Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 308

Shao Zuo Chaoyang Kongo, who led the remnants of his 4th Infantry Battalion into Cangcheng, was very angry.

As the captain of the 4th Infantry Battalion who was disabled in the First World War, Major Chaoyang Imago was ready to apologize to His Majesty the Emperor at noon.

Unexpectedly, Major General Kunizaki, who has always been strict with his subordinates, not only did not criticize him more, but even allowed him to lead his troops to garrison Cangcheng as the winner after the remnants of the Chinese army retreated.

Although the dilapidated Cangcheng does not have much strategic significance for conquering the main city of Songjiang, it has solved the huge hidden dangers during the siege, and can even repair the fortifications that still have a certain amount of city defense, and become an important supply base behind the frontline positions. .

More importantly, there is the only result that the Kunizaki detachment finally obtained after half a day of hard work. To be the garrison commander there, the subtext expressed by the detachment headquarters is self-evident. It will also be trusted by the alliance and detachment.

Even a defeated general can be entrusted with such an important task, how can he not repay his kindness with all his heart?

Eager to show himself, Chaoyang Jinwu Shaozuo himself has not even entered Cangcheng, and he has already issued a military order impatiently to find the corpses of the Chinese, and then hang them on the wall of Cangcheng to show that he will fight with the Chinese. The determination to fight to the death.

He knew that the Chinese have the tradition that the dead are the greatest. This kind of work will make all the Chinese in the city and his infantry brigade an endless enemy. The remaining two infantry squadron leaders are out of this Anxiety also persuaded him in the same way.

But how could the Japanese major care about what the Chinese think?Chaoyang Jinwu, who was eager to show his superiors that he was still useful, cared about what the detachment leader thought.He believes that His Excellency the detachment leader must also want to do the same, but it's just that it's inconvenient to say it out of his status.

At this moment, the corpses of the Chinese people have not been found yet. As soon as he enters the city, he sees these threatening characters. Can you not be angry?

What's more, those large reddish-brown characters wafted a bloody smell from a long distance away. What kind of paint was used to write the big characters?

"Baga! The cowardly Chinese don't even want the remains of his robes, how dare they be so arrogant?" The Japanese major who rushed to the top of the wall looked at the Japanese infantry below the city. "You guys, hurry up and dig out the Chinese. Remember, when you hang them, prepare a clean white cloth for them. That's a little respect from the Imperial Japanese Army to the warriors."

After giving the order, the Japanese Major Zor couldn't understand his hatred, raised his command saber, and slashed at the big dark red characters fiercely.

As for why this middle-aged man who has been in the army for ten years is considered a bit of a city, why is he so impatient today, and he made a childish act of chopping bricks, stones and mud walls with his precious command saber, that is probably the same as being killed by Tang Dao today. The fight was so miserable that the whole person is still a little muddled and can't get rid of the relationship.

Childishness really only belongs to children.

Middle-aged people doing that can only be ridiculous.

Therefore, the Japanese Shao Zuo became a tragedy again.

The origin of the tragedy is not on the wall.

Naturally, it is impossible to plant any bombs inside the city walls, and the Japanese are not idiots. After being bombed by booby-mines in the bomb shelter several times, they are extra careful about everything in Cangcheng. Around the walls with these big characters, An infantry unit carefully inspected it carefully, and made sure that there would be no explosives such as landmines and grenades or any linkage mechanisms, so the Japanese army major walked up so swaggeringly.

As for standing on the top of the wall, the target is obvious, whether it will be plotted by the Chinese ruthless gunmen, an infantry squadron chasing the Chinese retreating remnant army has been chasing the Chinese to [-] meters before the city wall before returning.

If under such circumstances, there are still Chinese remnants staying in the area that has been fully controlled by the Japanese army, and then they can still shoot cold shots here, then they can only complain about their fate.

There was nothing wrong with the Japanese Major’s calculations. In order to avoid unnecessary losses, Tang Dao had no intention of leaving the soldiers in the block to fight guerrilla warfare. Everyone, including him, withdrew from the block.

But Chaoyang Jinwu's life is really bad.

The commander of Cangcheng is Tang Dao, and Tang Dao personally chose the position where the big characters were written, so that he can see it himself, even if it is far away.

Tang Dao stopped at a position 100 meters away from the city wall, and ordered a few soldiers from the guard company to be alert, while he took Zhao Daqiang and Peng Chong up to a three-story attic.

Although the two were puzzled as to why Tang Dao didn't speed up and enter the safer Songjiang City, they were wise enough not to ask any questions.

Tang Dao naturally has his reasons for doing this.

Holding a binoculars, Tang Dao chased the retreating Japanese infantry and looked in the direction of Cangcheng, without moving.

He watched the Japanese army line up to enter the position he had led his troops to defend, and watched the Japanese army cautiously march into the interior of Cangcheng. Until half an hour later, he saw a figure standing in front of the "Trassing Ourselves" he ordered Peng Chong to write. The remains of the army, die!" next to the big characters.

Tang Dao picked up his rifle and aimed it into the distance.

Zhao Daqiang and Peng Chong, who were also looking in the direction of Cangcheng through the binoculars, glanced at each other quietly, each looking at each other in blank dismay.

Lieutenant Colonel Tang, wake up!

The distance between here and there can be more than 600 meters, or even close to 700 meters. Even if your marksmanship is accurate, the effective range of this gun will not support it!

The Mosingan rifle, an excellent firearm produced by the fighting nation, is also known in China because it uses smokeless gunpowder with less gunpowder and clear gunshots. There were many fans in the Chinese army in the 1891s. In the Battle of the Northland Icefield more than ten years later, the Chinese army accepted as many as 30 such rifles.

Regardless of its range or bullet power, the Mosingana rifle can also be called the best firearm of this era.

But this does not mean that Tang Dao can kill a target nearly 700 meters away with this rifle with excellent performance only by relying on a scope and re-erecting the adjusted scale.

Of course, if Tang Dao just wanted to gamble his luck, the two would have nothing to say. Although the 67th Army is not rich, it still has the ability to waste a few bullets.

Tang Dao aimed for more than 30 seconds, which was a rare situation for him.

"The gun is wet, and the kinetic energy of the bullets and gunpowder burning is insufficient. Coupled with the change in wind speed at this time, the hit rate is indeed not high!" Tang Dao sighed slightly, and put down the gun in his hand.

"Yeah! It's still too far here! Let the devils run rampant. If it doesn't work, please send a cannonball to Cangcheng, so that the turtle will be heartbroken!" Zhao Daqiang hurriedly continued.

How can you say that Lieutenant Colonel Tang, who is not good enough, can step down a step?Zhao Daqiang has been a security guard for a long time, and his emotional intelligence has improved somewhat.

"What are you thinking! The shells of the artillerymen are blown by the wind? It's not for us to retreat. Commanders Wu and Guo are reluctant to waste any more shells." Tang Dao glanced at Zhao Daqiang , cracked his mouth.

"That's right, good steel should be used on the blade!" Zhao Daqiang patted his head in embarrassment.

In front of this person, his brain, which has always been easy to use, somehow became a little stupid.

Especially when Tang Dao asked Captain Peng Chong to bring him a Czech light machine gun.

This one, what do you want to do again!Looking at Tang Dao while looking at the telescope while adjusting the light machine gun sight and scale, Zhao Daqiang couldn't help being a little dazed.

Until Tang Dao put down the binoculars, put the light machine gun on his shoulder, and held his breath.
The guard company commander and the guard squad leader were stunned as a whole.

Even if the machine gun is used as a rifle, can it still hit a target 700 meters away?You must know that the role of light machine guns for infantry has never been precise shooting, it relies on firepower output.

Lieutenant Colonel Tang, is this a joke?
But obviously, Tang Dao's extremely serious expression reminded these two that it was not.

The two each picked up their binoculars.

In the field of vision of the telescope, Shao Zuo Chaoyang Kongo was chopping vigorously.

It seems that only by smashing the wall with writing on it can the hatred in my heart be relieved.

Then, after the sound of clear gunshots, in the field of vision of the two Chinese soldiers, the obviously emotional figure froze at first, the command knife in his hand dropped, his head lowered first, then he raised it up and looked around blankly
If their quadruple telescopes were replaced by eight powers, the two might still be able to see the facial expressions of the figures clearly.

Unbelievable!
Same as the two.

Chaoyang Jinwu did not expect that he would be shot, let alone that the shot would be so precise, passing through the back and out from the chest.

The heart has been broken!
Falling slumped, the surrounding Japanese soldiers in charge of vigilance swarmed up.

Everything is like a silent movie.

The sound of gunfire from 700 meters away did not reach the ears of the slumped Japanese major until 1 second later.

I just don't know if he, who has fallen into a coma, can still hear it.

(End of this chapter)