When the little devil saw Zhou Weihua's figure rushing towards him, his mouth grew long, and the cold dagger in Zhou Weihua's hand slashed a cold light.

The dagger instantly pierced into the little devil's mouth, and fiery red blood splattered.

The little devil wanted to shout but couldn't, because his mouth had been pierced with a dagger.

The little devil's hand wanted to pull the trigger, but his hand was held down by Zhou Weihua and couldn't move.

Fiery blood kept pouring out of the little devil's mouth.

The little devil was struggling desperately, but his strength couldn't match Zhou Weihua's strength at all.

After the little devil struggled for a while.

Boom!

A bang rang out.

The little devil fell to the ground and died.

Zhou Weihua looked at his hands stained with blood, and a smell of blood came to his nose.

The smell of blood Zhou Weihua has long been accustomed to.

If he was still a newcomer, he would probably have vomited from the smell of blood.

……

A little devil is searching Zhou Weihua's body everywhere.

In particular, I saw movement in the grass.

The little devil got nervous.

Gripping the steel gun in his hand, he slowly walked towards the grass.

Grunt!

The little devil choked up.

Could it be that the enemy's sharpshooters are not dead?

Is he really invulnerable?

Probably not.

Didn't so many shell attacks hit him?

Or rather, the enemy's sharpshooters are dying in the grass.

Or rather, the sharpshooter was wounded and hid in the grass.

It's highly likely.

Step by step, the little devil approached the grass.

Keep your eyes peeled to prevent a sharpshooter from popping out of the grass or damaging him.

After the little devil fell to the ground, Zhou Weihua dragged the little devil's body aside and hid it.

After getting everything done, Zhou Weihua took the cold dagger and set off like another little devil.

"Bagaya Road, I know that you are hiding in the grass, hurry up and get out of the grass." The little devil shouted loudly into the grass with his gun raised.

But the grass didn't respond, it just shook.

Is there no one?

Or is the sharpshooter dying?

Yes, it must be dying.

Otherwise, when he approached the grass, the sharpshooters would have already shot at him, and even killed him.

After all, the kamikaze members all knew how powerful the Eighth Route Army's sharpshooter and pistol skills were, and they suffered a lot.

The little devil thought about it like this, and his mood instantly relaxed a lot.

Step by step, the little devil approached the grass.

Wait until he is in front of the grass, and then use his bayonet to slowly break through the grass to see what is inside.

When the little devil opened the grass, he found a wounded rabbit struggling inside.

Eight Ga Ya Road.

It turned out to be just a wounded rabbit.

Lao Tzu thought it was the corpse of an enemy.

It made Lao Tzu nervous to death

Call!

The little devil suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, at the moment when the little devil relaxed, a black shadow pounced on the little devil like a tiger.

The cold bayonet instantly pierced the little devil's heart.

Multiply!

A splatter of blood splattered out.

The blood from the boiling soup fell on Zhou Weihua's face.

Zhou Weihua pierced the little devil's heart with one hand, and the other covered the little devil's mouth to prevent him from making any sound.

The little devil kept struggling.

Bang!

Just then, a gunshot rang out.

The little devil fired his pistol with his last hope.

the groove.

After Zhou Weihua heard the gunshot, he scolded directly.

it.

Lao Tzu worked so hard to get everything, and he actually broke it with a shot for you.

Zhou Weihua was angry and twisted the little devil's head hard.

Click!

The sound of bones breaking sounded.

The little devil lost his struggle in an instant, and went directly to the underworld to see Lord Yama.

Zhou Weihua frowned, he had already heard the sound of another little devil rushing to this side.

Zhou Weihua looked at the corpse of the little devil, he had no time to deal with it.

Now the lad has discovered his existence, but don't worry, now there is only a little devil left.

Zhou Weihua's figure hid instantly.

When the little devil named Tianming arrived at the scene, he found that his teammates were already lying on the ground, and the fiery red blood had turned the soil into blood red.

The little devil was terrified when he saw this scene, could it be that the enemy's sharpshooter had not been killed by the shell?

Does he really have an impregnable wall?

Truly immortal.

It can't be, so many shells.

Tianming didn't believe that Zhou Weihua was still alive, but he saw that his teammates were in front of him. Then I have to believe it.

The little devil gently walked over to the corpse of his teammate and examined it.

I found out that my teammate was pierced in the heart and his neck was broken.

It seems that others are extraordinary.

It may or may not be the enemy's sharpshooter.

It scared the little devil very much.

The enemy is really scary.

Zhou Weihua, who was hiding somewhere, was observing the little devil's every move.

Zhou Weihua was thinking about whether to shoot or not.

After all, now there is only a little devil left.

In the end, Zhou Weihua still wanted to finish off the little devil by shooting.

Zhou Weihua took out his HK14 marksman rifle, opened the lid of the scope, and aimed directly at the little devil's head.

"Die." Zhou Weihua gently pulled the board machine.

Chirp!

The pitch-black muzzle of the bullet spewed out, through layers of air, and directly into the little devil's head.

The red and yellow things splashed in front of the scope, and the little devil fell to the ground in response, and went directly to see Lord Yama.

Call!

Zhou Weihua breathed a sigh of relief after killing the five little devils.

The wound on his shoulder was still bleeding, and he had to deal with it at this point, or it would be ruined.

Zhou Weihua can only exchange some drugs to treat his wounds when he enters the system.

……

After hearing a gunshot just now, Sajiro also used his binoculars to look at the area that had just been bombarded with mortars, and whether his own soldiers had killed the sharpshooter with guns.

But after observing for a while, he did not see his own soldiers.

Could it be that something happened to his own soldiers?

Probably not, with so many shells bombarding the entire area just now, does the sharpshooter have nine lives?

The sharpshooter is not a cat, how can he have nine lives?

It must have been their own soldiers who found the enemy sharpshooter in a hidden corner that was not dead, so they refilled the guns.

Right.

It must be so.

That's exactly what Sajiro imagined.

"Report, Your Excellency, Captain." In fact, a member of the kamikaze special forces came to Sajiro's side.

"What's the matter?" Sajiro asked directly.

"Your Excellency, your Excellency, our attacking team has not broken through the enemy's defensive line for a long time, the enemy's defensive strength is very strong, and the weapons and equipment they use are really impossible to penetrate, and our charging team has retreated." The kamikaze members reported the situation truthfully.

They had already organized two or three attacks, but they were still bombarded by enemy fire, which undoubtedly gave them a lot of headaches.

"Eight Ga Ya Road." Sajiro scolded directly.

"Your Excellency, what should we do now? Unable to break through the enemy's defensive lines, then we have no way to storm the enemy's secret base. "The little devil is waiting for Sajiro's tactical arrangement.