The Japanese soldiers in the mortar squad were extremely afraid.
However…
With the order, there was nothing he could do. He had to carry out the order.
A soldier braced himself and stood up. He raised his thumb and measured the distance…
As expected, just as he started to move, his head was directly shot in the next moment.
He turned into a headless corpse and fell heavily.
The remaining Japanese artillery soldiers were all pale.
He already felt like he was waiting for death.
This time, Yamazaki saw it very clearly. There was no mistake about it. It was a sniper from the eighth lane 2 km away who fired.
Under careful observation, he used the binoculars and could clearly see the other party's finger pulling the trigger.
"We're finished!"
Yamazaki felt his vision go black and he almost fainted.
The last bit of hope was shattered.
Beside Lin Dong, Blind Cheng, Kong Jie, and the others were still in shock.
At first, he noticed that Lin Dong was able to accurately hit the target from such a long distance.
Then, there was the terrifying lethality of a shot that could directly blow up a head.
And now, he noticed another detail, Lin Dong's firing speed at such a long distance.
It probably didn't even take a second, right?
Such a long distance, such a short period of time to aim, and to hit the target accurately, all of these were linked together!
His mind went blank again.
It was impossible to imagine just how good Lin Dong's spear skills were.
What kind of immortal spear technique was this? Could it be that an immortal had descended to the mortal world?
Such thoughts lingered in their minds and could not be dismissed!
He looked at Lin Dong with a complicated expression.
However, Lin Dong didn't care about these leaders or vice leaders at all.
He muttered to himself," Are all the Japanese's brains fried? They clearly know that standing out is courting death, yet they still stand out?"”
Lin Dong couldn't understand what the Japanese were thinking.
Was he born with such intelligence?
He would never have thought that it was Yamazaki who refused to believe that there was such a perverted sniper in the Eighth Route.
That was why it had resulted in such an outcome.
After waiting for a while, Lin Dong realized that this time, it seemed like the Japanese had learned their lesson, and no one stepped forward.
He then put down the sniper rifle in his hand and lit up a cigarette. He looked at the Fairy brand cigarettes and saw that there were not many left.
He was thinking about how to deal with the Yamazaki United team.
He quickly went to He Ling City to replenish some pork and vegetables, as well as a few packs of cigarettes.
Before he transmigrated, he was a heavy drinker.
She was not used to not having any cigarettes.
And the food of the independent regiment was really something that could fade away.
This was not life, but torture.
The Japanese wanted to fight, but they had to live. They did not have high expectations, but they had to have food and smoke, right?
This request did not seem too much.
As a man with a golden finger, he could make sense of the situation anywhere.
On the Japanese side.
Yamazaki was completely silent and did not give any further orders. The defeated look on his face was completely different from the arrogant and smug look he had before.
Due to Yamazaki's emotions, the atmosphere became unusually quiet and even oppressive.
The Japanese around them did not dare to say a word. Their expressions were very ugly. They were completely different from their previous smugness.
Now, no one was thinking that the eighth route was a weak chicken that delivered food.
Fortunately, only a few of the Japanese with Lin Dong as the center understood their current situation.
The Japanese soldiers in front were not too sure what was going on behind them.
After all, apart from the initial chaos, they had no idea what happened after that.
After all, Lin Dong's accurate shooting didn't make any sound when he fired.
Even if someone was shot to death behind them, they had no idea. Their attention was on No. 8, who was digging the tunnel.
Otherwise…
Now, the entire Yamazaki United team had probably collapsed, and their morale had plummeted!
Morale was extremely important in a war.
Time passed…
Three minutes passed, five minutes passed, ten minutes passed…
Yamazaki remained silent, as if he had already started to treat this battle negatively. He was even waiting for defeat to end everything once and for all.
It wasn't until 15 minutes later that Yamazaki suddenly raised his head. His gaze was fierce as he ordered in a low and hoarse voice,"
" Bomb, blind bomb. All mortars, adjust the approximate attack range. The target is two kilometers away from the mountain where the eighth route commander is located. Don't hesitate to fire. After a round of bombing, adjust the distance according to the deviation of the landing. Continue to bomb until the target is hit and the small mountain is flattened!”
Yamazaki was thinking that he had to kill all the snipers on the eighth path.
Only by eliminating this biggest threat would they have a chance of winning.
If the enemy sniper was killed, there would still be some shells left. They could rest easy and let the gunners measure the distance and interfere with the enemy's digging.
Or rather, life and death depended on this sniper.
"Hey!"
The messenger of the Japanese soldiers replied and quickly passed down the order.
When the mortar squad heard this order, they did not stand out to die. Instead, they fired blindly. Each and every one of them acted as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
Finally, his head didn't have to explode! Even if he died in the future, at least he could leave his corpse intact.
If possible, they hoped to be transported back to their hometown after they died.
The mortar team was quickly preparing. They roughly estimated the distance and angle of the explosion and adjusted the mortars.
Yamazaki continued to give orders," Tell all the soldiers to pay attention to the position of the artillery shells from the first to the fifth emplacement. How far away are they from the hill two kilometers away?"
"Hey!"
The messenger immediately sent out the order.
The reason why Yamazaki gave such an order was because he decided not to reveal himself anymore.
Although he was wearing a soldier's uniform and disguised himself, he was using binoculars to observe. If the other party discovered this and locked onto him, he would be dead.
The other party's marksmanship was so accurate that he only needed one shot to lose his head.
The most important thing was that the entire regiment would be in chaos. This was what Yamazaki was most worried about.
As for death, almost every Japanese commander was fanatical. They were all prepared to commit suicide.
When the Japanese soldiers received the order, they were all dumbfounded.
What was going on?
Why did they have to pay attention to this? Didn't the mortar team's cannoneers measure the attack distance?
Of course.
Although they were confused, everyone obeyed the order.
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