Li Tielong in Shuangqiang Town, Guanxi, also kept lying still, but he always raised his head to observe the surrounding situation. When he found that there was a faint light on the horizon, he knew that he could not wait any longer. The ghost knew their location, and he
I don’t know where the ghost is. When daybreak comes, he will become a lamb to be slaughtered.
He took a deep breath, suddenly jumped up, opened his bow left and right with both hands, and shot continuously in three directions: left, center and right. He carefully calculated the bullets fired. When there were 2 bullets left in each gun, he turned around suddenly and was about to
As I exerted my strength under my feet, I heard a sound of wind rushing towards me, and I just said in my heart: "No!" A sharp pain came from my head, and I was instantly drowned in blood.
An iron bullet was embedded right in the center of his forehead. It seemed that he was still practicing the iron head skill. The iron bullet hit by his body didn't blow his head off, but it was enough to kill him.
Wang Fugui knew that Li Tielong from Shuangqiang Town in Guanxi was dead. He knew he was dead without even looking. He felt that he was about to die too, his body was numb and his limbs had no feeling.
Only slight footsteps were heard not far away, and then the slight "Puff" sound of gunfire rang out again, and those wailing sounds disappeared instantly.
"Sha--Sha--" The thin footsteps were getting closer and lighter, and they stood in front of him. He still didn't dare to raise his head, his whole body trembled and trembled, and his fingers dug deeply into the soil.
, waiting for the judgment of fate.
He felt someone lightly step on his shoulder a few times. He instantly understood what the other person meant, and slowly and arduously climbed up, ready to tell him all the information the other party needed and didn't need.
However, the masked man whom he only dared to glance at with his peripheral vision put his finger on his mouth and waved him away...
When the first ray of sunlight from the rising sun slowly spread, bringing a bit of light and warmth to the woods in the early morning, Wang Fugui staggered out of the woods.
His mind went blank. He didn't know if there would be bullets coming from behind, and he didn't dare to think about it. He no longer remembered the image of the masked man, only the big bright eyes floating in front of his eyes.
.Knowing that it was a ghost, a real ghost.
As I walked, tears flowed out, and I started to choke, and then started to cry loudly. I cried while walking, crying happily, crying like a vent...
Wang Fugui became silent after he returned. He didn't speak to anyone who asked him, and he didn't say anything when he was beaten. The superiors all thought that he had been frightened out of his wits.
After the end of the Central Plains War, Wang Fugui, who was demobilized by the National Army, returned to his hometown of Mizhi County, Shaanxi Province. He used his savings from many years of service as a soldier to marry a beautiful Mizhi woman. Later, Wang Fugui had descendants and lived peacefully until he was eighty.
When he was five years old, before he died, he said to a room full of children and grandchildren: "I didn't say anything, so I'm safe." After saying this, he died with a smile.
Zhang Xiaoping didn't know that his "shut up" gesture actually made Wang Fugui stick to it for the rest of his life. His original intention was just to tell Wang Fugui to stop talking and leave quickly.
There were only him and Ti Jing in the woods, but all kinds of traps had been prepared before, just to prevent the enemy from ambush. Once the enemy's position was known in the dark, with the skills of his two brothers, the outcome would be different.
It goes without saying.
Of the thirty enemy elite veterans, twenty-nine were killed and one was spared.
Because Zhou Wen had already issued an order that this was not a national war, requiring them to only attack officials. The bigger the official, the more likely they were to attack. Soldiers who did not threaten him would not be attacked.
Zhang Xiaoping and Ti Jing casually cleaned the battlefield and then left the woods, because the enemy's artillery shells were coming soon. Sure enough, less than an hour after they left, the Northwest Army vented its few remaining artillery shells across the entire forest.
....
The ghost gunmen who appeared on the eastern front were naturally the spearmen of the transport team, and the one with the best results was naturally Zhang Xiaoping. The enemy's deputy division commander was his work. This was because Zhou Wen repeatedly restricted the shooting targets of the team members. Otherwise, in the current domestic situation,
When the military generally lacks awareness of sniper prevention, the team members' precise shooting will turn into a massacre.
Many years later, the Japanese used their superb shooting skills to make the Chinese anti-Japanese army pay a huge price.
In nearly a month of frontline battles, Zhang Xiaoping has completely mastered Professor Zhou Wen's sniper course, and has met Zhou Wen's requirements in all aspects, including camouflage, selection of sniper positions, lurking, and shooting techniques.
In Zhou Wen's words, what he lacks now is character and psychological training, as well as the accumulation of experience. Of course, he also needs a good sniper rifle.
...
Commander Zhang, who teaches the Second Division, is in a good mood now. He is very lucky that he has recruited members of Zhou Wen's transportation team to serve as instructors. After a month of fighting and training, the combat effectiveness of the entire Second Division has qualitatively changed.
To say that the one he values most, besides Zhou Wen, is the young man named Xu Dacheng. Under his guidance and command, the artillery level of the mortar battalion of the Second Division has caught up with or even surpassed that of the old main force. On the frontal position
, the opponent's handful of artillery and heavy machine gun firepower were completely suppressed.
The most famous person in the transportation team teaching the second division now is not Zhou Wen, nor those ghost gunmen, but Xu Dacheng. Because Zhou Wen asked Chief Zhang not to report the transportation team’s sniper record, and the results were all attributed to the teaching division. Zhou Wen
I don’t want the contribution of the transportation team to appear in the headquarters again. I wish the officers of the headquarters would just forget about them.
But Xu Dacheng was different. After seeing his first battle, Chief Zhang handed over the command of the mortar battalion to him. This ignited Xu Dacheng's little universe, and he plunged into the mortar attack.
In the artillery camp, he stayed in the artillery camp eating, drinking, and eating. He fought several battles in a row, commanded decisively, and achieved remarkable results. Coupled with his rough and generous character, he won the love and admiration of everyone in the mortar camp.
Now when it comes to Zhou Wen, ordinary soldiers may not know it, but when it comes to instructor Xiao Xu, he is the pride of the entire Second Teaching Division! Because basically all the grassroots troops of the Second Teaching Division have received support and help from the mortar battalion.
That was really an eye-opener. Basically, I hit wherever I pointed.
Especially in the days when the opponent's attack is the most intense, as long as the position is tight, the artillery shells will fall into the enemy's position as if they have eyes. As soon as the enemy's heavy firepower opens fire, the mortars will teach him in less than a minute.
Become a new person.
Xu Dacheng also organized the artillery battalion's 18 mortars into two artillery groups. He and Cui Dayong each commanded one. Taking advantage of the dilemma of the enemy's small number of artillery and insufficient number of shells, he established several artillery groups on the high ground in the defense area of the Second Teaching Division.
Artillery firing positions, all equipped with telephone lines. Information transmission is fast, movement is flexible, and the entire area is basically covered.
This was the first time that the officers and soldiers who taught the Second Division had a taste of modern warfare. As long as they made a phone call or the orderly sent a flag, the artillery shells would arrive as scheduled, and the defensive pressure on the front line was greatly reduced.
Sometimes the enemy has just launched an attack. As soon as the phone is notified here, artillery shells like raindrops fall on the enemy's attack route. Without firing a shot, you can report to your superiors: "XX troops repulsed another enemy attack."
So now our Instructor Xiao Xu is in a state of great glory! During the breaks in the battle, whenever he goes to any unit to visit, everyone will greet him with wine and meat. Instructor Xiao Xu, his elders, and Instructor Xu are always attentive to him. There is nothing we can do.
Instructor Xiao Xu is like a life-saving talisman, and Instructor Xiao Xu is like a book of merit.
Even Zhou Wen had to admire and lament in his heart: "This fool is born to be an artillery expert. He didn't teach these things by himself, he figured them out by himself. In terms of artillery, he has nothing to teach.
It’s really like teaching a disciple to starve the master to death! I’m not doing as well as he is.”