Chapter 8: The Cold Killer Who Walks on the Battlefield (Two More Collections Recommended)
"It's a test launch! Not good! At the moment when the rumbling and whistling and the cannonballs fell, a thought flashed through Wei Wuji's heart in an instant.
Wei Wuji, who was born in the military, understands too well what this concept means. Test firing at the target at the beginning of a massive artillery group is the most accurate and fastest way to determine and correct the initial shots.
Even a few decades later, in the high-tech era with laser ranging and artillery radar, test firing was abandoned by artillerymen, and even often used, let alone in such an era.
As for why the elements should be locked during the shelling, it is naturally for more accurate targeting, and it is also to save costs. Do you really think that cannonballs don't cost money, they are like lumps of dirt on the ground, and they can be scourged casually when they are picked up? The cost of a shell is enough to cost hundreds or even thousands of bullets.
"Get down!" The sound of gunfire instantly attracted Wei Wuji's attention. Although he could understand the grievance of being pressed and beaten, and he couldn't even take his head, now was really not the time to be impulsive.
In an instant, he couldn't think much of it, and braved the danger of artillery fire, rushed over, grabbed the impulsive soldier, and dragged him back to the hiding place.
"You kid is hot-blooded, you don't want to die, and you don't want to involve so many brothers." Veterans are afraid of guns, and recruits are afraid of artillery, this is the experience summed up from countless battlefield experiences.
The power of the cannonballs is indeed powerful, and it is not something that flesh and blood can match. However, it also has some practical drawbacks, that is, it can only attack a large area or immobile dead objects.
In this era when there is no precise guidance system, as long as you learn to dodge, the damage caused by shells will be reduced to the lowest controllable range. The structure of a cannonball may seem simple, but when it was made, it also cost some money, so naturally it is impossible to attack without limits all the time.
As long as you can dodge, hide until the shelling stops, and the guy in your hand will have the time to really show his power. War, after all, is still a confrontation between people.
"Brothers, the time has come to kill devils to defend their families and country. With the weapon in his hand, he gave the little devil a hard blow, and paid for the blood debt! "The moment the artillery fire stopped, the counterattack began.
In an instant, the gunfire was loud, and the non-stop shooting was desperately trying to stop the pace of the Japanese attack. Taking advantage of the moment of returning to the battle line, Wei Wuji cast his gaze. I saw that under the traction of many tanks, the Japanese troops with steel helmets and 38 big gayers all over the sky launched a fierce attack on the city wall.
Wei Wuji's eyes were unprecedentedly dignified, even if he was already mentally prepared. But when it comes to really facing it, the pressure is as heavy as a mountain. These Japanese soldiers are really not to be underestimated, not only are their marksmanship excellent, but it is extremely impossible to escape the shooting within a hundred paces. The combat quality is also extremely good, never walking in a straight line when running, and constantly changing the shape and orientation of the body, making it difficult to lock its shape.
A bullet from under the city wall almost flew past Wei Wuji. Years of training and battlefield experience, the excellent qualities cultivated made Wei Wuji's eyes squint for a moment, if there were people who were familiar with him, I am afraid they would understand that this kid was really serious.
Leaning over, pulling the bolt, and then pulling the trigger to shoot, these actions are all done in one go, but in the blink of an eye, it is as if after thousands of trainings, the gun and itself have become one.
"Not to mention, the lethality of this thing is really not to be underestimated." At the moment when the trigger was pulled and the bullet was disemboweled, Wei Wuji thought in his heart. As for the result of the shot, it was decided as early as the moment the bullet was disarmed. And the crisp gunshot, as well as his own use experience, also made Wei Wuji really face up to the Chinese version of 98K in his hand. At such a moment, this gun is the guarantee of his life.
As far as weapons and equipment are concerned, it is an indisputable fact that China is indeed backward under the background of the times at that time. But this does not mean that it is backward in an all-round way, at least in terms of firearms, this Chinese version of 98K is not inferior to the 38 big cover of the little Japanese devil. What is lacking is support for heavy weapons, such as heavy machine guns, rocket launchers, tanks, and airplanes.
"Congratulations to the host for successfully killing 1 enemy, with a weakening rate of 1 in 10 million. Merit points +10, luck points +1. The system's cold and merciless prompt sounded when Wei Wuji opened fire, and the bullet streaked through the air, hitting the protective helmet on the head of a Japanese soldier, shattering the head, and red and white objects splashed in all directions.
It took three years to bring together so many worlds in a way that Wei Wuji didn't understand or didn't know at all. Of course, it is not only for Wei Wuji to enhance his strength, but also for merit and luck.
The Golden Crow clan was born from chaos, and whether it was bloodline origin or strength, it was not inferior to other races. For example, the dragon and phoenix unicorn have reached a higher level of the life chain. But why is it so miserable for hundreds of millions of years, compared with the dragon and phoenix unicorn clan, the golden crow clan is really miserable.
There is no love and hate for no reason, and there is no incident for no reason, and there must be many reasons for today's situation. And the most important of them is that there is a supreme being who has made a move to cut off the luck of the Golden Crow clan.
Although the way of luck is invisible, it cannot be seen by ordinary eyes. However, for the importance of all things in the world, I am afraid that it is only second to life.
Let's use an analogy, if a person is lucky, no matter what he does, he will be extremely smooth, and his wishes will come true. When you look down halfway down, you can pick up dazzling gold and jewelry.
If your luck declines and you memorize the words, you will really fulfill the old saying, and you can choke to death if you drink saliva. When bad luck is at its peak, I am afraid that not only will everything go wrong, but it can really kill people. For example, walking on the street, a flower pot does not know which family's balcony falls from the high-rise building, and directly smashes the head.
Although it is a sin to kill people and stain blood, it can be done to protect the territory and the people, and occupy the righteousness. Of course, this does not mean that Wei Wuji can kill people indiscriminately, if he really kills and slaughters wantonly, it will not add ten points of merit, but ten points of sin. If there are too many sins, it will not only affect the mind, but also cause karmic fire. Sins are not clear, and karma does not stop.
"If I continue to fight like this, unless I truly incarnate the Great Rijin Crow now, I want to change the direction and outcome of a battle······" When the gunshots rang out, people fell, and they all died with headshots. Wei Wuji, who walked on the battlefield with a gun, was more like a ghost who couldn't see clearly, faithfully carrying out his mission as a sniper.
With every shot, an enemy falls in response. It's really the answer to the sentence: every bullet destroys an enemy······
However, as far as the true feelings in his heart are concerned, Wei Wuji does not feel any happiness. The art of war, shooting people and horses, capturing thieves and capturing kings, and the killing and wounding of ordinary soldiers alone cannot play a decisive role in changing the entire battle situation.
Those officers are really evil, are they so afraid of death? Hiding in a tank to attack, if you are so afraid of death, why go to the battlefield.
At the same time, Wei Wuji was really nostalgic in his heart, at this moment, if the high-tech essence sniper rifle that had accompanied him for nearly three years was in his hand, not to mention hiding in a tank, or hiding in a bunker cast of steel and cement, it was also knocked down one by one.
Being hit on the body or head by that kind of firearm is not like a three-eight big gay, just an eye. The powerful lethality is enough to shatter the whole person. Such an injury, Mo said that the current medical environment and technology, is the development of decades of unremitting efforts, and the medical environment is already extremely developed. The actual effect of a single bullet is as good as that of a shell.
"Something doesn't seem right." The actual commanders of the two divisions and regiments in charge of the siege strategy closely observed the situation on the battlefield through binoculars in their hands. Although with the lethality of Wei Wuji alone, it is only aimed at the entire vast battlefield, it is really weak and unnoticeable.
But under the observation of the telescope, there are soldiers falling one after another, looking at the arc reaction of the bullet, it should be a standard eyebrow bullet, then the situation is a little wrong.
"Sniper?" The two glanced at each other, and a trace of solemnity flashed in their eyes. None of them went out on the battlefield, they didn't understand anything, they only had a bloody stunned head, and they knew too well the effect of a sniper on the battlefield, that is, a ruthless killer walking on the battlefield. If you don't make a move, you will be stained with blood!
"Yanhuangdi, many heroes, with one enemy and a hundred people are not afraid. People are not cowardly, the enemy will be bloody, look at the blood of my Chinese man. The blood of a boy is self-heroic, and his pride runs through his chest and heart like iron. Carrying a golden knife in his hand, wearing a white jade jue, he is hungry for a beautiful chieftain, and thirsty for Rakshasa blood······ Men should kill people, and kill mercilessly. Immortal karma is all in killing. In the past, there were rich men, and they were righteous and promised. Killing is killing, and the body is lighter than a feather······" The guns rumbled, and on the battlefield where flesh and blood were flying, the low and impassioned chanting resounded through the battlefield in a way that was difficult for ordinary people to understand.
In addition to factors such as personnel and equipment, the more important point of the confrontation between the two armies lies in a momentum. The strong side can fight, and the weak side can retreat. Of course, the situation has reached the point where there is no way back.
Then we can only break the cauldron and fight against the water, and in the helpless situation of being unable to change the combat equipment, we can only infinitely improve the courage of the soldiers. With this full of blood and flesh and blood, we will cast an immortal monument of the national spirit, an eternal city that cannot be broken, attacked, and eroded even by years.