motorcycle?

It's indeed the style of the Japanese.

Use a motorcycle to open the road in the front and follow the brigade's truck behind.

"Boom!"

"Pu hook!"

There were messy gunfires.

The former is a gunshot with an old sleeve, while the latter is a gunshot with a large cover of 38.

"It's from the 104th Division of the Sichuan Army!" Sun Desheng held up the telescope and quickly recognized it, "They are being chased by the Japanese."

"It's the clothes of the Sichuan Army!" Cheng Shulin also held up the telescope and said nervously.

Yang Yue could see clearly without a telescope.

It was indeed the Sichuan Army, with a total of twenty-three people.

Their equipment was poor and their clothes were ragged, almost the same as beggars.

Fortunately, their feet were pretty good. The Japanese didn't catch up for the time being. However, the Japanese were riding a sideboard motorcycle, which was fast and would catch up sooner or later.

The escape routes of the Sichuan Army were also a little problem. Why did you run along the main road? It was far away from the main road! In this way, the Japanese motorcycles were scrapped.

Take a deep breath.

Take out the Mosinnagan rifle and prepare for high-range shooting.

Leave down.

Push the bullet and load it.

aim.

shooting.

"Bang!"

The sound of water droplets falling to the ground.

The Japanese motorcycle rushing in front suddenly lost control and hit the roadside.

However, the Japanese driving was shot by Yang Yue.

Calmly push the bullet and load it.

"Bang!"

Another shot.

The second motorcycle lost control.

The Japanese who were also driving were hit and the car suddenly became tilted.

"Play!"

"Play!"

Cheng Shulin applauded excitedly.

This is about 600 meters away! He actually hit two consecutive shots.

sharp!

Too awesome!

I have never seen such a powerful gunman! No wonder the Eighth Route Army is getting stronger and stronger as it fights!

Cai Peng and Duan Peng looked at each other.

Clothes.

Capitalized clothing.

At such a long distance, they absolutely cannot hit it.

Wow!

So awesome!

Wu Peilan's eyes were even more shiny.

Fortunately, Wu Jincheng didn't see it, otherwise, he would definitely think that his girl had been possessed by evil spirits.

Yang Yue collected his gun.

Not sure to shoot the third shot.

This kind of long-distance shooting is really very inspiring.

Sometimes when inspiration comes, you can hit it accurately with just two shots. But when there is no inspiration, you can't hit it no matter how hard you are.

"That's because your training is not enough."

"When you shoot 10 million bullets, your level will be stable."

System Niao Niao said.

Yang Yue was unmoved.

Of course I know the truth. Practice makes perfect!

The problem is, knowing the truth is one thing, and whether it can be done is another thing.

Ten million bullets!

You think it's a joke!

Now he has been beaten to death, and he has worked hard to fire 860,000 bullets. It’s less than one million! It’s ten million!

To be honest, now he almost wants to vomit when he enters the shooting range.

He really was so angry that he was vomiting after shooting.

Confrontational training is also something that is abused.

Now he would rather fight with the Japanese than fight against Chen Xiwa and Li Erniu.

The system doesn't change to a more interesting training method...

"Ma Yuanjia!"

"Ma Yuanjia!"

Sun Desheng shouted loudly.

When the rushing Sichuan Army heard the sound, they turned around and ran over.

It turned out that there was a deputy company commander named Ma Yuanjia in the Sichuan Army, who was acquaintance with Sun Desheng. The two of them had been on the battlefield together before and had a good impression of each other.

"Baga!"

"Baga!"

The Japanese behind chased after him.

They were not afraid of other Chinese troops ahead, which shows their arrogance.

All the Japanese jumped off their motorcycles and launched a rush with rifles. They didn't shoot, they just rushed forward with bayonets.

"The Japanese regard us as guerrillas." Wu Jincheng said angrily.

"You guys can do it." Yang Yue said.

You don’t need to take action on this kind of brainless Japanese.

With Cai Peng and Duan Peng here, they can probably shoot in advance. Moreover, Wu Peilan's shooting skills seem to be really good.

Close your eyes and rest.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Sure enough, after a moment, the five or six semi-automatic rifle began to shoot.

The miniature map shows that two Japanese people disappeared.

Could anyone have lost money?

I opened my eyes and found that it was not. I didn't hit the key point.

After all, the distance is a bit far, about 300 meters. Although it hit, it did not die on the spot.

In the final analysis, I still feel that the bullets of the Type 5 and Six semi-automatic rifle are not very powerful enough. It is not as lethal as Garland's bullets. The difference between medium and short range shooting is not obvious. There will be differences starting to exceed three hundred meters.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Cai Peng, Duan Peng, and Wu Peilan continued to shoot.
To be continued...