In order to increase the firepower, Mahan specially borrowed dozens of light machine guns and eight grenade launchers from the machine gun company and artillery platoon. Each platoon carried a base amount of ammunition.
In order to avoid exposing their identities, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu's two battalions mainly used old sleeves made in Hanyang.
Not long after leaving the city, the 1st Infantry Brigade of the Japanese Army's Dongdao Regiment also dispersed and marched towards each mountain village in small groups.
In the jungle.
Japanese captain Masao Murakami is leading a small group of soldiers on the road to Weiwu Village.
There was a sinister smile on Murakami Masanami's lips. Ever since he learned that the bandits from Weiwu Village actually attacked the Imperial Army's stronghold, he had been thinking about wiping out these bandits.
Now that the opportunity has come, Murakami Masanna's mouth was a little excited, even though the order he received was to capture the bandit leader of Weiwu Village.
However, the commander of the alliance, Higashishima Aoyama, did not say that he could not beat the leader of the Weiwu village bandits to the point where he could only breathe.
The remaining 60 Japanese soldiers, with a bit of a sinister smile on their lips, were chatting and laughing with each other, not paying any attention to the surrounding environment.
Little did he know, there were at least ten guns aimed at his head.
now.
Ding Wei has already led his men to eliminate the hidden and open sentinels left by the bandits, and ambushed them here.
Through the Eagle Eye skill.
Ding Wei immediately locked eyes with the arrogant-looking Japanese captain, and subconsciously wanted to pick up the 97 sniper rifle slung on his left shoulder and put a bullet in his head.
But then I thought about it, using the Type 97 sniper rifle would most likely reveal my identity.
It would be very troublesome if the Japanese were alerted. Ding Wei touched to the right again and picked up a Hanyang-made weapon.
When I hold the Hanyang product in my hand.
Ding Wei felt an indescribable feeling, as if the gun had grown out of his own body, almost becoming one with himself.
Seeing Ding Wei holding up Hanyang Zao, Zhang Long was a little surprised and said: "Captain, you don't want to shoot, do you?"
Although the distance is only more than 400 meters, the rifling of this gun has been smoothed. When you fire, you don't know where the bullet will fly. Why don't we shoot closer?
Moreover, there are branches blocking the road, and if the bullet hits a branch, its trajectory will be deflected."
But Ding Wei was full of confidence and said with a smile: "That's you. This gun now has my surname of Ding. It will hit wherever I tell it to hit!"
If it were before, Ding Wei might need to be familiar with ballistics, but for him with sniper skills, this distance is not a problem at all.
Zhang Long curled his lips and didn't say much, but a look of suspicion appeared on his face.
"What? You don't believe it?" Ding Wei glanced at Zhang Long and handed him the binoculars: "Have you seen the Japanese captain?
If you don’t like it, you can tell me which part of his body you want, and I’ll shoot you. If I can’t hit you... the gun behind you will be yours!"
Zhang Long's eyes lit up, he looked at the sniper rifle behind Ding Wei, and nodded repeatedly: "Okay!"
Immediately, he took a telescope and glanced at Murakami Masao on the road. After observing carefully for a while, he whispered: "Hit him in the left eye!"
Because of the angle of their ambush, Murakami Masami's left eye would be blocked from time to time, so he deliberately chose such a tricky angle.
How could Ding Wei, who has eagle eyes, not know about Zhang Long's little tricks and didn't expose him at the moment?
"No problem!" Ding Wei said nothing and immediately agreed: "Let's talk about it first. What will you do if you lose?"
"Hmm..." Zhang Long pondered for a while: "Captain, doesn't your book say you need to learn how to dig trenches? If I lose, the Wangzhuang trench will be ours..."
After a pause, Zhang Long suddenly changed his words: "I will dig it alone!"
"Okay! Since you want to be a coolie, I won't stop you!" Ding Wei said with a confident smile.
Then he gently pulled the bolt and pushed the bullet into the chamber.
The soldiers lying around heard the conversation between Ding Wei and Zhang Long.
When they heard that the group leader was going to beat up the Japanese captain below, they all immediately became interested.
Zhang Long looked at Ding Wei's serious look and just wanted to say something, just say it...
"boom!"
But before he could say anything, he suddenly heard a deafening gunshot.
The next second.
Zhang Long saw Murakami Masanna fall to the ground in response.
"Fuck!" Zhang Long couldn't help but cursed, and looked at Ding Wei in disbelief, his mouth slightly open, his expression as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
Zhang Long's face was full of surprise at this moment, he picked up the telescope again and looked towards the road.
In the telescope.
The Japanese captain's body fell straight to the ground, and a ferocious blood hole appeared in his left eye.
Several Japanese soldiers around him were startled for a moment, and then, like a group of monkeys, they pointed at the corpses on the ground and shouted.
The Japanese soldiers on the road were in a mess, firing guns randomly around them.
"Hold!"
This time, Zhang Long saw it for real.
"How is it? Battalion Commander?"
"Did the captain hit?"
"Did you hit? Did you hit?"
…
The soldier beside Zhang Long asked softly.
"...hit."
Zhang Long looked at the smiling Ding Wei, suddenly felt a bit bitter in his mouth, and nodded slightly.
One sentence hit the target and exploded nearby like thunder.
The soldiers in this platoon looked at Ding Wei as if they were seeing a ghost.
A gun with a smooth rifling, in a complex environment, can actually hit with one shot...
Zhang Long suddenly heard that that night when he was attacking the Japanese stronghold, Ding Wei also wielded a mortar and threw fist-sized shells into the firing hole.
"How is it? Are you convinced?" Ding Wei asked with a smile.
Zhang Long grimaced and nodded slightly: "Captain, can we discuss this..."
"Dream!" Ding Wei flatly refused: "I'm just waiting for you to go back and dig trenches!"
Zhang Long began to regret in his heart why he started this bet with Ding Wei.
The words just fell.
Ding Wei heard several gunshots coming from his ears.
"Don't talk nonsense yet! Clean up the Japanese soldiers below!" A smile appeared on Ding Wei's lips.
"Mountain warfare is our strength. Fight and retreat at the same time!"
After a pause, Ding Wei added: "The bandits on the mountain will come down immediately when they hear the noise. Leave these devils for them to play with!"
on the road.
A small team of Japanese soldiers had dispersed and were heading towards the mountain, leaving a detachment of soldiers to guard the bodies.
"Kill those bandits!"
"Surround them quickly!"
"Kill them to avenge the captain!"
…
Hearing the sound of Hanyang Zao in their ears, these little devils subconsciously thought it was the bandits on the mountain, and their hatred for the bandits in Weiwu Village increased even more.
When they saw the dark shadows walking back and forth on the mountain, they became even more certain that the person who killed their captain was the bandit on the mountain.
The two sides immediately got into a scuffle.
Under Ding Wei's flexible command, a group of soldiers took advantage of the terrain to play hide-and-seek with the Japanese below.