"Smack, smack, smack" The crisp sound of gunfire came from the rain.
It was the Japanese gun, I don't know why.
The sudden gunfire caused them to look up, but they couldn't see why.
But no matter what, they have to be vigilant, maybe it is some trick of the Japanese army.
Anyway, no matter what, as long as you think that the Japanese army has a conspiracy.
Ignoring the gunfire coming from the Japanese side, they just didn't open fire on their own side.
For the time being, staring at them first, the new 16th Regiment and the New 14th Regiment both tacitly chose to wait and see, and the two regiment commanders were also ready to meet to discuss the follow-up operations.
At this time, Ye Qingshu had already approached the Japanese army with his gun, and the sight obstruction caused by the heavy rain made him close to a distance of about 100 meters without noticing.
At this distance, it was enough, and I could already see the Japanese army over there.
He wasn't afraid of being spotted so close, and the heavy rain gave him plenty of cover anyway.
Wrapped in a camouflage suit like this, lying on the ground full of stagnant water, the muddy water seeped into his clothes unscrupulously, and half of his body was in the muddy water.
Ye Qingshu didn't care about this at all, he just focused on aiming at the Japanese army.
Then his body shook slightly with the vibration of the gun, and it was only for a moment.
The subtle sound of gunfire was also muffled by the crackling sound of the heavy rain, and no sound penetrated it, and it was still the same.
On the side of the Japanese army, a soldier leaned against the bunker, trembling his hands, picked up a piece of rice balls that were about to fall apart from a lunch box full of stagnant water, and hesitated to eat it.
Suddenly, a bright red thing, splashed on his rice balls, on the white rice balls, it was particularly dazzling.
The sudden change made him stunned, and when he looked up, he saw his friend covering his neck, opening his mouth wide as if he wanted to say something, but the blood foamed out of his mouth one by one, so that he couldn't say anything.
In the end, with great reluctance in his eyes, he fell to the ground.
He looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, he was speechless, and the rice ball he was holding in his hand also fell back into the lunch box, and the water splashed on his face in the smashed lunch box, and the rice ball also scattered.
"Mrs.
Xiong, Mrs.
Xiong" He used his hands and feet together, crawled over, and threw away the lunch box, how can he still be in the mood to eat now.
When he picked up his best friend, his best friend had already lost his vital signs, and the corpse subconsciously twitched twice with muscle contraction, as if responding to his shouts.
At the wound on his neck, there was still dark red blood gushing out, staining his clothes red.
The movement here attracted the attention of the Japanese soldiers, and several Japanese soldiers ran over, and they saw the corpse in their arms, full of doubts.
"What's the situation, what's going on," Jun Cao asked.
"I don't know, just now Mrs.
Xiong was suddenly like this, as if he had been hit by a bullet in the neck."
The Japanese soldier holding the corpse wiped the rain from his face and replied with a slight choked voice.
"Damn, the people in China are shooting black guns" Jun Cao instantly understood, and said with a serious face.
"Inform everyone, let everyone pay attention, there is a person who is shooting a black gun, don't expose yourself."
After Jun Cao said this, he immediately went to tell Shao Zuo about it, such an important matter cannot be hidden.
And Ye Qingshu was a little puzzled, because the bullet point was a little lower than he expected.
It's just a little bit, but the battlefield is changing rapidly, and even a little bit can make a huge difference.
Whether it's the firearm, the sights, or the weather Ye Qingshu raised his head and looked at the sky.
After a moment of contemplation, he continued to shoot at the Japanese soldiers, in order to conclude what was causing the cause.
The body of the gun shook again, and a slight mist appeared on the barrel, which quickly dissipated, and the barrel also cooled quickly.
Another Japanese soldier who hadn't had time to hide was dead, and the bullet point was a little lower than Ye Qingshu expected, so it didn't matter, continue the test.
After three shots in a row, all the bullets in the rifle were empty, and the targets that could be killed were also killed, and the remaining Japanese troops were hidden.
Although he lost his goal, Ye Qingshu had already got the answer he wanted.
It's not the gun's problem, it's the heavy rain that affects the bullet, which causes the trajectory to deviate slightly.
Not only will it move down, but it will also deviate in other directions, so if he wants to shoot next, it is best to aim at the chest, after all, that piece has the largest area, and no matter how much deviation is in the chest, it will also cause fatal damage.
It's just that he wanted to continue the test, but the Japanese army didn't give him a chance, they all hid it, and they just didn't show it.
This made him feel guilty in his heart, these Japanese soldiers are too timid, and they don't have the spirit of bushido I don't know what misunderstanding he had about the bushido spirit of the Japanese army.
Shao Zuo's expression, not to mention how ugly it is, anyway, his expression is not very good today.
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Even if it's good, it quickly becomes very ugly.
This sortie has already put him in a quagmire, and he has to shrink his defense, waiting for others to come to the rescue, and he doesn't even have the courage to fight back.
A sniper outside made his team have to shrink their heads, just like a turtle with a shrunken head, not at all recovering the spirit of bushido.
But the current situation can only be like this, drag them down, wait for reinforcements to arrive and surround them, and then come to bloom in the middle and completely destroy these two eight-way teams.
When the time comes, as long as he operates again, instead of sinning, he will have merit.
Shaozo had a good idea, and it was all based on support.
Under the tattered oil-paper umbrella of "Little Devil Drag Time Again", Hu Yidao cut directly to the point, eliminating the nonsense of procrastination.
"Obviously, I'm probably waiting for reinforcements."
Zhao Dezhu put down the binoculars and said with a slight sigh.
If so, then they're going to withdraw.
No matter how much reinforcements the Japanese army comes, they can't stop it at all, and they don't have any more reinforcements, just them.
"The little devil reinforcements are coming here, it is estimated that it will take some time, and we must resolve the battle as soon as possible."
"I know the reason, but how can I solve the battle as soon as possible?"
"This" Hu Yidao fell into hesitation, if he knew, he would have solved it a long time ago, how could he continue to wait.
So, what to do It's getting dark, and it's even harder to wait until it's completely dark.
Tonight is destined to be a dark night, and with such heavy rain, there is no fire at all, which means that at least ordinary people will lose their combat effectiveness due to the loss of their eyesight.
Patients with night blindness abound in their ranks, and at least one out of two people is yes, or even both
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