Life in Film and Television: Starting from the Jinshui Bridge

Chapter 349 Joining the Cangyun Ridge Sniper Battle
From Liu Meng's point of view, it can be seen that the marksmanship of the Eighth Route Army soldiers is really not satisfactory. At a distance of 60 meters, they only killed a dozen charging devils.

On the other hand, on the devil's side, even if the devil is charging and his body is exposed in the mountains, he is much more accurate than the Eighth Route Army soldiers hiding in the trenches.

This also reminded Liu Meng of what the veterans who participated in the War of Resistance often said in later generations:

When the devils invaded China in the early days, their individual quality was very good. The accuracy of marksmanship at a distance of [-] meters was frighteningly high, so it often took more than ten Chinese soldiers to fight to the death of a devil soldier.

While Liu Meng was observing the battle situation, he was thinking about how to join the battle in a legitimate way and help Li Yunlong kill the devils.

Five meters away from Liu Meng's side, an Eighth Route Army soldier was pulling the bolt of his gun and preparing to shoot.

He was hit on the forehead by a stray bullet that fell suddenly, and was killed in the trench immediately.

Liu Meng couldn't help feeling a surge of hatred welling up in his heart. This soldier was one of the two Eighth Route Army soldiers who were in charge of guarding him, and he didn't expect to die in front of his eyes.

The next moment, Liu Meng didn't have time to be sad, and subconsciously ran from the trench to the soldier's corpse, and picked up the rifle that was still tightly held in his hand under the astonished eyes of another little soldier.

Holding the rifle in his hand, he found that it was not the [-] cover of the devil, but the most common old sleeve in film and television dramas.

This kind of rifle is not satisfactory, the battle became more and more fierce, Liu Meng didn't bother to worry about whether the rifle was good or not, he searched around in the pockets of the dead soldier, and found five rounds of bullets. Put it in your pocket.

Liu pulled the bolt on the gun and stood up abruptly. Without even aiming, he subconsciously raised the gun and fired. The target he had been optimistic about earlier was the devil's heavy machine gunner's forehead 250 meters away.

At the same moment, Li Yunlong, who caused a lot of casualties because of the devil's heavy machine gun, shouted loudly:
"Where's the pillar? Where did you GRD go? If you haven't fired your cannon, knock out that damn devil's heavy machine gun for me!"

As soon as the sound fell, Li Yunlong's widened eyes saw that the devil's heavy machine gunner, who was more than 200 meters away from him a moment ago, was fighting extremely happily, threw his head back violently, and fell to the ground.

This time, Li Yunlong was very surprised. He knew that Xizi, the sharpshooter in the regiment, had good marksmanship, but he didn't reach the point where he could catch the devil's heavy machine gunner hiding behind the devil's charge line with one shot!

Li Yunlong, who didn't understand, didn't bother, because he was in the middle of a fierce battle, he just shouted excitedly:

"Good fight! Which brat killed the devil's heavy machine gunner? I will give you a credit. When the battle is won, I will treat you to drink half a catty of sweet potatoes!"

Liu Meng was not in the mood to pay attention to Li Yunlong's words of drawing big cakes, but relied on the old sleeve in his hand to shoot and kill valuable targets among the devils quickly and calmly.

Liu Meng's priority targets were the devils, such as heavy machine gunners, machine gunners, grenadiers, and devils' sergeants.

As for the mortarers, Liu Meng was confident in killing them, but if the rifles were not in his hand, he could kill targets within 300 meters with his extraordinary eyesight, and the mortarers 500 meters away were helpless.

Secondly, the devils were charging, and the mortars stopped firing. Only the grenades followed the charging army of devils and kept using them.

In this way, Li Yunlong's sniping situation became easier with Liu Meng's joining.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. In Liu Meng's hands, including the bullets in the gun, there were only nine bullets in total. After Liu Meng shot and killed the nine devils, he fell into the embarrassing situation of having no ammunition.

He wanted to take weapons from the space to use, but in the last world, he left 98K for Hu Sanniang to use, and there were only a few pistols in the space that could be used.

Just when Liu Meng was wondering whether to find a new group of soldiers and borrow some bullets to use, the first wave of the devil's charge had already rushed ten meters away from the front of the position.

The next moment, Li Yunlong shouted fiercely:

"Comrades, put on the bayonet, give me a countercharge, and let the GRD little devils taste the power of the Huaxia grandfathers in hand-to-hand combat!"

The sound fell, and the soldiers of the new regiment burst into a shout of high morale at the same time:

"Yes!"

At the same time, the charge horn sounded "beep, beep, beep".

The next moment, Li Yunlong rushed up from the trench with a big knife in his hand, pointed forward with the big knife and shouted:

"kill!"

As soon as the sound fell, Li Yunlong took the lead, holding a knife, and rushed to the dozens of devils who were oncoming.

Behind him, more than 100 soldiers of the Eighth Route Army also howled and rushed out of the trench. Liu Meng glanced at it and saw that only a small half were holding big knives, the rest were mostly rifles with bayonets on them, and at the end were even holding kitchen knives and shoulder poles. cook.

Seeing this scene, Liu Meng couldn't help feeling his blood welling up. Without hesitation, he pulled out his bayonet from the waist of the soldier from the new regiment who had died earlier, put a lemon on the front end of the barrel of the old sleeve, and He jumped out of the trench and killed the devils on the front line.

Beside him, another little soldier who was in charge of temporarily guarding Liu Meng was also flushed, followed Liu Meng with fiery eyes, and rushed out of the trench.

He was still young, no more than 16 years old, but he had joined the Eighth Route Army for more than half a year, and strictly speaking he was still a recruit.

Earlier, he was quite shocked by Liu Meng's smooth tactical moves, just because Liu Meng's tactical moves were too flexible and agile, and his marksmanship was much better than that of the famous sharpshooter Xizi in the regiment.

Nine bullets killed nine devils. The key is that the shooting speed is extremely fast, so why not let him admire it?

Liu Meng didn't have time to worry about the little soldier who was following behind him. At this moment, the only thought in his mind was to kill the devil.

In fact, it is no wonder that Liu Meng, who has gone through several worlds and killed many enemies, is so passionate.

Just because the Anti-Japanese War is the eternal pain in the hearts of all Chinese people;

During the eight-year war of resistance, the Chinese people defeated the devil's war of aggression at a painful price of more than 3500 million deaths.

One can imagine what a tragic war this was.

And almost every time traveler who traveled to the period of the Anti-Japanese War, whether it was a former otaku or a soldier, has a deep-seated obsession, that is to kill devils, the more you kill, the better, and they all hold to kill a person And the desire to save hundreds of people is to kill as many little devils as possible.

What's more, Liu Meng's strength is not comparable to that of ordinary people. In hand-to-hand combat, it's not that Liu Meng underestimated these devils. Even if one person faces a hundred people, Liu Meng can still kill him.

(End of this chapter)