Delivery man on the battlefield: Start with the sword

Chapter 157 Wang Zhifei takes the lead

The artillerymen are now trying hard to remember the local methods that Wang Zhifei summarized based on the actual situation every day~

Although it is not very accurate, it is the most suitable method.

I don't know the calculation formula for the jumping eye method, and the rest is like a mystery.

This is the only way to do it.

Based on the eyesight of most people, a folk method was summarized as follows: at 100 meters, facial features, hand joints, and infantry weapon parts cannot be distinguished.

At 150 meters, buttons on clothes, water bottles, and small parts of equipment began to blur and become indistinguishable.

200 meters away, the tiles, leaves and wires on the roof were blurry.

At 250 to 300 meters, cracks in the walls and grooves in the tiles can be seen, and people's facial features cannot be distinguished.

At 400 meters, faces are blurred and indistinguishable, but heads and shoulders are distinguishable.

At 500 meters, you can see the door switches, the grids on the windows, and you can't make out people's heads and shoulders.

700 meters...

1000 meters...

All the way up to 3000 meters, they were all compiled into rhymes so that the artillerymen could memorize them by heart.

After Wang Zhifei finished compiling everything, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the cannon fodder compound where the defeated soldiers were sheltered. Just as he was about to take a rest, he unexpectedly heard a burst of artillery fire.

Originally, the sound of artillery fire had become much less frequent during this period of time, and apart from shelling each other's anti-artillery fortifications, it was of no use at all.

But today is different. Instead of stopping, it has a tendency to intensify.

Wang Zhifei quickly asked Haidongqing to find out the news. Soon, the reason for the fierce bombardment appeared in Wang Zhifei's eyes.

This group of little Gagas actually crossed the river. It seemed that there was only half a battalion. If Wang Zhifei guessed correctly, this group of people was a test of the little Gagas.

Looking at Yu Xiaoqing's side, two regiments guarding the mudflats actually abandoned their belongings and retreated.

"Meng Fanle! Meng Fanle! How many people are still here in the refugee camp?" Wang Zhifei quickly stood up and shouted.

"Commander, in addition to your guard company, there is about a battalion of logistics personnel, all of whom are led by snake buttocks."

"Everyone, take up your weapons and prepare for battle. Yu Xiaoqing is in trouble! Dong Dao, launch three red flares into the air. Everyone, be ready to fight at any time."

After giving the order, Wang Zhifei led his men to the mudflats opposite Tulongling.

"Run! Yu Xiaoqing is dead! Yu Xiaoqing was beaten to death by Xiao Gaga!"

Such sounds filled the air all around. This group of people ran really fast. In the blink of an eye, they were almost reaching Zenda.

At this time, Xiao Gaga was also dumbfounded: I didn't expect that the landing would be so smooth. If I had known this would happen, why would I have tried it? Wouldn't it be better to just send in the entire army?

After Wang Zhifei left Zenda, he ran into a group of Master Yu's men: "Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Make way, or I'll kill you!"

"Shh!"

Suddenly, someone came upstream with a gun. The fleeing soldiers suddenly made way for him, and Wang Zhifei led his men to rush forward.

There are less than 200 people, and they have the advantage of position. Although Wang Zhifei has few people, it is definitely enough to fight such a small group of people. There is no need to help Yu Xiaoqing gather the defeated soldiers. Besides, the two of them don't have that kind of friendship.

"Quick! Quick! Set up the machine gun. Meng is annoying. I know you are a good shooter, but don't show off now. Use the submachine gun.

Half of them use submachine guns to suppress them, and the other half throw grenades to me. Don't let them raise their heads, or I will suffocate them to death in the trenches."

"Da da da……"

The gun went off, and Little Gaga was climbing the first trench, trying to get out? No way!

At this time, don't worry about whether it's accurate or not. If you shoot, he will hide, and then you can find time to aim. Whoever takes the first shot will lose a life.

No matter who you are, if you see bullets whizzing around you, you will dodge. This is instinct. Don't even think about training. No one trains for this. If you tilt your head a little, your eyes will be open from front to back.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Wang Zhifei's grenades are all genuine fragmentation grenades, produced by the system. If it says five seconds, it is five seconds. He can easily create an instant explosion.

"Boom boom boom..."

Little Gaga was blown out of the trench by Wang Zhifei and fled in panic. However, unexpectedly, Little Gaga's size helped him a lot. If they lowered their heads and ran in the trench, Wang Zhifei would really have no way to deal with the group of rats.

"Dong Dao, come with me to the trench. Meng Fanle goes to the left, Dong Jian goes to the right. Dong Dao and I will chase away the rats. You guys watch outside and hit them as soon as they show their heads!
Dong Dao, this stun grenade is for you. Hold it for three seconds and then throw it out. It can't kill the enemy, but it can make the enemy lose their ability to move. Remember to finish them off."

"Come on!"

Wang Zhifei's attack just now had already killed them in pieces, and they were completely helpless against this charge.

Wang Zhifei had an AA-12, a trench broom, in his hand. Cleaning the trenches was not too easy for him. In addition, he was good at avoiding danger, so no little rat could trick him.

"Whoosh!"

"Boom bang bang..."

Wang Zhifei slid along the ground and came to the M-angle turn of the trench. After three shots, the ambushing Xiao Gaga became a beehive.

"Whizzing"

Two small grenades flew over. Wang Zhifei threw two throwing knives in his hands and knocked the two grenades back directly, and then he hid around the corner.

"Boom! Boom!"

The last little Gaga on Wang Zhifei's side was eliminated.

Suddenly, Wang Zhifei had a creepy feeling.

"Anti-cannon! Anti-cannon! Anti-cannon!"

Fortunately, everyone believed in Wang Zhifei's orders. When everyone got into the anti-artillery shelter, the opposite cannon fired.

"What a pity! In the end, more than a dozen little squaws escaped from the traffic trench. Their short legs enabled them to move quite fast, like rabbits."

It was obvious that Meng Fan was very satisfied with this battle. Before the bombardment was over, he came over and shouted to Wang Zhifei.

"It doesn't matter. They can't run away. There are only a dozen of them. They have no place to defend themselves from artillery fire. I estimate that only ten of them can escape after this artillery fire. It's all thanks to the shit."

Wang Zhifei said with certainty.

"Why do we still need the blessing of dung?" Meng Fanle said while holding it aside.

"They are a bunch of people who regard shit as their ancestor. What else can they do if they don't get the blessing of shit?"

Everyone laughed.

"Boom boom boom..."

"Eh? Our cannons at Jiqipo! Wow, the 240 and 155 are all out. It looks like they are quite accurate. The instructor group will definitely be useful. I tell you, it's probably time for the little Gaga to stop firing."

"Boom boom boom..."

The artillery fire from Yu Xiaoqing's position began to roar. This time, Takeuchi Renzan was facing the artillery of nearly two divisions. Although he inherited Yoshida Jiro's legacy, that did not support him to fight against two divisions.

Over the past few days, he and Yu Xiaoqing have consumed a lot of artillery shells. He still needs to maintain the most basic combat artillery shells. How could he possibly waste them here?
Yes, when the advance team was completely wiped out, his artillery shells were just wasted in anger.

(End of this chapter)