I saw that behind the broken wall of a private house in the distance, a devil was lying on the ground, and he secretly used a telescope to look at this side to observe.

However, this devil officer was very vigilant, he looked at it for a second or two, immediately retracted his body, and then waited for a while, and then secretly stuck out his head to look.

When Zhao Zilong saw it, his mouth pulled and he smiled.

"That's you." He muttered to himself, then aimed his gun at the devil.

"Brother, it's him, he should be a scout."

Wang Zhong didn't know where to find a pair of binoculars, he looked in the direction that Zhao Zilong's muzzle was pointing, and whispered beside the other party.

"Camp! Don't bother Brother Zhao. Wen Bin reminded beside him.

"You stinky boy, shut up!" Wang Zhong glared at Wen Bin dissatisfied.

Wen Bin was suddenly frightened and shrank back, stretched out his little tongue, and then quickly lay down.

When the head of the devil officer in the distance just stretched out, Zhao Zilong's right index finger suddenly hooked.

Bang!

The first gunshots rang out from the Zhonghua Gate position.

The sound of this gunshot is particularly crisp.

It also announced to the devils that the Chinese men issued the most powerful response to the invaders.

After the gunshot, Zhao Zilong saw through the binoculars that the devil officer was lying on the ground, and the head had a hole in it, and it was red and white.

"Well done!" Wang Zhong gave a thumbs up.

"Of course Brother Zhao can hit it." Wen Bin spit out.

Although he didn't see whether Zhao Zilong shot the devil officer or not, but looking at the confident look of the other party, he firmly believed in the other party's marksmanship.

When those devils saw that their officers were killed, they immediately held a three-eight cover and fought back.

Woohoo

For a while, there was a lot of gunfire.

Bullets whizzed towards the Zhonghua Gate.

However, because of the long distance, those bullets just flew over the heads of the national soldiers, venting the so-called anger of the devils.

Zhao Zilong saw that those devils were shooting aimlessly, but he would not be stupid enough to continue lying on the position, so he retracted and leaned against the pile of sandbags.

"Brother Zhao! How did you get a shot to kill that devil? Wen Bin leaned over and asked.

"Huh!" Zhao Zilong's mouth tugged, he smiled, he touched the other party's little head, and said, "Didn't I teach you before?" As long as you are calm and calm, don't think about anything when you see the target, just treat him as a big donggua, and you will naturally be able to hit. ”

"Oh! It turns out that the little devil is a big winter melon. Then I got it. Wang Bin smiled.

"The devil is near." At this time, the shouts of a national army were heard in the distance.

"I'm going to give it a try, too." Wen Bin immediately picked up the 38 big cover beside him.

Because in several battles, their 262nd Regiment captured more than 100 38 big covers, so the rifle equipment of their battalion is not uniform, except for the Zhongzheng rifle, which is the 38 big cover. Therefore, what gave Wang Zhong a headache was the bullet problem.

Fortunately, the Zhongzheng rifle can be applied to the Quartermaster Department of the National Army for replenishment, and there are not many bullets in the 38 big cover, and those guns that are out of bullet are similar to burning sticks.

As soon as the recruits entered the battlefield, not only was their marksmanship not good, but what gave Wang Zhong even more headache was that they fired indiscriminately, not saving bullets at all.

"Don't shoot indiscriminately, save bullets, it's all said that the devil is scouting." Seeing Wen Bin lifting the 38 big cover, Wang Zhong immediately stretched out his hand to stop it.

"I want to learn from Brother Zhao to shoot devils." Wen Bin muttered with some dissatisfaction.

"Let's talk about it when you learn to be as accurate as your big brother Zhao's marksmanship." Wang Zhong threw down a sentence, and then walked to the other side and told those company commanders and platoon commanders to keep an eye on their subordinates and not shoot indiscriminately.

"Hey!" Wen Bin only sighed, and he looked at Zhang Hu who was fiddling with the battle defense cannon in the distance.

He said with some envy and some discouragement: "Brother Zhao! Your marksmanship is good, and Brother Xiaohu's cannon is also accurate, so I'm useless. ”

"Xiaobin! Don't be discouraged, you can kill devils too. As long as you kill the devil, you can use any method. Zhao Zilong comforted, then picked up the Zhongzheng rifle again, turned around, and looked at the devil in the distance.

Through the binoculars, he saw that the devils were now obedient, and they were constantly crossing forward using cover, while the devils were running and shooting purposefully at the side of the position.

Devil fire reconnaissance is to use a small number of people to pretend to attack, so that the national army can return fire, so as to judge the firepower of the national army.

Zhao Zilong looked through the telescope again and saw that behind this group of devils, about a kilometer or two away, there were several devil officers looking through the binoculars.

He really wanted to knock out those devil officers, but after judging it, the wind was a little strong now, and the distance was indeed too far.

In the past, he was able to hit a few devils in one kilometer, and most of them relied on luck. Now more than a kilometer away, the temperature has changed a lot, so he has little confidence.

With a bang, a gunshot rang from the 264th Regiment next door.

Zhao Zilong looked through the telescope and saw a devil who was about to rush to the vicinity of the moat, close to about 400 meters, and fell down in response.

Then another gunshot rang out, and another devil fell.

"Good marksmanship." He whispered in his heart.

For ordinary soldiers, the bullets are simply wasted when shooting at targets with a neutral rifle of more than 200 meters, and it is by luck that they can hit the enemy.

Now two shots in a row hit the devil at a distance of 400 meters, which shows that such marksmanship is super accurate.

Now that the friendly army has such a good marksmanship, Zhao Zilong naturally has a feeling of sympathy.

"Brother Zhao! The people over there said they wanted to compete with you. At this time, Zhang Long walked over.

He pointed to the position of the 264th Regiment on the left and said: "Just now they had a standard-bearer, and he told me in the flag language that when they saw you kill a devil officer here, they wanted to compete with you to see who killed more devils." ”

"Brother Zhao, compare and compare, you will definitely be able to win!" On the side, Wen Bin immediately agitated.

"Good!" Zhao Zilong raised his eyebrows and immediately responded.

Now that he has met his peers, of course his hands are a little itchy.

Bang!

There was another gunshot, but Zhao Zilong saw that the other party's shot did not hit the devil, because the devil reacted quickly and hid all of a sudden.

Although those devils were closer than 300 meters, they were more careful, so even if the gunner here was accurate, they might not be able to hit every shot.

About a small detachment of devils were killed by the gunners of the 264th regiment of the national army, and there were more than ten devils left, who continued to charge alternately to this side, testing the firepower of the national army.

Moreover, the bullets of the devils are not vegetarians, they are now close, and under the cover of a crooked machine gun, the bullets hit the sandbags, and the sound of fluttering made everyone unable to raise their heads all of a sudden.