The Bourne Counterattack

Chapter 18
  There are no useless cheats, only useless people.

No matter how trivial an ability is, it has its place. Cheng Mo likes the ability he has gained now. This ability to predict is so important in battle.

He once suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes, and when he was recovering from his injuries, he went to a doctor to have his eyes checked.

As a result, after the doctor examined him, he told him that his eyes were very good and there was nothing wrong with him. His vision in both eyes was much better than that of ordinary people, especially his wide field of vision.

This is easy to understand. The range of external images captured by each person's eyes is bounded, and it is much larger than what ordinary people capture.

This is what many people dream of.

Also, most people can't see clearly from one to two hundred meters away, but he can still see from four hundred meters away. This makes him a natural sniper.

He couldn't figure out if this was something he was born with, or if he brought it with him when he came to this era.

Moreover, there is nothing wrong with the body, and the necessary parts can be used.

He took Kuizi and Dachun to fight independently. Kuizi served as his observer, while Dachun was responsible for loading his bombs and being the second observer.

Three people are an independent combat team.

As for Lao Miao, he is a bit old and cannot keep up with his physical strength and energy. He cannot be taken with him every time he attacks. Naturally, he cannot be taken with him in a "cold shot" battle between the two sides during a temporary truce.

If you don't run fast, you will drag others down.

Once Cheng Mo enters the fighting state, he is completely selfless, completely ignoring things other than fighting.

Bah!
  A urinating Japanese soldier covered his lower body and fell to the ground in pain. The Japanese soldier next to him noticed this and quickly dragged him away.

The gunshots were loud.

They were all shooting aimlessly, and the Japanese were driven crazy. This was not the first time. The enemies were all close to them, but they didn't know where they were.

Death is like a tight spell that will take hold at any time.

"Old K" came back, and an atmosphere of fear began to spread within the Japanese army, forcing the Japanese joint captain to strictly prohibit frontline discussions.

There is no way, this is a city block, although it has been destroyed by artillery fire, there may be hiding places, there are too many places for ambushes, unless a large force is dispatched to conduct a dragnet search, otherwise, one person can sneak in and get close, and conduct a sneak attack. Completely undefendable.

But as soon as they withdraw, the opponent will reoccupy, and the Japanese commander who leads the team will also have a headache. Street fighting in this city is really difficult.

If it is a target with many people, direct artillery bombardment or aircraft bombing is enough, but it is a small target with only one or two people.

Just shoot and change the place. You don't even know he is hiding behind the ruined wall. How to fight this battle?
  A person who can predict where your shells will land is simply a bug.

"What's the number?"

"Report to the camp, it's the seventh one." Wu Jianfeng lay on the wall and quietly reported to the battalion commander Yang Ruifu who came to inspect the camp, "From the afternoon to now, a total of seven shots were fired, and each time they were not in the same direction. This devil doesn’t even dare to cross this neighborhood now.”

"Three people, they have been blocking the Japanese for a long time, and they still dare not take a step beyond their reach?" Yang Ruifu couldn't help but exclaimed after hearing the news.

"Yes, but if we hadn't knocked out two of their iron turtles first, the rest wouldn't dare to take the lead, and were frightened by Cheng Mo's move. It's really hard to say." Wu Jianfeng said.

"Do you know where these three people are?"

"I don't know either." Wu Jianfeng spread his hands and shrugged.

Yang Ruifu raised his head and looked at the sky: "It's almost getting dark today, should we let them come back and have some hot food?"

"Just wait a little longer. They will come back naturally when they are hungry." Wu Jianfeng chuckled. He would definitely not look good if he asked them to come back at this time.

People are more motivated to hunt when they are hungry. When they are full, there is no need.

"Well, then keep an eye on them and be ready to respond to them at any time." Yang Ruifu ordered. Since Cheng Mo came back, he felt that the pressure on his shoulders had suddenly reduced a lot.

After saying that, Yang Ruifu patted his butt and left.

As night fell, a light rain suddenly began to fall in the sky. This autumn rain was followed by cold. The next battle would be extremely difficult for the national army, most of which did not have cold clothes.

Cheng Mo lay down in a collapsed bunker and took out half a mooncake from the pocket close to his body. Only half of the mooncake was wrapped in oil paper. After eating, it would be gone, but it was really resistant. Hungry.

His sister bought this for him.

He put it under his nose and smelled the fragrance, then put it back. Before he could eat it, he knew that there weren't many battles to fight like this.

He didn't know when the big field would fall, but he thought it would happen very soon. Victory in local battles could not save the general trend of defeat.

The rain hit my face, it didn't hurt very much, but it was very cold.

"Cuckoo..."

This is a signal from Kuizi, asking him what his next plan is. Cheng Mo thought for a moment, and then sent a signal, asking him and Dachun to withdraw first and fight at night. They could not help him, and would easily cause accidental injuries.

At night, as long as he doesn't seek death, he naturally doesn't worry about his safety.

Tonight, he was going to teach the Japanese a profound and unforgettable lesson.

The hunt officially begins!
  After an afternoon of testing and observation, Cheng Mo basically had an understanding of the firepower arrangement on the Japanese position.

His actions at night were naturally to avoid these dangerous areas, and he would not give the other party a chance to get close to him.

Use your own advantages to shoot your targets from a distance.

That night, the Japanese commander Major Kogoro Mouri finally realized the pain of the "broken" Major Sakata.

One night, thirty-seven of his men were killed by snipers, plus the seven who died during the previous day and afternoon.

Just this one Chinese killed nearly a quarter of the troops of a squadron under his command. This was the largest battle loss suffered by the Imperial Japanese Army's 16th Division when it landed in Shanghai since the war began.

The 16th Division had just come from North China, and they came here sworn to teach the ignorant Chinese people a lesson for daring to go against the "Imperial Army."

I didn't expect that I would receive such a cruel blow as soon as I arrived.

If this battle report is handed in, wouldn't it make Commander Nakajima lose face?

Major Maori roared like thunder. This "Chinese soldier" must be found and eliminated!

"Call the artillery, cover that area for me, and blast hard!" Mouri Kogoro didn't care about being punished by his superiors.

No matter what the cost, he would keep people here.

"Sir Maori, the Chinese soldier may not be there a long time ago..." Kogoro Maori's adjutant quickly reminded his commander not to waste cannonballs just to vent his anger.

In fact, before Cheng Mo left, he was observing the situation on the Japanese position opposite. When he saw a Japanese major appearing in his sight, he couldn't help but lick his dry lips.

This is a valuable target. Killing a Japanese major is more valuable than killing ten Japanese soldiers.

However, this guy is a bit far away, and the range of the 38-meter cover he has is a bit out of reach, but it is almost daylight now.

Once a shot is fired, the area where one is hiding will be exposed. When the time comes, a burst of artillery fire will come, and no matter how fast one's legs are, he will not be able to avoid the shells.

Moreover, one attack may not be successful. If it fails, you may have to pay the price with your life.

It's not worth it for a major.

After thinking for a while, Cheng Mo decided to give up and prepare to return to his home position. However, just when he was about to turn around and go back, he suddenly found that there were four or five boxes stacked behind the Japanese Major. He recognized the Japanese characters on the boxes.

It's a box containing artillery shells. You can clearly see the shells when you open the lid!

It’s not too sure that this shot killed the Japanese Major, but if it was the shell behind him...

Explode!

Want to try it?

The greater the danger, the greater the reward.

Ordinary bullets will definitely not work, but if the bullet hits, the chance of causing the shell to explode is higher.

Pulling the bolt, Cheng Mo loaded a homemade dum bullet. Although the homemade dum bullet lacked accuracy, the range was the same.

He needs to pick a time, an opportunity with the right wind speed.

Aim, control the breathing rate, silently calculate the wind speed, correct the distance, wait for the right moment, and pull the trigger without hesitation.

The moment the bullet came out of the gun, he stood up without hesitation, turned around, and ran towards his planned evacuation route.

Must race against time!
  Once the Japanese determined his location, they would receive a barrage of artillery fire, and he would have to run a hundred meters away to have a chance to survive.

Just after he started running for seven or eight steps, he heard a violent explosion behind him, and it was continuous.

Cheng Mo was overjoyed. He actually hit the target with one shot, causing the shell to explode. It was estimated that not many of the Japs present would survive.

At this moment, Cheng Mo felt that he was probably a man favored by God. No, it should be God.

Chinese people don’t believe in bullshit God.

　Begging for collection!
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)