Chapter 1859 Kill Him!

Three trees. Now Gao Wenli saw three trees growing side by side.

To be honest, there are not many places to hide on the slopes of these hills.

Although mugwort can hide, it is by no means an ideal hiding place.

Gao Wenli knew that the Japanese soldier probably didn't see where he was in the grassland, but he definitely knew that he was in the grassland.

If the guy on the opposite side saw where he was and shot him, he would be destroyed.

And if this guy used a machine gun instead of a rifle, he would probably be hit by a few short bursts of fire.

The Japanese gunman was like a knife hanging above his head that might fall at any time, but Gao Wenli knew that he couldn't move yet.

If he stepped out of the cover of this patch of wormwood, he would immediately be shot by the Japanese soldier.

So how should I find a way to get to the three trees on my right?

Artemisia is just a temporary shelter. Those trees growing side by side can withstand Japanese bullets.

He had to run behind those trees. As for what to do next, he really didn't think about it.

Still saying that he must go to pick up the battalion commander, even if he dies.

At this moment, Li Peng, who was in the woods, asked his machine gunner curiously: "Where did you hit just now and attract the bullets from the Japs?"

He felt strange.

The Japanese had closer targets, such as Gao Wenli and Liu Zhu, so why did he shoot his machine gunner with bullets? This can't help but make him think about it.

"I——" The machine gunner was a little confused.

At this time, he was still worried about escaping with his life, so now he was confused when the company commander asked him.

"I just pick places where there are no people to fight." Nahe Machine Gunner replied subconsciously.

"What? What the hell are you talking about?" As everyone knows, Cheng Peng was confused by his answer.

"Ah." Cheng Peng glared at the machine gunner and realized, "The eldest daughter I just shot was in that position."

The machine gunner pointed forward.

"What's there?" Cheng Peng, who followed what the soldier pointed at, was unhappy.

But when Cheng Peng finished speaking, he suddenly thought of what he, the machine gunner, had just said, that he just went to fight where no one was.

Cheng Peng realized something. He hurriedly picked up the telescope hanging on his chest and hid behind a tree to observe carefully in the direction pointed by the soldier.

At this time, the Japanese gunner was aiming his sniper rifle at the patch of sagebrush.

He was still looking carefully for the Chinese soldier who dared to rush in front of his eyes.

The Chinese soldier was less than 200 meters away from him. He would never tolerate that guy bullying him so unscrupulously.

The patch of wormwood is indeed not that big, and is surrounded by grass that is barely visible to the feet. It is the only place where people can hide, so the patch of wormwood has long been particularly abrupt and eye-catching.

The situation is like the people grazing cows in the wilderness here, and they don't know which cow has pooped a big pile of cow dung there.

The cow dung in the rainforest becomes fertilizer when exposed to wind and sun, so the wormwood there grows extremely lush, but it is limited to such a large area.

The Japanese sniper stared for a moment and did not find the shadow of the Chinese soldier in the wormwood, but he was sure that the guy was hiding in there.

This time he didn't shoot. There were bullets hitting him just now. He couldn't expose his target easily again.

This Japanese soldier was hiding on the front slope of the hill facing Cheng Peng and the others. He relied entirely on his disguise and courage. Once he was discovered by the Chinese army, the only thing waiting for him would be concentrated fire. There is no possibility of escape.

Seeing that there was no movement in the wormwood bush, the Japanese soldier took another look at the mound more than fifty meters away from the wormwood bush. There was no news about the second Chinese soldier hiding there.

He fixed his eyes on the sniper scope again and began to aim at the patch of wormwood. The patch of wormwood closest to him was the most threatening.

Gunshots were still ringing all around, including those inside the circular hills.

But now it is quiet on this side. There is no longer smoke in the air, but there is endless murderous intent.

After another minute, the Japanese shooter saw the grass move.

The Japanese shooter's eyebrows jumped involuntarily. He gently put his hand on the trigger and began to steady his breathing. Then he saw a hat exposed, but the hat did not move after that.

You cunning Chinese guy still wants to lie to me! The Japanese shooter held his rifle and looked at the hat with all his concentration.

He had shot once before. At that time, he thought he was hit, but when the man ran out again later, he realized that he had been fooled.

Using a hat to fill a head cannot be said to be a familiar trick that has been broken on the battlefield, but it is almost the same in the field.

Whether you are fooled or not depends entirely on the experience of the shooter and the urgency of shooting at the time.

So the Japanese soldier saw the Northeastern Army soldier repeating his old tricks. He put his hand on the trigger and watched quietly.

But it only took a moment before the Japanese shooter's eyes lit up and he immediately pulled the trigger!

Because at this time he saw that this time it was not just the head sticking out of the grass, but also the shoulders and head, and there was a rifle next to it!

If the previous shot that hit the hat was just his personal feeling, then this time he was sure that he had definitely sent the bullet into the opponent's body!

But the next thing that surprised him happened again. He had just finished firing the shot and had not had time to pull the bolt to reload the bullet, when he looked at the wormwood bushes and saw a man jumping out!

The man had a naked upper body, and when he got up, he had already grabbed the previous rifle in his hand, and then rushed to the right front, that is, his left front like the wind.

It turned out that there were three trees side by side there. It didn't matter if there were wormwood under the trees, but the thickness of those trees was more than enough to block the bullet.

Oh no, I was fooled again!

The Japanese shooter didn't know what method the other party used to make his clothes bulge as bait to induce him to fire another shot.

But he ran out with his bare chest.

Why did the other party do this? Of course, it was to trick the bullet in his gun chamber. If he wanted to fire the second shot, he had to pull the gun to eject the shell and then load the bullet.

What he was fighting for was the chance not to be hit by him in the first place!

At this time, the Japanese shooter could no longer care about so much. He had to kill the Chinese soldier!

So he quickly pulled the bolt and shot again, and in his sniper lens, the Chinese soldier was still running irregularly and moving left and right.

"Pop", his second shot hit the left foot of the Chinese soldier, and a small dust rose.

And the Chinese soldier also felt threatened. At the moment when the dust rose, he jumped to the right like a frightened rabbit.

But perhaps he thought that he was shot on the left, so whether he jumped to the right was exactly the Japanese army's trick. So he suddenly stopped and ran back to the left.

In fact, this was exactly the case. The Japanese soldier saw him jumping to the side and then fired a shot. His gun fired, but the man flashed in the sniper lens and ran out again.

If it weren't for the war, who would have seen such a scene?

A top Japanese gunman kept shooting forward, and the Chinese soldier who was shot jumped horizontally and vertically, running left and right, but he was gambling his life with the Japanese army's prediction!

"Bang"!

Another gunshot.

In this gunshot, Gao Wenli, who was forced to run wild by the Japanese army, felt his left foot numb. He was anxious and kicked his left foot on the ground and jumped up again.

After running a few more steps, he finally rushed to the back of the trees he wanted to reach.

He could still move and it seemed that he was not seriously injured. Gao Wenli, who was panting, leaned against the tree trunk and thought.

Although he was in a state of panic for his life, he was also counting the number of shots the Japanese soldier fired at him.

The shot that made his feet numb should be the fifth shot. Now the guy should be pushing bullets into the tree. I wonder if the tree is thick enough to withstand the bullets?

Gao Wenli was thinking when the gunshots rang again, but this time it was not a single shot, but the sound of concentrated fire.

Hundreds of bullets flew out from the place where he started, and they landed directly on a certain part of the hill in front of him like a group of sparrows swarming in the void.

Of course, most of the bullets drilled into the soil of the hill, but in the end, a few bullets hit a Japanese soldier wearing a gray camouflage.

The bullets of the Type 38 rifle were thin and sharp, and those that did not hit his bones passed through his body.

As for the inferior rifles used by the Chinese army, the bullets only made a small hole in the front of his body, but by the time they came out of his back, they were almost as big as a fist. The reason was that the quality of the guns was too poor and the bullets lacked kinetic energy, so they came out sideways!