"The large-caliber pistol?"

Running his fingers over the burn marks left by the bullets and looking at the tragic state of the carriage in front of him, Matsuda recalled the scene of the battle with the attackers not long ago.

During the 10-minute engagement, the attackers used a total of two types of firearms.

One is two identical submachine guns, which are not of large caliber, less powerful and do not penetrate well. However, the speed of fire and the sustained firepower were what he had seen in his life, and the super firepower combined with the dense formation of the group of second-line division grooms, the attackers could almost easily suppress the counterattack fire of the two squads with two guns.

The other was a super-caliber, super-powerful pistol, which looked like a revolver, and when the attacker exposed the gun, he observed it very clearly. This gun was also an important factor in the attacker's ability to delay the fight for ten minutes, even more so than the two submachine guns with superior firepower.

Although the fierceness of the firepower of the two submachine guns really surprised him, and the continuous firepower was even more terrifying, continuous dense fire for several minutes, during which there was no jamming, and there was no need to worry about the barrel overheating, but no matter how ferocious the firepower was, as long as it missed, it was in vain.

As long as you hide behind the military carriage and protect your limbs, with the power of a submachine gun, you can easily ensure safety.

But not in the face of this revolver.

Because the power of this gun is so great, so big that almost all of their bunkers fail, whether it is a heavy carriage bunker with bulletproof steel plates, or a naturally super-thick boulder bunker, as long as it is hit, it is certain death.

And it's the kind of dead without a body.

What made him even more strange was that the attacker did not show up to aim throughout the battle, but the accuracy was terrifying, especially the high-powered revolver, as long as the pistol appeared, it would inevitably represent the death of an imperial soldier.

How, exactly?

He couldn't figure it out.

Confused, he walked towards the pile of rubble.

"Dazuo, the casualty report is out" At this time, a detachment leader walked up to him and saluted.

"Nian" Yoji Matsuda stopped, looked around, and then lowered his head to look at the squad leader in front of him, who was one of the squad leaders under his team.

"Our team lost 20 people killed and 17 wounded, including 5 seriously injured and 12 lightly injured, and 8 cars were damaged, all of which could be repaired, and there was no loss of materials for the car team."

After saying this, the team leader paused, changed his tone and continued.

"The pack horse team lost 52 people and injured 41 people, of which 20 were seriously injured and 21 were slightly injured, 15 carriages were lost, and only 15 pack horses remained"

"Total casualties 130 people"

The two squads have a total of 190 people.

"One person, seventy percent casualties," Yoji Matsuda muttered these two words silently, shaking his head incredulously.

Even if it was already a fact, even if it was happening right in front of his eyes, he still felt unbelievable.

One person dared to attack a transport team, and even fought against three full squads, and the final result was 1 to 130.

He was sure that as soon as his war report was reported, eighty percent would be forcibly discharged and then thrown into a psychiatric hospital.

There really are such strong people in the world.

Shaking his head and thinking back to the details of the whole battle, Yoji Matsuda was still immersed in the incredulous.

At the beginning of the attack, the attackers fired more than 100 rounds, causing more than 40 casualties, and during this period, they also faced intensive counterattack fire, although this accuracy was appalling, but there were still a few of the millions of soldiers in the empire who could do it.

In three minutes, under the eyes of dozens of people, from the front to the north side of the rear, there are only two possibilities to do this. One is swaggering past the side of the road, and the other is going around the ravine 700 meters from the road.

The former will face the vigilance of their own squad and will also pass through the range of the machine guns in the car team, while the latter will travel about 3 kilometers.

This was something he couldn't figure out, and he wouldn't be surprised if it was the pack horse squad that was on guard that something like this happened, after all, it was common for these horsemen to be blind, but it was his own squad that was in charge of guarding at the time, and he didn't believe that his elite who crawled out of the pile of dead people on the front line would make such a mistake.

Can anyone really run three kilometers in three minutes? Thinking of the extreme speed displayed by the attacker as he moved between the various stone bunkers, he suddenly thought that this was really possible.

Only, will anyone believe it?

There are also two submachine guns to shoot for dozens of minutes, he deeply understands the recoil of the submachine gun, and the fire rate of the opponent's gun is so amazing, the recoil must be beyond imagination, so it can continue to shoot with a gun for more than ten minutes, what kind of physical strength should it be.

It's just that no one will believe it.

Could it be that this is the legendary martial arts master in the ancient Republic of China? Like the Empire's Ninja Ninjutsu?

There are 400 million people in the Republic of China, if there are more such people, then the empire...

Thinking of this, Yoji Matsuda, whose thoughts were flying, suddenly shuddered again...

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In the mountains of the Double Camel Valley, the four companies of the 733rd Regiment, which were originally responsible for the ambush, had all been combined here at this time, and all of them were holding down the brims of their hats at this moment and prostrate to dodge.

"Regiment commander, the devils have ceased fire, it seems that this unknown friendly army has been annihilated, can we still fight?" Although the words were inquiring, Zhou Fan, the commander of the first company of the second battalion, rubbed his hands, his white teeth were exposed, and his face was full of excitement.

After hearing the gunshots, Zhang Lianshun immediately sent a reconnaissance team, a few kilometers away The reconnaissance team only took ten minutes to go back and forth, but the reconnaissance team probed just when Luo Yun stopped shooting, so Zhang Lianshun originally planned to retreat, after all, the devils who encountered the attack must be more cautious, and it was unrealistic to attack again.

But in the face of the dense gunfire that followed, it aroused his strong interest, so he personally led the reconnaissance team, and this reconnaissance found that when the devil was exchanging fire with the unknown team, he also found the corpses of the devil all over the ground in the transport team, Zhang Lianshun, who had accurate combat instinct, decisively ordered the ambush team to assemble, and even called someone to notify the pistol commando team to rush over.

"The devil is probably beaten, and I don't know who did it, but the combat effectiveness is so powerful"

Inserted the pipe into his waist, took out the shell gun on his waist, pulled the bolt, and the bullet was loaded, and then Zhang Lianshun's tone gradually became gloomy.

"As soon as the war fell, if you don't make sure that the battlefield is safe as soon as possible, you will start repairing on the spot, and the devils really think this is their territory?"

"I don't even do proliferation detection, and I don't have a secret sentinel"

"Hmph"

"This pie that fell from the sky, I'm sorry God if I don't eat the fat meat that reaches my mouth"

"Don't wait for the pistol commandos, set up positions with light machine guns, fire at full speed as soon as the attack is launched, and the rest of the people will all take bayonets, and strive to solve the battle within ten minutes"

Saying this, he suddenly paused and called a communications soldier.

"Go and inform the pistol commandos to support the front to block the devils who came out to greet Wanping City, and inform them that they must bite the devils for an hour"

"Rush with me" shouted out as he said the next sentence, and more than 800 people from 4 companies of the 733rd Regiment rushed towards the transport team with heavy casualties.