Wang Chengzhu shot dead the leading bandit standing behind a broken tree. He had no time to call the soldiers behind him to fight back, so he pulled the gun bolt and continued shooting.
Similar to the revolver rapid-fire method of Amelica Iai Gunfighting, the bolt-action rifle also has a semi-automatic rapid-fire method, which was popular among riflemen before World War I. As time went by, repeating machine guns and "water
Weapons that can quickly annihilate effective forces, such as "cabinet" tanks and biplanes, were put into the war. The fear of insufficient firepower spread among all parties involved in the war, and various rifle usage skills were squeezed out of the battlefield ecological niche.
Seven meters away, a gun is fast; within seven meters, a gun is fast and accurate. This joke circulated among self-defense enthusiasts sets the tone for the theory that hot weapons are stronger than cold weapons.
In terms of thermal weapons, the larger the caliber, the greater the lethality. When you lift a revolver, you don’t need a pocket pistol, and when you lift a drum submachine gun, you don’t need a twenty or thirty-round magazine submachine gun.
For a powerful light machine gun, there is no need for a bolt-action rifle. Where grenades cannot be thrown, use rifle grenades, grenades or light mortars...
In short, using the most lethal weapon to eliminate the enemy's effective forces as quickly as possible is an instinctive reaction that is always engraved in the mind of any person on the battlefield.
Wang Chengzhu held the gun with his left forearm, and pulled the bolt with his palm in a relatively awkward posture. The rifle in his hand was placed on his right shoulder, and his right index finger was slightly bent, ready to continue shooting. His body instinctively turned towards the target he had locked.
"Bang...click...bang..." In just a few seconds, Wang Chengzhu fired the empty magazine. With a crisp sound, the missing magazine fell from the bottom of the magazine. Shaking his slightly cramped left hand, he removed it from the ammunition bag.
Take out a plate and press the missing magazine containing five bullets into the magazine.
Wang Chengzhu skillfully and quickly closed the magazine cover of the gun and loaded the gun. He raised the muzzle of the gun again and pointed at a bandit who looked thickly dressed: "The life or death of your leader is unknown now. Who can take action? Stand up."
Come out and say some words?"
In the time it took an ordinary person to take three or four breaths, Wang Chengzhu quickly knocked down five bandits and subdued the people who were ambushing him on both sides. The soldiers behind him heard the gunshots and quickly pulled the single-hanging gun belt on his right shoulder.
Take a standing shooting position and aim at the bandits on the hillside on your side.
In a moment, the positions of the offensive and defensive sides were reversed.
The bandit who was pointed at by Wang Chengzhu plucked up his courage and replied in a somewhat frustrated tone: "My lord, our master has failed you. I beg you, sir, if you have a lot of money, please let us go."
"What the hell is the name Jun Ye?" Wang Chengzhu frowned slightly. This call to the soldiers around him was passed back to the regiment, and the reputation may develop in a bad direction.
His current position is acting platoon leader, and his rank after being conferred at the platoon level is second lieutenant. Before the "acting" prefix title is removed, he can only correspond to the rank of sergeant major, which is the seventh-level non-commissioned officer.
Calling this a big or small matter, comrade is not allowed to appear in the mouth of a bandit. Wang Chengzhu's mind started to spin quickly: "You can call me a soldier."
"Yes, soldier." The bandit who was allowed to communicate hurriedly responded, "I'm here to make a living, please let me have a way out. I'm a great kindness, please keep it in your heart."
"It's not impossible to let you live a life..." Wang Chengzhu slowed down his speech to arouse the uneasy mood of the bandits. From the corner of his eye, he saw his fellow soldiers holding weapons and forming a formation, so he continued with peace of mind, "Put it all down."
The guy in my hand, send out a few people to see if any of those I just knocked down are alive."
Bandits can make do with the favorable wind, but it is common for bandits to desert and run away if the limelight goes slightly wrong.
After Wang Chengzhu temporarily calmed the situation, several bandits who looked relatively honest dropped their weapons on the ground. They walked obediently to their side and looked at their companions who either jumped forward or fell backward.
"Army...soldier, our leader has no air intake." The bandit who spoke temporarily said in a trembling voice.
"Brother Huang, Fatty Hu is out of breath." "Huang Pi, the three here are gone."
While the bandits were talking among themselves, several bandits dropped their weapons, lowered their bodies, rolled over, and disappeared from the sight of Wang Chengzhu and other new regiment soldiers.
Since the mountain road where everyone was marching was low-lying, the bandits ambush them from a high position and took advantage of the situation. After being counterattacked and seizing the situation, they left the sight of pedestrians on the road and hid in the woods on the hillside with a few moves.
In the forest, it is difficult to find a figure.
Wang Chengzhu ordered his soldiers to separate a squad to clean the battlefield, while he lowered the muzzle of his gun and waved to the bandit who had talked to him before, gesturing for him to come in and talk.
Wang Chengzhu intended to seize the lair of this group of bandits, and his tone became softer during the interrogation: "You just said that you were a bandit just to earn a living. Looking at your sound limbs, why don't you come and join the army?"
The bandit apologized and said with a smile: "This soldier is just joking. He went to the mountains and fell into the grass and was introduced to the gang by a fellow villager. He has no acquaintances in the army, so he is not just a strong man, doing hard work!"
"Tell me about the situation of your village. How many people are there? Where is the camp?" The bandit walked in and looked like a smooth-talking street kid. He didn't have many patches on his jacket. He looked more like the impoverished bandit soldiers in his impression.
Wang Chengzhu realized that this might be a high-ranking leader, so he opened his mouth to ask about the other party's situation.
Different from the expected situation where the other party talked vaguely, the bandit told Wang Chengzhu everything he knew about the situation in the village.
This bandit acted like he didn't need to be tortured and told everything he knew. Wang Chengzhu, who was using a wrist terminal to convert voice to text to record information while flipping through nearby maps to find the location of the camp, couldn't help but wonder: He just knew everything about his camp.
, giving detailed explanations to the officers and soldiers who naturally have the duty to suppress bandits, is this a crime of meritorious service?
The soldiers skillfully cleaned the battlefield and confiscated the belongings from the bandits. They took out military shovels and directed the prisoners to carry the corpses into the woods and dig a hole for burial.
When the team began to rest in twos and threes on the hillside on the northeast side of the mountain road, Wang Chengzhu, who was on the interrogation side, had just recovered from the verbal bombardment of the bandits.
Unlike the situation that requires scouts to investigate and verify, Wang Chengzhu can verify objectively existing situations by himself with the help of system functions.
Next, Wang Chengzhu did three things. First, he wrote a letter about the results of his hoeing plan and his encounters on the way back, and gave it to his supervisor while he was hospitalized. After being promoted, he took over the position of squad leader, and took it back to the regiment headquarters to report the situation;
The bandit who asked the question acted as a guide, and the remaining ten bandits were escorted back by the squad leader who delivered the message. He himself guided the bandits and led the troops on the road to the bandit camp.