Fang Buwei was even short of breath, quickly threw down the binoculars, and raised the sniper rifle.

At this time, the devil officer had already got into the chariot and covered the roof.

But Fang Buwei was not in a hurry at all.

The goggles of the armored vehicle had to be poked out to see what was going on outside. With such a heavy rain, it is impossible for an officer to take a look at it and wipe the lookout glasses once, right?

Not to mention extremely troublesome, it is also easy to lose fighters.

Sure enough, within two minutes of the devil officer's drilling, he came out again, with an extra telescope in his hand.

The officer leaned half of his body on the roof of the armored car, pulled up the hat of his raincoat and covered it over the telescope.

Fang Buwei quickly moved the muzzle of his gun, aimed it at the officer's head, and then held his breath.

He was waiting for the moment when the officer put down the binoculars.

The effective range of the Ying-77 is a thousand meters, but this is theoretical data.

Most sniper rifles in World War II had an optimal range of only about 600 meters, including the most advanced U.S. Army Springfield sniper rifles.

And the distance between Fang Buwei and the devil officer is at least about 500 meters, and he wants to keep as much aiming area as possible when he shoots, so as not to hit the target after the bullet drifts a little.

I don't know what I saw, but the officer turned his head sideways and shouted to the right, leaving his whole head right out of the telescope.

Fang Buwei pulled the trigger without hesitation.

There was a loud bang, and a line of fire shot out of the muzzle.

Fang Buwei held the butt of the gun tightly, pulled the bolt quickly with his left hand, pulled the trigger with his right hand, and the second bullet shot out again.

After the second gunshot, Fang Buwei saw from the scope that a ball of blood appeared on the temple of the devil officer.

The speed at which Fang Buwei fired the gun was even shorter than the time it took for a bullet to fly 500 meters.

Half a second later, at most, another blood flower appeared.

The officer slumped on the roof of the armored car.

Fang Buwei clenched his fists hard.

Hit, and it was a two-shot shot.

Although he was excited in his heart, Fang Buwei's movements did not pause at all, he pulled the bolt again and pulled the trigger again.

This shot hit the head of the devil officer, and Fang Buwei saw clearly that half of the devil's brain was taken away.

At this time, the soldiers around the armored car found out that the commander had been shot in the head and immediately pounced.

Fang Bu moaned in excitement.

It's definitely the Supreme Commander who didn't run.

He pressed the butt of the gun tightly with his neck and shoulders, pulled the trigger with one hand, and pulled the bolt with the other hand, and every time a gun rang out, a devil would fall to the ground.

It didn't take ten seconds for Fang Buwei to finish ten rounds.

There are already eight devils lying down.

This is still the speed on the premise that he tries to ask for one shot at a time, otherwise it can be faster.

This is the hand speed that I practiced after being single for almost 30 years in my last life.

For the speed of his hands, Fang Buwei is not surprised at all.

In his previous life, he had seen a video posted by a firearms enthusiast: with the Ying 77 rifle, ten rounds of ammunition only took six and a half seconds.

And that's just for enthusiasts, speed is for professional rapid-fire athletes, and it will only take five seconds at most.

Fang Buwei threw the empty gun, landed on all fours, like a beast, flew to the position between the two windows, and set up the gun again.

Guan Dashan took the rifle, pulled out the two empty magazines, and inserted the full magazines into it.

He chose another window to set up his gun, and the two sappers were loading the empty magazine as fast as they could.

Fang Buwei pulled the trigger again, and at this time, he heard Wu Qiujian's roar: "Sniper......"

Fang Buwei's gunfire was an order, and when he heard the gunshot, Wu Qiujian would order the other dozen gunmen to shoot.

More than a dozen windows were sparkling at the same time, and the devil's artillery could only pick one at random and open fire.

At this time, the devils have become a swarm, and they are all drilling behind the armored vehicles.

There were already more than a dozen lying on the ground, and a few of them were not dead, and they were crawling under the armored car.

Fang is not too lazy to make up for the gun, only picks up the fresh one.

By the time he finished firing the bullets in the second gun, there were basically no living devils in the shooting range.

The devil's reaction was too fast.

Fang Buwei threw the gun to the two sappers, and said to Guan Dashan as he moved: "Take the telescope and find it for me, see if you can find the commander of the devil......

Guan Dashan answered, bent his waist, quickly climbed to the window, and picked up the binoculars.

When the other party did not climb to the middle window, several Japanese infantry guns were already adjusting the speed of the muzzle.

Fang Buwei sneered and aimed at the observation hole of the infantry gun.

Since he could aim at the head of the Japanese commander, at the same distance, he could naturally aim at the face of the artilleryman peeking out of the observation hole.

At the same time that Fang Buwei pulled the trigger, Yi Jing's mortar also sounded.

With three "bangs", the shell was fired almost at the same time and flew towards the Japanese army.

Three "bang, bang, bang" sounds, and three shells exploded behind the devil's armored car.

A group of devils were blown up on their backs.

These three cannons were test guns, and Yi Jing didn't want to waste shells, so he deliberately extended the firing range a little.

The earth-shattering cannon sounded as if the other party did not have the slightest effect.

He was focused on the artillerymen.

In order to pursue the speed of shooting, Fang Buwei had no way to judge whether there was someone behind the observation hole and which one was no, so he just took the roll call of six infantry guns one by one, and two shots at one observation port.

When Fang Buwei finished the last bullet in the gun, he subconsciously aimed the muzzle of the gun at the last infantry gun, but he found that this gun was adjusting the muzzle and aiming in the direction of himself.

"Run, ......" Fang Buwei yelled, rolled over with the gun, grabbed the light machine gun with his other hand, and ran towards the hole that was blown up.

Guan Dashan's reaction was not slow, grabbed the sniper rifle from another window, and followed with a rolling belt.

It was all confessed, and two sappers followed closely behind with a bullet box.

The last sapper had just pounced into the hole, and with a "whoosh", a cannonball flew into the window that Fang Buwei had just climbed through and hit the back wall.

With a "bang", brick and stone fragments and shrapnel flew everywhere, and the room seemed to rain bullets.

After the explosion passed, Fang Buwei quickly raised his head and glanced at it.

The back wall of the room was mostly blown up.

"Let's go, transfer!" Fang Buwei got up quickly and yelled loudly.

"Zhao Yongyuan, Zhao Yongyuan......" A sapper called out to his companion, but his companion did not react at all.

Fang Buwei's face darkened.

Although the smoke and dust were heavy, he could still see that the sapper who finally threw himself into the cave had been hit on the back of his head by something, and his brain was out.

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