Immediately afterwards, a round object the size of a fist flew over, landed on the hood of the military vehicle with a clatter, and then fell to the ground again, emitting a faint smoke.
"what is this?"
"It's not a bomb, right?"
"Let's run..."
The guerrillas in the carriage were all talking about it. Luo Tuo was the only one who had experience in the regular army. He looked at it for a while and said, "It seems to be a smoke bomb..."
As he spoke, the round object emitted thicker and thicker white smoke. The camel broke the rope with force and said: "Don't run away yet, what are you waiting for!"
As he spoke, he climbed over the car's fender and jumped out first. The other team members jumped out of the car soon after, and ran towards the bushes under the cover of smoke.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!……"
Although the Japanese gunfire was still intensive, it lost its accuracy in the smoke and was basically shooting blindly. Only two team members were hit by bullets.
The unexpected reversal of the situation surprised and delighted Cao Yunfei, who shouted: "Everyone fire together to cover them!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
By the time Hattori Hikoo arrived with reinforcements, the small-scale battle was over.
"Second Lieutenant Miyamoto, can you explain to me how this happened?" Hattori Hikoo looked at Miyamoto coldly, his face as cold as frost.
Miyamoto bowed and said: "Major, everything was originally under our control. Who knew that the rebels arranged snipers and killed the machine gunners. The most important thing is, I didn't expect that they actually had smoke bombs..."
Hattori Hikoo frowned and said, "Smoke bomb?"
"Look, this is it." Miyamoto handed over the round object.
This homemade smoke bomb is very short-lived. It only lasted for about two minutes and then stopped smoking. Now there is only an empty shell left.
Many secret service organizations will teach how to make simple smoke bombs in their training courses. You only need to mix potassium nitrate and sugar in a certain proportion, then wrap them in layers of tin foil. After igniting, a large amount of white smoke will be produced.
Hattori Hikoo thought for a while and said to himself: "How could those illiterate bandits make such a thing..."
Miyamoto: “Could it be that agents of the Communist Party were also involved?”
"Where did the smoke bombs come from?"
"Ten o'clock southeast."
"Have you sent someone to search it?"
"I searched the area and found nothing."
"Send someone to notify the police station and garrison to immediately implement martial law throughout the city and make every effort to hunt down the rebels!"
"yes!"
About two hundred meters to the southeast, there were several big trees on the roadside. Under one of the trees was a broken branch. The white new growth was very eye-catching.
Hattori Hikoo stopped, looked up, and said: "This should be the position where the sniper is shooting!"
The basis of his judgment is that if he wants to shoot the machine gunner on the roof of the car, the sniper must find a commanding height with an unobstructed line of sight. Otherwise, the trees along the way will block the shooting range.
Miyamoto looked back at the direction of the firefight and said hesitantly: "Major, if the sniper were to fire here, from such a long distance, it seems..."
Hattori Hikoo said calmly: "If you use a sniper rifle with a scope, there is not much difference between this distance and close at hand!"
Miyamoto: "The sniper rifle is large and difficult to hide. Besides, it is unlikely that bandits like this have such weapons, right?"
Hattori Hikoo pondered for a long time and said slowly: "It's probably a homemade sniper rifle, just like the smoke bomb!"
"The gun is also homemade?"
"Yes! If you use a real sniper rifle, the sniper can choose to shoot from a longer distance, which will also make it easier for him to escape!"
A soldier who was searching nearby ran over and said: "Report to Major, a rifle was found in the ditch!"
"Fetch it up!" Miyamoto ordered.
After a while, a water-stained Zhongzheng rifle came over.
Hattori Hikoo pointed to the iron clip at the barrel and said: "This is used to fix the scope. The sniper probably didn't have time to remove it. I guess it may be a monocular telescope."
Miyamoto thought for a while and said: "Major, there is one thing I still can't figure out. How did he throw the smoke bomb from such a long distance?"
Hattori Hikoo: "The answer to this mystery can only be found if we catch him!"
Hattori Hikoo continued walking forward until he saw the ruts, then he stopped, squatted down and studied it for a while, and said, "It's a Ford!"
He stood up and ordered: "Drive the car over and follow the ruts!"
"yes!"
This kind of dirt road is very convenient for tracking the target, and the ruts are always clearly visible. When driving to the entrance of a small fishing village, there are a few half-year-old children standing on the roadside, staring blankly at the convoy approaching.
Hattori Hikoo ordered: "Second Lieutenant Miyamoto, go and check in person. Be nice and don't scare them."
"Understood." Miyamoto opened the door and got out of the car.
When he came near these children, Miyamoto looked kind and kind, squatted down and said, "What are you doing?"
Several children looked at each other, and one of the older boys timidly said: "We are playing..."
Miyamoto took out a handful of candy bars from his pocket and handed them over, saying: "Here, everyone has a share, take it!"
Children are like children. When they see the candies that can only be eaten during the Chinese New Year, they immediately gather around them.
Miyamoto smiled and said: "Did you see a car passing here?"
"Saw."
"I saw it too!"
"Black car!"
The children held candy in their mouths and rushed to answer.
"What kind of person is driving the car?" Miyamoto continued to ask.
"It's an uncle wearing a hat."
"What does it look like?"
The children shook their heads together and said: "The car is too fast..."
"Remember the license plate number?"
"What is the license plate number?"
"It's the sign with numbers on the front and back of the car." Miyamoto turned around and pointed to Hattori Hikoo's car.
The children shook their heads together again.
Miyamoto was a little angry and said with a sullen face: "It's not a good boy to lie. There are so many of you, and none of you have seen it?"
"There's no brand on that car," a girl said.
Miyamoto understood. That person must have known that he would meet someone along the way and took off the license plate in advance. Asking for most of the day was in vain!
Back in the car, Miyamoto explained the situation of the inquiry. Hattori Hikoo waved his hand and the motorcade continued to move forward.
Once you reach the asphalt road section, there is no trace left.
Miyamoto said in frustration: "Major, this man is too cunning. The escape routes he chose are all in sparsely populated places, and it is difficult to find witnesses!"
Hattori Hikoo: "It's not like we found nothing. At least we found a clue. That Ford car must be his own. Otherwise, there is no need to take off the license plate!"