Rise From Eight Hundred

In terms of individual combat power, Zhao Daqiang has never been defeated by anyone in the 26th Division.

But when he was lurking in the street and saw how Tang Dao used complex terrain to solve the Japanese army, he was completely convinced.

There may be few people who can accurately shoot a submachine gun that wins by firepower output as a rifle and kill three Japanese soldiers in a row, but Zhao Daqiang thinks that he can barely do it within a distance of 100 meters.

With extremely accurate throwing, he threw a long-handled grenade to the Japanese grenade launcher soldier who had just set up a grenade launcher to attack his position 40 meters away. Although this kind of operation is magical, in addition to the precise control of muscles, the factor of luck cannot be ruled out.

Until he saw two guard company soldiers mistakenly enter a house because they were not familiar with the terrain, but they were blocked by a Japanese squad. The Lieutenant Colonel Tang, who was carrying a submachine gun and a rifle, actually shot one person and suppressed the Japanese squad from nearly 200 meters away.

Anyone who dared to show his head was dead.

The rifle with the scope was like the sickle of the god of death. Whoever it aimed at would die.

Even if the Japanese soldiers had already hidden behind the brick wall, this guy still shot. The courtyard wall made of single-layer bricks could not stop the penetration of the Mosin-Ganna rifle bullets, so the Japanese infantry who thought they were safe still died.

What was amazing was not the terrible judgment of the rifle's penetration, but that the Tang Dao could actually predict the hiding position of the Japanese soldiers who had completely lost their shape.

With such a sharp shot, Zhao Daqiang could only say that he was convinced, very convinced.

But this was not the end of the Tang Dao's strength.

Because they found that the Chinese defenders in Cangcheng were trying to escape, the Japanese infantry could not wait for the artillery to show its power, so they took the initiative to pursue. Soldiers from both sides entangled in the streets. The Chinese and Japanese sides wanted to kill and maim each other no matter what, and the artillery that could show the most lethality could only cease fire.

Even Kunisaki Zheng, who hated the Cangcheng defenders to the point of gnashing his teeth, did not issue a brainless military order to send his own people to heaven with artillery.

First, the Kunisaki detachment had not been forced to that point; second, if he used this trick against the Chinese, he would definitely be criticized by his subordinates for having shit in his head. How many Chinese are there, and how many Japanese are there? In such an exchange, the Chinese would even be willing to exchange ten for one of them.

This can only be a battlefield for infantry.

The Japanese are not new to the battlefield. They were beaten by submachine guns and didn't care about their heads, but they were not afraid of a rifle.

Through ballistic analysis, they found the approximate position of Tang Dao, the reckless sharpshooter, and fired and bombarded him with rifles, light machine guns and grenade launchers.

The combat effectiveness of the Japanese army is self-evident. Within a distance of 200 meters, their shooting skills are enough to guarantee that a target running wildly will be hit. The grenade launcher with a range of 500 meters can throw grenades within five meters of the target after the test shooting.

With Zhao Daqiang's strength, he can basically guarantee that after killing two Japanese soldiers, he will be driven like a dog by the overwhelming bullets and grenades. Whether he can dodge is still to be seen.

Unfortunately, the Japanese encountered not ordinary Chinese elites, but Tang Dao.

Tang Dao seemed to have mastered his telepathy, always leaving the shooting position in advance before being attacked and hiding in another position that he had already observed.

The Japanese could not kill Tang Dao, so they could only endure being hit by the elusive Tang Dao.

Zhao Daqiang really realized how terrible a super sniper is in a geographical location where it is easier to hide.

Perhaps, except for soldiers with the same level as him and artillery that can cover the attack, the rest are just lambs to be slaughtered.

Tang Dao, one man and one gun, suppressed the Japanese army with at least dozens of reinforcements and prevented them from advancing, so that the two guard company soldiers who were trapped in the siege finally escaped without danger.

"The Japanese son of a bitch is unlucky to meet such a great man!" Zhao Daqiang sighed slightly and stood up, put away the telescope, and prepared to sneak away quietly.

Then, his body suddenly stiffened.

There was a hard object on his back, if nothing unexpected happened, it was the barrel of the gun.

It was a rifle barrel, otherwise it wouldn't be so thick. The touch from the back muscles clearly told Zhao Daqiang.

Although most of his mind was on observing the battlefield, someone actually bullied him from behind without him knowing it. What kind of strength does this have?

Zhao Daqiang was so discouraged that he even had the idea of ​​giving up resistance at that moment.

Because he knew that with the strength of the person coming, even if he was fully focused, he might not be his opponent.

Could it be a master sent by the Japanese army? Only such a master can fight against Tang Dao.

Zhao Daqiang, who was nervous, tensed his muscles and was ready to shout out. He had made up his mind that even if he died, he had to warn Tang Dao.

"If you idiot shouts, I and you will be killed." A Sichuan accent sounded leisurely on the left side of Zhao Daqiang.

Zhao Daqiang turned his head suddenly, and saw Tang Dao, wearing a tattered military uniform, sitting leisurely two meters to his left. A bitter smile appeared on his face: "Captain Tang, you almost scared me to death! I can get up now!"

"You idiot, why are you running here instead of staying with Commander Liu?" Tang Dao smiled slightly, raised his rifle, and motioned Zhao Daqiang to look back.

Zhao Daqiang looked back and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

What kind of gun barrel was that? It was just a bamboo stick, one end of which was stuck in the broken wall, and the other end was hanging in the air. If he hadn't planned to get up, he probably wouldn't have touched that thing.

The most powerful soldier of the 26th Division was frightened by a bamboo stick. Does this count as an 80-year-old mother being scared?

But it seems not, after all, it was Tang Dao who did it.

"Captain Tang, thank you!" Zhao Daqiang, whose face turned from white to red, was quite quick-witted and finally came to his senses.

Although he was a little distracted by the fierce battlefield, his vigilance was still too low.

This time it was Tang Dao, what if it was the Japanese next time? Then he would have no chance to regret.

Seeing that Liu Yuqing, the guard squad leader who was also an acquaintance of his, was quite smart and knew his intention to "teasing" him, Tang Dao smiled and didn't teach him here. He said: "Let's go, leave here, otherwise the Japanese will be angry and come to fire cannons, and we will really become brothers who have burned yellow paper."

Zhao Daqiang picked up the Mauser pistol and ran away.

For no other reason, he believed in Tang Dao's judgment.

However, Tang Dao made a rare mistake this time.

The Japanese army did not retaliate against the already dilapidated buildings because a group of remnants of the army escaped under their noses. Perhaps it was because Kunisaki realized that instead of wasting shells to vent his anger, it would be better to use shells that required real money to make to hit the Chinese who annoyed him.

Such Japanese are obviously more terrible when they return to their stingy nature.

Yes, the Japanese army's baggage was not blown by the wind.

Although the North China Expeditionary Army prepared a rich baggage ration for the Tenth Army in order to annihilate the Chinese army in the west of Shanghai, the data of thousands of shells wasted in just one morning was put on the desks of Suematsu Shigeharu and Kunisaki. The two Japanese army generals who had never been so extravagant ordered their own artillery units to stop the meaningless artillery retaliation.

Since the Chinese escaped, the Cangcheng position was considered to have changed hands.

The Japanese army was very cautious and sent an infantry squad to investigate the Cangcheng position. After finding that there was really no living Chinese, two more infantry squads were sent in.

An infantry squadron entering a position as large as six or seven football fields seemed a bit weak, but the Japanese were not stupid. The Chinese had artillery and accurate coordinates. The last round of artillery bombardment killed nearly 400 people directly. If more people went in, wouldn’t it be a gift to the Chinese?

The reconnaissance team found many Chinese bullet shelters, but they were either destroyed roughly or had grenades and mechanisms in them, which were accidentally detonated, causing many casualties.

Simply, the captain squadron leader who arrived later strictly ordered not to enter these black holes at will. If you want to avoid bullets, it is better to do it yourself and have enough food and clothing.

As for the Chinese who died here, Japanese officers at all levels believed that the Chinese who evacuated in a hurry would not be able to take away all the bodies.

There is nothing wrong with this. No matter how powerful the Tang Dao is, it can only save lives. It is the limit of his ability to take away all the wounded.

The bodies of the dead were put into the two largest and deepest bullet shelters and buried by bombing. It is not easy for the Japanese army to dig them out.

Moreover, Tang Dao had people use wooden sticks dipped in the blood of the Japanese army to write a few big words in the most conspicuous position of the Cangcheng wall: Those who move the remains of our army without permission will die!

But there are always people in this world who don't believe in evil.