Chapter 14 Type 97 Sniper Rifle
Liu Zhengfeng gritted his teeth, exerted all his strength, and rushed to the halfway point of a mountain.
“Swish, swish, swish…”
The Japanese soldiers' bullets passed by them and penetrated into the mud or grass, missing them by a hair's breadth.
This sound makes people's heart palpitate.
The feeling of this hot air flow passing by your ears is overwhelming.
Liu Zhengfeng suddenly fell to the ground, quickly rolled behind a big rock, curled up into a ball, and tried to reduce the area exposed to attack.
"Puff puff……"
“Swish, swish, swish…”
The Japanese soldiers' bullets rained down on the stones and the soil.
Liu Zhengfeng was breathing heavily while loading bullets into the magazine.
He had a habit of firing all his bullets in one go whenever he was about to move his position, in order to put the greatest pressure on the enemy and create the most favorable conditions for his escape.
Even if such an action would have little impact on the enemy, he would do it without hesitation.
because,
Life and death often happen in a moment.
Suddenly, he keenly noticed that the enemy's firepower suddenly decreased and the gunshots became sparse.
"What's going on? Are the Japanese soldiers coming?"
After a while, Liu Zhengfeng figured out the pattern of the Japanese soldiers' shooting, and suddenly stuck his head out and took a look down the valley.
With a bang, a bullet whizzed in and hit the edge of the rock hard.
Liu Zhengfeng quickly retracted his head.
He found out he was wrong.
The Japanese soldiers did not rush up. Most of them ran away from the valley in another direction, leaving only a very small number of troops to tie themselves up.
What are they going to do?
Liu Zhengfeng understood after a moment's thought that the Japanese had become rational and smart.
They left a very small number of troops to deal with themselves, and the main force went to pursue Li Rong and his men.
Things were going badly, he had to get rid of these small groups of enemies in the valley as soon as possible.
His eyes flashed, his mind was as fast as lightning, he slowly brought his feet together, ready to go, he took a deep breath, suddenly jumped up, as fast as a cheetah, whoosh, he rushed up several meters, and after a few jumps he dived into the dense forest.
Bullets whizzed past him, and one of them almost grazed his scalp. The hot gunpowder carried the breath of death, making his scalp tingle.
Liu Zhengfeng's heart was beating wildly, but he did not stop even when he entered the dense forest and ran forward at a rapid speed.
Deputy Captain Matsushita Ichirō of the Yamamoto Battalion secretly felt regretful, as he almost hit the Chinese man .
He waved his hand, and the ten remaining Japanese soldiers followed him and quickly rushed up the mountain.
The dense forest was cold and damp, and the ground was covered with fallen leaves and dead branches, which made a squeaking sound when stepped on, which was particularly harsh in the silent forest.
The Chinese man disappeared, as if he had gone far away.
But Ichiro Matsushita knew he was nearby and reminded the soldiers to stay alert because he could sense a sense of danger in the air.
Suddenly there was a gunshot and a soldier was shot in the head and died.
Ichiro Matsushita and others quickly lay on the ground and fired randomly, but the other party did not fight back and there was no movement, as if they had disappeared from the face of the earth.
In the woods, three trees arranged in a triangular shape form a blind spot for shooting. It is not advisable to shoot randomly, as it does no good except exposing yourself.
“Crack.”
Suddenly, in the silent woods, there was the sound of a gun bolt being pulled.
Matsushita Ichirō's heart trembled. He raised the Type 97 sniper rifle in his hand, put his eyes on the 2.5x scope, and slowly searched for the target. Suddenly, there was a gunshot. Under a big tree not far away, a faint spark flashed. It was the spark from the muzzle of the Chinese man's gun. He pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"ah……"
A Japanese soldier screamed and died from another bullet in the head.
However, Matsushita Ichirō's shot missed, because the moment he pulled the trigger, the opponent jumped up and ran backwards with his back crouched.
What a cunning Chinese.
Two soldiers died in succession, while the other side was unharmed. Matsushita Ichirō became furious and ordered his soldiers to shoot and kill, but the forest was dense and all the bullets hit the trees.
After chasing for a few hundred meters, the Chinese man disappeared again.
Just when Matsushita Ichiro wanted to remind the soldiers to be careful, the damn gunshot rang out again, and three shots were fired in succession, and three more soldiers fell in a pool of blood.
The other party fired three shots in a row, and there was an action of loading bullets in between, but it felt like just a moment, which was incredible.
Matsushita Ichirō's pupils contracted. He had never even heard of such a terrifying enemy.
"Shoot, shoot, be sure to kill him..."
The continuous loss of troops made Matsushita Ichirō furious, and he led the remaining soldiers in relentless pursuit.
Although he used to be a sniper, he was now forced by the situation to engage in pursuit activities, and there was no way for him to perform at his best.
The Chinese soldier on the opposite side was obviously very experienced and had extremely high military literacy. He was good at using the terrain and environment to choose the battlefield he wanted, and seizing fleeting opportunities on the ever-changing battlefield. After a successful strike, he quickly fled, coming and going in the dense woods like the wind, as leisurely as if he was taking a walk in his own yard.
Liu Zhengfeng was as agile as a civet cat, dashing left and right in the woods. Every step he took was just right, and he would never hit the trees in front of him due to excessive force. He found that a Japanese officer was holding a sniper rifle with a scope, which should be the Type 97 sniper rifle widely used by the Japanese army.
That thing has a slightly better shooting accuracy than the Type 38 rifle. In addition, the bullets used by the Type 97 sniper rifle are compatible with the Type 38 rifle, and it is extremely easy to replenish ammunition. Hehe, now that you have hit it, it's yours.
Liu Zhengfeng ran while firing backwards, and soon killed four more Japanese soldiers. Now, including the officer with the sniper rifle, there were only two of them left.
At this time, Matsushita Ichirō's eyes were red, and he chased after him desperately. Seeing the Chinese soldier jump down a slope, he and the remaining Japanese soldiers chased after him without hesitation.
This was a high and steep slope, as sharp as a knife, more than two meters high. Looking around , I had lost the other person's figure again.
Ichiro Matsushita and another Japanese soldier acted decisively and jumped down immediately because if they continued to stand on the slope, they would easily become targets of the enemy.
The two men were searching for each other when suddenly, with a bang, gunshots rang out from behind them. The Japanese soldier was shot in the head and fell to the ground dead.
Matsushita Ichiro turned around suddenly, and his scalp suddenly felt numb and his hair stood on end.
I saw the Chinese soldier leaning against the left side of the slope with a strange smile on his face. At the same time, the muzzle of the Type 38 rifle in his hand was pointed at himself and he was pulling the bolt quickly.
"Sayonara."
Liu Zhengfeng chuckled and gently pulled the trigger with his right index finger. The bullet broke through the barrel of the gun and shot into Matsushita Ichirō's head at high speed, exiting from the back of his head, causing his brain to burst and he died.
Liu Zhengfeng walked over slowly and saw that the Japanese officer was a major. He fell on his back with his hands still tightly holding the Type 97 sniper rifle, and his index finger was even on the trigger.
Liu Zhengfeng frowned, gently pried his fingers apart, and took the sniper rifle in his own hand. The sniper rifle was wrapped in linen, which was a good way of camouflage.
Liu Zhengfeng had been fighting continuously for the past two days and his bullets were severely depleted. More than half of the 200 bullets he got from Zhou Liankai had been used up and he had to replenish the ammunition. So he searched the two Japanese and found more than 70 bullets, two pumpkin grenades and a telescope.
This is not enough. Liu Zhengfeng shook his head and prepared to look upstairs for more ammunition.
At this moment, there was a sudden burst of fierce gunfire and the sound of grenade explosions from the southeast.
Oh no! Liu Zhengfeng's face changed drastically, because he knew that the Japanese might have caught up with Li Rong and the others.
