Li Yuan, who escaped death, did not get up immediately, he quietly poked his head out again, and there was a dead silence on the wasteland, and all the corpses of the national army were lying in a mess. "No matter, life matters." Climb out of the pit, pick up the broken gun, and face a sense of vicissitudes...

As a veteran military game and shooting game player (ps: this is not the credit of the system), Li Yuan still recognized that this was a Hanyang-made 88-type rifle, and the basic operating principle was still good (in the era of warlord melee, until the end of the Anti-Japanese War, Hanyang-made has always been one of the main weapons in China, although it is two generations behind the Chinese and formal ones, and one generation behind the Japanese-style 38 rifle, but it is a strong and reliable rifle).

Back in the pit, he clumsily pulled the bolt and pulled back the two bullets inside.

I don't expect to dismantle the gun for inspection, I'm afraid that if it is dismantled, it won't be able to be installed, the muzzle is down, the magazine is open, and it pats hard to shake out the dirt and dust.

Re-pressed in 5 bullets, loaded, Li Yuan made an aiming posture towards the small tree not far away, ** shoulder, three lines in one, fingertips pulled the trigger, slowly adjusted breathing, "biu".

After entertaining himself for a while, Li Yuan half lay in the pit, drinking cold water to suppress his shock, trying to suppress his chaotic heart, judging from his experience of reading time-traveling novels, it is impossible to go back......

"The devil who chased after him should be a scout, but there must be a large army behind, so you have to hurry up and find someone to ask for directions." After chasing the devil for about 5 minutes, Li Yuan decided that he couldn't stay any longer, if a devil was killed by the big army, it would be too sad.

Following the direction of the routed troops, that is, the direction in which the devil was chasing, Li Yuan chased after him with a gun. Passing by the few stabbed soldiers, the penetrating wounds of bullets and the fatal wounds of bayonets, still bubbling with blood like the spit of babies.

Forcibly enduring the tumbling river and sea in his stomach, Li Yuan trembled and closed his eyes for them, hastily packed up more than 30 rounds of ammunition and two pairs of leggings, took 7 silver dollars, picked a bayonet and scabbard that looked good, there was basically no food and water, and the others did not move again, bowed, and in the gust of cold wind, Li Yuan turned around and left.

Hanyang made a total length of 95.5 centimeters, a net weight of 3.166 kilograms, the bullet is a round head, composed of smokeless ** and metal-wrapped bullets, weighing about 20 grams, more than 40 rounds is two catties, although the whole body is more than a dozen pounds, as a strengthened man, Li Yuan trotted along the gunfire for about 20 minutes, but he didn't sweat at all.

Along the way, Li Yuan collected a lot of weeds, made a grass ring and put it on his hat, cut a few holes in the military uniform and inserted the weeds, and cut it with leggings to make a simple camouflage for Hanyang.

Vaguely seeing a figure three or four hundred meters ahead, Li Yuan hurriedly found a place with dense grass to lie down.

"I'm going to go, this strengthening potion is indeed a good thing, it's better to be a special soldier", Li Yuan hurriedly took out the kettle and compressed biscuits, and swallowed it secretly, the black steamed bun didn't know what it was made of, and he really didn't have the courage to try.

The devils in front of them are indeed negligent, and there will be people leaning up behind them, and it is no wonder that they have little resistance after chasing all the way, just like wolves hunting, comparing marksmanship with each other, shouting and shouting to drive the routs together, keeping one direction forward, and eating layer by layer.

Li Yuan leaned forward little by little, the rout may have stopped and was resting, and the devil soldiers were not in a hurry, not wanting to push too hard and cause a counterattack.

After climbing for less than two hundred meters, worried about being discovered by the devil, Li Yuan stopped, and his heartbeat was about to pop out of his mouth.

The hands holding the gun were all sweaty, Li Yuan wiped his clothes vigorously, and quietly leaned out of the Hanyang frame on a small mound of dirt that he had piled up by himself, (to prevent himself from being nervous and shaking and affecting his shooting).

"At a distance of about two hundred meters, the wind speed ... Well, headwind, let's not think about it yet, the target, it must be a machine gunner, it's a bit difficult to aim at the head, just aim for the stomach... Take a deep breath, take a deep breath" Li Yuan kept muttering, trying to make himself less nervous.

The fingertips pressed down slightly, feeling the rebound of the trigger spring, and just when Li Yuan decided to press it down completely, the devil machine gunner suddenly picked up the machine gun and ran forward.

"It's a dog" Li Yuan looked at the rout soldiers who started running again, and almost didn't jump up and scold. The devil quickly followed, and eliminated a few unlucky routs who were left behind.

Li Yuan patiently lay in the grass, and waited until the devil soldiers ran away, then he got up with a curse, followed the devil from a distance, and perfected his disguise along the way, trying to look coordinated and natural.

It was another long march, and the two sides stopped again, and after firing a few shots at each other, there was no sound again, except for the occasional devil firing a shot at the exposed rout.

After taking a few breaths of breath, Li Yuan stopped lying on his stomach, bent over with his head stuffy, and drilled in a place deep in the grass.

It took more than ten minutes to stick to the left side of the devil's resting place, always maintaining a distance of 100 meters, making an arc circle, and was stunned to drill into the left front of the devil, near the rout.

"It seems that the camouflage effect is not bad, we can't wait any longer, who knows where the devil's army is." Li Yuan lay in the grass and laughed stupidly.

There wasn't much water in the space, Li Yuan took a small sip and looked at the two quiet camps obscenely.

His eyes rolled, Li Yuan no longer hesitated, and probably aimed in the direction of the devil, "Bang!" ”

And then there was no then ... Li Yuan continued to lie on the spot, motionless, staring at the devil...

At a distance of hundreds of meters, for a rookie who fired for the first time, there was basically no possibility of hitting the target, and the bullet flew past the machine gunner with a "boom".

Although I wasn't hit, the devil didn't do it, but I'm a hunter, and I was almost injured by my prey, which was too embarrassing.

Not to mention, pick up the machine gun, and face the rout is a shuttle (here I have to talk about the machine gun used by the devil, the Taisho 11 light machine gun, in fact, is the legendary "crooked handle", the gun weighs 20 pounds, and it is quite awkward to use, but its unique ** ammunition supply method, with the help of a deputy shooter, can ensure good firepower coherence).

The rout soldiers are gone, and the clay figures also have three points of fire, and they have been chased for a day, and they have been hit by the devils here, and they have raised their guns to shoot back, but they are not as good as Li Yuan's.

The devil also immediately began to fire back in an orderly manner, the rifle was suppressed in the middle, and the machine gunner fired long and short shots, so that the rout quickly hugged his head and lay down halfway.

The devil's sub-shooter constantly filled the ** into the "crooked handle", forming a continuous fire suppression; Three rifles on the left and right form two battle groups, cats on their waists, doing tactical movements, slowly pressing, and from time to time kneeling or lying on their stomachs to fire.

Fortunately, the devil's machine gunner has good skills, and the point of bullet is basically on the head of the rout, which can't hinder Li Yuan.

The crooked handle has an effective range of 600 meters, but when the infantry is less than 200 meters away from the rout, they begin to suppress the rout on the spot regardless of the accuracy, while the devil machine gunner and the sub-shooter hold the machine gun and start to sprint forward.

When observing the distance with the naked eye, the head and shoulders of people can barely be distinguished at 400 meters, the facial features are unclear at 300-250 meters, but the color of the clothes can be clearly distinguished, and the buttons on the clothes and the position of the water bottle belt can be distinguished at 170-150 meters.

I have to say that the basic combat qualities of the devils are still there, and the tactical actions of evasion are very standard.

But at this moment, the opportunity for Li Yuan to wait has finally come!

Li Yuan knew that his marksmanship was not good, and he didn't even have to think about hitting sports targets.

100 meters lying position to shoot a sports target, aiming does not need to change the aiming point, of course, he can't count. But as a game pose player, he has brains!

The devil was rushing forward, in Li Yuan's eyes, the person's body began to get bigger, he supported the ground with his elbows, the gun was mounted on the small mound, he held his palm twice, ** firmly against his shoulder, his cheeks were pasted, his eyes narrowed, and he aimed at the waist of the machine gunner who was carrying the machine gun at the end.

Then moved forward a distance of about twenty meters, the adrenaline immediately began to surge, took a deep breath, and then held it, the tip of the right finger began to press down, the left hand grasped the body of the gun slightly, there was silence in the ear, just when the devil was still one step away from the place where he was aiming, the gun finally rang out again.

The recoil of the bullet flying out at an initial velocity of 639 meters per second shook Li Yuan's shoulder, and the upward trend of the muzzle was pressed by his powerful force, and it accurately hit the devil's abdomen 0.3 seconds later.

At this time, after flying more than 100 meters, the outer trajectory of the circular warhead made by Hanyang almost reached the zero cut-off point, and immediately after hitting the target, it became unstable, rolled and deformed in its body, and released all the kinetic energy, forming a shootable cavity effect.

The Devil Heavy took two steps forward and threw himself to the ground, throwing his machine gun aside, clutching his stomach and wailing.

The devil's deputy shooter also found a problem at this time, and hurriedly turned around to help, shouted cover in his mouth, threw the rifle, and dragged the machine gunner with both hands to find a place to cover, but how could Li Yuan just let him go.

After the successful hit, Li Yuan did not transfer immediately, the adrenaline was still working, and he was excited to bet that no one would be able to find him.

Bullets loaded, cool aiming, "bang"! The secondary shooter fell to the ground, and the bullet entered his bent back, shattering the lobes of his lungs, and he couldn't even scream, and his face immediately turned red.

The devils began to realize that something was wrong, and the six of them slowly and vigilantly took advantage of the environment to retreat to the vicinity of the two wounded soldiers.

Li Yuan took the opportunity to infiltrate the devil in the direction of the devil.

Suddenly, the devil shouted, and then there was a burst of indiscriminate beatings at the place where Li Yuan had shot before, only to hit the withered grass all over the sky, which frightened Cheng Li Yuan into sweating.

At this time, the rout soldiers also seemed to find that something was wrong, and someone shouted "run", and they all ran away.

"If you come up to help, you'll die!" Li Yuanqi's straight liver hurts.

However, he didn't plan to give up, and since he could put down two, the rest was not a problem.

The Devil's sub-shooter had been suffocated to death by himself, but the Heavy was still gasping. The two devils stepped forward and set up the one who was still alive and hid to the side to check the injuries.

"The system prompts, kill a Japanese soldier, get 10 kill points, and the first kill mission is completed (1/10)"