Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 1047

However, at this time, Tang Dao didn't know that the person lying opposite him was his old rival Fujiwara Senio.

And Fujiwara Senzuo, who was so excited by the machine cannon, didn't know that Tang Dao was hiding in the carriage opposite.

If both parties know that the one they care about is close at hand, Tang Dao! He would definitely take out his loudspeaker and loudly laugh at the unlucky child who had been tricked, and Fujiwara Senzuo would never be happy that he finally encountered someone who stole his ancestral sword.

All this stems from the fact that China has an additional 20mm machine gun, which basically determines the outcome of the battlefield.

As long as humans are still in the category of human beings and have not become immortals, the so-called martial arts are nothing but illusions.

Empty a bullet plate, shattering stones, and the machine gun of the grenadier behind it. It was silent for only 10 seconds. After replacing another bullet plate, it roared again.

The target was still not the seven or eight light infantrymen in the trenches, but the grenadier soldiers found by Xia Dayu.

The grenadier soldier who was killed last time had a big rock to hide in. After all, he resisted more than ten rounds from a 20mm machine gun before he was killed. Compared with his companions, this one's hiding place looked like he was naked. Comparison of naked body and chain mail.

Perhaps it was because of the light rain that this person didn't want to catch a cold, so he didn't choose any rocks as a shelter. Instead, he chose a shelter under a big tree with a bush in front of him.

The extreme expansion of confidence made this person feel that dodging the rain was more important than dodging bullets.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with his choice. If he encounters an ordinary Chinese army, his position is at least 380 meters away from the mountain road, and coupled with the fierceness of his companions in front, it is almost impossible for anyone to cause harm to him, even if he encounters With a light machine gun with a long enough range, the century-old tree as thick as the waist of two adults can also form a personal barrier for him.

What bullet can penetrate a tree half a meter in diameter?

But what about the cigar-sized shells from the 20mm cannon?

“Direction at eleven o'clock, distance 388 meters.” Xia Dayu reported quickly while quickly retracting the telescope from the observation hole.

Heizi, who kept shaking the handle to adjust the muzzle of the machine gun according to the data reported by the little bald head, opened his mouth: "Come on, let's watch me **** him again!"

“Captain Hei, we only brought 160 rounds of artillery shells this time, please save them.” The ammunition hand beside him quickly reminded him by pushing up the bullet plate.

"Why are you panicking? Once we kill the Japs' grenade launchers, the Japs will have no heavy weapons that can threaten us. Tuan Zuo and the others can crush them to death without us taking any more action." Heizi looked relaxed. replied.

This fire support man who is famously known as the "Walking Arsenal" in the Four Lines Regiment has operated machine guns and various light and heavy machine guns. The MG34 is his favorite, but perhaps only at this time he knows better. If Give him a machine gun that can destroy everything in sight. What is the MG34?

The feeling of holding the handle of a machine gun and having the life and death of all enemies under your control is really great.

Of course he didn't know. The moment he saw Heizi put on the heavy bulletproof vest and steel mask filled with steel plates, Tang Dao felt that the MG34 was still a lot less interesting in the hands of this Shandong man, and it should be matched with his. , and it has to be a six-barreled Gatling.

Of course, although the Oerlikon 20mm single-barreled machine gun he currently controls has a low rate of fire, in terms of the power of a single shot, at least in this era, no machine gun can match it.

Heizi was very aware of his own strength. The first seven shells of the machine gun all missed. They were either shot on the soil in front of the hiding place of the Japanese grenadier soldiers, or they flew past the big trees and were continuously hit by shells along the way. The branches show the huge kinetic energy of the cannonball.

The Japanese grenadier soldier huddled behind a big tree, his face turned pale.

He was very regretful now. Not only did he regret coming to this battlefield, but he also regretted why he was stupid enough to take credit for firing two grenades before the Chinese machine gun was exposed.

It's better now! Being 'spotted' by the machine gun, no matter how much Fujiwara Senzuo admired him, it had nothing to do with a sense of security.

Even at the moment when he saw the muzzle of the Chinese machine gun pointed in his direction, this man who had been in the army for 9 years had once accurately fired a grenade from 500 meters away into a window of no more than one square meter, killing 4 people. There was a veteran grenadier with a well-known record in the Chinese garrison and a well-known name in the First Army, and he had some resentment towards Sentou Fujiwara.

He was originally very happy as a grenade instructor in the brigade of the First Army. Even though he was from a humble background, he could be promoted to an officer in just one more year. But now he had to play with the old man Death, who not only tried to get in but also wanted to get in. The dangerous games played by Fujiwara Senzuo are all fooled by this guy!

As a veteran, after firing the grenade, a bullet landed not far from him. He knew that there was a sharpshooter on the opposite side, but he was not too panicked. The thick tree trunk he had chosen long ago was enough to give him shelter.

The big tree that can shelter from rain and bullets was once his ideal place, but the veteran never expected that the Chinese even brought a machine gun.

What's worse is that he doesn't dare to leave easily. His intuition tells him that in a corner he doesn't know, there are at least two Chinese sharpshooters staring at him, waiting for him to leave the bunker.

He had extremely hoped that his group of awesome colleagues could kill the Chinese machine gun shooters. Apart from His Excellency Fujiwara Senzuo, who was known as the enemy of a hundred, among his colleagues there was a 38-gun without a scope. There are strong men whose rifles have killed fifteen Chinese light and heavy machine gunners at a distance of 400 meters, and there are also talented men who have assassinated thirteen Chinese infantrymen in hand-to-hand combat without even breaking their own skin.

But it's a pity that his awesome and coaxing companions seem to have obtained their previous achievements by cheating. Not to mention shooting to kill the opponent, they can shoot a few bullets while being suppressed by the Chinese's crazy machine gun. Yes, only Baga is considered an honor student.

Then, he waited until the machine gun pointed its muzzle in his direction.

Despair!

There is nothing but despair.

It's not that he didn't make any efforts, it's just that as soon as he stretched out part of his torso and tried to crawl away, a bullet was fired, only 20 centimeters away from him at most. His intuition after years of experience on the battlefield told him that if he didn't retract, the second bullet would be fired. The bullet cliff will hit him.

His intuition was correct.

The one targeting him is 'brainless'!

Had it not been for the slightly far distance, the bushes in front and the pouring rain, resulting in poor visibility, and the "brainless" shooting skills, there would have been no need to fire a second shot.

The slightly more complex battlefield environment saved this veteran Japanese grenadier, but at the same time pushed him into a darker abyss.

With no way to escape, he had to rely on luck and fight off a machine gun that was targeting him.

The veteran had no intention of using the grenade in his hand to compete with the opponent's machine gun.

Anyone who thinks like that is dead.

The reason why he can shoot grenades into a window of less than one square meter from 500 meters away is because his own side has the absolute upper hand and there is no chance that China will pose any threat to him. He can observe, calculate and adjust extremely calmly.

In such a situation where he could die at any time, if he can perform at 70% of his usual level, it is already an extraordinary performance. He also has a steel bunker as a cover. At this time, if he still has half of it, give me a shot. Do you think I'll give you a grenade?

You can't run and you don't dare to fight, so you can only hide for now.

The encounter of his companions has caused him to lose most of his luck. What he now hopes is not whether the big tree can block the opponent's cannonball, but whether the opponent can't hit it accurately.

　　'A grain of ashes from the era falls on an individual's head, and it becomes a mountain! ' This is what a future Chinese writer wrote in an article.

It is equally suitable to place it here. It does not matter to China that nine out of ten shells fired at this area miss. It only consumes one-tenth of the ammunition reserves carried, but as long as one of them hits, for this person For the Japanese grenadiers, it was the end.

No, the eighth shell came just like that, hitting the tree trunk 80 centimeters above the ground.

A big hole as big as a man's fist appeared in the trunk instantly. That was only visible to the human eye. Inside the trunk, which was invisible to the human eye, after entering half the depth of the trunk, the thick warhead deformed after continuous obstacles, but it still continued to run wildly inside the trunk. It just couldn't keep it straight anymore, and it 'exploded' a passage inside the trunk diagonally, and then disappeared without a trace.

Looking from the back of the tree trunk, a large hole at least the size of a bowl was made by the warhead.

The Japanese grenadier soldiers huddled under the tree trunks let out a miserable howl!

　　It was not the bullet that hit him, but a small number of wooden thorns blown out by the bullet stuck into his body. But this was not the end, as the machine gun that found the crosshair fired again, several large holes appeared in the trunk.

The closest distance to the Japanese grenade hand was only 20 centimeters. It was obvious that more wooden thorns had fallen on the unlucky child. In less than 20 seconds, the Japanese veteran was already covered in blood.

But compared to the painful wooden thorns that punctured the skin, what was more terrifying was the psychological pressure.

It seemed as if the next moment, the big cannonball that could shoot through the big tree fell on him, hitting him to pieces.

Finally, the Japanese veteran couldn't bear it any longer. He gritted his teeth and threw away all the backpack and grenade launchers in his hands. After reducing the weight on his body as much as possible, he rolled to the side as hard as he could, and then pounced forward.

There is a bush there. As long as he can hide in it, unless the Chinese sharpshooter has clairvoyance and can find him in the dense bush, his chance of escaping is as high as 50%.

This was his last desperate choice. If the machine gun hadn't been too ferocious, he would never have done this.

But what this veteran grenade soldier didn't expect was that at the moment he threw himself forward, there was a sharp pain in his thigh, which made his forward strength far less than he thought.

I couldn't help but feel horrified. In the process of holding my head to avoid the machine gun just now, clusters of wooden thorns exploded by the warheads not only pierced my back, but also pierced my thigh muscles.

Normally, it would be okay, and it would only take a while to practice, but at this time, when a Chinese sharpshooter might be watching, it would really be fatal.

The veteran's judgment is never wrong.

At the moment when fear appeared in the eyes of the Japanese soldier, a bullet came through the air and hit his exposed ribs. The 7.92mm bullet easily tore through the muscle and penetrated into the internal organs.

The Japanese veteran rolled in the bushes beneath him in pain until Kuroko's machine guns continuously covered the area. After a burst of smoke, everything calmed down.

At this point, not counting others, this 25-man elite special agent team under Fujiwara Sentio has almost become a pure light infantry after killing two of its most important fire support personnel.

Of course, this is just a microcosm of the battlefield at this moment.

In fact, not only was Kuroko's machine gun showing off its power, but the MG34 machine gun, which could spit out at least 800 rounds of bullets in one minute, suppressed a group of light infantry in the trenches with almost no decent counterattack. .

On the Tang Dao side, with machine guns and MG34 machine guns, the soldiers of the reconnaissance company, who relied on rocks and carriages as shelters, were at ease.

The old-fashioned Hanyang-made weapons that were originally showing off had long been thrown aside. More than 12 Czech semi-automatic rifles were taken out from the carriage compartment where Tang Dao was located and distributed to Shen Laoliu and others.

Although the carriage where Tang Dao was located was not as exaggerated as the two firepower points behind, with a steel plate bunker, the carriage floor had a 70-centimeter-high steel plate, and three shooting holes were specially set up, which was enough for three people. Soldiers were shooting on it, and the steel plate on the other side could be pulled open and extended to both sides, forming a six-meter-long bunker.

Just behind this carriage, six or seven soldiers can be hidden and have a shooting range.

The continuous and accurate single-shot shooting of semi-automatic rifles made the Japanese elites scattered all over the hillside feel chilled in their hearts.

In order to disguise themselves well, they gave up the Type 38 rifles that were the main equipment of the Imperial Army when they formed the special agent team, and instead used the MP28 submachine guns captured from the Chinese. After two months of getting familiar with them, they completely fell in love with this rifle. An automatic firearm with a short range but extremely powerful firepower.

Within a distance of 150 meters, they rarely used continuous firearms and even had the illusion that they could crush any enemy whose strength was within single digits of them.

Unexpectedly, the Chinese walked in front of them again. Instead of submachine guns, they used repeating semi-automatic rifles. The firepower was not as fierce as submachine guns, but the accuracy was completely instantaneous.

Because the four submachine guns in the trench were suppressed, the eight shooters equipped with medium-sized rifles hiding in the woods could only rely on their own shooting skills to shoot at the Chinese.

If you want pure shooting skills, to be honest, this group of elite shooters selected from several divisions of the Japanese North China Front Army are by no means weaker than the special forces of the reconnaissance company of the Four Lines Regiment.

In terms of combat experience and mental state, the elite Japanese army who have been honed for a year on the North China battlefield are also troublesome.

But life is at stake. In order to successfully sneak into the territory controlled by the Chinese army, the rifles equipped by this group of Japanese troops are all medium-sized rifles.

In fact, the Chinese formal rifle is already the best-performing rifle that the Chinese army can equip. The barrel is shorter and easier to carry, but the bayonet has been lengthened, so it is not particularly disadvantaged in hand-to-hand combat, and the 7.92mm caliber bullet is better than the Japanese 6.5mm. The bullet is more powerful, and to some extent it is a single-shot rifle that is ahead of the Type 38 rifle.

However, the medium-sized rifle still has quite a shortcoming. Due to its structural relationship, the bolt of the medium-sized rifle is more laborious to pull. In addition, after continuous shooting, the gun box and the bolt are heated and expand and are close to each other, making the bolt even more difficult to pull. It's hard to pull.

The special forces led by Tang Dao here are equipped with Czech-style ZH-29 semi-automatic rifles. This rifle, which was imported in large quantities by the Northeast Army, is not because of its handsome appearance, but because it has real materials and a ten-round magazine. Not to mention providing continuous firepower, in terms of accuracy, range, or mechanical durability, with the support of the Western machinery industry that leads the world, it is better than China's local imitation rifles.

To put it bluntly, when both sides have similar strengths, there is no need to compete with each other's equipment!

At least at this time, the Chinese special forces, even with light weapons, were crushing the Japanese army.

Often the Japanese infantry fires one shot, and here they can respond with five shots.

What's more, the Chinese side also has a super shooter who is ahead of everyone present.

Tang Dao has not made a move for a long time, but once he holds the Mosingana sniper rifle in his hand, in the eyes of the special forces, it is almost like the God of Death raising his sickle.

During the two minutes of exchange of fire between the two sides, Tang Dao fired a total of five shots, and four Japanese soldiers were killed, including a grenadier who had just fired two grenades and three infantrymen using rifles, accounting for 50% of the number of Japanese killed. half.

The other two Japanese soldiers who died in the battle were attributed to Lu Zhongda.

This famous grenadier in the reconnaissance company was like a poisonous snake. He could have thrown grenades in the trench area as a deterrent, but in the end he refused to fire any guns. It was not until the pattern of Japanese troops hiding in the trenches was determined through observation that he could launch a series of grenade launchers. Shoot four grenades.

Two grenades exploded at the edge of the trench, but two fell into the trench, with a hit rate of 50%.

Don't think that the 50% hit rate is too low. You must know that the trench is only less than 1.5 meters wide. It is no less difficult than Tang Tuanzuo's shot at a distance of 400 meters to hide in a large target. The Japanese soldier with only one leg exposed behind the tree was beaten into a one-legged beast.

Less than 15 meters away from Fujiwara Senzuo, this super master who could kill at least twenty Chinese special forces by himself in close hand-to-hand combat could only watch two of his subordinates being bombed by grenades. Gotta fly.

Only three minutes into the battle, several people from our own side were killed. On the other hand, the Chinese have not suffered any casualties so far. This means that the Japanese army, which occupies a favorable terrain, has been at a disadvantage from the beginning of the battle. No, to be more precise That said, he was completely suppressed!

At that moment, even a strong-willed man like Senio Fujiwara couldn't help but feel a strong sense of frustration. Unexpectedly, he had accepted the development of the times and used hot weapons, but he was still beaten like this by his old opponent.

Could it be said that Tang Dao and the Four Elements Group under his command were his nemesis?

But what makes this martial arts master even more anxious is that the battlefield does not leave much time for him to be depressed.

After the Chinese completely gained the initiative, the light firepower on the front of the battlefield began to weaken.

That means

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