The vegetation on the hillside is not dense, and the shrubs and thatch are deep in people.

You can see at a glance that the shrubs below are not shaking the small trees and thatched trees blowing by the mountain wind.

However, the rocks on the slope are rugged and uneven, and you cannot see the enemy's body, so you naturally cannot determine the exact position of the enemy.

The spy company commander waved.

A soldier pulled the trigger.

Bang... A bullet roared into the bushes.

Twist...

The bushes continue to sway upwards.

Bang bang...

Tutou... Tutou...

The bush sways even wider...

The shaking shrubs were tentatively fired several times, but they only attracted two Type 96 light machine guns used by the Japanese to reconnaise firepower two hundred meters away and roared and fought back.

The ballistics of shooting below are slightly different from those of shooting flat ground, but the distance between 200 meters is not large.

Both sides were testing, and gunfire sounded from time to time in the valley, as if no one hit anyone.

The observer of the secret service regiment in front knelt on one knee, carefully watching the shaking of the bushes that was obviously not blowing by the mountain wind, and finally shouted in a low voice: "One hundred meters, ready to shoot..."

Tang Xiaowei was a little excited, and the grenade was unbuttoned and placed it beside him, blocking it with a piece of stone to prevent it from rolling away.

The pull ring is arranged directly into a line and look at the hillside below with satisfaction.

When I heard the observer report that the enemy was 100 meters away, my heart suddenly moved.

At this time, one hundred meters refer to the diagonal distance between the enemy and us. If it is converted into flat ground, the actual distance should be only sixty or seventy meters.

The thrown grenade will continue to fly forward after it falls to the level with me now.

What did the instructor say? It seems to be at an angle of nearly forty-five degrees... I don’t understand the degree. Anyway, it is half the slope. It can be thrown on the flat ground by 100 meters, but in fact it should be thrown out by 120 meters!

The ability to throw a grenade nearly a hundred meters away refers to the standing posture!

Now I am in a lying position, so the distance I throw is discounted, and I guess I can't throw that far.

It should be able to throw it to about one hundred, right?

Unfortunately, my cultural background is too poor, so I really don’t understand the parabola mentioned by the instructor. I must ask carefully this time of study...

Forget it for a long time, my mind is covered in mucus...

Forget it, it’s better to do it based on the experience of throwing stones at the foot of the mountain!

Earlier, the special company commander said... It seems that he can only hit targets within his own range when shooting, but he didn't seem to say whether to throw a grenade into the enemy's range in front of him...

Do you have to ask about this?

Just as he was about to ask the warrior next to him, the observer's voice came: "Who... don't look around, that person who can throw a hundred meters...you... hurry up and throw two grenades..."

Tang Xiaowei was stunned for a moment and quickly put a grenade on the fire ring into his little finger...

The bushes below seemed to stop shaking.

Time passes by second by second, why is the enemy not moving?

The company commander seemed to have said before... If you didn't find that the target could not be fired, can you throw a grenade?

The enemy should not be stupid. He must have seen the distance between the two sides gradually approaching and stopped moving forward!

But it doesn't work if he stops?

Could he wait in the bushes below until dark?

The moonlight is very good these days, and it is useless even if he waits until dark.

I feel a little anxious. If you move again, can’t I let me throw a grenade and execute the command?

Before I knew it, I raised my head and wanted to see if there was any movement in the bushes that were a hundred meters away.

"Who, you pinch a grenade and wait for the cub?" Observer cursed.

Tang Xiaowei understood this time. You didn’t say it earlier. After estimating the distance, you just threw it to the place where you were shaking the most powerfully...

Holding the grenade's tight arm straightened, let go when it approached the semicircle, the grenade quickly took off, and the hooked little finger pulled off the fuse...

Hurry up and look at the grenade flying high...

Sheep...swhoo...swhoo...

Three bullets flew quickly through the disguised branches in front of them...

The head was cold, and one of the bullets was pulled away from the military cap, and the cap circle made the scalp hurt.

Then came the sound of machine gun shooting...

The grenade was still in mid-air, and the enemy machine gun fired first!

Bang...

The son who was fighting back at the machine gun roared into the bushes...

Tang Xiaowei didn't bother to look for the military cap and forgot to see the landing point of the grenade.

Hurry up and shrink your head...

The heart beats rapidly and the whole body is tense.

My face was swollen and my mind was blank.

More than a hundred eyes below are staring at this horizontal edge. If you move a little bigger, you will naturally be discovered by the enemy.

If I raised my head a little higher or stuck it out a little, maybe the sky spirit cover would have to be lifted...

"Who, don't move around..." The observer of the secret service regiment next to him whispered: "The next time you move is smaller..."

boom...

There was finally an explosion at the foot of the mountain.

It took me a while to come back to my senses. I probably raised my head a little higher after dropping the bomb. Such a small movement was discovered by the enemy machine gunner...

The Japanese machine guns stopped shooting after only one round...

As for the shots that comrades fought back, no one knows whether they hit the Japanese.

Of course, I don’t know whether the grenade hit the enemy or not, so the observer didn’t say...

Tang Xiaowei, who was still in a nervous state, didn't ask...

The mountains fell into peace again.

After a while, Tang Xiaowei retrieved the military cap that was knocked away. There was a hole next to the button on the front and a hole on the top.

A hillside is under a horizontal ridge.

The bullets of machine gun fire reconnaissance hit the edges near the ridges, and small balls of stone chips splashed out from time to time.

However, except for throwing a grenade down on the mountain, there was a few shots sporadically, and there was no other movement.

The lieutenant behind him observed for a long time with his assistant.

If the Eighth Route Army does not fight back, it is naturally difficult to figure out how many troops the Eighth Route Army has.

It is even more difficult to understand the firepower situation of the Eighth Route Army.

Fortunately, I knew about the general situation of this group of Eighth Route Army earlier, and the lieutenant judged that Eighth Route had at least two machine guns.

The machine guns of the Eighth Route Army have not sounded, and now they are rashly attacking, which is completely to let Jingwu, among the elites, die!

Immediately issue an order to the messenger: "Stop moving forward..."

The assistant put down the telescope: "Either there are not many people from the Eighth Route Army on the mountainside, or this group of Eighth Route Army is very cunning!"

The lieutenant was more cunning than the Eighth Route Army. He took out a biscuit and put it in his mouth. After taking a sip of water, he said, "It seems that he still has to wait for the plane to come and reconnaissance before making a decision..."

The assistant was a little unhappy: "Let the elites wait here, and where will we put our faces when they are heard?"

The lieutenant shook his hand: "You are too anxious!"

The assistant thought about it and suggested again: "Although the Tujiao Route Army occupied the favorable terrain and threw grenades, did he think we could do nothing to him? Now he is idle, so he should not let the grenadiers conduct fire reconnaissance..."

The lieutenant nodded: "This method is good..."

The Japanese military officer who acted as a vanguard received the order from behind and immediately raised his hand to gesture.

The Japanese grenades lying in the bushes immediately began to prepare.

Working in the bushes is scattered.

For a moment, the branches and leaves swayed and the dust of the floating soil drifted with the wind.

Everyone knows that moving in the bushes, the Eighth Route Army above can definitely see clearly.

The Japanese infantry next to him was not stupid, so he quickly poked out his rifle and swayed around the bushes to cover the grenadiers.

Trying to make the Eighth Route Army on the mountain unable to determine the exact direction.

Two grenade bullets were erected one after another...

There is not much difference between shooting on the hillside and on the flat ground, and the Japanese grenades do not even have to calculate the ballistics.

All the ballistic parameters are in your mind!

As the Japanese lieutenant waved his hand...

Bang... Bang...
Chapter completed!