Chapter 780 The Grim Reaper of Shangganling!

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Looking at the four splashes that exploded on the water.

Bada——

Just hear a crisp sound.

The telescope in Hanprey's hand fell to the ground uncontrollably.

The lens of the telescope popped out of the barrel, bounced off the wall when it hit it, then shook on the ground for two seconds, and finally fell silent.

However, Hanprey had no idea of ​​picking up the lens. To be precise, he didn't even notice the fact that the telescope fell off his hand.

At this moment.

There was only one sentence floating in his mind:

How can it be?

I don’t know whether it’s because I have been exposed to Chinese affairs all year round or because this incident is related to the rabbits. These words are actually in Chinese.

A full half minute passed.

Hanpri just raised his head mechanically and looked at Marchionne without focus:

"Marchioni, our four torpedoes are just gone?"

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Marchionne nodded nervously. In fact, his heart was not at peace at this time:

"Mr. Hemprey, I'm afraid. Yes."

"But how is this possible?"

Hanprey glanced at him again, his tone sounded light and there was no anger on his face, as if he was a student who had encountered a math problem that he couldn't solve:

"These are four MK24 torpedoes, with a speed of nearly 70 kilometers per hour. The missile bodies have been treated with special protection methods. Who can destroy them without knowing it?"

"So this must be my imagination, aren't you right, Marchionne?"

Then Marchionne didn't wait for an answer.

Hanpri suddenly took a few steps forward, grabbed Marchionne's collar tightly with both hands, and his expression became extremely ferocious:

"Please tell me, this is an illusion, an illusion! In fact, the Chinese guy has exploded into fireworks, right? Right?"

This little old man who looked a little frail burst out with amazing strength at this time, and Marchionne, a strong man of 1.9 meters, couldn't bear it with both hands:

"Mr. Hanprey, please calm down. Our torpedoes have indeed been interfered with by some unknown means."

Hanpri stared at him with his scarlet eyes for a while, then suddenly let go of Marchionne's collar, and swept his hands across the nearest table like wipers:

"Ah!!! Farke!!!"

Wow.

The water glass, calendar, documents on the table, and all the movable items were swept to the ground.

be honest.

As a special adviser and veteran politician on the other side of the sea, Hanprey has a high level of personal accomplishment, and his emotions and anger will not easily surface.

Faced with some enemies who long for their death, he can be gentle and make people feel like a spring breeze.

This old fox-like character is a typical smiling tiger. Even if you scold his parents in front of him, he will calmly persuade you to calm down.

However, too many accidents happened this time, and the accumulation of various emotions exceeded his endurance limit.

It is no exaggeration to say that Hanpuri's ability to hold it in until now is considered to be a good state of mind.

Dong dong dong——

And just when Hanpuri turned into a master of one-click desktop cleaning, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the command room.

Marchionne glanced at Humphrey, whose chest was still heaving violently, and quickly walked to the door and opened it.

"OK I get it"

I saw Marchionne exchanging something in a low voice with the person at the door, and soon returned to Hampuri with a photo:

"Mr. Hamprey, there's something new."

Hanprey was holding the back of the chair with both hands at this time. Hearing this, he glanced at him:

"Have the Chinese people swam to the data cabin?"

Marchionne shook his head and explained:

"It has nothing to do with the movements of the Chinese, but if nothing unexpected happens, the Intelligence Department should have found the reason why the four torpedoes were intercepted."

Humphrey was stunned for a moment, and after he recovered, he quickly asked Marchionne:

"what happened?"

When the word torpedo was mentioned, Hanpri's calm state of mind became a little ups and down again.

The MK24 torpedo, which was in high-speed action with four torpedoes, was destroyed in this way.

Moreover, when the first torpedo exploded, he used a telescope to observe the scene. He was 100% sure that no medium or large interception tools fell from the sky. That is to say, the Chinese people definitely did not activate the means to warn nuclear submarines before.

Therefore, when Marchionne mentioned the reason why four torpedoes were destroyed, he immediately couldn't help it.

Marchionne organized some words and continued:

"Mr. Hanprey, when we learned that the periscope of the Triggerfish was destroyed, the intelligence department began to pay attention to this matter."

"As soon as they received the news, they checked the sea conditions around the Triggerfish."

"Based on the search, they determined that there are only Chinese carrier-based craft within one nautical mile of the Triggerfish, and the structure of the periscope is somewhat special. If you want to destroy it, the attack can only come from the horizontal direction."

"So in the end, they came to the conclusion that the attack must come from China's carrier-based boats."

Hanpri nodded subconsciously.

It is not difficult to understand what Marchionne said. Although the periscope is a straight rod, the structure of its observation lens is horizontal, somewhat similar to a shower nozzle.

So if you want to destroy the periscope, the attack props can only come from other ships on the sea.

In this case, China's ship-borne boats are the only solution.

Then Marchionne paused and continued:

"So the intelligence department sent a helicopter to conduct a fixed-point reconnaissance of China's ship-borne ship, and finally found a sniper on the deck."

"Sniper?"

Hampry was stunned and asked subconsciously:

"Marchionne, do you mean that the periscope and four MK24 torpedoes of the Triggerfish were all destroyed by the sniper?"

Marchionne nodded slightly:

"When the helicopter was conducting reconnaissance, it happened to see the sniper firing, and the time of the firing coincided with the node of the four torpedo explosion."

"Impossible!"

Hampry shook his head quickly and immediately refuted his assistant:

"This is absolutely impossible-not to mention that the torpedo is very fast, the refraction of the water surface alone is destined to make this kind of thing impossible to accomplish by fixed-point sniping."

"Not to mention that the explosion intervals of the four torpedoes are very short. If it is a human sniper, doesn't he need to aim?"

Tell the truth.

After calming down, Hampry did think about the reasons why the four torpedoes were intercepted. He concluded that the Chinese side should have mastered some water surface defense methods and could track and detonate the torpedoes at a fixed point.

Although this technology is a bit outrageous, considering the various black technologies that China has brought out during this period, it is not impossible to achieve.

Unexpectedly, Marchionne now told Hampry that you have imagined too much, and the Chinese actually only sent out a sniper.

How is this possible?

Indeed.

In order to hit Wang Anyi on the water surface this time, the Bayu fired surface torpedoes, and the water depth was only about 20 centimeters.

Although this depth reduces the resistance of bullets, the impact is relatively small-the density of water is 775 times that of air, and the resistance is more than 800 times that of air. The effective killing depth of a bullet with an initial velocity of 300 meters after entering the water is more than two meters.

But

Water itself has a refractive index, just like when you fish, even if it is a fish at your feet, it is very difficult for you to harpoon it.

This is the case for fishing at close range, not to mention sniping at high-speed torpedoes from hundreds of meters away.

Indeed, there were cases of small-caliber weapons destroying torpedoes during World War II. For example, the Type 93 oxygen torpedo was destroyed by anti-aircraft machine guns, but that case was a coincidence accumulated from a large number of attempts, and it was possible to happen once after thousands or tens of thousands of attempts in each battlefield.

Just like the Golden Shovel New Year's Lottery, it is possible to draw the Dragon Girl once after trying thousands of numbers.

Moreover, the bullet that destroyed the Type 93 oxygen torpedo was not a single shot, but a "bombing" carried out by hundreds or thousands of bullets.

In addition, the four mines exploded only fifteen seconds apart. If it was a sniper shooting, didn't he need to aim?

Are you kidding?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

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Looking at Hampry with a determined face, Marchionne was silent for a moment and handed Hampry a photo.

Hampry was stunned, glanced at his assistant, took it, put it in front of him and looked at it.

The content of the photo is very simple. The background of the picture is the rabbits' ship, which looks like a bird's-eye view taken by a helicopter.

A man in a chemical protective suit was lying on the deck of the boat, holding a Mosin-Nagant rifle in his hand.

Because of the chemical protective suit and the angle, the other person's face cannot be seen in the photo.

But the rabbits have had a habit since a long time ago, that is, whether they are wearing protective clothing, chemical protective clothing or overalls, they will write the name of the person behind each person.

The man in the photo happened to have the same mark.

And the moment Hampry saw the man's name clearly, the whole person suddenly let out a terrified cry:

"How could it be this devil?!!!"

Hampry was so flustered that he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Marchionne, who was next to him, was quick-witted and supported him in time, so that Hampry did not lose his composure.

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After coming to his senses, Hampry propped up the table with one hand and recited the name word by word:

"Zhang, Tao, Fang"

While speaking, the bandage on his left hand wound had already broken off at some point, but the blood and pain that flowed out did not calm the old man down, but made a certain scene in his memory become clearer.

That was the battlefield of the peninsula ten years ago, with artillery fire and smoke everywhere, as cruel as a meat grinder.

At that time, Hampry, as a new batch of staff supporting the peninsula battlefield, participated in the battle to attack the No. 7 position of Hill 597.9.

Hill 597.9 is a small hill on the southwest side of Shangganling. At that time, this hill had experienced the baptism of the Battle of Shangganling, and the pressure on both the offensive and defensive ends was not as great as during the battle.

At that time, the two sides were negotiating an armistice, and large-scale offensive and defensive battles basically no longer occurred, which was an excellent opportunity to gain experience.

But what was unexpected was.

It was on this post-war battlefield that Hampry encountered an unforgettable nightmare in his life.

He was a sniper whose name and even gender Hampry didn't know at the time. Within just 10 days, he was the only one left among the six roommates who shared a room with Hampry.

If Hampry had not spent most of his time in the war room as a consultant, it is doubtful whether he would still be alive.

It was a long time later that Hampry learned that the name of the god of death was

Zhang Taofang.

A Chinese sniper who had just joined the army, holding a Mosin-Nagant m1944 rifle with only machine sights, took the lives of 214 of Hampry's comrades with 436 bullets in just 32 days.

Such an ordinary Chinese soldier with a fruity name, like a fruit farmer, picked one "imported big fruit" after another on the battlefield.

He only stayed on the battlefield for 32 days, and did not continue to set a record because the summer offensive of the rabbits ended at that time, and the two sides were close to peace talks.

Later, Hampry heard that this killer had become the first generation of Chinese fighter pilots, but he didn't expect that he would appear here today?

It's strange.

While he was extremely scared, Hampry also felt a sense of relief in his heart that he didn't even notice.

If the sniper was Zhang Taofang, then all this would seem to make sense.

You know.

This killer joined the army without any contact with firearms. He was a kitchen helper in the kitchen team at first. He even missed the target three times during his first shooting practice.

Later, he was promoted from bronze to master in 22 days. He killed 71 enemies with 247 bullets, and his hit rate was "only" over 30%.

Then, he was promoted from master to the strongest king of the Peninsula server in nine days. He killed 143 enemies with 1** bullets, and his hit rate was 75.66%.

Of course.

Since Zhang Taofang was mentioned, I will dispel a rumor here.

The reason why Zhang Taofang was called the sniper killer of Shangganling was not because he participated in the Battle of Shangganling, but because he was stationed in Shangganling.

Zhang Taofang joined the sniper team on January 29, 1953, when the Battle of Shangganling had ended for more than two months.

The legendary sniper who actually participated in the Battle of Shangganling was Zou Xixiang, who was responsible for the defense of the northern mountain of the 537.7 highland of Shangganling, during which he killed 39 enemy soldiers with 78 bullets.

By the way.

When many marketing accounts mentioned Zou Xixiang in later generations, they would say that he killed 203 enemies with 206 bullets, but this is actually a rumor. It can be clearly seen in the "Political Work Experience of Sniper Movement" written by the Political Department of the 135th Regiment at that time that the content recorded at that time was [Zou Xixiang, the squad leader of the 9th squad of the first company, killed 39 enemies by sniping himself, and led the sniper team to kill 207 enemies].

As for the source of this rumor, it is the article "Cold Shooter Zou Xixiang" on page 41 of "Selected Literature and History Materials of Wuchuan" (Volume 2), written by Lv Hua, in 1999.

The rumor was fermented in the 36th episode of the TV series "Crossing the Yalu River" released by CCTV in 2021. In the episode, the general on the other side of the sea mentioned a soldier named Zou Xixiang, saying that he killed more than 200 people.

Indeed.

This TV series is not a documentary, but it is publicized as a memoir shot from the first-person perspective of a certain big shot. Many historical figures appear in it, and Zou Xixiang also uses his real name. In this case, it is a bit outrageous that the screenwriter is unwilling to do even basic research.

Although the TV series is indeed well shot in the big plot, it is still a bit worse in details.

The emergence of this TV series directly exacerbated the spread of this rumor. Like Zhao Zhongyao escorting radium, a bunch of marketing accounts and even official media began to use this copywriting. How helpless.

To put it more bluntly.

If Zou Xixiang killed 203 enemies. Let alone how exaggerated the hit rate of nearly 100%, how could he be a second-class hero in terms of merit alone? ——Zhang Taofang, who killed 214, was a special hero.

There is nothing wrong with promoting heroic deeds and cultivating patriotic feelings, but what is the meaning of spreading rumors?

The deeds of the martyrs themselves are enough to shock people, so why add a halo that does not belong to them?

Of course.

Although the claim that Zou Xixiang killed 203 people with 206 bullets is a rumor, Zhang Taofang's deeds are not false.

At this moment.

On a shipboard boat several miles away from Hampley and others.

Zhang Taofang, who had been lying on the deck, glanced at the sky and asked Li Shan, the leader of the steering squad beside him:

"Xiao Li, is there any new news from the reconnaissance plane?"

Li Shan's left hand had been holding the communicator. Hearing this, he immediately shook his head:

"No, for the time being, I guess everyone is shocked by your shooting skills, Comrade Zhang. No wonder everyone calls you the gun god. Hehe, this time I, Old Li, have opened my eyes."

After that.

Li Shan gave Zhang Taofang a thumbs up.

Zhang Taofang smiled calmly. Although his experience on the battlefield did not make him cold and emotionless, it cultivated a very low-key character.

Then he touched the gun in his hand, with a look of emotion on his face.

I didn't expect that after driving a fighter for a few years, I would actually perform sniper missions again.

You know.

This time, whether it is the target, meaning or weapon of sniping, it is different from the past.

For example, the gun in his hand.

Although this gun still uses machine aiming shooting, it does not fire ordinary bullets, but

12.7 mm special steel needle bullets.

Note:

I am still typing in the Internet cafe. I find that the Internet cafe in the early morning is much more interesting than during the day.

The guy sitting in front of me seemed to be a food deliveryman. The merchant called him at around 5 o'clock to ask why the food hadn't been delivered. He said he would deliver it later and then continued to play games. When I went to the toilet, I saw another guy playing LOL with a script. I guess others would find it weird to see me typing in an Internet cafe.