Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 688

Chapter 688 Sniper Cannon!

In fact, from the moment he saw the Type 41 mountain cannon, Qin Wulang knew why Tudou couldn't wait to notify the main force of the infantry squad and that he would launch an attack with a single gun.

If the mountain cannon is allowed to fire, the main force of the company a few hundred meters away does not know what price it will pay.

Potato's credit was not just for killing ten Japanese artillerymen, but also for reducing the casualties of the company's main force.

Compared to this, this Type 41 mountain cannon, which was only overturned by air waves and could still be used, was nothing.

This is what a sergeant like Qin Wulang who has been in the 88th Division would think. If the Sichuan Army of the 145th Division saw this cannon, their eyes would probably turn green.

In fact, the largest caliber artillery used by the Sichuan army is only a mortar. How about this kind of howitzer with a range of up to 6,000 meters? Even a small caliber one.

However, Qin Wulang, like Tudou, underestimated their military exploits.

Potato's two grenades sent Captain Ozawa Rison back to his hometown a few hundred meters away, thinking full of how to use his backhand to knock out the Chinese with a left hook and escape.

Yes, at the moment Tudou was still trying to kill the enemy and save himself, on the mountain road more than 300 meters away that he could not pay attention to, the Japanese captain was hit by a mountain artillery shell fired from an unknown direction from behind. Up to the sky, along with the cart full of tin cans that he used to hide himself.

The trajectory was so erratic that the cannonball plunged into the iron cans full of the baggage truck "with the speed of lightning, and then exploded with a bang."

The tin cans stimulated by the explosive energy of the explosives were like small cannonballs, flying in all directions, directly hitting Ozawa Risheng, who was hiding behind the car with a clever little head, into a pile of minced meat, and then exploded again. The air waves tore it into minced meat, drifting with the mountain wind, becoming fertilizer for the fertile fields in the mountains and fields of China.

Crushed very thoroughly.

These tin can shells that shot out irregularly not only shattered the Japanese lieutenant, but also the surrounding Japanese troops were beaten into pieces.

At least six Japanese soldiers on the mountain road were caught off guard and smashed to death by iron cans that accelerated to 100 meters per second. Among the Japanese soldiers hiding in the surrounding stone peaks, more than a dozen people were also killed and injured.

The terrifying large cylindrical "shrapnel" is far more terrifying than real shrapnel. A Japanese infantryman who was hiding in the cracks of the stone peak and waiting for the commander's order was "hit" in the shoulder by this thing without warning.

Flesh and blood sprayed onto the stone wall on the side. The earth-yellow granite was covered with withered vines, and was then doused with blood so thick that it turned purple. From a distance, it looked like a post-modernist landscape painting.

The Japanese infantrymen who suffered heavy losses did not know anything about it. Even before the air wave swept over them, they instinctively turned their bodies sideways and wanted to shrink back and avoid them.

It was only then that he realized that his body was not very under control. When he looked down, all his organs were exposed to the air, and he could even see the appearance of his own lungs.

He began to vomit a large amount of blood in his mouth, but he could not stop his heart-rending screams.

The most horrifying thing was not his screams that made people's hair stand on end, but that, as the breath in his chest rolled violently, those organs spewed out together with blood that could not be described in words, but the person was momentarily stunned. Not allowed to die.

The injured Japanese soldier desperately tried to cover the wound with his intact arm, but it was obviously in vain because the wound was too big. Not to mention himself, even the doctor was powerless in the face of such a terrible wound.

The extremely **** scene was so exciting that most of the surrounding Japanese soldiers who had witnessed the tragedy could not help but turn their heads to avoid the tragedy. Two Japanese infantrymen even knelt down on the ground and vomited violently on the spot.

However, this Japanese soldier is not dead yet. Whether it is his tenacity for life or the recovery of his life, he has been shouting miserably and meaninglessly.

With the sound of a gunshot, a Japanese military commander who could no longer look on chose to end the suffering of his companions with a rifle. Otherwise, he would have been driven crazy by this scene.

They came to conquer China, not to be ravaged by the giant Chinese beast.

Not only the Japanese infantrymen who experienced it firsthand knew how violently this mountain artillery shell blew up cans, but the Chinese infantrymen on the mountain ridge more than 100 meters away were also shocked by this unexpected shot.

Dozens of cans flew toward the mountain, breaking countless branches and then hitting rocks or sinking into the soil.

Even the brave Zhou Shubin lowered his body to avoid this crazy round of "canned bullets" and then touched his head in fear to make sure it was still on his body.

He picked up his bayonet and dug in the soil less than 30 centimeters away from him for a while, and finally dug out a completely deformed tin can.

"Grandma, what's going on?" Zhou Shubin sniffed hard, his eyes a little dull. Are the Japanese already so awesome? Can you use cans as cannonballs? Lieutenant Saburo Saburo, the company deputy, was sure that if there hadn't been a small mound of dirt in front of him, his life would have been decided by this can of beef today.

Don't ask why you knew it was canned beef. The lieutenant was very familiar with the smell of beef in the can. He had eaten two cans of it before and it tasted great.

The Japanese are not good at anything, but the canned food they make is made from real ingredients and is absolutely excellent beef.

“You're such a stupid person, is this the cannon fired by that idiot?” Zhao Daqiang, who was more than 30 meters away, almost swallowed a mouthful of mud.

That was the veteran's instinctive reaction to hearing the sound of artillery.

Ignoring the dirt on his face, he looked at the big car that had been completely blown to pieces with a telescope, and was speechless.

He has seen people who can shoot accurately.

In front of him, Battalion Commander Tang Da used a light machine gun with a scope to shoot the Japanese from six to seven hundred meters away. His marksmanship was already amazing.

Niu Er is also very good. He once had a record of killing Japanese soldiers with naked eyes from 400 meters away.

As for himself, although he is not as perverted as the two above, he still dares to pat his chest and say that the distance is 200 meters. He said that if he hits the eyes, he will never hit the nose. Otherwise, it will be his turn to be Liu Shizuo's guard squad leader?

However, compared with this magical one-shot fixed-point clearing, all the sharpshooters are weak.

A cannonball accurately hit a large vehicle on a cliff with an area of less than 2 square meters from hundreds of meters away. This accuracy is not an exaggeration to call it a sniper gun. What kind of talent does this girl have to have! There are such talents in the fire support platoon, why doesn't he know?

Furthermore, this shot was lucky enough.

Although the tin can that was endowed with crazy energy by the cannonball was ferocious, its energy was still weakened a lot after running fifty meters. Coupled with the cushioning of the soft but strong enough rainproof cloth and the tough wood on the outer layer of the cannonball box, although the cannonball box The wood chips flew everywhere after being hit, but miraculously there was no explosion, which was the most gratifying thing for Zhao Daqiang.

A group of Japanese soldiers hiding in the cart area were completely blown away by what could be called a miraculous bombardment and screamed.

It can be said that this sudden shot completely completed what Zhao Daqiang had always wanted to do but failed to do.

Rewards, be sure to reward them heavily! After Zhao Daqiang finished shouting, he looked at the fire support platoon leader who was following him more than ten meters away.

“Company commander, it's not our platoon's mortar. The mortar is not that powerful!” the fire support platoon leader looked up at the crater left on the mountain road and puffed out his cheeks. "Looking at the power, it must be at least a 75mm mountain cannon, and it seems to be shooting from behind."

"Then don't worry about it for now." Zhao Daqiang didn't bother to study who fired the cannon and how it was fired.

Looking through the telescope, after this attack on the Japanese troops on the mountain road, only ten fingers survived. He immediately ordered: "All mortars will target the Shifeng area near the mountain road in 30 seconds. Fire ten rounds rapidly to completely drive away the Japanese troops there." On the mountain road, the shelling stopped after two minutes.

Send a signal flare to notify all outflanking infantry squads to clear the mountain roads of enemies and drive the Japanese troops hiding in the stone peaks into the minefields.

All precision shooters killed all the Japanese troops on the mountain road, and the grenade groups cooperated. If the Japanese troops resisted with the help of large vehicles, except for the ammunition truck, which was not allowed to bombard with grenades, the rest were allowed. "

In fact, Zhao Daqiang thought that the Japanese army was really too stubborn.

　　The Japanese soldiers are also human beings, not machines. When their strong-willed appearance is stripped off, they are actually just fragile little boys.

If Captain Ozawa Risei, who was bombed into fertilizer in the Chinese forest, was the coat that had been peeled off, then the Japanese army who lost half of his body by a few cans was the straw that broke the camel's back.

Not to mention, ten more shells were roaring towards me.

A group of "camels" that were almost paralyzed completely collapsed.

(End of this chapter)

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