Japanese soldier Cao Xiaocun Xiong Yi, who was only 30 meters away from Xilin Temple, raised his head in fear.
Seven or eight bullets surging from high in the sky hit a 15-man squad that was marching in a small alley and fell to the ground collectively.
They were all veterans. This group of Japanese soldiers quickly determined that the bullets hitting the wall and the ground in front of them were fired diagonally from the sky. Bullets fired from this angle are very scary. Lying on the ground is not safe from being hit by bullets.
, it is also very likely to be hit by a ricochet that changes direction by hitting the wall.
However, the damn Chinese alley is too narrow, and there is no place to hide around, unless they stand against the wall and become a mural.
Don't tell me, after discovering that an unlucky companion was not directly shot by the Chinese, but hit by a ricochet, some Japanese soldiers actually did this.
Jumping up from lying down, clinging to the wall, moving forward slowly, it is not clear whether he was silently chanting "Amaterasu to bless me" or "can't see me" or "can't hit me"
Already.
Anyway, after the unforgettable hide-and-seek battle in the alleys of Chinese residential areas in the early morning, the Japanese infantry no longer shouted "Long Live the Emperor". His Majesty, who is far away on the island, really can't control those hiding in the streets.
It has become the consensus of all Japanese officers and soldiers to attack Chinese people in every corner.
Moreover! Those unlucky kids who like to shout "Long live the Emperor" in order to encourage themselves often get thrown a grenade by the Chinese who they can't see because their voice exposes the target.
Those who shout in this environment are idiots. Not to mention that ordinary Japanese soldiers have learned to keep their mouths shut. Even Komura Kuma who needs to issue military orders uses hand gestures to remind his subordinates to leave this dangerous area as soon as possible.
If a Chinese fires a gun, there may be a Chinese nearby throwing a grenade.
Perhaps, the only thing that makes this Japanese squad feel lucky is that the opponent's marksmanship is bad enough. At least twenty rounds of bullets were fired, but only one person was injured by the ricochet, and the injury was neither an arm nor a leg, so there was no problem in moving.
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"Zha Ni Liang Bi, what kind of crappy gun is this? How do you adjust the crosshair?" The crow on the top of the pagoda yelled angrily.
A typical crow who can't complain about the toilet, the crow is still the crow that hangs out in the arena, at least his marksmanship has not become stronger instantly just because he participated in two melees.
Is my Uncle Crow a scumbag?
The bald young man, whose forehead was burned by the bullet casings, watched from the hole in the tower wall as a large number of Japanese soldiers jumped out of the alley without any damage, carrying guns. They were all strong and agile, and there were no wounded.
Can be jaw-dropping.
In fact, it doesn't matter much if you miss it. After all, there are houses blocking the way across the street.
That is to say, the contrast between this fruitless ending and the heroic image of a shirtless man holding a gun and having bullets flying in the blink of an eye is too great.
This is why I am afraid of comparison in everything.
Crow Crow was not defeated by his poor shooting skills. After scolding the bad gun, he quickly returned the empty magazine and threw it to Xia Dayu: "Don't be stupid, load the bullets for me. As long as the bullets are not used up, I will always kill a few people."
The devil showed it to you."
This seems to make sense.
No matter how blind the cat is, it won't starve to death, right? As long as it doesn't sleep at night, it will always catch a few dead mice.
It's a pity that the Japanese army is not a dead rat. They are very smart and they hid themselves very well after judging the direction of the ballistic trajectory.
Even though Crow kept yelling angrily, the Czech light machine gun in his hand was still the same, emptying three magazines and 60 bullets, and the Japanese soldier still missed a single hit.
Moreover, through careful observation, Komura Kumaichi finally found out that the specific location where the bullet was fired turned out to be the top floor of the tall pagoda a straight distance away.
The Chinese's marksmanship is lousy! The Japanese team, which was hit with dozens of bullets in a row but was only wounded by a ricochet, finally came to this conclusion.
The Japanese veterans were very courageous. After discovering that although their opponent was in a commanding and powerful position, their marksmanship was not good, several Japanese soldiers climbed up to the unburned attic and quietly shot at the top of the tower.
Their marksmanship is very good. Let alone just tens of meters, even if the distance is extended seven to eight times, they can almost guarantee a hit rate of more than 80%.
If the outer layer of the pagoda was not entirely made of bluestone quarried from the mountains, which ensures the strength of the pagoda, and the crows were hiding in the pagoda and shooting from the holes specially dug in the bluestone, I am afraid that five consecutive
The six shots were all fired around the bowl-sized hole with sharp-pointed bullets, which would not give the crow the chance to make continuous long bursts of bullets.
Xiaocun Xiongyi's team was the closest to Xilin Temple, and was fired upon by Crow's machine guns, which were trying to attack it but were not prepared to kill several people. This does not mean that the other Japanese search teams could not hear the gunshots.
Like a swarm of sharks that smelled the smell of blood, two Japanese search teams about two hundred meters away followed the sound.
"Uncle Crow, there are Japanese soldiers coming over there too." Xia Dayu, who saw all this from the hole, reminded the Crow with anxiety, who was still fighting against this group of Japanese troops.
The pagoda, which is equivalent to an aerial watchtower, provides Crow with a 360-degree attack surface with no blind spots. No matter which side the Japanese attack from, he has enough shooting angles and shooting ranges.
So, if we can’t beat this wave of rabbits, we’ll try another wave, just in case we hit a lame rabbit!
Crow, whose mentality had not yet been broken by his poor marksmanship, quickly turned his gun and fired another burst of shots at the Japanese troops who followed the sound.
Five magazines and a hundred rounds of bullets were poured out amidst the roar of crows.
However, the good luck of Crow, who killed a total of four Japanese soldiers and burned a 94 armored vehicle, seemed to have been used up.
Amid the eager anticipation of the bald boy, the Japanese troops approached timidly.
But no one became the crow's victory.
This is so painful.
Both the elder and the younger had their brows furrowed.
However, the two Chinese people on the pagoda, one large and one small, were not the only ones suffering.
The Japanese soldiers who were not killed or maimed by the Chinese were actually not happy either.
They must make good judgments before making difficult choices.
The light machine gunner on the pagoda was so bad at shooting that they couldn't believe it.
But why?
Why would he dare to attack them so blatantly despite his poor marksmanship?
If something goes wrong, you will become a monster!
The battle in the morning is still fresh in my mind. The Chinese were even cunning enough to sneak into the house you just searched and shoot you in the back.
Don't look at the current Chinese light machine gunner's marksmanship. To say that he is a soldier is an insult to soldiers all over the world. But what if this is intentional? Maybe his marksmanship is actually very accurate, and it is just because of his poor marksmanship that he is a soldier.
He felt that the position he and others were in was not enough for him to kill a large number of people.
Also, maybe there are still a large number of Chinese hiding in the house under the pagoda or in the ruins. What if they wait for them to enter and then there will be another round of fighting like that in the morning?
Both possibilities will exist.
However, the Japanese army still had to make a choice. Their purpose in entering the still smoking ruins was to search for remnants of the enemy and remove obstacles for the army to move in.
It is their mission to destroy the Chinese entrenched here.
However, we can't lose our lives in vain, right? Therefore, three Japanese squadrons with a total of 45 people stayed 30 meters away from Xilin Temple.
Although the three teams that surrounded Xirin Temple did not belong to the same infantry team, as they approached the distance, they heard the familiar sound of the 38 Taigai and Taisho 11 young machine guns returning fire, and they knew each other's existence.
Contact has also been established between them.
Finally, after the three sergeants discussed it, in order not to waste the blood of the Imperial Army warriors in vain, they had to ask for help from the Japanese captain who led the team.
I'm afraid not only their top boss, Major General Kunizaki Zheng, would spit out a mouthful of old blood and curse: Damn money!
Even crows will be dumbfounded when they hear it. Am I so great?
1 vs. 45, the Japanese got scared in the end.
Of course, the reason why the three Japanese sergeants decided to ask for help was actually very good. Not only was the smoke coming out of the temple under the pagoda giving people a sense of insecurity, but they, who had only light weapons, kept the man on the top of the pagoda.
There was nothing the Chinese gunmen with poor marksmanship could do.
Facts have proven that bullets from rifles and light machine guns cannot penetrate the bluestone wall of the pagoda. Three teams used dozens of rifles and three light machine guns to fire more than 300 rounds of bullets, hitting the top of the pagoda until it was visible to the naked eye.
Stone chips are flying everywhere, but unfortunately, apart from a few more spots, the stone is still the same stone, and the marksmanship of the Chinese gunman is still so poor.
Because, he was still fighting back vigorously.
As for the grenade? I have tried it. Unless the grenade can be thrown into holes no larger than the mouth of a bowl, otherwise, it will be in vain if it is thrown up. It will still roll down and explode again. Its power is at most equivalent to a
Big firecrackers.
The Chinese know how to rely on terrain!
Through the gap in the window, I looked at the Japanese infantrymen at the top of the pagoda who were shooting bullets from time to time. Their balls were swollen.
It felt like a hungry wolf pack encountering Brother Flathead, and he didn't even do anything! Instead, Brother Flathead relentlessly attacked the wolves.
Is this considered seeking death? But after trying it out like this, I found that the thick skin of the stupid crew-cut guy is very difficult to bite, and the sharp claws and fangs in his mouth may make your face bloody at any time.
Although he was not scratching, the wolf was almost disgusted to death by baring his teeth and grinning in a 'welcome to fuck' gesture...
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