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"Boom, boom, boom......"

The sniper 98k bullet accurately hit the 90 shells of a small steel cannon, and the explosion caused a chain reaction, and the continuous explosion of the earth shaking the mountains shook the sunset, and the sound of the explosion covered all the screams and exclamations, and the smoke filled the entire mountain.

The effect of this shot is better than the explosion effect of the grenadier canister in the face of the Japanese squad, the devil brigade is all concentrated in front of the minefield, the team is too concentrated, and the lethality of the serial explosion is even better than the fat man expected......

50 grenadier shells, 70-caliber shells of Type 92 infantry guns, 90-caliber shells of Type 97 mortars (small steel cannons), individual explosive packets, grenades, shells exploded and flew off the shells, and then exploded, and within a radius of 100 meters, they exploded together with the buried mines.

"This, this kid has done it, it's too capable, too capable!" Commander Ma watched the thousands of devils drowned in the continuous explosions, and was so excited that he was incoherent. In the old third regiment base area before, a hard-fought battle, he had more than 3,000 people in a regiment, three to one, and he was stunned that he couldn't destroy a brigade of devils, and in the end, the brother troops arrived in time, and the two regiments had a five-to-one advantage to eat a brigade of devils, with nearly 1,000 casualties.

The fat man alone caused a brigade of devils to suffer heavy casualties, this guy is really the person that the head of his horse has a crush on, and he can top a regimental envoy!

Battalion Commander Zhang blushed, he didn't because the fat man almost killed a devil brigade with one shot, but put himself in the position of the fat man, within three hundred meters he was sure that one shot would detonate the devil artillery shell, six hundred meters away, he thought he couldn't do it, the sniper 98k sent to him by the German instructor exerted his maximum ability in the fat man's hands, this gun, he felt that he could no longer get it back.

"Huh!" Wang Yi's face was full of dissatisfaction, and he had to admit that this dead fat man saved everyone with one shot, and when he saw the eager gaze of Commander Ma, he suddenly felt a little afraid, if this dead fat man joined the Eighth Route Army, he would not have to harass her every day!

The fat man lay in the grass and used a telescope to check the results of a shot, although the continuous explosion looked powerful, it was also heavy weapons and equipment such as artillery and grenadiers that were overturned, and the devil's infantry suffered less than half of the casualties, and there were still half of them who could fight.

"Sappers, the artillery is finished, look at you entering the fat man's minefield like this." The fat man sneered, but he and the dozen or so people behind him didn't have the guts to provoke half a brigade of devils, the hero didn't suffer the immediate loss, and the purpose of bombing the devil's artillery had been achieved, and the fat man decided to take the thirty-six plan as the upper plan and slipped away.

"Da Da Da ......"

As soon as the fat man showed his head, the devil's heavy machine gun seemed to take revenge, and he shot desperately at the expense of bullets, although there was a distance of 600 meters, the fire net crossed by six heavy machine guns was also unbearable for the fat man, this time the unlucky fat man only ran two steps, and was shot in the thigh, and the bullet lifted off a piece of flesh, and the pain in the heart made his body fall heavily in the grass again.

With the experience of the fat man's "resurrection" last time, the head of the horse group was not in a hurry at all, he looked at the fat man from the telescope with a smile, anyway, the devil's cannon is all finished, there is no long-range coverage of artillery, there is no threat to them, the distance of nearly a thousand meters, there is a minefield in the middle, the devil does not dare to rush forward, so far away without passing through the telescope, it is difficult to see people, let alone shooting.

"This kid is so shameless, and he is pretending to be dead!" Captain Ma scolded with a smile.

"This is the usual trick of the dead fat man, very insidious!" Wang Yi has the most say in this dead fat man, when he killed the Japanese puppet army outside the city in order not to shoot, he would rather use her body as bait, this kind of bad tactic that is so bad that it leaks pus, and only this insidious fat man will use it.

The soldiers present all nodded, they had all seen the methods of the fat yin devil squad in the woods, deliberately showing weakness to the enemy, so that the devil could catch up and stumble, and the insidious coefficient was absolutely off the charts.

Battalion Commander Zhang nodded, and he was even more deeply touched, when he was knocked unconscious by the fat man for the first time, he understood the insidiousness of the fat man.

Everyone watched the play collectively, as if they had formed a tacit understanding, and no one went to save the fat man.

It was only after a while that the fat man still did not come back, and the head of the horse looked at the fat man lying on his back in the grass through a telescope, and only when he saw the bright red blood stains on the fat man's trouser tube did he understand the seriousness of the problem.

"I'll go." Battalion Commander Zhang also saw the blood stains on the fat man's trouser tube, the man had already jumped out of the trench, and in order to avoid machine gun fire, he trotted out of the cat's waist, came to the vicinity of the fat man's position, and saw the fat man's injury at a glance, and the fat man was holding a weed in the corner of his mouth, looking at the sky in a daze.

"Are you alright?" Battalion Commander Zhang asked.

The bullet took away a piece of flesh on the fat man's leg, but it was a slight wound, but at the moment, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the sky was already dark, so I couldn't see whether the injury was serious or not, in fact, as long as the fat man endured the pain, it didn't even affect walking.

But Battalion Commander Zhang couldn't see clearly, and when the fat man was shot in the leg, he couldn't walk anymore, and hesitated, he might be able to return unharmed alone, but with a person on his back, he didn't have the ability to escape from the barrage composed of the devil's heavy machine gun fire network.

"Nonsense, didn't you see that the fat man was injured?" The fat man rolled his eyes, he originally wanted to rest, wait for his strength to recover, and wait for the evening to come, and it was easy to escape the fire network composed of six machine guns.

If it weren't for his lack of physical strength, he wouldn't have been shot, the fat man just waited for it to get dark and went back by himself, but the "rival in love" came, and he naturally started Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, so he said: "The fat man's legs can't move, carry it." ”

"Okay, but when it gets a little darker, I'll carry you on my back, and it won't be a problem to escape the fire network composed of devil heavy machine guns." Where did Camp Commander Zhang think that the fat man would yin him at such a time.

The fat man said "um", closed his eyes and took a nap, but the words of Camp Commander Zhang came to his ears again.

"My division is about to leave for Shanghai, this sniper 98k was given to me by my German instructor, I once swore to drink the blood of the invaders with this gun, and now since it is in your hands, I don't want to take it back, you can use it better than me, I just want to ask you for one thing, I hope you can promise me."

"You say." The fat man was stunned in his heart, the current time is not long after the July 7 Incident, at the beginning of the second cooperation between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, when the Eighth Route Army was just established and the Battle of Songhu officially began.

"Brother, do you want to participate in the **, I will introduce you, and our division commander will definitely give you a position no less than that of the battalion commander." Battalion Commander Zhang said.

“**？” The fat man was stunned again.

"Yes, I am Zhang Liguo, commander of the Special Service Battalion of the 37th Division of the National Revolutionary Army." Battalion Commander Zhang said.

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