"Ah......h

The bullet passed through the scope and into the socket of the devil shooter's right eye, and the viscous brain tissue splattered on the surrounding thatch.

The devil fell to the ground in pain and convulsed, and a Mosin Nagant rifle fell to the side.

What is surprising is that the barrel of the devil shooter's scope is intact, and the bullet passed through it, and even the mirror wall was not damaged, such accurate marksmanship is simply unbelievable.

Li Hong's ability to accurately snipe targets in such a short period of time was because he captured the enemy's scope reflection point.

In a duel between excellent shooters, the reflection of the gun scope is undoubtedly deadly!

Eliminating the devil shooter, he didn't delay at all, and quickly picked up the 98K rifle and turned over and transferred.

"Poof, poof!"

Bullets flew one after another, leaving two craters around Li Hong.

If he had been slower for even a second, the bullet would have hit him.

Although there was only one devil shooter left, Li Hong didn't dare to take it lightly, thinking about how to kill the other shooter.

The dead devil shooter just now was fooled once, so the shooter hiding in the direction of three o'clock will definitely not be easily fooled.

After thinking for a while, Li Hong moved to the bottom of a tree, took off the steel helmet on his head and supported it high with a branch, half of the steel helmet was exposed outside the trunk, and then took out a loudspeaker to record.

"A certain west, a certain west, stupid little devils listen, if there is a kind, come and kill Lao Tzu, you devils are all little short legs, little short legs, Lao Tzu despises you ......"

The loudspeaker placed under the tree repeatedly played the words scolding the little devil in the Chinese language.

A diminutive devil shooter hid behind a rock, and when he heard Li Hong's taunts and provocations, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and the scope moved his gaze to the megaphone.

"Baga, damn Chinese, dare to despise me for being a little short leg, wait a minute, I will definitely use a bayonet to smash your chrysanthemum......"

The enraged devil shooter, following the sound, picked up his weapon and quietly approached the tree.

Li Hong had already left the tree, and the loudspeaker recording was just a means to attract and provoke the enemy, so that the opponent would lose his due judgment.

"Boom!"

The devil shooter aimed at the half of the steel helmet exposed behind the big tree, and the steel helmet flew out with a "quack".

"Yaga!"

The devil shooter was teased and scolded angrily.

At this time, Li Hongshen unknowingly walked around to the grass more than ten meters behind the devil.

"Hey, little short legs, are you looking for Lao Tzu?"

Hearing someone behind him, the devil instinctively turned around and picked up his weapon to shoot.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out.

Before the devil shooter could pull the trigger, a rifle bullet shot into his eyebrow.

"Poof"

A ball of plasma burst on the opponent's head, the back of his skull was shattered by the bullet penetration, and the devil shooter's body took a few steps backwards and fell to the ground unwillingly.

Li Hong walked up to the shooter, picked up the Mosin Nagant rifle that had fallen on the ground, and put it in the system warehouse.

The two devil shooters who had just died, one was a lieutenant and the other was a captain, and they were both special marksmen selected by the Itagaki Division of the Japanese Army.

The two of them sniped and killed a number of senior Chinese officers on the battlefield, but they didn't expect to fall under Li Hong's guns today.

After a while, hundreds of devil infantry chased after them when they heard the gunshots.

These little devils are panting, tired like dead dogs, and their physical strength has long been exhausted, so they barely have the strength to lift a gun.

"Little devil, Kang Mao, come here!"

Li Hong lifted the Gatling gun and frantically strafed the little devils who rushed in.

"Tutu Tu Tu Tu—"

Bullets poured out of the barrel of the Gatling, and the little devils screamed and screamed.

The destructive power of the Gatling gun was also very terrifying, and the rows of large trees around the mountain were stirred and fell to the ground.

The little devils had no cover to dodge, and the casualties were even greater, and the two infantry squadrons became Li Hong's live targets, and soon the enemy suffered more than half of the casualties.

"Whew!"

At this moment, the sound of a flare was heard in the distant sky.

Li Hong saw a signal flare flying into the sky, and knew that it was Shi Yibiao who sent him an evacuation signal, indicating that the doctor had finished operating on the wounded.

"Little devil, you play slowly, Lao Tzu will not be accompanied!"

Putting away the Gatling gun, Li Hong hurriedly slipped away, ran along the mountain to take a shortcut, and quickly converged with the security team.

His escape speed was surprisingly fast, and it was estimated that the missiles would not be able to catch up, and the little devil was left far behind.

This wave of devils' heads was harvested, and his system warehouse was full, like a mountain bag of messy things.

In less than five minutes, Li Hong returned to the meeting point of the mountain road.

Dealing with hundreds of little devils alone can make the security team soldiers worried.

"Boss, you're back!"

The soldiers of the security team were relieved to see Li Hong return safely.

Chen Shujun noticed the wound on Li Hong's neck, and then she stepped forward and said with concern: "Commander Li, I'll bandage the wound on your lower neck for you." ”

"No need, I'm fine, let's get out of here!"

Li Hong waved at her, and then beckoned the security team to get into the car, and quickly started the car and left.

The soldiers of the devil's motorized infantry brigade have been disabled, the commander has also been killed, and the little devil has been blocked again and again, so he can only give up the pursuit of the security team and retreat in disgrace.

……

Two days later, Li Hong led everyone to Xinxian (now Xinzhou) safely.

When the convoy drove to the gate of the county seat, I saw a group of soldiers wearing the uniforms of the Central Army and wearing steel helmets, running towards the convoy in a neat line.

"Stand!"

Dozens of soldiers of the Central Army stood in line on both sides of the convoy to be on guard.

"Boss, it seems that our security team has a lot of face, and even the Central Army is lined up to welcome us!" Hu Bald, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, said in surprise.

Li Hong looked at the vigilant Central Army and wondered in his heart, this pomp seems to be too big, right?

He is the head of a small security regiment, and he is not a general, why are these soldiers so popular.

A short time later, a high-ranking officer of the Central Army with the rank of lieutenant general came in stride, surrounded by several guards.

"I rub? It's actually a lieutenant general! No, Lao Tzu really has such a big face, even the lieutenant general came to welcome me? ”

When Li Hong saw the lieutenant general coming out of the city gate to greet him, he was immediately flattered and hurriedly stopped the car.

Straightening his clothes, he stepped out of the car, and then, with a few security guards, walked towards the lieutenant general.

"Stop!"

The guards stepped forward and stopped Li Hong and the others.

"Nima's, what's the situation, isn't Lao Tzu welcome, what does it mean to stop Lao Tzu?"

Li Hong muttered in a low voice, he really didn't understand what kind of reputation this lieutenant general was doing.