A bullet burst out from the muzzle of the gun in an instant, and the bullet flew quickly towards the Japanese Lieutenant Colonel's head.
'puff!'
The bullet accurately hit the Japanese Lieutenant Colonel who was grinning.
The Japanese Lieutenant Colonel's head suddenly exploded with a ball of blood, and his body fell straight to the ground. The expression on his face still maintained the ferocious look of his life.
"Your Excellency, Lieutenant Colonel? Your Excellency, Lieutenant Colonel!"
The Japanese soldier next to him was stunned for a moment, and then shouted like a mourning concubine, but before he could finish his words, he was shot away by Ding Wei.
"Good marksmanship!"
Mahan couldn't help shouting, "If you can kill an enemy officer with one shot in such a complex environment, if this kind of marksmanship is not good, what other marksmanship can be good?"
Immediately, Ma Han looked at Ding Wei with some admiration. Being able to hit the target accurately requires not only some luck, but also the user's own marksmanship!
Hearing the compliments in his ears, Ding Wei continued to aim at the next target without changing his expression.
Within a hundred meters, as long as the shell gun is fired, an enemy will inevitably fall.
soon.
Ding Wei's miraculous marksmanship attracted the attention of the surrounding soldiers.
When they noticed that the shooter was their regiment leader, they couldn't help but look at Ding Wei with a strange expression.
Because from the time Ding Wei started shooting until now, he has almost never fired a blank gun! And he still used a shell gun that was difficult to use!
This is simply the legendary sharpshooter!
Ding Wei had a cold face and kept changing his position to shoot the kid below. Ding Wei didn't even know how many magazine clips he had changed.
At the beginning, a lot of ammunition was seized from the Japs, including rifle bullets.
The ammunition reserve is very sufficient, and Ding Wei also shot happily at this moment, without having to think about saving bullets.
suddenly.
Ding Wei turned his eyes and looked at a cunning Japanese soldier. He was hiding behind a truck, holding a grenade in his hand and constantly adjusting the angle.
From the direction it was looking, Ding Wei knew that this little devil wanted to knock out their machine gun position.
"Looking for death!" Ding Wei snorted coldly, then pointed the gun at him and pulled the trigger again.
The Japanese soldier immediately fell to the ground, the grenade in his hand fell to the ground, and the shell that had just entered the chamber immediately rushed forward.
There was an explosion of "boom".
This grenade shell flying randomly detonated a truck of supplies.
"Hold!"
Seeing that a truck with supplies was destroyed, Ding Wei was heartbroken. He took the shell and shot the little Japs below to vent his anger.
The skill of making bullets within 100 meters without missing a shot is really powerful. As long as Ding Wei holds the pistol, he will not miss any enemy within 100 meters.
Even in the past, Ding Wei could only do it when he adjusted his condition.
Where is it like now, in a complex battlefield, shooting and killing enemies running around, and achieving perfect shots in the true sense.
Of course, enemies a hundred meters away can also be killed with the touch of your hand, but your accuracy won't be that high.
The three skills of 100-meter shooting, eagle eye, and night vision are simply the perfect combination on the battlefield!
Ding Wei relied on his newly acquired pistol skills to kill enemies on the road like a peerless master.
The soldiers lying in ambush on both sides also began to pour fire crazily at the Japanese on the road.
The light and heavy machine guns at high altitudes combined with the 38-type rifles on both sides of the road created an airtight barrage of firepower in an instant.
Rows of bullets whizzed and hit the Japanese soldiers on the road, splattering them with blood.
The fierce firepower from the 2nd Battalion left the Japanese transport brigade without the ability to counterattack. They were trapped as soon as the battle began.
Even when the Japanese soldiers gradually came to their senses and tried to raise their guns to fight back, they were suppressed by the fierce firepower from both sides.
No matter how brave and skilled they are, when faced with this overwhelming firepower, they are just a bunch of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Both sides of the road were filled with tiny streams of light dragged by bullets in mid-air, which looked extremely dazzling, but in the eyes of the Japanese soldiers, all of this was a reminder to the King of Hell.
At this time, the Japanese already knew that the ambush troops were coming from both sides of the road.
In the dark night, those places with flickering lights were ambush positions.
The dense bullets were like raindrops, falling on the road one after another, and the little devils were bathed in a rain of bullets.
The little Japanese officer who wanted to organize his team to fight back was eliminated first.
A Japanese major who was lucky enough to find a bunker hid behind the bunker and carefully identified the location of the enemy's machine gun.
After listening for a while, the expression on his face suddenly became a little ugly.
Through the bullet marks and gunshots, the Japanese major quickly identified that there were at least a dozen machine guns around.
Moreover, they occupied several commanding heights around them, and with their wide field of vision, they were suppressing the imperial army's counterattack.
What made him even more frightened was that the division of labor between the attacking forces on both sides was very clear.
First, kill their commanding officers at all levels, and then their machine gunners and gunners.
The fierce attacks came one after another, and each time became more violent, leaving them without any chance to breathe.
Moreover, the opponent's firepower has hardly weakened from the beginning, which is enough to prove that their ammunition reserves are very sufficient.
The enemy who ambushed them was obviously well prepared...
now.
This Japanese Major has realized that the situation is not good. What he thought was a safe transportation mission has actually ambushed such a powerful enemy.
"Machine gun crew! Cover immediately!"
"Mortar team, quickly find a way to counterattack!"
…
The Japanese Major roared at the top of his lungs.
This voice did have some effect, but their machine guns and mortars misfired again before they even fired twice.
The soldiers next to the machine guns and mortars tried to take up positions, but before they could touch the weapons, they were mowed down to the ground by the machine guns from above.
The Japanese Major's heart was about to break.
But then.
The Japanese Major heard several sounds that made his heart palpitate.
Without even looking up at the sky, he knew it was the sound of grenades and mortar shells.
The mortars and grenades of the 2nd Battalion were marked for bombardment. The shells fell on the road like rain.
This undoubtedly made things worse for the Japanese troops who were already passive. The two-way attacks from the sky and the ground made them unable to fight back.
The Japanese Major couldn't figure it out. He had walked this road countless times, so why did something go wrong this time?
In a trance.
He seemed to have seen the cherry blossom trees in bloom in his hometown, which were in full bloom.
"Farewell, my hometown, farewell, my Yuko." The Japanese Major said dejectedly, and grabbed a handful of Void unwillingly.
Immediately, a cannonball exploded next to him, and the Japanese Major's body was like a kite that was out of line, and he flew backwards.