There was silence on the battlefield, and under the threat of two 75 mountain guns, the Wehrmacht, which had just been advancing, had stopped at the edge of the terraced fields ten miles away from the county seat of Shanyang. This also made the bandits who had just panicked breathe a sigh of relief, watching the soldiers in fancy clothes (the early three-color mountain camouflage uniforms used by the mountain division) who were still running after their buttocks just now were bombarded by two cannons, and they disappeared immediately, and it seemed that there were still soldiers who were hit by shrapnel and did not know whether they were alive or dead. The No. 100 bandits who escaped from Wuzhu Township and Getiao Township complained to the boss. The reason why the artillery reacted so quickly was that there happened to be a bandit who had gone to his relatives and met the team of the mountain division that had dispatched from Shangguanfang Township to exterminate the bandits in Wuzhu Township and Getiao Township. This is also very righteous, bypassing the marching team, taking a shortcut back to Shanyang to report the news, Meng Sanchun's artillery team had the opportunity to set up artillery to stop the pursuit of the mountain division, Rao is so, these two mountain guns did not have time to build an artillery position, just pushed to a field outside the city where they are trained on weekdays, the strong workers began to set up ammunition accumulation points with shell boxes on their backs under the bandits' leather whips, and saw that the ammunition base of 50 shells per cannon had been reached, and Meng Sanchun felt a little confident in the city.

The other party was by no means an ordinary officer and soldier, which Meng Sanchun had already felt very clearly from the bandits' reports. Marching more than 100 miles of mountain roads in a day and night, not to mention the officers and soldiers outside the mountains, even the old bandits for many years may not be able to hold on, but the other party actually carries small cannons and machine guns, and while marching and fighting, his more than 500 brothers actually did not even hold up a single photo. It shows that the strength of the other party is quite good. Meng Sanchun was already recalling whether he had offended any hard stubble, not the hatred of killing his father and taking his wife, and the hatred of killing his wife, so that he would not mobilize such an elite to exterminate himself, and until now Meng Sanchun did not understand that it was the gods who wanted to accept him.

In the bushes in the distance, suddenly the branches of a bush twitched a little. These are a pair of very sophisticated hands, calm and powerful, dark and slender hands. At this moment - a beautiful morning, the sun has just risen, and the earth is golden. At the root of a shrub that could not be reached by sunlight, a 7.62 mm caliber "precision Qin crossbow" sniper rifle stretched out from the weeds in these hands, slowly moving in the early morning grass, and the sight with a crosshair followed a figure who was pointing and pointing in front of the mountain cannon and constantly observing through the artillery mirror, like a television screen, imprinting the crosshairs ink into the middle of a huge head. The fingers were slowly tightened, and at this time, there were two cries of oil gourds that should not have appeared here not far away, so the precision Qin crossbow rifle jumped happily, and immediately, there was a blood-red ...... in the scope.

From morning to now, it is impossible to count the number of victims who have died, and it is impossible to find out who was responsible for their murder. But the bandits knew that these hands, and even many, many of the same hands, were haunted in this seemingly peaceful land, in the woods or in the grass, on the ridges or in the ponds, and that only death could detect their whereabouts, because they represented death, because they were "battlefield killers" - mountain snipers.

Wu Chenxuan has always regarded snipers as "individual artillery", so when the mountain division was formed, he hoped that the snipers who had undergone formal training could be scattered to every infantry squad on the front line, and only in this way could they play such an important role in influencing the outcome of a battle.

In the Zaolin Military Academy, the instructors constantly instilled this concept in the officers of the grass-roots units equipped with snipers, asking them to regard snipers as artillery-level long-range firepower that they were personally attached to: When you are surrounded by enemy artillery fire, you may not be able to call for air or ground artillery support anytime and anywhere, and most of the weapons in the squad platoon are guns or grenadiers with an effective range of 200 or 300 meters, and there may be some mortars, but in the face of the heavy machine guns and body-barreled artillery that the opponent may have, it is obviously beyond the reach of the whip. Therefore, you must immediately send out snipers to find a favorable firing position and kill enemy gunners or other long-range weapons at a distance of 800 or 1000 meters, forming a jamming and threatening suppressive fire, so that the enemy's artillery fire is contained or even stopped. As a result, snipers have become a "long-range survival weapon" on certain battlefields.

For example, in the Russo-Japanese War in Northeast China that year, the infantry platoon of the Wuyi New Army that completed the interspersed tasks was often attacked by the Russian army in the following way: the enemy first used the Makqin machine gun to carry out suppressive strafing from 1,000 meters away, and the infantry platoon was in place, so that the mountain artillery or field artillery had sufficient time to bombard the gathering place of the Wuyi New Army in turn. Now, the new army of Wuyi is dealing with it by sending snipers in the platoon to find enemy machine gun positions and artillery positions with sniper binoculars magnified by four times, and quickly kill them. Even if there is no hit, the opponent will stop firing and quickly take cover and try to divert the artillery position. In this gap, the infantry platoon of the new army can be transferred to a safe area.

If the other side also uses snipers, (of course, Japan and Russia do not have such a tall configuration, they have some self-trained sharpshooters, good marksmanship but not very bright brains, often become snipers hiding in the shadows to hunt) Wuyi New Army is also very confident, and specially trained snipers are originally used to hunt and kill each other's snipers. These professional snipers are able to locate the opposing sniper within 20 seconds after an attack on their troops, and then end his life. Then kill the opponent's communications officer or commander, cut off the enemy's opportunity to call for foreign help, and make the enemy company lose contact with the superior unit, and cannot know or exchange information about the sniper's attack. Then, two or three times the effective range of the enemy infantry, one by one, "roll call." In this way, in the Russo-Japanese Northeast War, the newly born snipers of the Wuyi New Army once had a record of two groups of snipers cooperating to "eat" an entire platoon of the Russian army.

Due to their successful role as "artillerymen" in a number of battles and exercises, now the Wehrmacht infantry affectionately calls them "mini-artillerymen" in the company.

Now they are showing Meng Sanchun, a turtle, what sniper suppression tactics are. It is believed that although there are as many as seven or eight professional artillerymen on the other side, only one or two are proficient in observation and calculation. When a guy was agitated by the ocean and ran to the artillery mirror to start observing, he was killed again by a gunshot that came more than two seconds later. Soon no one dared to approach the artillery mirror that was stained with blood and brains, and then they found that the artillery itself had a great ability to pull hatred, and the two people who were close to the steering machine and the steering machine were also killed one after another, and fell to the ground without saying a word, and the blood on the head stained the ground red, and the gunfire was too late. The artillerymen had no experience, but Meng Sanchun's personal guard, who supervised the work on the artillery position, was an old bandit and an expert in playing with guns, so of course he knew that the other party was not more than a mile or two away from here.

As soon as this idea passed through the brain, he frightened himself, and he also tried, using the best original German Mauser 88 to hit a goat a mile away, that is, the level of one of three or four rounds, which is already called "pipe straight", and a big living person two miles away is only the size of a matchstick, and it is almost a stroke of luck to want to hit the wind and earth during this period, but the opponent's two or three guns fired a total of less than ten bullets, and eight artillery soldiers have fallen on their side, and it is a gun headshot, and there is no one who is a little off, Now the two remaining gunners with guns against them don't dare to touch the cannons, and if they are killed by themselves, they can still fall into a whole corpse, and they will be hit by the other party's black guns, and their heads will be fired, and their brains will pop out as far as they go, and their brains will be sprayed everywhere like a fountain, and the remaining empty shell can be used as a night pot. This kind of death is too scary, saying that the two people who died will not be on the gun position, and the same is true for the other bandit gunners, this guard can see that everyone is scared by this kind of marksmanship, if they are blindly forced, they are only afraid that these guys will be able to rush up and kill a few of their own people. In desperation, he withdrew from the artillery position with his people.

"Bastard, who the fuck told you to withdraw, hurry up, go up and fire, is the other party shooting as far away as you? Go up and ten people to manage a cannon, even if he is a god, he can kill half of you, you find the hiding place of these turtle grandsons, and bombard the damn with cannons, and you still don't believe it, this cannon can still be afraid of rifles? Meng Sanchun also knew that without artillery, his subordinates would be able to support him until dark, and he led people to block the artillerymen and guards who had fled back from the city gate, and forced them to return to their positions with guns.

The bandits were in a stalemate in the city gate, but unfortunately the mountain division would not wait for them to democratically decide who would send them to death, and the mountain division that had already moved up set up mortars under the ridges of the terraces, and without even revealing the barrels of the guns, they opened the ammunition box and fired a rapid fire at the yard as an artillery position. From time to time, a cannonball was thrown up, fell to the ground in the distance and exploded, and the bandits had to retract their heads from the wall, and the infantry of the mountain division who were about to continue to advance had to quickly find cover and hide. The veteran knew whether the shell was far or near when he heard the whistling sound of the shell, but in the face of the shell flying around, there was no whistling sound, or the whistling sound was too chaotic for anyone to tell. No, the sniper who had just taken someone's head from a thousand miles away had to shrink his head and wait for the shell to explode, otherwise if a big shell flew over and killed himself on the dead artillery position that was suppressed by himself, wouldn't it be more wronged than the goose of the Dou family.

The snipers had done their job, but they still seemed to be dissatisfied with their performance, so the rifle-machine gun grenadiers rattled in the hands of the infantrymen, and the occasional different gunshot was not noticeable, but before the gunfire was preceded by the bandit leader's head falling from the walls with blood on his head. Before the infantry could rush to the base of the wall, the opponent was already crushed. The mountain infantry watched in amazement as the original feint attack actually went down, and the poor main force of the regiment that served as a roundabout attack was still on the way. The soldiers of this company quickly controlled the city pass under the leadership of the company commander, the machine gun mortar went to the top, and the palm-sized county town had no firepower, and now is the time when the trees fell and scattered, the one who dared not to open his eyes provoked this gang of killing gods, the south gate had already been opened by Meng Sanchun, and he saw that the artillery team he had worked so hard to organize had been wiped out, although the other party did not hit the cannonball on the city wall, but it was just a matter of time, Meng Sanchun was also a well-known figure, naturally he would not be stupid enough to sit still, On the contrary, he was very aware of the current affairs and escaped from the south gate with his own soldiers, and also arranged for his three masters to explore the road in front, and he himself took a dozen capable men to pretend to be a small group of stragglers to follow, ready to turn to drill the ravine at any time, this trick tried and tested by the golden cicada shell but did not help him escape again. Of course, the three masters were caught by the roundabout troops of the mountain infantry, and they became prisoners after dividing five by two.

Meng Sanchun took people into the ravine before he took a breath, seeing that he had already passed the mountain bay, and the sky was a little dark, he was used to pampering him, he found a stone to sit down and inhale the fairy smoke, a personal soldier carried a dozen catties of good cloud soil, just helped him light a burned cigarette bubble, and he was put into the crucifer center before he had time to take a breath of the spirit.

In fact, he was already on the edge of the encirclement, but unfortunately, he had not encountered sniper tactics, and these bandits who had changed into the clothes of the mountain people were not conspicuous, but it was a pity that the actions of his own soldiers and serving his father made Meng Sanchun easily exposed to the sniper's gun. Before he had time to spit out a breath of smoke, he suddenly burst out of his chest * A bloody arrow, relaxed and a somewhat smug expression was fixed on his face, and the gunshots came at the same time as the dead body fell, and a group of pro-soldiers looked at the death of the boss in amazement, and the organic spirit was about to turn around and slip away, but he was also shot in the chest and abdomen, and went with the boss, but the remaining dozen or so pro-soldiers did not dare to move their steps, and simply took off their weapons and raised their hands to surrender. This kind of battle, which can't even see the face of the enemy, has made him extremely depressed, and he no longer has the confidence to fight, but they don't know that the snipers are even more depressed, the straight-line distance is already more than 500 meters, and the sniper position on the top of the mountain goes down the mountain to catch the prisoners, I'm afraid it will take a bag of cigarettes, and the other party is not a fool, you can't see it and run out long ago.

Finally, it was the sniper's turn to catch the prisoners, but they found that none of the four heads of their two groups could be surrendered, and they still had to ask the infantry company to send someone to receive the weapons and personnel, and the battle merits were not to be shared with others, but also learned about the feelings of others, after all, they couldn't manage these prisoners without help, and they lost a lot of money inside and out.