Rise From Eight Hundred

This kind of shooting is undoubtedly sending heads to the Japanese army!

Even if the villagers completely occupied the advantage of the terrain and were in a high position!

But the generation gap of the weapons of both sides was almost more than a hundred years. At a distance of more than 100 meters, even if the iron sand covered a wide area, the Japanese soldiers hit by the iron sand were basically only injured but not killed.

Only 1 minute after the start of the war, more than one-third of the 40 bird gun soldiers on the hillside where Shen Laoliu and the other two were located were killed or wounded.

What's more terrible is that according to the order of the pig-headed squad leader, two groups of Japanese grenade launchers frantically threw grenades at the area where Zhang Saner was, forcing Zhang Saner to move his position, and the MG34 with the strongest firepower completely misfired!

The Japanese Type 92 heavy machine gun was even more excited. A machine gunner with a face full of flesh controlled the machine gun without scruples to sweep across the hillside, almost pouring bullets to suppress the bird gun soldiers on the hillside so that they couldn't even raise their heads.

"Yoshi! Squad 1, Squad 2, attack, the rest continue to provide fire cover!" Zhutou Saburo smiled for the first time after being attacked.

As a veteran who had experienced the September 18th Incident, the Battle of the Great Wall, and the July 7th Incident, Zhutou Saburo's favorite scene was the despair in the eyes of the Chinese after they resolutely resisted and were still defeated, and then in this despair, they numbly let the imperial officers swing their sharp blades to chop off their heads!

This time, as a lieutenant squad leader, he can finally experience it himself! Zhutou Saburo licked his lips involuntarily, like a wolf seeing its prey.

Then, as a grenade launcher fell to the ground like a rotten wood, his smile froze.

But this was just the beginning.

Another grenade launcher fell, and then it was the heavy machine gunner who kept shouting slogans and shooting hard, and then it was two light machine gunners, and a sergeant!

Six people were shot dead in less than 10 seconds!

Two of them were shot in the head! Because they were less than 15 meters away from Zhutou Saburo, Zhutou Saburo could clearly see the brilliant blood flower that burst out after his subordinates were hit in the face by bullets.

There are so many rich blood vessels on the human face, and Zhutou Saburo certainly did not see it for the first time, but it was right next to him, which was too terrifying.

"Baga! Chinese sharpshooters! Find them and kill them!" Zhutou Saburo screamed, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

Why did he say it was them, not him? That's because he thought that it was impossible for one person to shoot and kill 6 people in a row.

Single-shot rifles need to pull the bolt, aim, and shoot, and the magazine of a single-shot rifle basically has five bullets. No matter how skilled and accurate the sharpshooter is, it takes time.

It can only be said that Zhutou Saburo has a small vision. He doesn't know that there is a kind of rifle called semi-automatic rifle in this world. In the distant United States, Garand fully automatic rifles have even begun to be equipped.

Stimulated by the blood, Shen Laoliu achieved a shooting level that he could never achieve before, firing 10 bullets in a row and killing 6 people in a row! And within 12 seconds!

This record, even Niu Er, the first sharpshooter of the reconnaissance company of the Fourth Regiment, gave a thumbs up after hearing about it.

Niu Er never used a semi-automatic rifle, he always carried the Mosin-Nagant bolt-fire rifle, so this also led to Niu Er being able to kill targets at a distance of 550 meters, which was hard to match, but in terms of firing rate and the number of enemies killed per unit time, it was not as good as Shen Laoliu.

According to Tang Tuanzuo's evaluation, although these two are both sharpshooters, they are not on the same path. Niu Er is like an assassin, who can still kill with one shot even if he is a mile away. If it is a pure infantry, he can be terrifying with one shot!

And Shen Laoliu, who broke through himself and completed six kills, is more like a warrior. No matter how many troops there are, I will kill them all!

Of course, whether it was Niu Er or Shen Laoliu, no matter what their combat style was on the battlefield, they all possessed the most basic characteristics of a sniper, hiding themselves.

Zhu Tou Sanlang's plan to find the enemy's sharpshooter failed, because the bird guns fired desperately, a lot of gunpowder smoke escaped from the mountainside to the top of the mountain, and a lot of gunshots filled the battlefield. Whether it was vision or hearing, there was no way to judge the approximate location of Shen Laoliu's hiding.

Shen Laoliu, who did not choose rocks or even any shelters, was actually hiding in a low bush that was almost negligible.

The camouflage uniform on his body and the vines wrapped around the barrel almost integrated him with the bushes. Not to mention looking at him from more than 200 meters away, even if he approached to five or six meters, he would not be able to see him if there was no prompt that there was someone in the bushes.

The power of the Chinese sharpshooter obviously frightened the Japanese infantry. They were extremely cautious and basically hid behind the rocks, no longer as unscrupulous as before.

This also gave Zhang Saner, who had hidden in his second firepower point by rolling continuously, a chance to catch his breath. The MG34 with the machine gun re-mounted and loaded with ammunition belt roared again.

But there is a saying that goes, rain and dew are equally distributed!

The Japanese army captain hiding in the bushes in the middle road was still dispatching troops at this time. At least 50 people climbed up the mountains on both sides, and there were 30 or 40 people covering below.

In order to stop them, the bird gun soldiers on the right mountain had begun to fire desperately, but the firepower of four light machine guns and one 92 heavy machine gun would make even the regular army tremble, let alone the bird guns.

The firepower on the mountainside was completely suppressed, and more than 20 Japanese soldiers rushed up quickly, and they were about 70 or 80 meters up.

As a result, the MG34 behind them roared!

And this time, Zhang San also used tracer bullets!

Tracer bullets will emit brilliant light when rubbed in the air, thus showing a clear trajectory. They are specially used by machine gunners to observe and correct the trajectory. Combined with the exaggerated firing rate of MG34, the visual effect is enough to scare any opponent! It is an excellent bullet to psychologically deter the enemy!

Of course, the disadvantages of tracer bullets are also fatal. They can allow opponents to clearly observe the location of the machine gun and thus attack it.

But at this moment, seeing that the Japanese army on the opposite side has almost climbed to the mountainside, the bird gun soldiers suffered heavy casualties, but Zhang Saner couldn't care so much.

The bunker he had chosen long ago has two rocks, leaving a natural shooting hole the size of a human head for him to use. He is not afraid of bullets, the only thing he is afraid of is the grenade launcher.

But Zhang Saner believes in his sergeant squad leader, he will definitely help him solve his worries.

For 20 seconds, Zhang Saner emptied his 260-round ammunition belt in one breath, and his gun barrel was already red, under the crazy shooting of the Japanese army and the burning heat of the bullets passing through his temples.

Four or five Japanese soldiers who attempted to attack were hit by his high-density and high-intensity strafing. The tracers visible to the naked eye caused extremely terrible psychological pressure. The remaining dozen Japanese soldiers in a small squad could only "roll" down the hillside in a mess.

They really rolled. No one dared to show their body in front of the visible sickle of the Grim Reaper. The best way was to keep their body as low as possible and get away from the shooting area as quickly as possible.

Going down the mountain was undoubtedly the most correct choice! What scratches, bumps, and stabs are nothing compared to life!

But Zhang Saner, whose target was so obvious, did not suffer any other fatal blows except for feeling the burning heat of two grenades exploding three or four meters near him.

After changing the magazine, Shen Laoliu saw Zhang Saner's gesture towards him from a distance, which meant that he needed cover.

The moment the tracer bullet was fired, Shen Laoliu was shocked. He didn't expect that his little brother was so desperate and so "blatant" in broad daylight!

The Japanese grenade launcher soldiers are not stupid. They just stand in the wild and let you find him and aim at him. They are hiding tightly!

Moreover, apart from the threat of grenade launchers, do you think the Japanese infantry's shooting skills are just for fun? The Four-Line Regiment and the Japanese army have fought each other for no less than ten times. They know the strength of the Japanese infantry's shooting skills. If they are not careful at two or three hundred meters away, they may be accurately hit by the Japanese infantry, not to mention the current time when the distance between the two sides is closer.

Perhaps the only advantage is that Zhang San is on a hillside 200 meters high. Because of the shooting angle, the Japanese army in the upward shooting state needs higher accuracy.

That is undoubtedly a great adventure!

But Shen Laoliu also knew that as the strongest firepower point of all people here, if Zhang San and the machine gun in his hand did not take action at this time, when the Japanese army attacked the mountainside, they and the remaining hundreds of villagers would not even have a chance to fight.

Although they fought back and forth with the Japanese army in just a few minutes, both sides suffered casualties, but the Japanese army only had more than 20 casualties in total, only one-tenth of the total, not even broken bones.

He could only cooperate with his little brother!

Fortunately, the iron sand that kept splashing on the right wing mountainside also made the Japanese army very cautious. Although the iron sand the size of mung beans may not kill people, it is also very troublesome to be shot into the body by such a dirty thing. Not to mention the pain, it is easy to cause wound infection, which can also kill people, not to mention that it may hit several people in a row.

A Japanese grenade launcher was bending over to transfer, and then under the command, he hid behind a rock and fired a grenade at the area where Zhang San was.

But for this Japanese grenade thrower who was very aware of the crisis, he forgot one very important thing. The half-meter-wide rock might block his entire front, but Shen Laoliu's position was just in front of him, and his shoulder and neck were completely exposed to Shen Laoliu's gun.

So, just after firing a grenade, when he lowered his head to take the grenade handed over by his assistant and reloaded it, Shen Laoliu fired.

The bullet shot into his neck from the side, and then came out from the other side. A blood hole as big as a water cup appeared in his fragile neck. The carotid artery and throat were completely torn apart by the rolling bullet. With the last struggle of the grenade thrower who fell to the ground, gushing blood spurted out from the wound and mouth and nose. In just a few seconds, it soaked the first aid kit that the ammunition thrower tried desperately to block his wound.

In the end, only the lips were slightly moved and the body was constantly twitching, like a fish thrown on the beach!

The cruel scene frightened another group of grenade throwers not far away so much that their hands and feet turned cold. They hid their bodies tightly behind the bunkers and dared not move again, even though Haruta Yumo loudly ordered the grenade throwers to shoot.

The Japanese were also afraid of death. Many of those who were not afraid of death had died in the previous year's battle!

Zhang San, who had already emptied a belt of ammunition, almost used his hands and feet to drag the machine gun and hide more than ten meters away. Less than ten seconds later, two consecutive grenades were accurately thrown at his previous position.

The rocks that could withstand machine gun bullets were blown into pieces. If he left even a few seconds later, the flying shrapnel and stones could shoot him into a sieve!

But this level of fire suppression could not stop the Japanese army from attacking the high ground!

For any commander, if he stayed at a low position, he could only passively take the beating, even if the opponent used almost primitive firearms.

Occupy the high ground, completely suppress the opponent with firepower, and then tear the opponent's defense line with superior firepower, and finally win!

Chuntian Youwu was exhausted a lot of his spirit, but it did not mean that his brain was hollowed out by the short-term comfort.

Soon, with the continuous sirens of the infantry squadron level, the Japanese army in the front, middle and back sections began to attack upward again.

The heavy machine guns and light machine guns that had just been silenced sounded again. They might not be as accurate as the shooters who were killed, but the Japanese infantry had also been trained in machine gun shooting, that is, to replace the machine gunners who died in wartime, and the fire suppression was also excellent.

The bushes on the hillside were shaking, and the bird gun soldiers were suppressed by the rain of bullets, not to mention that they dared not raise their heads, and even the loading speed was much slower than usual.

This is probably the most ferocious enemy that the people of Yeyue Village have ever encountered in their lives, no one!

Not to mention them, even elite warriors like Long Ying who have experienced the Battle of the Great Wall can only lean against a rock, stretching out one hand holding the box gun, desperately pulling the trigger downwards, with almost no accuracy.

There is no way, just like they have Shen Laoliu, the Japanese army also has precision rifle shooters. Her two box guns that can continue to fire are the most fierce firepower points on the right wing mountain, and have long been targeted by the Japanese army.

At least four rifles are aimed at her, waiting for her to expose her body! There are no less than five bullet marks on the big rock.

The bun that was originally tied up has been shot by a bullet, and the long hair hangs down. In order not to affect the action, Long Ying simply wraps it around her neck and bites the end of the hair with her mouth!

Jiuli women attach great importance to their hair. They have been growing it since they were six years old, until they got married and tied up the bride's bun!

When Long Ying joined the 29th Army, she was also asked to cut her long hair. Later, the commander allowed her to keep it because of her identity as a Jiuli tribe member.

Even though her hair had been messed up by the burning bullets, she was reluctant to cut it off!

Death is not scary, but faith cannot be lost!

Long Yan, who had previously shown his excellent fighting talent, was also targeted by Japanese riflemen after killing several Japanese soldiers in succession.

He did not have the professionally trained lurking skills of Shen Laoliu. Almost all tactical actions were instinctive, and his excellent shooting skills were also trained by the bullets provided by the village at great expense.

To be precise, the dozen rifles that the entire Yeyue Village spent more than 20 years to purchase were basically the last cards of the Yeyue Village. All the gunmen were carefully selected by the entire village and spent a lot of money to buy bullets for live ammunition training.

Even if the shooting skills were not as good as those of the Japanese infantry at this time, they were at least similar to those of the ordinary infantry of the Four Lines Regiment.

If it weren't for the occasional shots from the dozen rifles hitting the Japanese infantry, putting some pressure on the Japanese army, perhaps the Japanese army moving up the hillside would have already attacked the halfway point of the mountain.

With just Shen Laoliu's semi-automatic rifle and Zhang San's machine gun, how could they take care of the entire 600-meter-long battle line?

It turned out that Longyan, who was just pretending to hunt, could deceive the wild beasts in the mountains, but he couldn't deceive those experienced Japanese veterans. A light machine gun kept firing at his hiding area, and two Japanese soldiers hid in the bushes waiting for him to reveal his figure when he couldn't stand the continuous shooting of bullets and dodged!

In an instant, the hunter and the prey swapped positions!

As a result, experienced Japanese veterans also had their miscalculations.

Longyan hid, but not to the top of the mountain or to the left or right, but to the opposite!

The huge body rolled forward and fell into a bush below. When the two Japanese veterans reacted, they quickly shot at the bush, but the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes disappeared.

No one knows the outcome of the battle, but the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes completely disappeared in the next two minutes of fighting.

This made Shen Laoliu, who was looking at the battlefield with a scope, couldn't help but feel a little shocked!

Although this guy is a bit funny, his fighting ability is definitely very strong. He won't be finished just after the battle!

Moreover, when he thought that the heroic female leader might be heartbroken because of the death of her brother, Shen Laoliu couldn't help but frown!

This is a battlefield. Not to mention him, a soldier, even a strong man like Tang Tuanzuo can't protect everyone!

Then, more than 200 meters away, Shen Laoliu heard the familiar loud voice: "Smash the dog to death for me!"

Along with the shouting, a black thing of unknown stuff was thrown down from the woods in the mountains.

Instinctively, all the soldiers, including Captain Haruta Yumono, lay down.

It's not because many of them can understand Chinese, but because they are not blind. Those things that were thrown dozens of meters away and then fell down are definitely not anything.

In a short period of time, no one can tell whether the Chinese shouted "smash" or "explode"!

If it is a pack of explosives or a cluster grenade, those who dare to expose their bodies are definitely real warriors.

Such warriors are obviously almost non-existent in the area where the black things fell.

But if you are hit by that thing, you can only say that you are unlucky!

Of course, the biggest expectation of the Japanese soldiers who were curled up on the ground was that the bomb would explode on someone else's head!

That is, no one expected that the Chinese mountain people would have so much explosives, which was really beyond the Japanese army's cognition.

How could the number be small! There were more than 100 soldiers who were not qualified to go down to the mountainside. They were not used to watching their compatriots and enemies fight to the death.

It took more than ten minutes to tinker with the stuff. From a distance, it looked like more than a hundred cluster grenades, which could scare people to death.

In fact, some people were really scared to pee.

For example, some Japanese infantrymen who were unlucky and were hit by "explosives" on their heads or back seats shrank suddenly at that moment, and the timid ones even made the ground under them wet.

But no one was qualified to laugh at their cowardice. If you don't believe it, throw something like a grenade on you and try it?

Not to mention the battlefield, even on the training ground, those who didn't scare the shit out of them were real men.

From this point of view, the fighting will of the infantry of the 20th Division is absolutely tenacious.

You see, more than 80% of the Japanese infantrymen who covered their heads and waited for their companions to turn into ashes while they themselves escaped by luck were silently counting "1, 2, 3..."

Such a calm soldier, just ask you if it is scary or not!

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