He Jiaming was about three hundred meters away from the city gate at this time, he adjusted the ruler, then looked for a favorable terrain, and directly aimed at the direction of the city gate.

Two Japanese soldiers on the left and one on the right, the one on the left was blocked by the civilians, he aimed at the Japanese soldier on the right, adjusting his breathing, this time he aimed at the torso position.

It is easier to hit the torso from a distance, and although the Type 38 rifle has strong penetration, it is a close-range situation.

If it is at about 400 hundred meters, its kinetic energy is greatly weakened, and once it enters the human body, the warhead will roll up, causing greater lethality.

He Jiaming did not directly choose a distance of 400 meters, not because he was not confident in his marksmanship, but because he left enough space for himself to retreat, and he had to constantly adjust his position to avoid the attack of the grenadiers.

"Bang......" The gun rang out, the bullet flew out of the chamber, and in less than a second, the devil soldier on the right side of the city gate had blood flowers blooming on his chest, and his body fell backwards with the impact of the bullet.

The Japanese soldiers on the left instantly fell down, and the people at the gate of the city were stunned, and then they all screamed and dispersed.

At this time, He Jiaming took the time to press the bullet into the magazine again, loaded it again, and slowly aimed at the lying soldier.

The muzzle of the other party's gun is not pointed directly at him, after all, listening to the sound and identifying the position is only an approximate direction, and it is impossible to find oneself.

This time, after He Jiaming aimed slightly, he directly pulled the trigger and "bang......"

The devil soldier tilted his head and died directly.

He Jiaming didn't move, reloaded another bullet, and then waited silently.

The people were gone, but the rest of the Japanese army did not appear immediately, but waited for more than ten minutes before seeing a group of Japanese soldiers pouring out.

The captain of his detachment ran out with six riflemen, and the city tower set up machine guns, which made He Jiaming frown.

Six riflemen were half-kneeling on the ground, their guns pointed in different directions, while the detachment leader went to examine the bodies of the fallen soldiers.

If He Jiaming shoots the riflemen at this time, it will immediately attract machine gun fire, and those riflemen will also judge the precise direction in which he is hiding.

Raising the muzzle of the gun slightly, He Jiaming aimed at the main shooter of the machine gun on the city tower.

The threat of machine guns is greater, especially now that it is low and high, and there is the cover of the wall battlement, He Jiaming can see the head of the main shooter, but now it is not a straight line, but a diagonal line, and the distance has increased.

When you look at it this way, it seems to be only the size of a palm, but it is still within the effective range, even the best range.

And the existence of the wall battlement also marks the position of the opponent's head!

He Jiaming stabilized his breathing, put his right index finger on the trigger, and kept his body still.

"Bang ......"

The steel helmet of the "......" main shooter was pierced, with a muffled sound, and then his body was crooked, and he fell down with a machine gun.

The riflemen under the "bang ......" instantly heard the sound, because it was daytime, and the gun flame could not be seen, but the general direction had been determined, and the rifleman who was responsible for observing He Jiaming's direction fired directly.

The others immediately turned their guns towards He Jiaming.

The sub-shooter on the tower of the city gate re-set up his machine gun, aimed "da-da......" in the direction of He Jiaming, and began to shoot.

It's just that they still haven't accurately determined He Jiaming's location, after all, He Jiaming is hiding in the woods, and after He Jiaming shoots, his body is directly attached to the ground, and the slightly raised dirt bag covers his figure.

Crawling back, He Jiaming moved back little by little.

Staying in place to test marksmanship, that is looking for death, He Jiaming doesn't think that the enemy's marksmanship is not good, in addition, they also have grenadiers!

It's just that now I can't be more sure of my position, the machine gun and the rifle are all testing, once He Jiaming is exposed, then the grenadier will be fired immediately.

The Japanese army is no stranger to snipers, and shelling is the most effective against snipers in addition to the same snipers.

He Jiaming thought very clearly, he didn't need to eliminate the devils of this detachment now, he had three days, of course, whether there would be any changes in it, it was unknown.

Just to see how the system is, so he patiently retreated.

It's just that he has patience, but the devil doesn't.

After firing indiscriminately, the enemy was not found, and the detachment leader immediately ordered, "Assault!" ”

Then, with six riflemen, he rushed over, He Jiaming was stunned at first, but he didn't disrupt his rhythm, and still slowly retreated backwards.

He knew that the machine gun was still staring at this side, and the grenadier was not yet powerful!

He can't mess up because of the other party's charge, and five years of army life and training have made him keep a lot of things firmly in his soul.

The training of soldiers is to repeat and repeat and repeat every day, firmly remember all the techniques and tactics, and become their own instinctive reaction.

In He Jiaming's view, his five-year experience as a soldier is more important than He Ergou's marksmanship.

The Japanese were more than 300 meters away from the grove, and although their charge was fast, they did not seem to be doing their best, and after two minutes they stopped at the edge.

At this time, He Jiaming looked up slightly, and the straight-line distance from the county seat was more than four hundred meters, and at the same time, the trees in the woods became his natural shelter.

It's time!

This time, instead of using the 38 style, he took off the Hanyang style behind him and carried the 38 style behind his back.

Then he slowly poked the rifle out, "bang......"

The devil at the edge of the woods fell directly, this one was too close, or the 7.92mm rifle bullet was more lethal, because he had to shoot quickly, he would not aim at the head, but at the upper torso.

Quickly loaded, a second shot was fired, and the Japanese detachment leader had already spotted him, "Fire!" ”

"Bang ......"

"Bang Bang ......"

He Jiaming shot first, and then without looking at the result, he rolled on the spot and stood up, leaned against a tree, and loaded the rifle again.

His position just now has been hit by several bullets, he is not timid, as long as his speed is fast enough and the transfer is timely, he will not be hit under normal circumstances.

The captain of the devil's detachment looked at the situation in the woods, and the machine guns on the city wall also fired, but they were blocked by numerous trees and could not form an effective fire suppression.

And the grenadier is even more difficult to judge the distance position, after all, the radius of the grenade is limited.

The leader of the detachment waved to the city wall, and the remaining three members of the machine gun team and two of the grenadier team immediately got up, ran down the city wall, ran out of the city gate, and converged towards the woods.

At this time, there were still four riflemen left, and He Jiaming's second shot also hit an enemy.

The remaining four people have been shooting, and the division of labor is clear, two people in pairs, separately suppressing He Jiaming.