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Chapter 163 The King of Cannonballs

There was a "bang" gunshot.

A Japanese soldier on the high tower wailed in response, then turned over and fell down with a face full of pain.

"Brothers, we are going to die no matter what, why don't we fight with the little devil!" Monk Wei roared.

"There are gunshots outside. Let's fight with the little devils and cooperate with them inside and outside to take down this prisoner of war camp!"

Encouraged by Monk Wei, the other prisoners of war also began to move.

First one, then two or three...

Soon, hundreds of prisoners of war began to riot, and the roars of the prisoners of war could be heard in the prison camp.

When Monk Wei saw this, he was overjoyed. The chance of someone helping them escape would be greater.

Then, he picked up the 38 big cover again and aimed at another tall tower.

Another gunshot rang out, and a Japanese soldier fell down and turned into a puddle of flesh.

There was sudden chaos in the prisoner of war camp.

Outside the prisoner of war camp, there was also loud gunfire at this moment.

The prisoner-of-war camp where Takahashi Wataru and Takagi Ryosuke were stationed was originally just a casual job. To put it bluntly, they were just dawdling around. It was difficult to meet a bandit on a normal day, let alone the Eighth Route Army and the National Army.

Now that they heard the fierce gunshots outside, they were naturally thinking about how to make military exploits to get away from this ghost place.

When they heard the movement in the prisoner-of-war camp, they didn't pay much attention to how powerful a group of defeated troops could cause a disturbance.

Fierce gunfire was heard in front of the prisoner of war camp.

Takagi Ryosuke and Takahashi Wataru were full of excitement. The more they thought about the gunfire, the more it proved that the opponent was the main force, and the greater their contribution would be.

The two of them didn't care about what was going on in the prisoner-of-war camp. They only sent two small teams of Japanese soldiers to suppress the riots in the prisoner-of-war camp.

Outside the prisoner of war camp.

The sound of gunfire, like fried beans, resounded in the sky.

They obviously underestimated the firepower deployed by the Japanese outside, when Ding Wei and others tried to attack.

The hidden firepower deployed by some little devils was also exposed, and a shower of firepower was poured in front of the 28th regiment formation, causing smoke and dust to fly everywhere.

At least a dozen machine gun fires flickered in the mountains opposite.

"Captain, the enemy's firepower is too strong, we can't get through." Ma Han lay down next to Ding Wei and said: "It's okay if our submachine gun is close, but it's hard to hit the enemy if it's farther away."

"Fierce?" Ding Wei said coldly: "I will make the Japanese machine gun misfire right away!"

Immediately, Ding Wei's face suddenly changed and he said sternly: "Bring me the mortar!" Ding Wei roared.

The little devils here may have not had a fight for too long and are used to living a stable life, but they actually exposed their hidden firepower in the first place.

"Mortar, quick!" Mahan Mengren reacted.

The leader of my regiment is not only a fast shooter, but also a veritable artillery king.

During the previous battle to defend Wangcun, the regiment leader made the little devil cry for his father and mother.

Not long after he finished speaking, Lu Yingxiong ran over with a mortar in one hand and a shell box in the other.

Ding Wei took the mortar and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Lay out mortars.

aim.

Load the gun.

The whole movement is smooth and smooth, done in one go.

Following a muffled sound, a ball of fire flashed from the muzzle.

The cannonball suddenly turned into an extremely dazzling flame and came out of the barrel.

The shell carried a piercing scream and turned into a famous arc in the air, heading towards one of the heavy machine gun positions that was spitting bullets.

There was a loud "boom" sound.

There was a deafening explosion outside the prisoner of war camp, and a ball of flames instantly bloomed, swallowing up the little Japanese's heavy machine gun position entirely.

Smoke rose from the ground in an instant and enveloped the battlefield.

The gunfire in the heavy machine gun position suddenly stopped, and two Japanese soldiers could be vaguely seen being thrown away.

"pretty!"

The soldiers who noticed this scene couldn't help but applaud, even though they were two to three hundred meters away from the machine gun position, completely within the range of the mortars.

Many of these soldiers are veterans. Although they have never played with mortars, they have never seen pork, but they have seen pigs running.

The heavy machine gun position was indeed built at a high place, and the location was extremely tricky.

If the coordinates are not corrected through test firing, let alone whether it can be killed with one shot, it will be considered powerful if it can be hit by five rounds.

But the fact is that the heavy machine gun that was firing was completely destroyed in the blink of an eye.

They saw with their own eyes that Ding Wei picked up the mortar and killed the heavy machine gun with one shot without any test firing.

You must be confused...

Some soldiers who had never seen Ding Wei's cannon thought subconsciously.

While they were thinking, Ding Wei adjusted the muzzle of the mortar again and dropped a shell towards another machine gun position.

Ding Wei's face was full of confidence. Whenever a cannonball flew out, he would quickly adjust the muzzle and aim at the next target.

For a moment, the soldiers watching Ding Wei's actions were a little dumbfounded.

Where did he get his confidence?

Just took a look at the Japanese machine gun position on the opposite side, and didn't even conduct a test firing, but just aimed directly at the enemy position?

Many of them had never seen Ding Wei fire a gun at all, so it was normal for them to have this idea.

For not less than a minute, at least a dozen shells flew out at the same time, and piercing screams sounded one after another.

But the next second, they immediately changed their inner thoughts.

A dozen or so artillery shells in mid-air dragged out a small trail of flames, which quickly flew towards the machine gun positions in various parts of the prisoner of war camp, and hit the Japanese machine gun positions hard.

Not long after.

Dazzling fires flashed in the Japanese forward positions, and the artillery shells accurately hit the Japanese machine gun positions.

Continuous smoke suddenly appeared on various machine gun positions, spreading like a long dragon.

Soon, the gunpowder smoke connected together to form a huge cloud of smoke, covering the little Japanese position.

You can vaguely see the Japanese soldiers flying out of the position, with their broken limbs and arms flying around.

The light and heavy machine guns that were spitting bullets and suppressing Ding Wei's attack misfired one after another.

The sound of any enemy machine guns could no longer be heard in the mountains opposite, nor could the flickering muzzles of the enemy machine guns be seen.

The originally ferocious firepower of the Japs suddenly became thinner.

"Hold!"

"What the hell is going on?"

"Am I dazzled?"

"Damn it, haven't I woke up yet?"

The veteran who said this looked at the blazing flames on the opposite side and was a little confused for a moment.

Killing one of the machine gun positions with one shot can be said to be a coincidence.

But Ding Wei did not conduct any test firing in a short period of time, and almost fired at aim...

This method of sex can only be described in four words: superb.

The soldiers lying next to Ding Wei were all shocked. His one-handed shooting skills completely exceeded their expectations.

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