Luo Yuesong placed all eight of Hui Neng and the others behind a slope on the west bank of the Masha River. After exchanging a few words, he ran to a hilltop 400 meters away to ambush them.
Huineng laid out the machine gun and looked at the magazines. Only the last two and a half magazines were left, so he asked Hanba: "Hanba, do you still have more bullets for your Johnson machine gun?"
"There are plenty of them. I only used one magazine and there are four more." Han Ba said, "I'm not like you, who have so many opportunities to shoot, so I just shoot at every turn. I basically shoot in bursts."
"Okay, you'll shoot in a while, and I'll shoot the other Nagalanders and then take aim. Pay attention to saving bullets. The brother with the assault rifle will fire a few symbolic shots. The distance is far away, and the assault rifle is not accurate enough.
Don't waste bullets, just build momentum." Huineng told everyone.
"Yes." the brothers replied.
Yuesong took out his cigarettes and saw that there were only two left. I guessed that the Japanese baggage would not arrive for a while, so he could smoke one. Once the baggage arrived, he might be able to grab the cigarettes, but in case there were no more
Well, I took out one, put it to my nose, smelled the smoke, and put it in again. After sitting for a while, the Japanese baggage was still there, so I took out another one, thought about it, and pinched off half of it.
Carefully put it into the cigarette case, put the other half in your mouth, lit it, and took a nice puff. Oriental cigarettes are okay, even if they are out of stock; Oriental cigarettes are not good, and they are no better than my nurse Lan.
After smoking half a cigarette and not seeing the Japanese baggage, Yuesong took out the mirror box from his waist and cracked it open. I heard that this guy was made in Germany. It was a good thing. He had twenty rounds of ammunition.
It's fun to fight, but the bursts are too fast.
After waiting for a long time, they discovered that the Japanese mule and horse transport team had appeared on the river beach several hundred meters away. Finally, Yuesong lay on the top of the hill, adjusted his sniper scope, and quietly observed the Japanese mules.
Box on horseback.
You can't hit the leading horse. This kind of leading horse knows the way and is not easy to grab if you hit it. The third horse should have bullets on its back. This is OK. You don't have to worry about too much ammunition, but you are afraid that it won't be able to carry it. The eighth horse can,
Judging from the length of the box, it should be a machine gun. The Japs' rifles and machine guns all use universal bullets. Huineng has to change to a Japs crooked gun. The bullet tube is enough. What is the twelfth horse box?
I'm not sure, maybe it's the box of Japanese cigarettes I want. Haha, that would be cool. Boy, your life is bad. I have to beat you today.
Just as I was thinking about it, the Japanese baggage had already entered the shooting range, three to four hundred meters, just right.
Yuesong held his breath, aimed at the third horse, and exhaled slowly. There was a gunshot, and the bullet flew over without any deviation, just grazing a scar on the third horse's butt. The horse's butt was spanked and hurt.
It was like being whipped hard by a whip. He screamed "Hu--" and ran away. How could the devil holding the horse hold it? The horse was frightened and broke away from the reins and ran away.
Went into the woods.
When the commander of the Japanese baggage train heard the sound of gunfire, he didn't care about the frightened horses. He immediately ordered the soldiers to defend on the spot and stand ready to find the location of the shooter.
Yuesong was lying on the top of the hill, aiming at the eighth horse. There was a "bang" gunshot, just like the same method. The horse was also frightened and ran into the woods.
However, with a wave of the Japs commander's sword, the Japs' machine guns began to "click, click, click" towards the top of the hill where Yuesong was.