250 meters away, Kubota stuck his head out, aiming the rifle in his hand at the top of the mountain. After a moment's pause, Kubota waved his right hand, and several Japanese soldiers began to scamper forward again.
"You're a sergeant, aren't you? A battle-hardened veteran, aren't you? Today I'm going to let you experience what it's like to be hit by a Type 97 sniper rifle from the bullshit empire." After Yuesong finished speaking, he shot him.
When Kubota heard the gunshot, he immediately retracted his head without the slightest hesitation. The bullet flew past his head. Kubota was still secretly congratulating himself on his experience and quick reaction, but he felt a little pain in his right ear and stretched out his hand.
When touched, it was full of blood. The entire right ear was penetrated by a bullet, and most of the ear was torn off by the bullet. Kubota was so frightened that he quickly fell to the ground and kept waving to the medical soldiers.
Ikeda glanced at Kubota through the telescope and felt sorry for him. It was a small matter to lose an ear, but it would be impossible to grow it back if you lost your head.
There was only one gunshot, and this time Ikeda felt confident. He was covering the man with a rifle, with the purpose of delaying the pursuit. Ikeda suddenly stood up, drew out his saber, raised it high, and shouted: "Quack, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop."
Quack, drop, drop.”
When the Japanese soldiers heard the ensign shouting to attack, they stopped dodging and jumping around. With their rifles in hand, the broad assault range of 300 meters was quickly reduced to about 100 meters, and they quickly charged towards the top of the mountain, one by one.
They were all screaming "baaaaah" and were so excited, but they didn't know that countless bullets were waiting for them.
Yuesong saw all this clearly through the sniper scope, and was secretly happy, old devil, old devil, why are you so unable to withstand temptation? Thinking of this, Yuesong no longer worried about this, he simply stood up and said,
He picked up his rifle and fired one shot, killing a Japanese soldier who was running forward, then turned around and ran to the west.
200 meters away, the devils appeared, screaming and rushing forward.
"Da" a gunshot rang out. Hui Neng tried to fire a single shot from the machine gun, and actually knocked down a Japanese soldier.
"Haha, so fragile, like a young grass sprout." Huineng chuckled.
"Da da" "ta da" Huineng fired two more double-shot bursts, knocking down two more Japanese.
"Bang, bang, bang!" The Japanese began to shoot at Huineng. Huineng lowered his head and said with a smile: "With this little ability, you still dare to compete with the old monk." Huineng dragged back the machine gun and climbed to the side for more than ten meters.
Set up the machine gun.
150 meters away, many Japs were already charging. Jiang Chuan followed the stream and appeared 300 meters away. Seeing that there was a waterfall at the top of the stream, the slope was steep and the road was slippery, so there was no chance to attack, so he ordered the Japs to attack.
After joining up with Ikeda's troops, more than forty Japanese soldiers rushed towards the top of the mountain.
"Brothers, fight!" As soon as Huineng shouted, his machine gun fired "click-click-click". Now he no longer played single-shot or double-shot bursts. He hugged the Japanese's head and fired three times.
The four Japs rolled down the hillside.
Hanba's Johnson machine gun also fired. "Dudu" and "Dudu" had a long shooting distance and small recoil. He fired two consecutive double shots and knocked down two Japs. Hanba felt happy, "Dudu"
"Dudu", the moment of pleasure is short-lived, let's continue to have fun.
Xizi popped his head out and saw that there were still more than a hundred meters away. Before Thompson could do his best, he turned around and lay down on the ground again, continuing to chew grass roots.
Douzi was a little worried. The little devils had all gone to the east. There were no ghosts on the north slope. Garland was very busy.
The grassroots were not in a hurry, watching Douzi's head twisting around, and said: "Why are you so anxious, Douzi? When the monks and others withdraw, our Garand will shoot from medium and long distances to give you a good time."
"Hehe." Douzi looked at the grass roots and smiled innocently.