Chapter 42, Cold Cannon Movement
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"Bell!" The armor-piercing bullet easily tore through the armor behind the turret of Jiusi Douding, and the bullet entered it, killing the machine gunner in an instant, and the machine gun of Jiusi Douding immediately stopped.
The driver, who was located in the front right, did not yet know that the machine gunner was dead and continued to drive the tank. A second armor-piercing bullet followed, piercing a hole in the thin sheet of iron, and the shattering bullet formed a stray bullet that wounded the driver, who realized that something was wrong, but it was too late.
Song Huai emptied all the 5 armor-piercing bullets in the gun, and the bean Ding stopped in place, and the machine gun stopped sounding.
The Japanese soldiers who followed behind didn't know what was going on, and when they were about to approach and open the hatch at the back, they found that there were five more bullet holes in the back of Xiaodouding, and judging from the size of the bullet holes, it should have been pierced by bullets.
"In the back, there are anti-tank rifles." The Japanese soldier shouted.
"It's been discovered." Wang Yue, who had been observing the movements of the Japanese army, said, "But I don't know where we are, I only know that there are people behind us." ”
"Hehe, we are 800 meters away (I suddenly thought of a stalk: 800 miles away, the captain of the devil was shot down)." Song Huai laughed, his hand had already loaded the magazine, pulled the bolt, and the bullet was loaded. This time it was just ordinary bullets, and against soft targets, it would be too wasteful to use armor-piercing bullets, and there were not many armor-piercing bullets.
As he pulled the trigger, the powerful 7.62mm bullets knocked out the Japanese soldiers one by one.
The first to hit with the rank, there is a squad leader here, the rank of second lieutenant, send him a shot.
Then there are the machine gunners and grenadiers, all of whom are the most threatening targets.
In an instant, the heavy firepower of the Japanese army was completely dumbfounded, which relieved the ambushed guerrillas and seized the opportunity to attack.
On the other side, on an ambush position, there were 160 dead who could shoot, and they still had a numerical advantage over a small group of Japanese troops, but this advantage could turn into a disadvantage at any time.
However, then the Japanese tanks suddenly stopped firing in place, and then the machine guns and grenadiers all stopped, and suddenly, their pressure was greatly reduced. However, these abnormal behaviors of the Japanese army made them a little ignorant and wondered if this was a trick of the Japanese army.
Immediately afterwards, it was discovered that some Japanese troops were suddenly alerting the rear, and only then did they react, and then they were attacked from behind.
"I don't know which team it is, but I want to thank them." said the leader of the guerrilla detachment.
"But I don't see where they are?" A guerrilla next to the captain walked past the Japanese and looked behind them, but found nothing.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a bullet pierced the head of the soldier who was in this probe, and the crimson blood instantly stained the cloth hat on his head.
"Iron eggs, iron eggs, little devils, **** your ancestors." The captain was beaten to death in front of him, and he was immediately furious.
On the Japanese side, the reaction was instantaneous, and although the squad leader was killed, Cao Chang immediately took over the command position.
"There's a sniper in the back, pay attention, keep moving." Cao Chang shouted, he chose to ignore the snipers in the back, after all, there was only one sniper, and there were more than 100 guerrillas in front, which was their great enemy.
The Japanese ignored the snipers, but that didn't mean the snipers would let them go.
Another Japanese soldier was put into the crosshairs, and as Song Huai pulled the trigger, the **** bullet flew for nearly a second, passed through the equipment behind a Japanese soldier, drilled into his heart, and killed him instantly.
The other Japanese troops did not care about this at all and continued to attack, trying to bulldoze the guerrillas.
Cao Chang's idea is very simple, the sniper can only hit one at a time, and the opposite side has light and heavy firepower, which obviously seems to be the greatest threat, and the guerrillas are in the forest, once they rush into the forest, they can get rid of the sniper's field of vision.
The idea is very good, but unfortunately the reality is cruel, Song Huai, who is equipped with a high-precision sniper, can kill 0.8 Japanese soldiers with an average of 0.8 bullets, which means that ten shots can hit eight shots. With a distance of more than 800 meters and nearly 900 meters, such a hit is very high.
There were only more than 50 Japanese soldiers in a team, and Song Huai then ran out of three magazines and hit 12 Japanese soldiers, and the bullets were all hit in the back of the heart.
When Cao Chang found that the firepower of his gang had dropped greatly, he looked back, and suddenly there were more than a dozen people missing, and found that there were only about 20 people left, and he was immediately shocked, and he didn't dare to entangle, if it continued like this, they would all be put here by that sniper.
"Beep beep ~ ~" Cao Chang blew his whistle and shouted, "Retreat, retreat." ”
"Oops, I want to run!" When Song Huai saw these Japanese soldiers retreating step by step, he knew that they wanted to escape. In his eyes, these are all oceans, how can it be so easy for them to leave.
"Chirp!"
The sound of silence that had entered the silencer sounded, and the bullet rotated in the direction of the rifling and flew towards that Cao Chang, who his movements were obvious, and he couldn't blow the whistle with his head down, and raised his head high, was he afraid that people would not be able to find out.
The bullet swished, hitting Cao Chang's neck, and in an instant, most of his neck turned into a blood mist with the impact of the bullet, and under high pressure, the blood in the veins was like a fountain, spraying outward, pouring the Japanese soldiers next to him, as if they had come out of the pool of blood alive. That Cao Chang only has a little skin left on his neck to connect his head to his body, and if the bullet is a little more ruthless, it is estimated that his head will be cut off directly.
"You shot it accurately, and it went straight to the neck." Wang Yue said with some amazement.
"Well, I was aiming at the chest, but he suddenly shrank and hit him in the neck, I thought this shot was going to fly." Song Huai said with a little embarrassment.
"That's nothing, it's good if you hit, this should be the rank of sergeant, 8 oceans, and the previous squad leader and second lieutenant, 16 oceans, and so many small soldiers,, you have a lot more than me a day." Wang Yue exclaimed, "It's a pity that I'm not a sniper. ”
"Haha, you can go back and be a sniper." Song Huai said with a smile.
"Don't talk about it, the devil is running out." Wang Yue reminded.
"Ah, my ocean." Song Huai hurriedly aimed at the Japanese army, and quickly shot out the bullets that had been clipped, and the remaining four bullets hit two shots, and the two Japanese soldiers fell to the ground, their hearts were bleeding, and the two of them died.
There were still a dozen or so Japanese soldiers, led by a commander, who fled along the road, not afraid of the guerrillas, but of the sniper who hid in the shadows like a poisonous snake.
Win!
Seeing that the remaining Japanese troops had fled, the captain of the guerrillas had no heart to chase them, and he didn't want to add extra casualties, because he knew very well that this time he could win the Japanese army with very few casualties, completely because someone put cold guns in the back of the Japanese army, and at least half of these Japanese troops were eliminated by the other side.
"I wonder who's helping us?" The guerrillas muttered to him, and when he was cleaning up the battlefield, he found that most of the Japanese soldiers were shot in the back, and only a small part of the Japanese soldiers were killed head-on, and more were shot in the back. Even the tank, with five bullet holes in the back, the occupants inside were killed, they were killed by bullets, and it can be seen that there are no traces of explosion.
"What kind of gun is this, even the devil's tank can penetrate it." A soldier looked at the bullet hole and was shocked.
"Did you find each other?" Asked.
"I looked around, a radius of 500 meters, and I didn't find anything." A few of the people who were sent out came back from a round of searching.
"I guess it's gone, let's clean up the battlefield and leave." The captain sighed, the other party didn't want to show his true face, and he couldn't help it.
This time they ambushed a transport team, and the three vehicles were loaded with some cold equipment.
Unbeknownst to them, however, more than 800 meters away, two pairs of eyes were staring at them.
"It's all wishful thinking that they still want to find us." Song Huai said with a little disdain.
"Don't look at it, let's go." Wang Yue greeted. The two slowly retreated from the hillside, clearing the traces.
In addition to the cold gun, the cold gun is also added to the mix. 40 rocket launchers, 60 mortars, 82 recoilless guns, modified T-34-105 self-propelled guns, and 107 rocket launchers are not far behind, and even the T-34-130 self-propelled guns, which have only been modified to six pieces, have been pulled out, which is called test performance.
After a burst of black guns, the Japanese soldiers were frightened and went out cautiously. This cold-gun movement cleared the Japanese troops in the field and ensured the safety of these self-propelled guns.
A T-34-105 was parked in the sparse woods, with a camouflage net, the muzzle of the black hole pointed at the sky, and a high-explosive shell was already on standby in the chamber, ready to fly out at any moment.
"What's the matter, Lao Huang hasn't heard any news yet?" The commander leaned on the thick barrel and said with some boredom.
"Not yet, the radio can't be connected for the time being." The Messenger shook his head.
"This old Huang, really, what kind of radio silence is you doing." The gunner pulled the gun rope and waited impatiently.
"Yes, yes, yes." The communications soldier suddenly said quickly, "Hey, old Huang?" ”
"It's me, fast, coordinates xxx, xxx three rapid shots, and I'll leave without hitting the devil." Lao Huang's voice was a little anxious.
"Oh oh, hurry up, coordinates xxx, xxx three shots." The communications soldier shouted out the coordinates of Lao Huangbao.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry." The commander jumped off the barrel of the gun.
The squad immediately rioted, and the gunners began to calibrate Zhu Yuan, the barrel of the gun deviated a little to the right, and then took a few steps back and stood away, pulling the gun rope violently.
"Boom!" Flames erupted from the muzzle, the barrel retreated, the body shook, and the projectile flew out.
The loader stepped forward, neatly opened the bolt and withdrew the cartridge case, while the other loader quickly shoved a shell into it and closed the bolt in less than four seconds.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The sound of cannonballs, which were more than three seconds apart, sent the shells into the sky.
Lao Huang was lying in the thatched bushes on the top of the mountain, holding a telescope, and slowly drove to stare at the Japanese army, there was a squadron of people.
Now the Japanese army is frightened by cold guns, and they go out with at least one squad and a squadron on a long journey. (To be continued.) )