This traveler only wants to choose the lowest difficulty

Chapter 85

That afternoon, when he heard that Wang Dong was going to shoot in the nearby mountains, Douglas also said that he would go to get some air together. In order to understand the nearby terrain, Wu Tengzhang, who came back to rest, also expressed his desire to follow, so a group of more than 20 people followed Wang Dong up the mountain.

When they came to the mountain, Mo Huaide took out a Mauser pistol, commonly known as a shell gun, and gave it to Wang Dong.Because this kind of pistol was inconvenient to equip the army, it was able to bypass military weapons import restrictions and enter China in large numbers before the Anti-Japanese War. By the time of the Anti-Japanese War, it had become the most equipped type of pistol among all Chinese armies, including the puppet army.

Wang Dong took the Mauser pistol, Mo Huaide patiently taught him to open the safety, three points and one line, and then pointed to a broken bowl 20 meters away.

"Brother Wang, take aim and hit again."

Wang Dong nodded, raised his hand to click, and directly emptied the twenty-round magazine.The huge gunshots shocked Douglas and the others.When the gunpowder smoke dissipated, everyone couldn't help looking in the direction of the bowl, only to see that the broken bowl remained motionless.

Sun Chetai couldn't help but burst out laughing, and the U.S. military laughed even more.

Mo Huaide couldn't laugh or cry: "Brother Wang, practice first, don't hit so fast."

But Wang Dong said happily: "Interesting, interesting, I learned! I'm going to fight farther away!"

Mo Huaide said: "Brother Wang, shall we start with the easy and then the difficult..."

Seeing that Wang Dong had already taken a magazine, he walked towards the distance by himself.Mo Huaide had no choice but to call a soldier to catch up with Wang Dong with him.

Wang Dong stood 100 meters away, trying to close one eye and aim at the bowl.

Mo Huaide knew that it was impossible for Wang Dong to hit at this distance. Seeing Wang Dong's insistence, he had to ask someone to bring out a large table.

"Brother Wang, hit that table first. Are you sure you can shoot?"

Of course sure, Wang Dong said excitedly, with a wave of his hand, three bullets hit the feet directly.

All the spectators took a deep breath and retreated silently.

Mo Huaide then watched Wang Dong excitedly adjust the speed of the Mauser pistol to the continuous fire setting. This time he finally understood that this man is a deadly master!
Wang Dong turned his head and ordered the puppet soldier who brought him the magazines: "Give me the magazines later, I can shoot fast, you can't keep up."

Good guy, this skill still wants to play fast...

"Well, Xiao Zhang, you can stand with brother Wang for a while, I, my ears are a little uncomfortable, go sit in the back..."

Mo Huaide backed away silently, and heard Wang Dong's warm greeting: "Brother Mo, stay and play!" He ran even faster.

Seeing him running away, Wang Dong could only turn to Xiao Zhang and said: "You have to press the bullet faster later!"

Xiao Zhang swallowed silently, "Commander Wang, I'm slow and I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up, so I'll just press the bullet here. When your gun runs out later, can you come over and get the clip by yourself?"

Wang Dong frowned and said: "It's really useless, it's okay."

After finishing speaking, Wang Dong directly hugged the handle and shot out half of the shuttle bullets.

The disadvantage of the Mauser pistol is that the muzzle jumps up very violently when shooting, so experienced Chinese people raise the palms upwards when using the Mauser pistol, and put the gun horizontally, so that when the gun is fired quickly, the muzzle that jumps up will change. Instead of shooting left and right, it can quickly sweep down a group of enemies on the opposite side.

But Wang Dong didn't have this awareness at all, he fired vertically, and after ten quick shots, the muzzle of the gun was almost going to the sky, scaring Xiao Zhang half to death.He didn't dare to look at other things, squatted down to reduce the area of ​​the bullet, and reloaded with shaking hands. When Wang Dong came back and stretched out his hand, he handed over the magazine.

As for the other people who could switch, they all silently stepped back a few hundred steps, away from Wang Dong's automatic fort.

"Interesting!" Wang Dong laughed loudly, walked into the grass, took out a hanging firecracker and an iron box from the ring quietly under the cover of long grass, threw the firecrackers into the box and lit them.Then he took out a handful of gun shells that he had just picked up, holding it in his hand and preparing to throw it away.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw Wang Dong start to shoot at a fixed point, holding on to the handle, holding the shuttle vertically and horizontally, and then actually started to move coquettishly, sometimes standing, sometimes squatting, and sometimes lying down in the grass and shooting. Rolling shooting, rich in various non-standard shooting postures, can be regarded as a model of negative textbooks.

After 2 minutes, Wang Dong finally finished making five boxes with a total of 150 bullets.

The smoke dissipated, and everyone looked into the distance.

I saw that the table board in the distance was extremely strong, not only intact, it didn't even seem to be shaking at all.

Everyone looked at each other. At this moment, China and foreign countries, decent people and villains reached a perfect consensus: this young master Wang Dongwang is a waste snack.

Mo Huaide stepped forward with a bitter face, "Brother Wang, how is the fight?"

Wang Dong was full of excitement: "It's fun!"

Mo Huaide scolded his mother in his heart, and took a few puppet soldiers all over the mountains to pick up the magazines that Wang Dong had thrown away for a long time. In the end, only nine of the twelve magazines gathered by the All Imperial Alliance Army Squadron were recovered.

Mo Huaide came to Wang Dong with a bitter expression on his face, the boy happily threw a jade pendant over, held up the pistol and said with a smile: "Brother Mo, I like this gun, give it to me."

Mo Huaide looked at the jade pendant, saw that the jade was white and moist, and finally laughed.

"My brother can take it if he likes it."

Anyway, Wang Dong just finished refilling his half-year's shelled bullets in just 2 minutes, Mo Huaide thought that he would stay away from the shelled gun in the past six months, so he might as well be a favor.

Back in the village at night, Wang Dong went back to the room assigned to him, closed the door, and took out the clips and bullets in the storage ring.

Laying on the bed, he counted carefully, and after an afternoon of tossing around, he got a total of 120 7.63mm shell-shell bullets, together with a total of four magazines for the gun itself, and a shell-shell gun that was in good condition.

Wang Dong carefully arranged the bullets, filled the four magazines, loaded one on the gun, and put the pile of things into the storage ring.

The Marines stayed in the village for the next few days, until exactly three days later, Moweide brought a Japanese officer and told them that they could continue on their way.

Naturally, Douglas complained to the devil for a long time, but in the end he could only threaten that he would compile the Japanese's reneging behavior into a report when the other party was indifferent.

That devil officer came to inform Mo Huaide to leave. That afternoon, Mo Huaide took a squadron of the Imperial Association Army and five Eighth Route Army prisoners on the road.

However, Douglas and his Marine Corps, having brought into full play the temperament of the US military before the Marshall era, actually spent another night in the village, and finally waited until the second day after the puppet army left, finally under Zhou Wenbo's protests and complaints. on board.It was past seven o'clock in the evening when the train fired the boiler and started.

Douglas's attitude towards Wang Dong was much better after he advanced money to solve the food supply problem, so Douglas asked Wang Dong to sit in his compartment after the train started.

"Wang, why do you seem a little disturbed?"

Wang Dong frowned and said, "I always think something will happen."

"What can happen? The Japanese army dare not do anything to us, we are the US Marine Corps."

If it weren't for knowing that you are the Marine Corps that will surrender in eight days and lose the Peking Man specimens, I might feel better, Wang Dong complained silently in his heart.

Wang Dong secretly calculated that it was December [-]st now, if the train arrived at Qinhuangdao safely, then the specimens should be able to go to sea within the next eight days, but the specimens could not be transported in the end, most likely due to some problems on the way.

Douglas leaned back in his chair, smoking a cigarette with a face full of disbelief.Suddenly there was an urgent knock on the door, and a young American boy shouted: "Lieutenant Douglas, please come out and see this!"

Wang Dong and Douglas looked at each other and stood up at the same time. They walked forward with the American soldier and entered the cab all the way. They saw that the boiler worker had already closed the fire door and was about to turn off the fire. Douglas said angrily, "Why do you have to stop again?"

Wang Dong looked out the window and couldn't help but utter a national curse.

"I wipe... what is that?"

The train was on the side of a mountain, and the scenery below the mountain had a panoramic view. Wang Dong saw that at the bottom of the mountain, on another railway line parallel to them, a giant beast full of steel plates and shooting holes, and a fort was winding forward. ——It turned out to be a Type [-] armored train of the Japanese army!
It was the first time for Wang Dong to see this kind of thing, even he was shocked by the appearance of this thing.

At this time, the armored train opened the machine gun hole and was firing around.And around it, a small group of armed forces is moving and fighting back.

"Are the Chinese crazy to fight against armored trains with human flesh?"

Wang Dong secretly shook his head. It is absolutely impossible for guerrillas to attack armored trains with their bodies. According to records, the main method for our army's guerrillas to fight this thing should be to dig railways, or at least use explosives to blow them up.

Less than ten seconds after he had this idea, he saw a strong explosion more than ten meters in front of the Japanese armored train, which directly blasted the rails within ten meters to the sky.

However, the armored train of the Japanese army could not brake quickly, because of inertia, it drove straight out of the derailment.

Wang Dong stared blankly at all this, and then heard Douglas roaring: "Damn it, hurry up, stop! The Chinese blew up the railroad tracks!"

(End of this chapter)