They detonated the Japanese's mortar ammunition boxes and killed more than a dozen Japanese in one breath. They also destroyed the Japanese's mortar and machine gun positions.
This allowed Wei Shanhe to obtain two gift bags at once. One of them was a blue level gift bag, which was one level higher than the white one.
However, this action not only exposed Wei Shanhe's position, but also completely angered all the Japanese.
The Japanese lieutenant captain, who was affected by the explosion, shook his dizzy head and pulled out his samurai sword. He aimed it at the mountainside where Wei Shanhe was and shouted,"Kill, kill, kill!"
The Japanese hiding in the corner poked their heads out and aimed at the spot where the dust had just risen.
Wei Shanhe knew better than anyone what it meant for a sniper to be exposed. The moment the attack was completed, he did not even look at the result and left the sniper position immediately.
The Japanese's marksmanship was not bad, and the accuracy of the Type 38 rifle was not bad. Facing dozens of muzzles, it was not an anti-Japanese drama. Wei Shanhe did not think that he was the protagonist. The bullets would automatically dodge, so he could only avoid the sharp edge.
After leaving the sniper position, the first thing he did was run up the mountain under the cover of the wormwood and trees, trying his best to hide himself.
The dense grass and trees could not completely block the Japanese's vision. They could vaguely see the figures running hundreds of meters away. The surviving Japanese started to chase under the command of the team leader.
At a distance of more than 500 meters, no matter how good the Japanese's marksmanship was, it was useless. Wei Shanhe relied on his strong physique to dodge and move forward in the forest. His speed was faster than the Japanese who were chasing him in a straight line.
By the time the Japanese chased him out of the village, Wei Shanhe had already climbed over the mountain that was only a little over 100 meters tall.
On the steep mountain top, Wei Shanhe took out his sniper rifle again. Even if he exposed himself, he had no intention of letting the Japanese in the village go.
His tactic was very simple, which was to kite.
With his sniper rifle and sniping skills, as well as his strong physique, he wanted to wipe out the entire Japanese team.
The mountaintop was 600 meters away from the Japanese. Without a scope, Wei Shanhe was not worried about the Japanese's marksmanship at all.
Even so, Wei Shanhe was still very careful. He lay on the ground and hid behind a big tree on the mountain. This time, his target was the Japanese captain.
The Japanese team leader who was leading the pursuit did not expect that the other party could threaten him at such a long distance.
During this period, the Japanese's impression of the Chinese soldiers was that they were rarely good at shooting.
The soldiers 'marksmanship was fed with bullets. Because Japan was poor in resources, they had always strictly required the soldiers' marksmanship to be up to standard. In addition, they could consume more bullets on the training ground to improve the soldiers 'marksmanship.
After entering China, not only was there a difference in military equipment, but the Japanese soldiers were also more accurate than the Chinese army. Even the elite Japanese soldiers were much better than the Chinese army.
600 meters was not the distance for infantry to fight.
Therefore, in order to pursue the enemy faster, the Japanese infantry squad rushed forward and did not make any tactical evasive movements, including the commander.
When Wei Shanhe aimed his gun at the squad leader, the latter was still speeding up the pursuit.
He aimed and pulled the trigger. The bullet pierced through the head of the Japanese lieutenant who was waving his katana 600 meters away. Then, there was nothing else. The powerful sniper rifle bullet directly broke half of his head. A Japanese military courier standing behind him was sprayed with blood.
The sudden headshot caused the dozens of Japanese who were chasing to slow down. In the next second, under the command of the two surviving squad leaders, they continued to surround Wei Shanhe's mountaintop.
"Congratulations, Master, for killing the enemy and obtaining a big white gift bag. The system has already saved the gift bag for you. You can open the gift bag at any time.”
On the top of the mountain, the system's voice sounded after the lieutenant killed the Japanese.
A first lieutenant in exchange for a white gift bag was better than nothing for Wei Shanhe.
With the aim of a machine gun, almost every ten meters forward, a Japanese soldier would be killed by a bullet.
When they all reached the foot of the mountain, the original 70-man infantry squad was only left with 30 people.
This caused the Japanese who were chasing after him to feel a chill down their spines.
As a part of the Japanese army in North China, they fought from the northeast to North China. Along the way, the number of casualties in the entire team was not as many as today.
What shocked them the most was that from the beginning to the end, there was only one enemy.
One enemy had killed more than half of the team.
One had to know that during this period, a small Japanese team would dare to attack a Chinese infantry company head-on.
At this moment, such casualties could not help but make people's hearts tremble.
Should he continue to pursue?
This question kept appearing in the minds of every surviving Japanese soldier. The two remaining team leaders were also extremely conflicted.
However, Wei Shanhe, who was on the top of the mountain, did not have such complicated thoughts. The sniper rifle in his hand did not stop at all.
The Japanese who had rushed into the forest were mercilessly shot to death.
Trees and shrubs were unable to provide any protection.
When the remaining 20 or so Japanese soldiers finally reached the mountainside, they did not even need the orders of the two squad leaders. The surviving Japanese soldiers began to take turns to cover and shoot as they advanced.
Wei Shanhe chose to continue retreating when he was two to three hundred meters away.
However, just as he was about to leave the mountain peak, a group of people appeared on the basic map scan, and they were right behind him.
When he saw the army in gray uniforms with rifles made in Hanyang, he heaved a sigh of relief.
The obvious Eighth Route Army attire made Wei Shanhe, who was planning to leave the mountain, stop.
In the memories he had obtained after coming to this world, Wei Shanhe was very clear about his identity in this world. He was a student who had returned from overseas and was preparing to join the Eighth Route Army in northwestern Shanxi. Yesterday, he had accidentally entered a hunting trap and had not eaten for a few days. He had fainted from hunger.
His identification was in the luggage he carried with him.
This timeline was the time when the Japanese captured Taiyuan and launched a full-scale encirclement of the Northwest Jin Army.
It was as if he had found the organization in an instant, causing the anxiety in Wei Shanhe's heart to instantly disappear.
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