Super Dictator

Wei Jichen was quietly crawling in the trench. He had waited until the Japanese sprinted to a very close range before letting the sergeant suddenly fire.

Sure enough, the Japanese were shocked and panicked.

Listening to the constant gunshots and watching his own soldiers' violent counterattacks, he didn't feel the same feeling he had not long ago.

Damn it, it seems that the daily marksmanship training must not be neglected, and the state must be stabilized, otherwise the marksmanship will be sometimes good and sometimes ineffective.

Without that feeling, Wei Jichen got up and shot several times but missed.

Wei Jichen fired again, only to find a Japanese officer with a white stripe on his head jumping behind him and shouting to direct the army to attack.

Unfortunately, he was a bit far away and couldn't see clearly the shoulder insignia on his shoulders, but he could command thousands of Japanese soldiers to attack, so his position must be quite high.

Thinking of this, Wei Jichen rushed close to Mengzi. Due to the bursts of gunfire on the battlefield, he had to shout loudly: "Did you see that Japanese general eight hundred meters away?"

Mengzi looked at it carefully and replied shortly after: "Is that the Japanese who shouted loudly with the command sword?"

Takeda Hideyama's look was so unique that it didn't take much effort for Mengzi to figure out who Wei Jichen was talking about.

"Exactly! Are you sure you can shoot him?" Wei Jichen looked at Mengzi without blinking and asked solemnly.

At a distance of 800 meters, an ordinary rifle would not even be able to hit, let alone hit the target. That's why Takeda Hideyama stood so arrogantly without any cover and shouted orders.

Mengzi frowned tightly. He is an honest person and never turns around when speaking. He shook his head and said, "I'm not very sure. I haven't tried it at such a long distance."

"It doesn't matter. Just aim at him. It would be better if you kill him. If you don't kill him, you won't lose anything." Wei Jichen patted him on the shoulder gently without putting too much pressure on him.

Mengzi nodded slightly, then half-squinted his eyes, and slowly pointed the muzzle at Takeda Hideyama's chest. He estimated the impact of the wind speed and raised the muzzle slightly.

The distance was too far, and he didn't dare to shoot his head. The chest position was safer and more sure.

Baga, Baga!

"Keep going!" Takeda Hideyama roared furiously.

This time he personally led a team to attack the enemy's main position. The Japanese soldiers rushed forward with all their lives, but they did not expect that the enemy was like a stone in a pit, hard and smelly, and could not be attacked.

Could it be that the cannons purchased from Western countries were all useless blanks? Why did the Chinese seem to have not lost many people?

He originally thought that even if he couldn't capture the position easily, he would be able to capture it after losing some troops. Unexpectedly, things did not develop as he expected.

Well, Takeda Hideyama, who was waving his command sword, suddenly felt a cold air rising from his body. He felt like he was being targeted by a wild beast.

Takeda Hideyama looked around suspiciously, but found nothing. It seemed that he was paranoid. He was so far away from the enemy's position, what could happen.

Thinking like this, Takeda Hideyama raised his head and was about to continue shouting.

But he heard a whooshing sound, and then the cold hairs on his body stood up.

Bang, the sound of bullets entering the body and colliding with flesh. Takeda Hideyama first felt a heat in his left chest, and then a chill in his body.

Me, I got shot.

Takeda Hideyama slowly lowered his head in disbelief and looked at his left chest, which was bleeding. How could it be possible? Could it be a stray bullet accidentally fired by one of his soldiers?

Takeda Hideyama thought it was ridiculous. I actually died in the hands of one of my own people?

All the strength in his body suddenly disappeared, his feet went weak, and Takeda Hideyama fell to the ground.

"Major Takeda, Major Takeda!" The staff officer beside him suddenly stopped when he heard the shouting, and then saw him falling for no apparent reason. Only then did he react and exclaimed, stepping forward to help him up.

One of them quickly checked Takeda Hideyama's breathing, but found that he was not breathing much. He tore his clothes open and saw that a bullet had hit his heart.

"Major Takeda is loyal to the empire! The jade is broken." Several staff members screamed loudly and horrified.

Several people quickly carried Takeda Hideyama and hid behind a small mound. Then you looked at me and I looked at you.

Takeda Hideyama's death was obviously so dramatic that everyone could hardly believe it for a moment.

"Did Mr. Takeda be shot by the Chinese?" a staff officer asked in disbelief after two seconds of silence.

"It's impossible. The Chinese position is at least 800 meters away from here. How could it be possible that they killed him?"

"In this case, Takeda-kun may have been killed by a stray bullet."

After thinking for a long time, everyone could only think of this reason.

The last few staff officers could only secretly lament that Takeda Hideyama was so unlucky that he would die absurdly at the hands of his own people, and the answer to this mystery could not be solved at all.

Even if the bullets were taken out of his body, it would be impossible to guess at the hands of whom he died, because the Japanese captured a large amount of Qing army arms during the Battle of Pyongyang, and many of the weapons between the two armies were the same.

"Major Takeda died at his own hands. How should we report to the Major General?" a staff officer asked.

There is obviously a difference in posthumous treatment between those who die heroically and those who die by one's own hands.

"Let's tell the truth. Your Excellency, Major General, will definitely not let Major Takeda's reputation be ruined." Another staff officer thought for a while and said.

Luyu defended the territory.

"How's it going? Did you hit it?" After seeing Mengzi pull the trigger, he suddenly seemed to have lost all his strength and relaxed completely. Wei Jichen asked involuntarily.

Mengzi replied with some uncertainty: "It should be a hit."

Wei Jichen smiled dumbly and thought to himself that he was taking off his pants and farting. He would know it as soon as he entered the system and saw it.

Not long ago, his merit score was more than a thousand points. If it skyrocketed now, he must have killed an important enemy general.

Wei Jichen quickly entered the system, without looking at anything else, and directly searched for the merit points item.

Merit value: 25519, title: Thousand Man Killer.

Wei Jichen's mouth was wide open and he couldn't close it. At a quick glance, he discovered that it had skyrocketed by more than 1,300 points.

This was not a Japs captain, but actually a Japs unit captain, at least at the rank of Major. Wei Jichen immediately deduced Takeda Hideyama's rank from his merit points.

An infantry brigade of the Japanese has about 6,000 troops, and it has two infantry regiments under its jurisdiction. Of course, there are more mixed brigades. Most of the regiment captains have the rank of lieutenant colonel or major colonel.

According to the system's conversion method, the merit points obtained were half of the number of troops led by the enemy generals shot. From this, Wei Jichen could be sure that the one who was killed just now must be a famous alliance captain.

Damn it, Mengzi, you are so awesome.

Wei Jichen couldn't hide the joy on his face and said excitedly: "It must have hit."

"How do you know, Wei Shao?" Mengzi said curiously.

"Didn't you see it just now? Several other Japanese people quickly stepped forward to help him and hide. If he hadn't been hit, he would have appeared and yelled to show that he was fine. But now there is no movement at all." Wei Jichen Of course, I can’t say that I learned it from the super system.

One bullet has more than a thousand merit points. To kill the Japanese soldiers, you have to kill a thousand.

Wei Jichen's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately decided to go back to the camp tonight to buy a sniper rifle for himself. What a bullshit commander, what a bullshit, what a fool, I'm just here to earn merit points, not to be loyal to the Qing Empire. .

Wei Jichen didn't even think about it, how many captains could there be in the First Army led by Shanxian Youpeng?

The news of Takeda Hideyama's death could not be hidden even if several staff members wanted to, because just now he was standing and commanding in person, but now he was silent.

Not long after, the news that Takeda Shaotama was broken spread like a plague to the attacking Japanese army.

The attacking Japanese troops were obviously affected, and they were all hesitant and hesitant to move forward. Several captains hurried back to investigate the situation.

In addition, the Qing army's defense line was still strong, and the morale of the Japanese army could not help but plummet.

Seeing this situation, several captains had to give the order to retreat again.

Another Japanese attack ended in vain due to the death of Takeda Hideyama.

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The week is coming to an end. I hope friends who like this book can collect it and don’t let it be lost in the vast sea.