Ma Zhongyan heard that the Japanese had a sharpshooter and wanted to compete with him.
Duan Wu quickly grabbed the other person, but only pulled the other person's pants.
Ma Zhongyan was caught by Duanwu, but her pants were pulled down to her waist.
Ma Zhongyan screamed in surprise, and Duanwu quickly stopped.
Duanwu laughed, while Ma Zhongyan pulled up his pants and cursed: "You officers are so perverted, why are you pulling my pants?"
Duanwu smiled and said: "I have a wife, why should I pull your pants? I'm afraid that you will be beaten to death by a Jaap sharpshooter."
Ma Zhongyan said disdainfully: "Tsk, I have never lost in a shooting competition."
Duanwu thought to himself: "You are really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. You have never lost before. If you lose once on the battlefield, you will be in trouble."
Duanwu asked: "Do you know what gun you are holding?"
Ma Zhongyan said disdainfully: "Mirror boxes are also called box cannons. Who doesn't know this?"
Duanwu smiled and shook his head, and then said: "This kind of gun is actually called a Mauser C96 automatic pistol.
It was developed by the German Mauser brothers and named after Mauser. The gun is 288 mm long, has a caliber of 7.63 mm, weighs 1.24 kg, and has a 20-round magazine and a 32-round magazine.
The muzzle velocity of the bullet is 425 meters per second, the shooting mode is single shot and continuous shot, the shooting speed is 900 rounds per minute, and the effective range is 50-150 meters.
This pistol has the advantages of high power, reliable action, and easy use, and is widely spread in many countries around the world.
Counterfeiting has been around for a long time in China, but the quality is uneven and often jammed.
Because its holster is a wooden box, it is called a box gun in China. If it is equipped with a 20-round magazine, it is called a big belly box. Its gun body is wide, so it is also called a big mirror. There are fully automatic
Functional, also known as speed machine."
Ma Zhongyan listened to Duanwu's introduction, then looked at the gun in her hand, and even didn't recognize it.
At this time, Duanwu continued: "This is a pistol, and its effective range is only about fifty meters. Shooting to 150 meters is the limit of this gun.
Your gun is quite good. It is originally produced in Germany. If it were copied from China, its effective range would only be about fifty meters.
At this time, the Japs are about 250 meters away from our city wall. At this distance, no matter how good your marksmanship is, you won't be able to hit, but the Japs can easily blow your head off."
"I don't believe that a little devil can be so evil?"
Ma Zhongyan didn't believe it, but Duanwu sneered and said, "By the time you believe it, it will be too late. There will be an extra hole in your pretty little head."
Ma Zhongyan gouged out Duanwu, but Duanwu didn't mind, because the fact that she still has an expression can only mean that she is still alive. If she has no expression, then she is probably dead.
In order to prevent Ma Zhongyan from taking risks, Duanwu personally demonstrated: "At this distance, you must use a rifle.
It can be said that Xiaojiazi's 38-type rifle still has its own uniqueness. Its effective range can reach 380 meters to 460 meters. This range cannot even be achieved by the Zhongzheng rifle.
Moreover, its accuracy is very high, and its shooting recoil is small, which makes its shooting very stable.
Of course, in addition to the superior performance of the gun, the most important thing is that the shooter must be excellent. Otherwise, no matter how good a gun is, it can only be a trophy for the enemy."
As he said that, Duanwu ducked from the crenel and aimed a shot at a Japanese sniper who was lying on the edge of the trench and was taking aim.
boom!
Pull the trigger and duck back again.
Ma Zhongyan wanted to stick her head out to take a look, but was pulled back by Dragon Boat Festival.
Sure enough, with a bang, a bullet hit the blue bricks at the crenel, and a series of sparks flew out.
"So fast?"
Ma Zhongyan was surprised because Duanwu just dodged and then pulled the trigger. In such a short time, the enemy not only discovered him but also shot him.
Duanwu smiled and said: "This is a competition between sharpshooters. You are only 0.1 seconds away from death."
Ma Zhongyan asked: "Then, is the Japanese sharpshooter you fought dead?"
"Dead, he can't be alive under my gun."
Duanwu replied, and then moved his position. Because the little devil had discovered him and would definitely keep his eye on him.
Therefore, the Dragon Boat Festival must be moved to another place. And as he walked, he said: "The Japanese have sharpshooters, and no one is allowed to show his head without my order."
"Yes Yes!"
The bandits were looking for more, and they really didn't expect to meet such a good officer. He refused to let them go when they were in danger, and actually took charge of it himself.
But Lao Abacus was not so lucky. Duanwu walked up to him and put his hat on his head.
"Tuan, Tuanzuo, you are trying to trick me again."
Old Abacus is smart. Give him the hat and let him attract the attention of the Japanese.
Duanwu smiled and said: "It's okay, you kid is very lucky, you won't die. And no matter how fast the kid's shooting skills are, you can't hide as fast as you can. Just use the gun to draw the kid's attention without firing.
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After that, Duanwu patted Lao Abacus on the shoulder. He still had faith in this brother's ability to save his life.
If it's shooting and bayonet fighting, I'm afraid even these bandits are inferior.
But when it comes to escaping, these bandits will probably have to learn from Lao Abacus.
But Lao Abacus really doesn't want to do this kind of hard work. The little devil's bullets don't know people.
But he had to carry out the Dragon Boat Festival orders.
Looking around, I found a clever little kid. This kid had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. He didn't have much meat on his body. He looked malnourished at first glance.
Old Abacus smiled obscenely and said: "Come on, little darling, come on, come on, I have a good job here."
The boy was young and mature, and joked: "Pull him down, this is a fatal matter, where is the good job?"
Old Abacus scolded: "It's hard to be a good person these days, and others don't want promotion opportunities."
The boy was not fooled, because he saw that the little devil's marksmanship was perfect, and when he went out wearing this hat, he accidentally made a hole in his head.
Lao Abacus had no choice but to do it himself. He put on his Dragon Boat Festival hat, tiptoed to the crenel, then put his head out to take a look and then quickly retracted.
But there was no movement, as if all the little devils were gone.
Lao Abacus naturally didn't believe it. With his cautious character, he definitely couldn't stick his head out again.
He grabbed the gun of the bandit on the side, and took away the helmet of a little devil, and then slowly stretched it out from the previous position.
boom!
As soon as the helmet appeared, a hole was punched in it by the kid's Type 38 rifle.
Duanwu took the opportunity to dodge and shot the Japanese sniper hiding in the grass.
The little devil thought he was hiding secretly, but Duanwu had noticed him a long time ago. And the little devil may not have thought that they were at a low place and Duanwu was at a high place. He thought that he would be safe if he couldn't see Duanwu.
But little did he know that standing on the city wall during the Dragon Boat Festival, he had a very broad view and had locked onto it early.
The two Japanese snipers received the lunch boxes one after another. The other Japanese snipers, Alexander and Grandma, could not imagine who the other party was. They heard the sound of using their 38-type rifles, but for some reason, two hundred
Duowai actually hit the target with a gun, and they even suspected that there was a sniper rifle in the enemy's hands! ...