These days, the Japanese are used to being arrogant. In addition, our army's strength is indeed not much.
Although the Japanese had almost been wiped out in the previous battle, with the arrival of reinforcements, the Japanese had gradually gained the advantage on the battlefield.
Especially now, with the arrival of the armored troops, the Japanese would gain an overall advantage on the battlefield.
After asking about the direction and time of the Japanese's departure, Chen Zhihua carried the Type 10 sniper rifle and rushed forward in the dark.
This thing was specially designed to fight against tanks. Of course, it was fine for the tanks with insane defense in the future, but it was still easy for them to fight against the Japanese.
Following the marks on the ground, Chen Zhihua chased all the way to the ferry.
After crossing the ferry, they would reach Minhang. The Japanese wanted to make dumplings for the Chinese army at the front line.
Although he was full of disdain for the Japanese, Chen Zhihua still had to admit that the Japanese were still a giant existence to our army.
They had an absolute advantage in all three aspects. Even Chen Zhihua, who was rumored to have unlimited ammunition, did not dare to say that he could defeat the Japanese in this war.
He spat out the furry dog in his mouth and took out Gilly from his backpack. He quickly put on the clothes.
Even though it was night, Chen Zhihua still did not dare to be careless.
too. Didn't the ancestor say that one should look down on the opponent strategically and pay attention to the opponent tactically? Chen Zhihua decided to strictly follow the instructions. It was better to do things according to the instructions of the old man.
1,500 meters was the maximum effective range of the Type 10 sniper rifle. If it was an armored target, this distance would be closer. Chen Zhihua chose a combat distance of about 1,000 meters.
At this distance, Chen Zhihua was absolutely confident that he could kill the Japanese's little tank with one shot.
He inserted another furry dog and glanced at it from the corner of his eye. The wind speed, humidity, and other factors that affected the accuracy of the shot had already appeared in Chen Zhihua's mind.
After turning on the night vision system, Chen Zhihua calmly lay on the ground and aimed at the Japanese's Little Bean Tank.
The first batch to land was a light tank squadron of the Japanese. There were only ten small tanks, but there was a large group of soldiers protecting them.
Therefore, this mission was still very difficult for Chen Zhihua.
Of course, the difficulty was not how to deal with these ten small cars, but how to escape smoothly after dealing with them.
Bang!
A loud gunshot pierced through the not-so-quiet night sky. The special armor-piercing bullet with an initial velocity of 825 meters per second only needed a little more than a second to reach its target.
Chen Zhihua took a deep breath and held his breath. After trapping a target, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The loud gunshot and the huge recoil were not a problem for Chen Zhihua, who had been trained for a long time.
Rapid fire required skill, not just anyone could shoot it.
After releasing the trigger, Chen Zhihua did not breathe. Instead, he moved the muzzle slightly according to the position of the enemy tank he had observed earlier. Then, he pulled the trigger for the second time.
Bang!
Boom…
When the second bullet tore through the night sky and broke out of the barrel, the small tank that was hit by Chen Zhihua earlier had no choice but to explode.
The entire turret was lifted into the air, and the tank that originally looked mighty was instantly turned into scrap metal, surrounded by flames.
Boom…
The sound of the second explosion was heard. Even Chen Zhihua could feel the earth shaking crazily.
The small tank that was fully loaded with ammunition became everyone's nightmare at this moment.
Chen Zhihua didn't even need to aim specifically. He only needed to aim at that position. It didn't matter if it was off, or if there was something blocking it. What was important was that the armor-piercing bullet could penetrate it. The so-called armor was like a drizzle in front of the 12.7mm armor-piercing bullet. It was as simple as a membrane.
The basic requirement of rapid fire was to hold your breath and shoot as many shots as possible.
This was the only way to empty the magazine at the fastest speed. Every breath would interrupt his rhythm, and it would extend what could have been done in five or six seconds to seven or eight seconds or even more.
On the battlefield, this would be fatal.
However, there was a drawback to doing so. The first two shots were usually fine, but with each shot, the consumption of physical strength would multiply.
This was especially true for large-caliber sniper rifles.
However, for the sake of efficiency and survival, Chen Zhihua could only play this way.
About six seconds later, Chen Zhihua emptied the first clip of five bullets. Taking advantage of the gap between reloading, Chen Zhihua panted heavily.
Although it was only a short one or two seconds, it was still extremely precious to him.
When Chen Zhihua looked into the scope again, he couldn't help but sigh at the efficiency of the Japanese.
From the first shot to now, it had only been about eight seconds. Although the Japanese were still in a panic, their commander had found the approximate location of their hiding place. Force. He pulled out the commanding sword at his waist and commanded the infantry to charge in his direction.
As for the remaining five small children, they quickly lit up their torches and began to move. Now, Chen Zhihua finally understood why the Chinese army had been beaten so badly in history.
After hurriedly firing the five bullets in the second magazine, the five still moving little ones were naturally scrapped. Three of them directly exploded, and two directly collapsed.
This time, it also took about six seconds. Of course, the second shot allowed the Japanese to accurately lock onto their position.
However, ten seconds was not enough. Even if they were lightly equipped and sprinted at a speed of 100 meters, it would take them more than ten seconds, not to mention the Japanese infantry who were fully loaded. In this time, they had only run 50 to 60 meters.
There was still a distance of 900 meters between the two sides. For this reason, Chen Zhihua was not worried about his own safety at all. He calmly reloaded the third magazine and reloaded the ammunition of the four tanks.
The gorgeous fireworks were very beautiful, especially in such a scene. It was very spectacular.
When a Japanese squadron arrived at the place where Chen Zhihua had been hiding, they helplessly found that there was no one there. There were some traces on the ground, but they could only trace it to a nearby path.
It was nearly a kilometer away, and it was nighttime. Even a scout from an ordinary unit would not be caught by the Japanese in this environment, let alone Chen Zhihua, an elite sniper of the special forces in the future.
" Bajialu…" The leading Japanese squadron leader looked at the remaining shells on the ground and gritted his teeth in anger!
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