The Japanese squad leader was killed in battle, which had little impact on the battle.

The rest of the Japanese continued to fight. And even crazier.

Some Japanese soldiers rushed up directly with bayonets. Until knocked down by a bullet.

They did not dare to retreat easily.

Especially those corporals. Retreat without authorization, and the consequences are serious.

In the case of the death of the squad leader, the corporal retreated without authorization, and the only result of returning was disembowelment.

So......

They shouted desperately at the soldiers to rush forward.

The supplies escorted are completely gone. Single-mindedly trying to rush to the front of the Tubachi guerrillas.

The distance is far away.

There are still three or four hundred meters.

Such a distance was enough for the guerrillas to shoot constantly.

"Aim!"

"That's right! Aim for the devil and shoot! ”

"If you can't see clearly, you will shoot at the approximate location of the devil!"

"Rest assured, in the chaotic battlefield, most of the bullets fired by the vast majority of people cannot hit the enemy."

"On average, it takes hundreds of rounds to kill an enemy."

"So, it doesn't matter if you don't hit. The bullets you shoot can make the devil afraid. They had to lie on the ground to dodge. This will greatly delay their attack! ”

"So, every bullet you shoot has a big effect!"

"That's right! Shoot! ”

"Shoot! Shoot! ”

Zhang Chu repeatedly encouraged.

I feel like an elementary school teacher. I'm teaching a bunch of illiterate children.

It is necessary to start with the most basic shooting.

This guerrilla force has no marksmanship to speak of.

It is estimated that many people have not fired a gun before. I didn't smell the gunfire at close range at all.

Because before, there were only a dozen rounds at most.

Not alone. It was a whole partisan detachment, a dozen rounds in total.

How can you be willing to waste?

It's good now. Bullets have. Just shoot as much as you want. Just shoot in the direction of the devil.

Their role is to put pressure on the devils.

In other words, let the devil relax his vigilance. Thought it was a guerrilla encounter.

Only the guerrillas are so bad at marksmanship.

And the real killers are hidden among them.

This person is Chu Yunfei.

Although this guy only worships American goods. But the marksmanship is really good.

Throughout the early stage of the Anti-Japanese War, Chu Yunfei had been nesting in the 358th Regiment and did not exchange fire with the Japanese invaders. What a waste of his shooting talent.

Even if it's average, one devil is killed every day. In three years, a thousand can be killed.

All right. This is a bit of a high order. A tenth is good. Even if it's a tenth, there are a hundred!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Ding!"

Chu Yunfei ran out another magazine.

How many Japanese soldiers were killed?

It seems to be four.

At a distance of 300 meters, eight shots and four hits are already very good marksmanship.

After all, the Garand semi-automatic rifle he used did not have a scope.

"Chirp!"

"Chirp!"

Japanese soldiers also had bullets passing over Zhang Chu's head.

There were also Japanese criminals who set up light machine guns and fired at this side. It's unbearable.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Zhang Chu raised his hand and shot twice. Kill the Japanese Heavy.

Immediately, a Japanese invader came up to replace him.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Keep going to kill it.

He also shot the other Japanese machine gunners.

There are also grenadier shooters.

First of all, all the dangers are removed.

Now is the most suitable time for the partisans to train. You can shoot as much as you want.

In the chaotic gunfire, Japanese soldiers were constantly being shot.

It wasn't Zhang Chu who hit it. It wasn't Chu Yunfei's fight. It was the guerrillas who fought.

After all, the partisans also had thirty Mauser 98Ks, as well as three Czech light machine guns. The firepower is still there.

After shooting for a while, some people gradually mastered the art of shooting.

Although it is only a little bit, there is already a certain chance of hitting the target. As a result, the chances of the Japanese being hit skyrocketed.

"Ding!"

Chu Yunfei ran out another magazine.

This head of Chu is completely free of himself. Think of yourself as a creep.

used to be the commander of the 358th regiment, and if he wanted to kill a Japanese criminal, he was also constrained by many constraints. But here, it's free, uninhibited.

Moreover, there are semi-automatic rifles. There are also enough bullets.

At the same time as Zhang Chu gave him a gun, he also gave him a bag of bullets. A hundred rounds. It's enough for him to splurge.

What's more, Zhang Chu didn't compete with him for the target.

Zhang Chu said that as long as the Japanese invaders died, it would be fine. It is not necessary to kill it yourself.

Because in this battle, he has a 100% say.

All weapons and equipment, he alone can recover them all.

"Yaga!"

"We've been fooled!"

Cao Chang, who took over the command, suddenly realized that he was in hindsight.

He found out that the enemy was not a partisan at all. There are masters in the enemy.

When they attack like this, they are completely sending themselves to the guns of the other side.

The problem is, he woke up too late.

After repeated battles, there were less than 20 Japanese soldiers left.

What to do?

Keep attacking?

Fall back?

Await?

The Japanese Emperor Cao Chang was in a dilemma.

If you continue to attack, you may lose your life.

If you retreat, you may also be hunted by bullets. They will all die as well.

Await?

The result is the same.

will still be named one by one by the opposing sharpshooter.

Yaga!

It's a trap!

They have fallen into the trap of the dirt road.

Damn it......

What to do?

There is only one way to go.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Immediately ordered all the soldiers to charge together.

The remaining Japanese criminals are also not afraid of death and continue to rush up. The bright bayonet shone brightly.

"Keep shooting!"

"Don't stop!"

"Keep shooting!"

Zhang Chu shouted and shot at the same time.

The devils are already at the end of their crossbows, and they can completely kill them all.

It was a very special battle.

If it weren't for the guerrillas' poor marksmanship, the Japanese wouldn't have been fooled.

Because it was a regular army, as soon as the gun went off, the Japanese would be able to tell. Either defend in place or retreat immediately.

Break will not rush up rashly.

So, it's an unintentional coincidence. Tricked the devil.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Zhang Chu's mind.

Perhaps, this is a new method of warfare?

Use the guerrillas to attract the Japanese invaders, and then open fire......

"Da Da Da ......"

"Da Da Da ......"

Three Czech light machine guns were well fired.

On the contrary, the machine guns and grenadiers of the Japanese invaders were basically knocked out by Zhang Chu and Chu Yunfei.

It's a pity that on the side of the partisans, mortars can't play a role. Because the distance is too close.

A Japanese Gang Falls......

Another Japanese soldier has fallen......

Eventually, all the Japanese were killed.

The Japanese commander Cao Chang also fell in the rain of bullets. Probably hit by a light machine gun. But it can't be determined.

It's dead anyway.

A careful search of the battlefield revealed no Japanese soldiers standing.

condescendingly, he didn't see the hidden Japanese criminals.

They should all have been killed.

"Stop shooting!"

"Stop shooting!"

Zhang Chu saw that it was about the same, so he shouted loudly.

The guerrillas who were fighting happily reluctantly let go of their fingers.

Anyway, it was really fun to fight just now!

Hit one magazine at a time. After playing one and loading one. After playing one and pretending to be another. There is no need to worry about running out of bullets at all.

Zhang Chu didn't say that he wanted them to save bullets. Instead, let them fight desperately.

Boxes of bullets were placed aside.

If you don't feel like you're enough, take it yourself.

So, someone shot eleven magazines in a row. A full fifty-five rounds were fired.

That's a lot.

The shooter said his ears were buzzing. The tiger's mouth and shoulder socket are also in severe pain.

The recoil of the Mauser 98K is still relatively large. Comparatively speaking, the 38 big cover is the smallest.

The machine guns hit more.

There was a Czech light machine gun, which also fired seven magazines. A total of one hundred and forty rounds.

If it weren't for the fact that the magazine was empty, it would have to be reloaded. They'll run out of magazines.

"Everyone, guns down!"

"Turn off the insurance!"

"Check again! Turn off the insurance! ”

Zhang Chu continued to order.

He's ready to go up and clean up the battlefield.

But before that, it must be ensured that no one will go off the gun.

Otherwise, if it is at the hands of one's own people, then it will be wronged.

"Smack!"

As a result, someone really went off.

The bullet almost hit their own footboard.

Yes, even the insurance won't be closed.

"Muzzle down!"

"Close the insurance!"

Zhang Chu had to repeat the emphasis.

It wasn't until he was confirmed that there was no problem that he went up to clean up the battlefield.

See you tomorrow

(End of chapter)