Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 289

Chapter 289 When the wolves meet Brother Flathead

The Japanese soldier Cao Xiaocun Xiong Yi, who was only 30 meters away from Xilin Temple, raised his head in fear.

Seven or eight bullets surging from high in the sky hit a 15-man squad that was marching in a small alley and fell to the ground collectively.

They were all veterans. This group of Japanese soldiers quickly determined that the bullets hitting the wall and the ground in front of them were fired diagonally from the sky. Bullets fired from this angle are very scary. Lying on the ground is not safe from being hit by bullets. , it is also very likely to be hit by a ricochet that changes direction by hitting the wall.

It's just that the **** Chinese alley is too narrow, and there is no place to hide around, unless they stand against the wall and become a mural.

Don't tell me, some Japanese soldiers actually did this after discovering that an unlucky companion was not shot directly by the Chinese, but hit by a ricochet.

He jumped up from his prone state, clung to the wall, and moved forward slowly. It is not clear whether he was silently chanting "Amaterasu for blessing" or "Can't see me" or "Can't hit me". .

Anyway, after the unforgettable hide-and-seek battle in the alleys of Chinese residential areas in the early morning, the Japanese infantry no longer shouted "Long Live the Emperor". His Majesty, who is far away on the island, really can't control those hiding in the streets. It has become the consensus of all Japanese officers and soldiers to attack the Chinese in every corner.

Moreover! In order to encourage themselves, those unlucky children who like to shout "Long live the Emperor" and then rush in, often because their voices expose the target, may be thrown a grenade by the Chinese who they cannot see.

Those who shout in this environment are idiots. Not to mention ordinary Japanese soldiers who have learned to keep their mouths shut. Even Xiaomura Xiong who needs to issue military orders is using hand gestures to remind his subordinates to leave this dangerous area as soon as possible.

If a Chinese fires a gun, there may be a Chinese nearby throwing a grenade.

Perhaps, the only thing worth celebrating for this Japanese squad is that the opponent's marksmanship was bad enough. At least twenty rounds of bullets were fired, but only one person was injured by the ricochet, and the injury was neither an arm nor a leg. There was still no problem in moving. .

　　　"Si Ni Liang Bi, what kind of crappy gun is this? How do you adjust the crosshair?" The crow on the top of the pagoda yelled angrily.

Typically complaining about the toilet, the crow is still a crow in the arena, at least his marksmanship has not become stronger instantly just because he participated in two melees.

I, Uncle Crow, am a scumbag?

The bald young man, whose forehead was burned by the bullet shells, watched from the hole in the tower wall as a large number of Japanese soldiers jumped out of the alley without any damage, carrying guns. They were all strong and agile, and there were no wounded. Can be jaw-dropping.

Actually, it doesn't matter much if you miss, because there are still houses blocking the way across the street.

In other words, this fruitless ending is in great contrast to the heroic image of a shirtless muscular man holding a gun and flying bullets in an instant.

This is the reason why we should be afraid of comparison in everything.

Crow Crow was not defeated by his poor shooting skills. After scolding the poor gun, he quickly returned the empty magazine and threw it to Xia Dayu: "Don't be dazed, load the bullets for me. As long as the bullets are not used up, I will always kill a few people." The devil showed it to you."

This seems to make sense.

No matter what the blind cat is, it will not starve to death, right? As long as you don't want to sleep at night, you will always catch a few dead mice.

It's a pity that the Japanese army is not a dead rat. They were very smart, and after judging the direction of the ballistics, they all hid themselves very well.

Even though Crow kept yelling angrily, the Czech light machine gun in his hand was still the same, emptying three magazines and 60 bullets, but the Japanese soldier still missed a single hit.

Moreover, through careful observation, Komura Kumaichi finally found out that the specific location where the bullet was fired turned out to be the top floor of the tall Buddhist pagoda in a straight line distance.

The Chinese's marksmanship is terrible! The Japanese team, which was attacked by dozens of bullets in succession but only injured one colleague by a ricochet, finally came to this conclusion.

Japanese veterans were very courageous. After discovering that although their opponents were in a commanding location and were very good at shooting, they were not good at shooting, several Japanese soldiers climbed up to the unburned attic and quietly shot at the top of the tower.

Their marksmanship is very good. Let alone just tens of meters, even if the distance is extended seven to eight times, they can almost guarantee a hit rate of more than 80%.

If the outer layer of the pagoda was not entirely made of bluestone quarried from the mountains, which ensures the strength of the pagoda, and the crows were hiding in the pagoda and shooting with holes specially dug in the bluestone, I am afraid that five consecutive Six shots of sharp-pointed bullets around a bowl-sized hole wouldn't give the Crow the chance to make long bursts of shots.

Xiao Cun Xiong Yi's team was the closest to the Xilin Temple, and was fired upon by a machine gun when Crow tried to attack it, but it didn't mean that the other Japanese search teams couldn't hear the gunshots.

Like a swarm of sharks that smelled blood, two Japanese search teams about two hundred meters away followed the sound.

"Uncle Crow, there are Japanese soldiers coming over there too." Xia Dayu, who saw all this from the hole, reminded the Crow with anxiety, who was still competing with this group of Japanese troops.

The pagoda, which is equivalent to an aerial watchtower, provides Crow with a 360-degree attack surface with no blind spots. No matter which side the Japanese attack from, he has sufficient shooting angles and shooting areas.

So, if we can't defeat this wave of rabbits, we will change the wave, just in case we hit a lame rabbit!

The crow, who had not been fired by his rotten gun method, quickly turned the muzzle, and it was a sudden burst of the Japanese army who came from the sound.

Five magazines and a hundred rounds of bullets were poured out amidst the roar of crows. However, the good luck of the crow, which killed four Japanese soldiers and burned a 94 armored vehicle, seemed to have been exhausted.

Amidst the eager anticipation of the bald boy, the Japanese army approached timidly.

But no one became the victim of the crow.

This is so painful.

The big one and the little one both had their brows furrowed.

It's just that the two Chinese people on the pagoda, one big and one small, are not the only ones suffering.

The Japanese soldiers who were not killed or maimed by the Chinese were actually not that happy either.

They must make good judgments before making hard choices.

The light machine gunner on the pagoda was so bad at shooting that they couldn't believe it.

But, why?

Why did he dare to attack them so blatantly because his marksmanship was so poor?

If something goes wrong, you will become a monster!

The battle in the morning is still fresh in my mind. The Chinese are even cunning enough to sneak into the house you just searched and shoot you in the back.

Even though the Chinese light machine gunner's marksmanship is extremely poor, saying he is a soldier is an insult to soldiers all over the world. But what if this was done on purpose? Maybe his marksmanship is actually very accurate, but it's just because he feels that the position of himself and others is not enough for him to kill a lot of people.

Also, maybe there are still a large number of Chinese hiding in the house under the pagoda or in the ruins. What if they wait for them to enter and then there will be another wave of fighting like in the morning?

Both possibilities exist.

However, the Japanese army still had to make a choice. Their purpose of entering the still smoking ruins was to search for the remaining enemies and remove obstacles for the army to move in.

It is their mission to destroy the Chinese entrenched here.

It's just that you can't lose your life in vain, right? Therefore, three Japanese squadrons with a total of 45 people stayed 30 meters away from Xilin Temple.

Although the three teams that surrounded Xirin Temple did not belong to the same infantry team, as they approached the distance, they heard the familiar sound of the 38 Taigai and Taisho 11 young machine guns returning fire, and they knew each other's existence. Contact was also made.

Finally, after the three sergeants discussed it, in order not to waste the blood of the Imperial Army warriors in vain, they had to ask for help from the Japanese captain who led the team.

Such a resolution, I am afraid not only their top boss, Major General Kunizaki, will spit out a mouthful of old blood and curse: Damn money!

Even crows will be dumbfounded when they hear this. Am I such a great person?

1 vs. 45, it was the Japanese who got scared in the end.

Of course, the reason why the three Japanese military sergeants decided to ask for help was actually very good. Not only was the smoke coming out of the temple under the pagoda giving people a sense of insecurity, but they, who had only light weapons, kept the man on the top of the pagoda. The Chinese gunmen with poor marksmanship were helpless.

Facts have proven that bullets from rifles and light machine guns cannot penetrate the bluestone wall of the pagoda. Three teams used dozens of rifles and three light machine guns to fire more than 300 rounds of bullets, hitting the top of the pagoda until it was visible to the naked eye. Stone chips are flying everywhere, but unfortunately, apart from a few more spots, the stone is still the same stone, and the marksmanship of the Chinese gunman is still so poor.

Because, he is still fighting back vigorously.

As for the grenade? I have also tried it, but unless the grenade can be thrown into holes no larger than the mouth of a bowl, it will be in vain if it is thrown up. It will still roll down and explode again. Its power is equivalent to a big firecracker at most.

Chinese people know how to rely on terrain!

Looking through the cracks in the window at the Japanese infantrymen at the top of the pagoda who fired bullets from time to time, their **** were all swollen.

It feels like a pack of hungry wolves encountering a flat-headed brother, and I haven't done anything yet! On the contrary, Brother Flathead launched an attack on the wolves without mercy.

Does this count as seeking death? But after fighting like this, I found that the thick skin of the silly guy with a flat head is very difficult to bite, and the sharp claws and fangs in his mouth may scratch your face at any time.

Although he wasn't scratching, the wolf was almost disgusted to death by baring his teeth and grinning in a "welcome to do it" gesture.

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