Chapter 18
There is no useless golden finger, only useless people.
Any more chicken ribs ability, also has its place to play, Cheng Mo very much like this ability that he obtained now, this power of anticipation, in the battle is too important.
At one point, he suspected that he had problems with his eyes, and while recuperating from his injuries, he purposely looked for a doctor to look at his eyes.
As a result, after the doctor examined them, he told him that his eyes were fine, there was nothing wrong with them, and his binocular vision was much better than the average person’s, especially the wide range of vision.
This is easy to understand, the range of external images captured by each person’s eyes is bounded, and it is much larger than that captured by the average person.
This is something that many people can only dream of.
Also, the average person can’t see from a couple hundred meters away, while he can still see from four hundred meters away, this is born to be sniper material.
He could not figure out whether this is the body inherent, or he came to this era to bring over.
Moreover, there was nothing wrong with the body, and the necessary parts and stuff worked.
He took Kuizi and Dachun to fight independently, with Kuizi acting as a spotter for him while Dachun was in charge of loading him as well as a second spotter.
The three of them were an independent combat team.
As for Lao Miao, he is a bit old, physical strength and energy can not keep up, not every attack with him, such as a temporary truce between the two sides in the middle of the battle “cold shot”, naturally, can not take him.
If he can’t run fast enough, he will slow down the others.
Once Cheng Mo entered the battle state, it was a kind of selfless existence, completely ignoring things other than the battle.
Ping!
A peeing ghost covered his lower body and planted himself on the ground in pain, the ghosts by his side noticed the situation and hurriedly dragged him away.
The gunfire was loud.
It was all aimless shooting, the ghosts were pissed off, this wasn’t the first one, the enemy had touched their side and they didn’t know where it was.
Death was like a curse, and at any moment the leader would be there.
“Old K” is back, the Japanese army began to permeate the air of fear, forcing the Japanese commander had to strictly prohibit the front line to talk about.
There is no way, this is a city block, although it has long been destroyed by artillery fire, may hide people, there are too many places to ambush, unless the deployment of a large force to conduct a netting search, or else, a person sneak close to the sneak attack, it is completely undefendable.
But as soon as the withdrawal, the other side will reoccupy, the leader of the ghost commander is also a headache, this urban alley warfare is really too difficult to fight.
If it is a target of many people, direct shelling or airplane bombing will be fine, but this is only a small target of one or two people.
Hit a gun and change a place, you simply do not know that he hides behind that block of broken walls, how to fight this battle?
A person who could predict where your shells would land was simply the existence of a card BUG.
“How many is it?”
“Reporting to Battalion Commander, seventh one.” Wu Jianfeng was lying on the wall, quietly reporting to the battalion commander Yang Ruifu who came to inspect the position, “From the afternoon until now, a total of seven shots rang out, each time not in one direction, this ghosts are now afraid to cross this neighborhood.”
“Three men, just like this, blocked the ghosts for half a day, and they still don’t dare to cross one step?” Yang Ruifu sniffed and couldn’t help but be staggered.
“Yes, but if we hadn’t knocked out two of their iron tortoises first, and the rest didn’t dare to venture out, and were stunned by Cheng Mo’s hand, it’s really hard to say.” Wu Jianfeng said.
“Know what position these three are in?”
“I don’t know either.” Wu Jianfeng spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders and said.
Yang Ruifu raised his head and looked at the sky and said, “It’s almost dark, shouldn’t we let them come back and have a hot meal?”
“Let’s wait a little longer, they’ll naturally come back when they’re hungry.” Wu Jianfeng hemmed and hawed, calling them back at this time would definitely not look good.
People were more motivated to hunt when they were hungry, there was no need for that when they were full.
“Well, then keep an eye on them, and be ready to receive them at any time.” Yang Ruifu instructed, since Cheng Mo came back, he felt that the pressure on his shoulders suddenly reduced a lot.
After saying that, Yang Ruifu left with a pat on the back.
As night fell, a light rain suddenly fell from the sky, this autumn rain was a cold one, the next battle was only going to be exceptionally tough for the national army, most of which did not have any cold clothes.
Cheng Mo lay on his back inside a bombed out and collapsed bunker, pulling out half a moon cake from his pocket that was close to his body, wrapped in greaseproof paper, only half a moon cake was left, and if he ate it all, there was none left, but it was really hunger-resistant.
It was bought for him by his sister.
Putting it under his nose for a moment to smell the scent, he put it back, it wasn’t time to eat it yet, and he knew that there wasn’t much more fighting to be done in a battle like this.
He didn’t know when the Daiba side would be lost, but thought it would be soon, and a victory in a localized battle couldn’t save the overall rout.
The rain hit his face, not very painful, but very cold.
“Gu Gu ……”
This was a signal from Qui Zi, asking him what his next plan was.
Cheng Mo thought for a moment and also sent a signal, telling him and Da Chun to pull out first, in a nighttime battle, the two of them couldn’t help themselves, but instead, they would easily cause a misfire.
At night, as long as he didn’t make a fool of himself, he naturally didn’t worry about safety.
Tonight, he will give the ghosts a deep and unforgettable lesson.
The hunt officially began!
After an afternoon of testing and observing, Cheng Mo basically had an understanding of the firepower arrangement on the Japanese position.
For the night’s action, it was natural to avoid these dangerous areas, and he wouldn’t give the other side a chance to get close to him.
Utilizing his advantage, he would shoot his target from a long distance.
This night, the Japanese commander Major Mouri Kogoro finally experienced the pain of Major Sakata, who had been “shattered”.
In one night, his commanders were sniped thirty-seven people, plus the seven who died in the afternoon during the day.
Just this one Chinese, killed a squadron under his command nearly a quarter of the troops, this is since the beginning of the war, the Imperial Japanese Army 16th Division landed in Shanghai’s largest battle losses.
The 16th division just came from North China, swore to run over, is to teach a good lesson to the ignorant, dare with the “imperial army” against the Chinese.
I didn’t expect to be dealt such a brutal blow just after arriving.
If this battle report is submitted, will it not make Nakajima Commander lose all his face?
Major Mori roared like thunder, he must find this “Chinese soldier” and eliminate him!
“Call the artillery, cover that area for me, blast hard!” Mori Kogoro couldn’t care less about being reprimanded from above.
He had to keep the man no matter what the cost.
“Mouri sir, that Chinese soldier might not be there anymore for a long time ……,” Mouri Kogoro’s adjutant hurriedly reminded his chief, don’t waste artillery for the sake of venting.
In fact, Cheng Mo hadn’t left yet, he was observing the situation on the opposite Japanese position, and when he saw a Japanese Major appearing in his line of sight, he couldn’t help but lick his parched lips.
This was a valuable target, killing a ghost major was more valuable than killing ten Japanese soldiers.
However, this guy was a bit far away, and the range of this thirty-eight large cap in his hand was a bit out of reach, but it was almost dawn now.
Once the shot is fired, it will expose the area where he is hiding, and at that time, a barrage of artillery fire will come down, and even if his legs are fast, he will not be able to avoid the shells.
And one strike might not always succeed, and if it failed, one might have to pay with one’s life.
For the sake of a Major, it was not worth it.
After thinking for a while, Cheng Mo decided to give up, ready to return to his own position, but just when he was about to turn around and go back, he suddenly found that behind the ghost major actually stacked four or five boxes, the boxes on the Japanese text he recognized.
It was the boxes containing artillery shells, and the shells could be clearly seen on the lifted lids!
This shot to kill the ghost major, the certainty is not too big, but if it is the shells behind him ……
Martyrdom!
Shall we try?
The greater the danger, the greater the reward.
Ordinary bullets definitely won’t work, but dum-dum bullets may have a higher chance of triggering the martyrdom of the artillery shell after hitting it.
Pulling back the bolt, Cheng Mo pressed a homemade dum-dum bullet of his own, although the homemade dum-dum bullet lacked in accuracy, the range was the same.
He needed to pick a moment, one, with the right wind speed.
Aiming, controlling his breathing rate, silently calculating the wind speed, correcting the distance, he waited for a suitable moment and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The moment the bullet discharged, he got up without hesitation, turned around, and made a mad dash towards his intended exit route.
It had to be a race against time!
Once the ghosts determined where he was, there was bound to be a barrage of artillery output, and he had to run a hundred meters away in one breath in order to have a chance of surviving.
Just as he started to run for seven or eight steps, he heard a violent explosion coming from behind him, and it was still continuous.
Cheng Mo’s heart was ecstatic, he actually hit the gun and caused the martyrdom of the shell, it is estimated that not many of the ghosts present survived.
At this moment, Cheng Mo felt that he is likely to be the man favored by God, no, it should be God is right.
Chinese people do not believe in the God of shit.
Kneeling for collection!