This sniper rifle, developed on the 38mm, has been criticized for its range and lethality.
But for now, it is still a sniper rifle with excellent performance for both the Japanese army and the Eighth Route Army.
The effective range is 460 meters, the initial muzzle velocity is about 810 meters per second, and the caliber is the same as the 38mm, which is 6.5 mm.
Taking the sniper rifle from Li Yunlong's hand, Zhao Gang first opened the magazine and looked at it, then looked at the scope.
Zhao Gang smiled and said: "It is actually a 4x crosshair scope. The general Type 97 sniper rifle is equipped with a 2.5x scope. This is a bit rare."
After the elite of the New Regiment fought a battle with the Yamamoto Special Forces in Yangcun, they seized two intact Type 97 sniper rifles. One was given to Wang Xikui, and the other was kept by Li Yunlong.
In terms of the choice of sniper rifle, the Yamamoto special agent team did not use the German Mauser 98k, but the Type 97 sniper rifle, which shows that the performance of this sniper rifle is quite excellent.
When Li Yunlong heard this, he was a little disdainful. You, a little scholar, are still pretending to be with me?
It's a mule or a horse, dragging it out for a ride.
Li Yunlong said: "It seems that Political Commissar Zhao is still an expert with guns. Why don't you go to the mountains to practice?"
"Okay, let's go." Zhao Gang hadn't touched a sniper rifle in a while, and he felt a little itchy.
The two of them walked hand in hand to the back hill of Yangcun, followed by Li Yunlong's bodyguard Hu Zi and Zhao Gang's bodyguard Xiao Li.
About ten minutes later, the two came to the mountain behind Yangcun.
Zhao Gang looked at Li Yunlong: "Captain, can you lend me your telescope?"
Li Yunlong handed the telescope on his chest to Zhao Gang.
This telescope defeated the Zeiss telescope seized by the Yamamoto special team. Yes, it was the one belonging to the combat team leader Toshio Maeda who fell into the manure pit.
Toshio Maeda first fell into a manure pit and was later killed by a landmine, but the telescope was still intact, even though it was stained with feces.
Later, Huzi cleaned the telescope, and Li Yunlong continued to use it. Both in terms of clarity and magnification, it was much better than the original telescope.
Zhao Gang raised the telescope and looked around, and finally pointed to another mountain top and said.
"Captain, do you see that tree over there?"
Li Yunlong nodded and said, "I saw it, what happened?"
Zhao Gang said: "Can you estimate for me how far is the distance from our place to that tree?"
Li Yunlong gave a thumbs up and squinted his eyes to estimate the distance: "I'm afraid it must be 500 meters. Why, do you want to hit that tree?"
"How difficult is it to hit a tree?" Zhao Gang asked, "Look, there are two crows on that tree. Let me knock one down."
Li Yunlong took the telescope from Zhao Gang, raised his eyes, and through the telescope's field of view, he saw two crows standing on the top of the tree.
"Shooting crows at a distance of 500 meters?" Li Yunlong looked incredulous, "If you ask me, you intellectuals love to brag. This is beyond the effective range of this gun."
Zhao Gang took out a 6.5mm rifle round from his pocket and put it into the magazine, then pulled the bolt and pushed the round into the chamber.
"Captain, how about we make a bet?"
"If I hit him with this shot, everyone in the regiment will discuss all matters with me, no matter how big or small."
Zhao Gang knew very well that Li Yunlong was a man of great ability and temper. He was good at everything but treated Zhao Gang as an outsider.
For example, when the New Regiment planned to ambush the Okazaki Battalion, the three battalion commanders below knew about it, but he, the political commissar, did not.
Making mistakes is the next best thing. How many mistakes has he, Li Yunlong, made?
As long as it's not a principled mistake, Zhao Gang can let him go.
The only thing that made Zhao Gang angry was that Li Yunlong didn't consult with him before doing anything.
For example, when so much good equipment suddenly appeared in the regiment, he, the political commissar, didn't know where it came from. Li Yunlong even issued a hush-hush order. He asked several battalion commanders, but they all hesitated.
Li Yunlong smiled and said: "If you shoot down the crow, I will not only discuss it with you, but this sniper rifle will also be yours in the future. But what if you can't shoot it down?"
Zhao Gang said: "From now on, you alone have the final say on all matters in the regiment. I, Zhao Gang, will listen to you. If you ask me to go east, I will never go west. If you ask me to beat a dog, I will never shut up a chicken."
After a pause, Zhao Gang added: "Of course, except for issues of principle."
"Okay." Li Yunlong smiled, "I will definitely win anyway!"
If I win, then we, Lao Li, don’t have to exclude this young scholar.
Since he has to listen to himself in all matters big and small, if he squeezes him away, the brigade commander will definitely arrange for another young scholar to come.
Anyway, we, Lao Li, will definitely win this deal.
At this distance, even an experienced gun user like me is not sure that he can hit the target. How can he, a pen-wielding person, hit the target?
Isn’t this fucking nonsense?
"That's not necessarily the case."
Zhao Gang raised the corner of his mouth with a sly arc and put the butt of the gun on his shoulder.
"Hurry up, the crow will fly away later."
Li Yunlong raised the telescope and was ready to watch the show. When he saw how the little scholar ended, he seemed to have seen Zhao Gang's extremely embarrassed expression.
Ba——
The gunshots of Type 97 sniper rifles echoed in the valley.
The moment the gunfire rang out, Li Yunlong's expression froze simultaneously.
Through the field of vision of the telescope, a crow on the hilltop opposite fluttered from the tree and fell to the ground. The other crow was frightened and flew away in a hurry...
Zhao Gang opened the bomb bay and the cartridge case jumped out. He picked up the cartridge case and put it into his pocket. He smiled and said, "Thank you, commander, for the gift of the gun."
Li Yunlong stared at Zhao Gang in disbelief, and then glanced at the hilltop opposite.
His eyes widened: "Oh my God, from 500 meters away, you actually hit the target with a shot?"
The clown is actually myself.
Li Yunlong never expected that Zhao Gang was actually a sharpshooter despite being so secretive.
This damn Zhao Gang is really like Confucius, who is both civil and military.
"How about it, Captain?" Zhao Gang said with a smile, "Don't go back on what you said."
"Don't worry, we Lao Li will never break his promise." Li Yunlong immediately expressed his stance, and his eyes when looking at Zhao Gang changed a little.
Although he lost the bet, Captain Li was a little happy.
Let’s just say, the political commissar can’t send all the white-faced scholars to me, Old Li.
After so many years, we, Lao Li, have finally found a good partner.
This political commissar Zhao is a bit interesting.
Zhao Gang smiled and said: "Now, the regiment leader, can you tell me where the 80 light machine guns and 4 machine guns that suddenly appeared yesterday, as well as those bullets and machine gun shells came from?"
Li Yunlong's face stiffened when he heard this: "This..."