Chapter 249: Non-contact combat

Assaulting is very dangerous, as everyone knows.

The Japanese spies have guns in their hands. They also have the advantage of the terrain. Casualties are likely.

Now the Japanese spies are quiet, obviously waiting for us.

As soon as the Fuxing Society launches an attack, the first casualties will definitely be from the Fuxing Society.

In close combat, one shot could kill someone.

For a moment, the atmosphere was tense.

This bone is a bit difficult to chew.

Zhang Yong raised his binoculars and quietly observed the movements of the Japanese spies.

He believed that the Japanese spies must also be observing the movements outside. So it was a matter of who would catch the other first.

As a result, he soon discovered a red dot hiding behind the brick wall.

Can the other party see outside behind the brick wall? Definitely not. There must be holes in the top of the brick wall.

The Japanese spy is behind the brick wall. A rifle could probably kill him with one shot.

Provided the bullet just manages to squeeze through the hole. It misses the red brick.

Can he do it?

Of course not. But someone can.

'Tong Luohan!'

'Here!'

'Come here!'

'Yes!'

Zhang Yong calls the sharpshooter Tong Luohan over to him and shows him the target.

He needs to tell Tong Luohan where the Japanese spy is and which part of the brick wall he is in. Where are the holes in the brick wall?

Without the red dot marker on the map, it would be difficult to spot the Japanese spy just by looking.

Even with binoculars, it would be hard to search for the target.

The field of view of binoculars is relatively narrow. You have to identify the general area before you can observe it more closely.

In fact, the distance between the two sides is not far, about 120 meters.

If the marksman can capture the target, it is not difficult to kill it with one shot. At least it can be seriously injured.

The elite Japanese soldiers can hit targets within 300 meters. The elite of the National Army can hit targets at 150 metres, so there shouldn't be any problems.

'Did you see it?'

'No.'

'Let's move.'

'Yes.'

Zhang Yong and Tong Luohan moved quietly, looking for an angle from which Tong Luohan could see.

Finally, their efforts paid off. After repeated movements, Tong Luohan caught sight of the target. He saw the Japanese spy behind the brick wall.

'Did you see it?'

'Yes!'

'Kill it!'

'Yes!'

Tong Luohan immediately raised his gun.

Aim.

Fire.

'Pop!'

A shot went off.

Followed by the bolt being pulled. Reloading.

'Pop!'

The second shot went off.

Zhang Yong noticed that the red dot seemed to shake a little.

Very slightly. It could also be a mistake.

But ten seconds later, the red dot disappeared.

It's dead.

The Japanese spy has been killed.

Not bad.

This Tong Luohan really is a crack shot.

In fact, it seems that the veterans are all pretty good shots. After all, they are veterans. Many of them have spent more than ten years in the army.

In the National Army, there seems to be no limit to the length of service, and there is no talk of retirement. Even if you are very old and can no longer carry a gun, you can continue to serve in the logistics department if you wish. Therefore, some units often claim to have thousands of people. In fact, there are not many who can really fight. Not to mention those who are on the payroll.

But the veteran soldiers generally have better combat skills. They are especially accurate with the rifle.

After all, those who are not good at it cannot even survive.

That is, they lack training with bullets, otherwise, there would be more veterans with a higher level of shooting.

'Not bad. You hit it.'

'Hit it?'

Tong Luohan couldn't be sure.

But since Zhang Yong said he hit it, then he did.

'Got rid of one?'

'Yes. Got rid of one. There are still eight.'

'Are you sure?'

'I'm sure,'

Zhang Yong answered with certainty.

Of course he was sure. Because there were indeed eight red dots left.

These eight red dots were scattered. They were at least ten metres apart from each other. They were not all gathered together.

Zhang Yong continued to wave his hand towards Tong Luohan. He was looking for a new shooting angle.

Since the exact location of the Japanese invaders was already clearly shown on the map, moving around repeatedly would always lead to a shooting angle.

This one might not work. But there might be a chance with the other one.

Sure enough, a little while later, Zhang Yong saw a second Japanese spy. Only half of his head was visible.

The Japanese spy was probably lying on his stomach in the cracks of the bricks, staring to the east. Zhang Yong was in the south. It happened that his head could be seen from among the brick walls. The distance was about 140 metres.

'You see him?'

'Yes.'

'Can you hit him?'

'I'll try!'

Tong Luohan said slowly.

Because the Japanese spy only showed half of his head, it was difficult to shoot.

If you aim a little higher, the bullet may not be able to effectively injure the Japanese spy. If you rub your scalp and pass by, the bullet will hit the red bricks. If you aim a little lower, the bullet will be blocked by the red bricks.

The killing power of the original German Mauser 98K bullet is of course beyond doubt. However, at most, it can only continuously pierce through three red bricks. If you want to pierce through more, I'm afraid there is nothing you can do.

'Come on!'

Zhang Yong raised the binoculars.

Tong Luohan raised his rifle and took aim.

'Bang!'

The gun went off.

Zhang Yong noticed that the Japanese spy's head seemed to move.

Was he hit?

It seemed so. But it might not be fatal.

After all, the Japanese spy had only exposed a small part of his head. The bullet had at most removed the top of his skull.

In fact, that was exactly what had happened.

The Japanese spy was indeed not dead. He subconsciously raised his head.

Perhaps he didn't want to raise his head on his own. It was a conditioned reflex after being shot in the head.

Tong Luohan quickly pulled the bolt. Reloaded the gun.

Then raised the gun and aimed. All very fast.

'Paf!'

Another shot went off.

Zhang Yong saw through the binoculars that the Japanese spy fell over.

A few seconds later, the red dot on the map disappeared.

Good, another one down.

Seven to go.

'Did you hit it?'

'Yes, I did. I killed it.'

'Ah...'

'Well done. Keep going!'

'Yes!'

Tong Luohan presses the bullets into the magazine.

He has just used four. There is still one left. He could have pressed it after he had finished shooting. But he likes to press it now.

Some veterans want the magazine to be full at all times. That way, they can keep firing in an emergency. Some soldiers immediately refill the magazine even if they have only fired one shot.

At some point, the difference between four shots and five shots is huge. It can even mean the difference between life and death.

'How was it?'

At this point, Dai Yice walked up.

He heard the gunshot, but could not see if the target had been killed.

He could not even see where the Japanese spy was.

'Two killed.'

'Really?'

'Really. Follow me.'

'Okay!'

Dai Yice gladly followed Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong continued to look for an angle to shoot from. There were still seven Japanese invaders. He needed to get closer.

Fortunately, the Japanese soldiers only have pistols, not rifles. Otherwise, Zhang Yong would not dare to be so confident. And he would not dare to get so close.

Circling around...

This side is no good. We need to plan again.

Circling around...

In the end, Tong Luohan still cannot see.

They have to continue circling.

Dai Yice can't help but ask, 'What are we doing?'

Zhang Yong replies, "Finding a shooting angle.'

Dai Yice: "Can you see where the Japanese spies are?'

Zhang Yong: 'No. You have to go by your instincts. That's why it's not very accurate...'

Dai Yice: ?

Is this really going to work? Going by your instincts? What if you're wrong?

'See it?'

Dai Yice heard Zhang Yong say suddenly.

Dai Yice quickly brought his thoughts back to the present. He raised the binoculars.

Following Zhang Yong's gaze, he saw a Japanese spy indeed. Half of his body was visible.

The Japanese spy was probably hiding behind the brick wall. Unexpectedly, his body was exposed.

Of course, it can only be seen from a very special angle.

Zhang Yong led them around and around, just looking for this special angle.

Only from this position can it be seen from a distance.

'I see it,'

Tong Luohan replied. At the same time, he raised his gun and aimed.

The distance was about 30 zhang. It was completely unchallenging. A small part of the body can also be hit.

'Get rid of it!'

'Good!'

Tong Luohan immediately pulled the trigger.

'Pop!'

The gun went off.

The Japanese soldier immediately went limp.

However, the bullet missed the vital spot. This was because both the chest and head were not exposed enough.

'Capture it alive!'

Dai Yize shouted anxiously.

Tong Luohan quickly reloaded the gun.

'We can't catch it,'

Zhang Yong said calmly.

'The Japanese spy has a weapon. If we charge, we'll die.'

'We can't catch it,' Dai Yize said.

'It's right.

We can't catch it.

It's almost 100 metres from here.

By the time they get there, the Japanese soldiers will have already drawn their pistols. Anyone who gets too close will die.

What's more, there are other Japanese spies nearby.

If they get caught in the crossfire, they'll be dead for sure.

'Finish it off!'

Zhang Yong orders decisively.

Tong Luohan quickly pulls the trigger.

'Paf!'

The gun goes off. The bullet hits its target.

The Japanese soldier falls to the ground. He doesn't move anymore.

A few moments later, the red dot disappears. Death confirmed.

Good, another one down.

'Go up...' Dai Yize wanted to go up and search him.

Then he reacted. There may be other Japanese spies nearby. Going up like that would be suicide.

Sure enough, Zhang Yong shook his head.

There were indeed other Japanese spies nearby. Anyone who got close would be ambushed.

The only way was to continue looking for an angle to shoot from and kill them from a distance. Only after all the Japanese spies had been eliminated could they go up and clean up the battlefield.

Zhang Yong called this way of fighting non-contact combat.

It means killing you from a distance. It gives you no chance to fight back.

'Click!'

'Click!'

Tong Luohan began to press bullets into the magazine again.

Zhang Yong noticed. This is a good habit. You must always keep five bullets in the magazine.

It may not be so necessary now. But two years from now, when you are fighting behind enemy lines, this will be very important. Because by then, the Restoration Society (the military intelligence) will be facing an enemy with an advantage.

Facing the tide of Japanese soldiers, every bullet is precious.

Alas, two years later...

The task is heavy!

Take a deep breath. Shake off the drowsiness. Continue to look for a shooting angle.

There are still six Japanese spies.

At this time, the remaining Japanese spies began to move.

They seemed to sense unease. They can no longer continue to patiently wait for their prey.

They cannot tell who is coming outside. What kind of tactics are being used. They also do not know how many casualties they have suffered.

Zhang Yong noticed that two red dots had touched together. They could be the heads of the Japanese spies. They were probably discussing something. Soon, the two red dots separated again. One of the red dots moved quickly towards the south. However, after advancing 30 metres, it stopped in place and did not move. It was also a cautious guy.

However, this cautious Japanese spy did not notice that the position he was in would be watched from a distance.

Zhang Yong waved his hand and led Tong Luohan to a new firing position.

From here, they could clearly see the Japanese spy.

Zhang Yong waved his hand and said, 'Finish it!'

Tong Luohan immediately fired.

'Bang!'

The Japanese spy fell to the ground.

There was no need to fire a second shot. The spy was dead with that one shot.

Sure enough, a moment later, the red dot disappeared.

Another Japanese spy was eliminated.

Now there were only five left.