Zhang Sixing on the fifth floor called the ten precision rifle shooters who had killed the most enemies in the front battle.

They all looked a little excited, of course, none of the soldiers who had never seen a sniper scope would install it.

However, Zhang Sixing personally selected the best ten in the German armament battalion, and the formal process was obvious to all, first looking at the appearance, then looking at the accuracy of aiming, and then trying to shoot several times.

When they saw that Zhang Sixing had knocked down a Japanese soldier 600 meters away with one shot, even without a scope, everyone was looking forward to getting the gun.

But then when Zhang Sixing took out the ten brand-new sights and fixing parts, their eyes widened one by one.

Xie Jinyuan, Yang Ruifu and other officers who rushed to hear the news are much more knowledgeable.

"Scope, Brother Zhang...... This ......"

A group of Chinese officers did not know what to say, and it was always the officers who got benefits from the army and went home, and they never saw an officer who spent money to upgrade the equipment of the army.

"With sharpshooters, the Japanese will not be able to live in peace, as for us...... Could it be that he still wants to fight back? ”

Yang Ruifu whispered quietly beside Xie Jinyuan, who thought about it and shook his head,

"I can't guess, but I can see ...... That's not a safe person. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Sixing had already installed his sights, and then began to teach the gun.

"Zhang Changlin"

"To"

What came out was obviously a young man who had grown up in the city, fair-skinned and delicate-looking. The demeanor is clean and neat, and the veteran of the German mechanic division makes people feel comfortable to look at.

Handing the rifle to him, Zhang Sixing commanded again,

"You can't go to the roof of the building for a while, and go find the sniper position yourself, as I said. In addition, find a fine net to cover the camera, then shoot a few shots to find a feeling, and then rest. ”

"Yes"

Ma Hongfei ...... Are you an Orion? ”

"Here, sir, how do you know?"

The person who came out this time was wearing a miscellaneous steel helmet on his head, and at first glance he was a member of the miscellaneous barracks.

His demeanor was not as focused and calm as Zhang Changlin's, and his expression reflected a sense of enthusiasm and excitement.

"Because there is a desire for prey in your eyes, unlike his concentration and calmness. However, in the future, there will be a chance to become a real sniper, calm down those prey on the other side are smart and powerful. The order is the same, go for it. ”

"Yes, thank you, sir."

Watching the precision rifle shooters get their guns with scopes, almost everyone's eyes warmed up.

However, only ten people, only ten people, were given rifles equipped with scopes. But the next moment, Zhang Sixing hung up the hearts of all precision rifle shooters again.

Hold up the "Lover's Package" he received, and turn the remaining ten scopes inside to show everyone in a circle, and at the same time say loudly,

"I still have the scope, but I'm worried that you won't be able to handle it."

After saying a word, the eyes of the precision rifle shooters flashed with sun-like enthusiasm, and the hope in the eyes of ordinary soldiers and even officers, even brighter.

With a sharpshooter what it represents, almost everyone understands. Without eliminating the opposing snipers, it will be very difficult to attack.

Just like the fortified artillery positions of the Japanese army a few hundred meters away, they are now extremely unsafe. After all, not everyone has the ability to kill an enemy from a distance of a few hundred meters without a sniper scope.

But they originally had good marksmanship, and they were equipped with scopes, so the role that can be reflected below is definitely different.

There is only one German armament battalion, and if Zhang Sixing is allowed to select hundreds of accurate shooters in one division or even all German armament divisions to train them to become real snipers, then the Japanese will really have a hard time.

On the battlefield, a sniper breaks up a skirmish, that's definitely not a myth.

"Phew"

Snipers, who had been given scopes, began to test their guns, and the Japanese artillery positions, which had felt safe, almost immediately fell into a one-way slaughter.

"Gunshots, where to shoot."

The Japanese soldiers hiding in the artillery positions screamed, and the soldiers, who had been relaxed by the end of the battle, were knocked to the ground by the sudden flight.

His body lay on top of the cannon, his legs twitching in his final struggle. The blood under the helmet fell to the ground dripping, and the people around him were terrified.

More people panicked to get cannonballs, binoculars or to the artillery mirrors to observe.

"Woo Woo ......"

More gunfire rang out, and the Chinese snipers, who had missed them with a few shots, were shooting exactly like cheating.

All those who came out from behind the bunkers and moved around became the targets of their shooting.

After only a few minutes, the cannons were left there, and no one dared to go next to them.

Five hundred meters, it's too close.

After all, according to the training statistics of the Japanese Army, veterans who hit the chest target at 400 meters are excellent.

But now that the artillery position is 500 meters away from the enemy's building, the sudden destruction of the artillery by the enemy can only mean one thing. That is, they got reinforcements out of nowhere, and the reinforcements included a fair number of snipers.

The situation was almost too bad to be worse in an instant, but at this moment the Japanese marines were still waiting, waiting for Rear Admiral Isamu Kumagawa to appoint a new commander of the attack.

Of course, with a new offensive commander, there will naturally be a new offensive strategy.

Otherwise, that Sixing warehouse would surely become a burial place for more Japanese marines before the battle ended.

"Bang bang" gunshots kept shooting from the buildings of the Sixing warehouse.

Soon the Japanese Marines discovered that those snipers did not hit ordinary infantry, and officers, special weapons shooters, including signal soldiers, and all other people who were different from the infantry were among the shots.

In particular, the soldiers who had fallen near the Si Xing warehouse, whether they died or not, could not have escaped. The wounded soldiers who were still struggling were recharged by the snipers on the top of the four rows of warehouses.

Of course, there were also various cases, and several brave nurses from Japanese military hospitals appeared on the battlefield with red cross flags.

"Phew"

Gunshots rang out at their feet, and nurses waving red cross flags bent down and bowed, shouting in Japanese,

"We, we're military doctors, we're here to treat the wounded."

For those who are under the banner of the Red Cross, they cannot fight, and there is no need for Zhang Sixing to teach the soldiers about this matter.

Just like the scholars, they are also the characters that the Chinese people habitually respect, of course, except for the bricks and beasts of later generations.

"It was the doctor who flew the red cross flag, and the brothers asked what to do."

The person asked was Zhang Changlin, who was now on duty, although he rested for a few hours as ordered, he woke up early and came to the roof of the building after getting the scope.

"Let them save it, but if they don't see it and don't care about it, they will kill it directly."

"Yes"

For Zhang Changlin, who was holding a rifle equipped with a scope, the precision rifle shooter was extremely respectful.

"Horn"

A gunshot rang out, and then a panicked cry sounded from the top of the building.

"Sharpshooter...... There are also sharpshooters on the devil's side. ”