"Bagaya road!"

Seeing the imperial warriors screaming and wailing under the torture of the Chinese, Yamazaki Ukichi roared angrily:

"Fire! Fire! Help Hosokawa end the pain!"

Two 70mm Type 92 infantry guns were set up behind the position, and the observers obtained the coordinates of Hosokawa's location through the gun mirror.

The cannonball was loaded into the chamber for a routine test firing.

"boom!"

The explosion point was 20 meters away from the carriage.

The flying shrapnel and gravel hit the horse, and the horse was frightened and ran towards the road.

"Get out, get out...the little devil is going to fire!"

Xiao Jiang shrank his head and emerged from the woods, retreating while shouting:

"Go and capture the horses with two men. The communications soldiers will immediately report the coordinates of the Japanese artillery to the rear!"

Everyone is already familiar with this set of procedures, and everyone goes about their business after hearing the order.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Two minutes later, artillery shells whizzed past the heads of Chiang Kai-shek and others, directly hitting the Japanese position.

The mortars carried by Xiao Jiang and others could not hit that far, so they could only transmit the coordinates backwards, and the 150mm howitzers of the artillery regiment could deal with the Japanese artillery.

"Boom boom boom..."

Flames and smoke soared into the sky from behind the Japanese position.

"They should be killed!"

Xiao Jiang held up the telescope and murmured to himself.

During this time, the Japanese also learned to be cunning. Their artillery and heavy machine guns were well hidden, and they would not be exposed unless they had to.

"Company commander, the carriage is back." A soldier reported from the rear.

"Dead yet?"

"Not yet, but it seems like I'm going to die soon."

"Pull him forward if he's still alive, and remember to place the prepared hornet's nest at his feet."

Xiao Jiang waved his hand and said.

The soldier who reported the report shivered all over. The torture of the ants had just ended, and the wasps were coming again.

'How is the company commander's brain so big? He uses torture methods one after another...'

"ah!!!"

He was still in the same position as before, but this time Hosokawa's screams were louder than before.

…

…

While Xiao Jiang was having a great time, Chen Zhengyue and Tan Pei from the Western Front were sitting in the headquarters of the 98th Army, and a whole table of roasted chicken and fish was placed in front of them.

"You two brothers, you're welcome, let's get started!" Samurai Min, commander of the 98th Army, wearing only the lining of his military uniform, stuffed meat into Chen Zhengyue and Tan Pei's bowls while talking.

"The two brothers have been of great help. Not only did they help the 98th Army drive away the Japs' snipers, they also gave me my own sharpshooters. Without you, I wouldn't have known that I had so many brothers with good marksmanship.

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Come, eat fish, this is the authentic Fenhe carp that I asked my brothers to catch all the way."

The soldiers of the 1st Squadron not only assisted the two armies in counterattacking Japanese snipers, but also helped each army train sharpshooters.

China has a vast land, abundant resources, and outstanding people. Soldiers in the army come from all over the world, and there must be many people with shooting talents.

Under the selection and training of the soldiers of the first squadron, a group of soldiers with shooting talents stood out.

Since there are no professional sniper rifles, they can only use medium and formal rifles with better military performance without scopes.

Even so, with sufficient bullet feeding, the next group of sharpshooters quickly grew up.

They can hit targets 400 meters away using only mechanical sights. It can be said that they are already comparable to professional snipers.

There are more than 20 such soldiers in the 98th Army.

Chen Zhengyue and Tan Pei were not polite, they took the meat in the bowl and ate it in big gulps.

"There are only a few captured Japanese sniper rifles, and their performance is not very good. If the brothers are equipped with professional sniper rifles, they can fight better." Chen Zhengyue said while tearing the chicken legs.

"Hmm..." Tan Pei's mouth was filled with meat and he nodded in agreement.

A hint of cunning flashed in Samurai Min's eyes,

"Both brothers, Commander Jiang has a relatively good relationship with the Germans. Sniper rifles are not rare in the 39th Army, right?"

Tan Pei swallowed a mouthful of meat and said bluntly:

"Well, it's almost the same. If our guns are damaged on the battlefield, they can be replaced in time."

Chen Zhengyue kicked Tan Pei under the table and spoke before Samurai Min could speak,

"Only the legion commander knows whether there is any, we don't know."

After that, Samurai Min tried to beg for a sniper rifle in a roundabout way, but Tan Pei and Chen Zhengyue simply stopped talking and just kept eating.

"well!"
Chapter completed!