have many snipers in its permanent divisions. Only the German army had specialized sniper units. In Berlin, Germany, even
There are also sniper schools that specialize in training snipers, and Japan has also sent many elite non-commissioned officers there to further their studies.
Oda Nobuyoshi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. There were snipers in the squadron. It is understandable that the attacking infantry team performed poorly, because before gaining absolute control of the battlefield, the enemy's snipers were almost helpless.
Unless there is a large-scale attack, or one's own snipers are dispatched to carry out counter-hunting.
But the problem is that there are no specially trained snipers in the Chongteng detachment.
In other words, if a small force is dispatched to launch a feint attack, facing the threat of snipers, not only will it be impossible to clearly detect the squadron's troop deployment and firepower configuration, but it will also increase unnecessary casualties. For now, the only way is to invest more troops and launch a large-scale attack.
Only in this way can a large-scale attack weaken the threat of the opponent's sniper.
At that moment, Oda Nobuyoshi said: "Your Excellency, Commander, from the battle report of the Yoshino team, we can confirm that there are indeed snipers in the China Army, because I know this Yamamoto is a famous sharpshooter, and even Yamamoto is no match. It can be seen that there are indeed snipers on the opposite side."
It is already difficult enough for snipers to survive, and it is even more difficult when supplemented by street fighting terrain. I believe that we should no longer send small troops to conduct feint attacks, but should directly invest troops of squadron size or above to launch a strong attack."
Although Chiaki Shigeto is reluctant, he must admit that what Oda Nobuyoshi said makes sense.
If you insist on going your own way at this time and continue to invest small troops and launch tentative feint attacks, you will not be giving food to the Chinese snipers on the opposite side, but giving him more military achievements. No commander with any sense will do such a stupid thing.
Choice, Chiaki Shigeto is not stupid, on the contrary, he is very smart.
At that moment Chiaki Shigeto said in a deep voice: "Oda-san, just do what you said and attack with force."
"Hai!" Oda Nobuyoshi nodded heavily, then turned around and shouted to the messenger behind him, "Order, the 3rd Squadron of the 4th Infantry Battalion, immediately launch a strong attack on the defensive position of the Chinese Army on the opposite side."