One shot 6. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The info5mm caliber pointed copper core bullet roared out of the muzzle with an initial velocity of more than 700m/s, rotated at high speed, and instantly passed through the void of more than 100 meters, accurately hitting the devil soldier sitting in the cab opposite.

As for the brain tissue in the cranial cavity of the devil, it was even more stirred up by the high-speed rotating bullets into a rain of blood.

In the era without electronics, there was almost no myopia, the food of the 19th Route Army was not bad, and these soldiers did not have the night blindness that many troops had, everyone could vaguely see that after the gunshot, the windshield was blurred instantly. If it were in the daytime, they would have seen an even more terrifying scene, the head of the ghost car driver was like a watermelon that had been shattered, blurring the glass, not only blood, but also more fresh brain tissue.

Taking advantage of his free time, Liu Lang had already manually processed the five bullets in the magazine, and the sharp bayonet carved a deep cross on the warhead, and the dummy bullets that should have been shot into the head of the enemy commander were enjoyed by these small soldiers in advance.

"If you are still stunned, you will call Lao Tzu." Chi Dakui roared angrily and pulled the trigger first.

"Da Da Da" belongs to the crooked handle sub-machine gun, the crisp sound of gunfire resounded in the silent night sky, and five rounds of one magazine were tilted out in less than a second.

If you look at it from a distance, it looks like a fiery red spear with light, stabbing forward fiercely.

Due to the trouble of reloading, the constant fire of the crooked sub-machine gun, which barely reached 150 rounds per minute, was a failure.

But it was enough to deal with a few unsuspecting little devils.

More than a dozen gunshots rang out one after another.

Then at least three of the devils who were still in a daze rolled over and fell to the ground, and judging by the miserable howls that erupted and their slightly sluggish figures, the remnants of the soldiers did the same, and the bullets that they learned to carve crosses with him worked.

But if you are hit by a dummy bullet, the chance of surviving is no more than 2 percent, in this era of lack of antibiotics.

In a surprise attack, three little devils were killed, plus the devil driver who was killed by himself before, there are still four little devils left, Liu Lang is quite satisfied with this result.

You must know that according to post-war statistics, the national army consumed a total of more than 1.71 billion rounds of bullets, killed and wounded a total of 850,000 Japanese troops, and on average, about 2,000 rounds to destroy an enemy.

After all, we are all sharpshooters, and every bullet to eliminate an enemy is just a beautiful song, and it actually takes 30 to 50 rounds to eliminate a devil in the red troops with insufficient guns.

The remaining four devils reacted quickly, fell to the ground one after another, and crawled to the place where they had placed their guns.

The devil soldiers' approach is very correct, with the cover of night, as long as they can get the rifles they have set aside, in the face of an enemy whose firepower is not strong, it is not a problem at all to hold on until the reinforcements arrive.

However, the distance of more than 100 meters is as simple as shooting balloons with air guns in the park for Liu Lang, who has shot targets at a distance of 1,500 meters, especially since the movement of these crawlers is still a bit big.

Standing up, Liu Lang rushed out of the pit like a swift boar (no way, with his current size, it is difficult for the soldiers to think about the slender cheetah), running quickly, while calmly pulling the bolt, pulling the bolt at the fastest speed, retracting the shell, pushing the bullet to load, and then raising the gun.

With the sound of a gunshot, a devil who was crawling frantically five meters away rolled in pain, although he was only hit in the shoulder, but the terrible roll of the dum's bullet in his body almost exploded his entire shoulder blade, and the wound the size of the bowl could make him lose a third of his body's blood in a minute.

Wailing is only the last right left for a minute.

Liu Lang's footsteps did not stop, pulling the bolt, retracting the shell, pushing the bullet to load, textbook-like charging and shooting, until the fourth gunshot, the last Japanese soldier who had just caught the rifle and had not raised the muzzle fell down, because of the blurred vision, Liu Lang's last bullet hit the side edge of the middle of the steel helmet, and was smashed by the bullet engraved with a cross, and lost the kinetic energy to penetrate the steel helmet and was bounced off by the Type 90 steel helmet made of carbon steel.

Failed to get a headshot. However, he still wanted the life of the devil. The huge kinetic energy generated by the impact directly broke the fragile neck of the human body.

According to the regulations of the "Operational Order" in the Japanese army's "Infantry Drill Code", no matter what kind of combat mission in wartime, there must be a sentry responsible for guarding, but these soldiers did not place a sentry at all, and they went to work as porters with a spear.

Arrogance and carelessness made the Japanese army of an infantry squad sleep forever on the land of China and become fertilizer for crops. In the coming year, the ears of rice here will surely be heavy and joyful.

It's like the smiles on the faces of the joyful soldiers surrounding the 75-mm mountain guns.

"Nani?" When Liu Lang's first shot sounded, Lin Dabazuo, who was sitting in the temporary combat conference room, stood up from his chair in surprise.

As an officer who has been in the army for nearly 20 years, Lin Daba Dazuo easily heard that the gunfire belonged to the Type 38 rifle, and the distance should be 1,000 meters away.

"Yaga, Naochi-kun, quickly send someone to find out what's going on over there, and send a team." Lin Daba, who walked out of the war room quickly, angrily ordered the squadron leader Naochi Shaowen who ran over.

After Naonai Shaozuo took the order to leave, Lin Daba Dazuo thought about it and walked straight to the room where Sakata Jiro was resting at the back of the small courtyard, and then the continuous sound of gunfire mixed with crooked machine guns made him have a bad premonition in his heart.

Although he was not very good with Major General Jiro Sakata, for whatever reason, Lin Dahachi could not put the chief of staff of the division in danger.

A small butterfly flapping its wings gently at one end of the Pacific Ocean may form a monstrous wave in the Pacific Ocean, I am afraid that Liu Lang did not expect that his little butterfly, which quietly fell from the crack in time and space, finally made the wheel of history deviate a little from the direction.

According to the historical records of the great victory of the temple preserved in the Taiwan Military Museum in the previous life, the commando team of the 88th Division of the Fifth Army fought fiercely for half a day, killing and wounding hundreds of Japanese soldiers and capturing idle Dazuo, so the Japanese army was defeated.

However, the Japanese military officials never officially admitted that there was a record of the capture of officers above the rank of Nakasa in what they called the "Shanghai Incident", and the only person who recognized the highest rank of loyalty to the emperor was the hapless Hayashi Daisa, who was killed in a fierce battle on March 1.

What the real history is like has been obliterated on the tip of the pen of historians, and the fact now is that Lin Dabazuo, who should have died a week later, hit Liu Lang's muzzle in advance.

No, on the muzzle of the gun, to be exact.

At the same time that Lin Daba's unlucky man walked to the door of Sakata Jiro's room, Zhao Ergou was manipulating the infantry cannon, staring at the little light in the distance with a solemn expression, and stretched out his thumb to compare: "The distance is 1200 meters。。。。。。 ”