Chapter 956: Still watching, I’ll collect you
The shot aimed at the Yamada devil was fired by Zeng Wangcai, so he missed.
"Fuck, Little Leopard, Little Leopard, are you free over there?" Zeng Wangcai cursed himself angrily for being unprofessional and missing the target.
It was Zeng Wangcai's own decision to use a high-precision sniper rifle to take care of other targets. They were targeting the Japanese who were supporting the rocket launcher vehicles and important targets in the Japanese team.
The characteristics of the Yamada devil are too obvious, and Zeng Wangcai has long been targeting him.
So after Zeng Wangcai shot and killed the supporting Japanese soldier that his team was taking care of, he immediately turned his gun around. However, he didn't expect that the Japanese soldier Yamada was lucky enough to escape.
"When I'm free!" Xiaobao fired a fierce shot, causing the M270 launcher he was taking care of to start smoking.
Xiaobao's goal was very clear at the beginning. He would first attack the most threatening Japanese soldiers who were in the car, and then just take a taxi.
The 12.7mm bullet, a powerful anti-material weapon, destroyed the M270 launch vehicle into pieces.
"The Japanese soldier hiding behind a rock at three o'clock is the commander of this Japanese team. Kill him!" Zeng Wangcai said.
"Okay!" Xiaobao quickly found the rock Zeng Wangcai mentioned, and saw through the scope that a piece of the command knife of the Japanese soldier Yamada was sticking out of the ground. "This is a high-ranking officer. Do you think I can't hit you if you hide behind a rock?"
Xiaobao now has great confidence in the sniper rifle. He directly aims at the handle of the command knife.
boom!
Xiaobao was much more skilled in using a sniper rifle than Zeng Wangcai. He shot the Yamada devil's command knife away with one shot.
Along with the command knife, a piece of arm also flew out.
The tremendous power of the anti-material sniper rifle destroyed even the hand of the fallen soldier Yamada.
"Ah~~~"
The Yamada devil screamed and fell to the ground, exposing one of his legs.
"I kept digging behind a small stone..." Zeng Wangcai aimed at the leg of the Japanese soldier Yamada, muttered a weird song, and then pulled the trigger.
Biu~
The 7.62mm bullet accurately hit Yamada's leg.
"Good shot, big brother. Wow... the Japs are still retreating. I'll shoot them again." Xiaobao said while aiming.
Poor Yamada, he became the target of the two brothers.
If Yamada knew this would be the outcome, he would probably rather be the one shot dead.
Others were shot once, but he was shot twice.
No, three shots!
Soon, Xiaobao's anti-material sniper rifle hit Yamada's leg before he could retract it.
"Ow, ow, ow!!!"
"my leg!"
"Bagayalaya..."
The Yamada devil behind the rock screamed and stared in horror at his half-missing leg. Blood gushed out from the broken end, just like his broken hand just now.
Yamada's hands and feet were broken, but he was not dead yet.
He leaned against a rock, his face pale, his eyes looking at the distant sky, his lips slightly opening and closing, wondering if he was telling his hometown something.
He will definitely feel that he is very miserable, but he will not realize that decades ago, there were people in that land who were more miserable than him.
Therefore, Zeng Wangcai and his men really had no burden at all, and instead enjoyed killing people.
Zeng Wangcai has no words to describe this feeling of pleasure. He feels that this feeling of pleasure should be greater than that of dopamine.
Xiaobao fired a shot at the rock, trying to break it, and continued to shoot the Yamada devil behind him.
"Stop shooting, shoot the others!" Zeng Wangcai shouted, "He's already lost half his life. It's a bargain to kill him with one shot. Look, the Japanese gunners are coming, shoot..."
Although Yamada the devil was unable to continue giving orders, the quality of the devils was really good and they responded very quickly.
Many Japanese soldiers are preparing to bomb the top of the mountain with mortars, but will Zeng Wangcai give them the time?
puff!
puff!
boom!
boom!
Zeng Wangcai and Xiaobao, as well as other sniper points, fired shot after shot, reaping the lives of the Japanese and leaving them no chance to fire at all.
The Japanese firearms counterattack could not pose any threat to the mountain due to the distance.
The devils began to organize people to go up the mountain to counterattack, but these people did not need Zeng Wangcai to do anything...
As Yamada Guizi was on the verge of death, various images flashed through his mind and his eyes stared at the sky unconsciously.
Suddenly, he saw several spots of light flying towards him, just like Maoming Taro, he saw the flying spots of light.
"Mom, mom, are you here to pick me up..."
Pick up your mother's leg!
Still watching, I'll collect you...
Flames flooded the entire battlefield, and the shock wave flattened everything on the battlefield.
Zeng Wangcai lowered his head nervously, not daring to look at the situation below. The feeling of explosion at such a close distance was too shocking.
At this moment, Zeng Wangcai experienced the feelings of the martyrs, but it was not the heroic sacrifice of dying for the country, but the joy of revenge.
When he was buried in his head, Zeng Wangcai inexplicably recalled the situation of the Battle of Shanghai. At that time, the martyrs fought under the bombardment of naval guns and the bombing of planes in the sky.
He heard that the equipment of the martyrs at that time was no worse than that of the Japanese, but they suffered losses at sea and in the sky.
Now the situation has reversed, and it is the turn of the Japanese down the mountain to have a taste of this.
Long after the explosion, Zeng Wangcai raised his sniper rifle again to check the situation below.
"Well, this revenge is complete..." Zeng Wangcai looked at the hellish scene below and murmured, "I wonder if Xiao Wu will blame me for being too ruthless. I guess not many Japanese soldiers can run to their position."
Three thousand devils, I don't know how many were killed in this bombing...
Not long after, Zeng Wangcai heard gunfire coming from Brigade Commander Xiao Wu's position, and it was surprisingly intense.
There were gunshots, explosions, and bustling activity in every direction.
But it didn't last long...
Not long after the fighting started, a call came from Brigade Commander Xiao Wu.
"crooked......"
"Commander, what's going on? Where are the devils? Why are there only a few of them? Aren't there three to four thousand devils? The soldiers didn't fire many shots and they were all killed..."
"..."
You ask me, what should I say?
Are all the devils dead?
There is no more fun. Brigade Commander Xiao Wu’s troops can only clean up the battlefield and see if there are any fish that have slipped through the net.
From sunrise in the morning until the sun was not directly above the central sky, the entire battle on Zeng Wangcai's side was over, just like playing house.
Brigade Commander Xiao Wu dug trenches all night, but it was in vain and was of no use at all.
The time spent fighting is far less than the time spent cleaning up the battlefield.
Xiao Wu left his men to continue cleaning up the battlefield, and he ran to Zeng Wangcai, who had already come down the mountain, in a depressed mood: "Commander, are there any more devils?"
"Uh......"
You look like a hungry young woman, so resentful!
Not only was Brigade Commander Xiao Wu unsatisfied, the artillerymen left behind by Zeng Wangcai were even more depressed, as they didn't even get a chance to fire.
"Don't worry! There are still tens of thousands of devils in the mountains over there..."