Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 1511 It’s Not an Illusion

"Yo! The cute little rabbit is finally here again. No. 53!" Sergeant Xiao Xi Zaojian, who was looking into the distance with a telescope, murmured in a low voice.

In the field of vision of the Japanese Army sergeant, a figure wearing a helmet flashed through the gap in the parapet.

As an observer, he has the responsibility and obligation to help Lieutenant Ogasa find the target. After his reminder, if nothing unexpected happens, Lieutenant Ogasa's Type 4 sniper rifle will roar in 99 seconds.

With Lieutenant Ogasa's marksmanship and the support of a 4x scope, no one can escape being shot by the Type 600 sniper rifle with an effective range of 99 meters.

"Chinese, here comes another expert!" Second Lieutenant Ogasawara Kō quickly aimed the sight at the position provided by the observer and couldn't help but become excited.

Although the figure was only a fleeting glimpse in his sight, wearing the familiar Chinese military uniform and a standard helmet, Lieutenant Ogasa still found the loophole.

After several days of hunting, the Chinese had long known that there were empire's sharpshooters hiding in the reeds on the opposite bank. When they passed by this section of the city wall, they would bend over and lower their heads. How could it be so completely straight like this figure that flashed by?

There is only one explanation for this, it was a dummy. How could someone who could use a dummy to confuse his opponent and lure him out to determine his position be a mediocre player?

How could ordinary Chinese soldiers be worth repeated attacks from a super shooter who could rank among the top three in the escort squadron? Only killing such shooting masters was interesting.

When he thought of this, Lieutenant Ogasawara Kō became inexplicably excited. The feeling of shooting a bullet into the enemy's head and blowing it up gave him a greater sense of satisfaction than tearing off Chinese women's clothes and watching them twist and cry in despair.

It was 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was setting, and the sunlight was shining obliquely on the river surface in front of the reed marsh, making the waves sparkle beautifully. If it weren't for the shadow of war, putting a chair here and fishing, it would feel so leisurely.

But obviously, no one on the Chinese and Japanese sides, who have already entered into a game state, wants to fish at this moment. What both sides want most at this moment is to shoot bullets into the opponent's head.

Lieutenant Ogasa was still a little disappointed after all, as a shiny thing appeared in his field of view through the sight.

That's a small mirror!

Fortunately, it was not morning, otherwise the bright mirror would really dazzle his eyes.

The function of the mirror is naturally to observe the situation in the reed marsh on the opposite side without using a probe.

However, that is simply ridiculous for an ultra-long distance of more than 480. Even someone as strong as Lieutenant Ogasa would find it difficult to see the target at such a long distance clearly without the 4x scope, let alone kill it with one shot.

"After so many years of training in war, the Chinese are only at this level? It's really disappointing." Ogasawara Kyo's eyes were full of disappointment. "In that case, let me show you the marksmanship of the empire's strongest sniper!"

His intuition reminded him that the so-called masters were only at this level, so the somewhat bored Japanese Army second lieutenant aimed at the shining object and fired without hesitation.

In his opinion, it is far less satisfying to shoot a mediocre shooter than to stun the opponent by blowing up an apple-sized mirror from 480 meters away.

Indeed, the Japanese Army second lieutenant's shot scared many Chinese soldiers.

"Damn Japs, their shooting is so accurate!" The Chinese Army Lieutenant General couldn't help but twitch his eyes when he saw with his own eyes that the palm-sized mirror raised by Pang Zilong, who was squatting behind the wall, was hit by a bullet from a Japanese soldier in the reed marsh opposite.

No wonder even four sharp shooters from his infantry regiment were shot dead by the enemy. If they were really that skilled, at least in their 4rd Division, they couldn't find an infantryman with such shooting skills.

On the other hand, the three soldiers of the Fourth Regiment who were hiding under the wall did not show any change in expression. Niu Er on the other side gestured, "Gunshot, 10 o'clock direction, distance, no more than 500!"

This is also a special ability of Niu Er. Not only can he identify the direction by listening to the sound, he can even judge the approximate distance from the short time difference between the target being hit and him hearing the gunshot.

If the 3rd Division's artillery platoon believed the data reported by Niu Er at this time, and used three anti-tank guns and four 3 mortars to concentrate fire, there was a great probability that the two elite Japanese duos could be left in the reed marsh.

But Tang Tuanzuo, who hadn't stretched his muscles for a long time, would never miss such an opportunity. Although his opponent was a little Karami, he was able to hit the mirror in Pang Zilong's hand with one shot at a distance of nearly 500 meters, and he was so confident. Tang Dao wanted to use his sniper rifle to tell the Japanese that no matter whether it is Type 97 or Type 99, your guns are short and soft and useless.

If you want people to ascend to heaven happily, you have to be dark, big and thick!

Really, ever since the time he shot Tanabe Moritake in the head from 700 meters away, Tang Tuanzuo has completely fallen in love with the original version of the anti-material sniper rifle that was modified from an anti-tank gun.

  It is a bit heavy, but it is very powerful. Even with two layers of sandbags as protection, it can be penetrated with one shot!

Tang Dao made a gesture!

Under the watchful eyes of the Chinese soldiers in the rear, Niu Er and Pang Zilong, who was carrying the dummy, bent over and spread out to both sides.

What are they going to do? The Army Lieutenant General frowned slightly.

Then, Pang Zilong was seen pushing the dummy directly against the gap in the wall, and he rushed to another gap in the wall at high speed, and put his gun on the wall.

"So straightforward and direct?" The Chinese soldiers in the rear were all stunned, and their hearts were horrified.

Not to mention that the Japanese are hiding in the reeds on the river bank hundreds of meters away, you have no way of finding them. Even the process of setting up the gun and aiming would take at least 2 seconds!

With these few seconds of gap, the Japanese sharpshooter who has been aiming at this side can kill you several times.

"Yo! You are very brave, but I know you are just a poor bait." The Japanese Army second lieutenant's sight flashed across the young face covered by a helmet as he just mounted his gun on the parapet, and he quickly moved the sight elsewhere.

If his guess was correct, the Chinese's real killer weapon should be about 20 meters away from the two baits, the dummy and the real person.

Sure enough, 25 meters away from the dummy, a rifle with a scope poked out stealthily.

"Yo! Dear little rabbit, you finally decided to come out. Come on, raise your head 5 centimeters, otherwise how can you find me through the sight?" The Japanese Army second lieutenant licked his dry lips impatiently.

If he had gone five centimeters higher, his bullet would have pierced the helmet and lifted up the opponent's crown just right. If the Chinese who came to collect the body had arrived quickly, they might have been able to see the brain still beating.

This is the conclusion reached by the escort squadron after capturing Chinese civilians for shooting training, provided that the shooting is accurate enough!

Human life is sometimes very fragile, and sometimes very tenacious. Ogasawara Kyo once accurately hit the neck of a Chinese man tied to a wooden stake from 430 meters away, but the Chinese man did not die on the spot.

It turned out that his bullet was so accurate that it went straight through the throat but grazed the cervical vertebrae. This caused the Chinese man to only lose blood, but he did not immediately fall into a state of dying due to lack of oxygen and damage to vital organs.

But for a super sniper, he would never have the habit of firing another shot just because the training target was not killed. This would not only waste the empire's supplies but also lower the sniper's level. So the Chinese man who should have been lucky ended up wailing in pain for most of the night before dying from continued blood loss.

Unfortunately, the steel helmet that had remained in the field of view of the Japanese Army second lieutenant's sight seemed to be welded shut and did not move.

Perhaps, this is the proof of mediocrity!

  A super sniper must have the determination to kill the enemy and the courage to not fear death. Ogasawara Sho sighed slightly and was about to move the scope to the Chinese man who he had identified as bait 3 seconds ago. If the timid Chinese mediocre person does not move, then he will take the initiative first and swallow the bait first, and then see whether you will be incompetent and furious or fight to the death!

As for whether his opponent's desperate fight could cause him harm if he exposed his position again, the Japanese Army second lieutenant was confident enough to save his life.

In front of him, there is a 15 mm thick bulletproof plate, which is the standard equipment of the super sniper of the guard squadron. Although the bulletproof plate made of fine steel with a length of 50 cm and a width of 50 cm weighs 15 kg, it can effectively block the shooting of all rifles and light and heavy machine guns.

This is also the main reason why he must be accompanied by a strong assistant when traveling!

The bulletproof steel plate was right in front of him, camouflaged by dirt and a lot of reeds, protecting most of his body and head. Anyone who wanted to hurt him would either have to use a 20mm or higher artillery piece to shoot through the plate, or the bullet would have to accurately hit an area the size of a palm and pass through the top of the rifle into his head.

  Both of these things are obviously impossible to happen, because in front of him, there are reeds that have been specially treated so that they do not completely block his vision but are dense enough. No one can find the carefully camouflaged target through these reeds from hundreds of meters away, not even God!

Of course, Ogasawara Kō naturally also considered the issue of whether the Chinese would launch artillery fire. Not far from him, there was a temporary shelter that could hide two people. Unless the mountain artillery group fired, the probability of survival for the two of them was higher than eighty percent.

As for whether someone would lurk in this reed thicket, that was not the focus of the Japanese Army second lieutenant's consideration. The elite Chinese had already lurked on the east bank and launched a surprise attack on the artillery unit of the 6th Infantry Regiment. Even if the 6th Infantry Regiment was a group of pigs, they would guard the other side of the river tightly and would not allow such a thing to happen again.

It can be said that the Japanese Army Second Lieutenant has achieved the best he can in terms of marksmanship, self-protection, and combat awareness. Even in the future, he will be a qualified special forces soldier.

However, in front of the strongest soldier from the future, he was still too weak.

In the Japanese Army second lieutenant's sight, there was only the dummy and the gun not far away. The Chinese soldier who was regarded as bait had already slipped away.

At that moment, the Japanese Army lieutenant decided to take back his earlier praise of the decoy's 'bravery'.

"Baga! There's another one!" Sergeant Konishi Hayami, who had been on high alert, let out a quick exclamation.

"What?" Ogasawara Jiang was not surprised but happy, and quickly moved the muzzle of the gun.

In order to deal with him, the Chinese actually sent out three people and used a trick within a trick. This finally made him less disappointed in the Chinese.

1.5 seconds later, the target the Japanese Army second lieutenant needed finally appeared in his sight.

The 4x scope provided by Zeiss had a clear enough field of view that a Japanese Army second lieutenant could see his opponent clearly even at a distance of 480 meters.

A Chinese man with his face covered in black ash and his features unclear. He was not even wearing a military uniform or a helmet. He was just wearing a white shirt and had short hair. He was holding a big black gun that he had never seen before.

Even the Japanese Army lieutenant could see the sneer on the Chinese people's faces. Although he was not sure whether it was what he saw or what he felt, he did not want to know why the Chinese people had such expressions. None of this affected his roar of "Go to hell!"

And the trigger he was about to pull!

  However, the Chinese fired before him, only leading by less than 0.5 seconds!

That is an extremely short time, but it is enough for a bullet to travel 500 meters.

There was a loud noise of "Boom!"

The Japanese Army second lieutenant pulled the trigger almost subconsciously, but his consciousness sank completely into darkness.

This Japanese super shooter, who was actually modestly ranked in the top three of the Japanese 3rd Division, had no idea what was going on, but his observer Sergeant Konishi Hayami saw it clearly.

In the setting sun, the Chinese's gun spewed out flames visible to the naked eye, and then, Lieutenant Ogasawara Kō spurted out a fountain of blood behind the bullet shelter.

Because his head, along with the steel helmet with the reeds stuck in it, was broken into pieces.

It seemed that what the Chinese were holding was not a gun, but a cannon. A hole as thick as a finger appeared on the 15 mm thick steel plate. After penetrating the steel plate, the huge bullet rolled wildly and smashed the head of the army lieutenant behind him.

The extreme fear made Sergeant Xiao Xizao, who had seen countless cruel battlefields, his blood freeze at that moment. He stood still on the spot, and he was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

It was not until ten seconds later that the frightened Japanese Army sergeant rolled and crawled desperately towards the bunker 5 meters behind him, fearing that if he was a little slow, the deadly bullets from the incredible big gun would catch up with him and cut him in two.

Based on the big hole on the bulletproof board, the Japanese Army sergeant with rich battlefield experience easily judged that it must be a firearm with a caliber of 14.5 mm or above, and there was not much difference between a bullet and an artillery shell as thick as a thumb.

But obviously, the awesome Chinese sniper had no interest in this little Karami. After firing the shot, he hid back under the wall and gestured to Niu Er and Pang Zilong: "Done, call it a day!"

"Director Tang, how did you find the location of that Japanese? The bastard hid so deeply. If it weren't for your shot, I would never have been able to find his hiding place." The army lieutenant general who welcomed back Tang Dao had a face full of surprise like a curious baby.

The Army Lieutenant General would certainly not be stupid enough to ask whether Tang Dao had killed the Japanese, because Tang Dao's loud shot had caused a cloud of blood-colored dust to rise in the reeds opposite, and the Army Lieutenant General, who had been staring at the artillery observation mirror, was not blind.

However, he had been staring at that area for at least several minutes and didn't see a single person. How was it possible for the Tang Dao to aim and hit the target accurately in less than a second after the opponent fired a shot in a ostentatious manner?

This is really unscientific.

"The Japanese is hiding very well, but he has obviously become accustomed to the beauty of the sunset and forgotten that he is in the east and we are in the west!" Tang Dao pointed at the setting sun.

"Is there a reflection in his sight?" Zhou Qingxiang was a steady man, but his brain was quick and he reacted instantly.

Yes, the Japanese Army second lieutenant whose head had been blown off had considered everything except for forgetting one thing: to put a layer of camouflage on his own sight. As a result, in the afterglow of the setting sun, the reflection of his sight was as dazzling in the dim reeds as a candle in the dark night.

What's even more terrible is that in order to create a deterrent effect, he showed off his approximate position by firing a gun.

For a Tang Dao that can set up the gun and aim in 1.5 seconds, it is extremely easy to find him and kill him.

Because the bullet is so powerful, the Tang sword does not even need to adjust the shooting accuracy to the point where the bullet enters its sight. This is why the unfortunate Ogasawara Kō did not pull the trigger until he was about to die following the command given by his body consciousness.

The bulletproof plate was shot through, and the sniper rifle placed on the groove of the bulletproof plate was of course vibrated. There was actually not much difference between firing the shot and not firing it.

"What should we do next? There are more than one Japanese, and Director Tang, you can't stay here forever!" The Army Lieutenant General couldn't help feeling distressed after being happy.

"The Japanese mainly shoot from these gaps, so let's block all these walls with bricks!" Tang Dao pointed directly at the core of defense.

"Besides, it's rude not to reciprocate. I just want to settle the score with them for the bombing of my field hospital last time!" Tang Dao's eyes flashed coldly.

In the eyes of the Chinese soldiers present, the Tang sword at this time was like a polar bear that had just awakened from hibernation, exuding a desire for prey and killing.

A strong smell of blood spread.

Even after the war, the officers and soldiers of the 3rd Division who were present and managed to survive still did not think that it was an illusion.

(End of this chapter)