The forest was filled with the smell of gunsmoke, mixed with the smell of the dead and wounded, and the shattered trees blown up by grenades everywhere, and the powerful shock force frightened the birds within a radius of several kilometers into flying far away, and the beasts that smelled the smell of blood crept in, hid in the grass, and were ready to eat the corpses of the beasts were also frightened and fled.

The gunfire in the distance became tighter and tighter, and the gunfire of the 38 big cover almost covered the sound of the Zhongzheng rifle, and all the soldiers of the squad knew that this showed that Nie Yuanfeng's squad had fallen into a bitter battle.

Yan Zhi needs to quickly kill these devils in front of him and go to relieve Nie Yuanfeng, but at this time, he needs to be calm even more.

A few of the devil's wounded soldiers were still struggling in the woods, their desire to survive was stronger than ever, leaving a trail of blood and crawling deep into the woods, although they didn't know where to be safe, but they just wanted to escape from this terrible place of death first.

Hoel Robres fired all five rounds of arihan bullets, only hitting one of the devil's right arm, but the hapless man stumbled and fell, rolled on the spot into a patch of grass, did not immediately lose his combat effectiveness, and hid in the grass to examine the wound.

Hoel Robles was instantly disheartened when he saw his other four shots empty, he had been practicing sniper rifles for many years, and today he had nothing to do in the face of a moving live target, but the demonic Yan Zhi killed five devils in five seconds, and the gun hit the enemy's death hole. The battle between Hoel Robles and Yan Zhi over the sniper rifle is judged high and low!

At this moment, Hoel Robles was convinced by Yan Zhi's marksmanship.

Xu Zheyou's five shots only killed a devil, because the sniper scope of the sniper rifle saw a small target, so, in the face of a fast-running devil, Xu Zheyou felt that he had never been so powerless. Some time ago, when he used a sniper rifle to hit a still life, he was still complacent about his rapid progress, and at this moment, he deeply realized that his marksmanship was simply the ratio of rice grains and Haoyue compared to his commander.

Hoel Robris felt that he didn't need to waste time reloading the sniper rifle. For the first time, he felt that the sniper rifle he was usually proud of had turned into a piece of scrap metal in his hand.

The sniper rifle was born for the purpose of ambush, and Hoel Robres used to hit stationary people or objects, but at this time, in the face of the Japanese who were running in different lanes, he continued to use the sniper rifle, which was just a waste of ammunition and time. Even a veteran of a hundred battles, he knew that in a few moments, the bullets in the chambers of the Chinese soldiers would run out, and during the period of time when the soldiers changed magazines, it was time for the Japanese to take the opportunity to counterattack.

Hoel Robles casually threw his sniper rifle on the soft blades of grass and removed the Thomson submachine gun from his back, which he wanted to use to fill the firepower of the Chinese soldiers when they reloaded.

And Xu Zheyou also threw the sniper rifle on the dead leaves, and took the Zhongzheng rifle from behind, and the bullets in the breeches of the brothers were about to run out, and the Japanese were going to take the opportunity to counterattack.

Just when the Japanese felt that their best chance to fight back had arrived, Yan Zhi's gun went off.

One of the fastest Japanese soldiers raised his gun as he ran to aim at Ava, who was changing the magazine for the Thomson submachine gun, and before he could pull the trigger, he felt like he had been hit in the chest by a one-horned rhinoceros running at high speed, and the sharp horns went straight into his heart. At this moment, he felt the whole rhinoceros push into his chest, his heart and lungs popping out of his back, and then, only a dark world was left in front of him.

While running, Ava's steel helmet was hung by a tree branch to obscure her vision, and in order to make it easier to run, she simply hung the steel helmet on the back of her neck, and her blonde hair immediately became a target for devils. Yan Zhi saved her with one shot, she hurriedly put on a steel helmet to cover her blonde hair, and her heart almost jumped out of her heart.

On the battlefield, it looks useless, and it dies quickly.

Yan Zhi kept moving, his fingers pulled the trigger, breaking the arm of a devil who was about to throw the grenade forward, and the wrist that was out of his body held the grenade and jumped, and after a few heels in the air, it exploded when it was about to fall to the ground.

"Boom!"

The powerful circular radiation explosion exploded the little devil with the broken arm and the two companions on the left and right into the air.

"Ah~"

The screams of the three devils were only half screamed, and they came to an abrupt end in the bloody rain and the internal organs flying into the sky.

Jiao Dalei was changing the magazine, looking at the bloody and brutal explosion scene, and shouted loudly: "Oh my God, my commander hit three little devils with one shot, if I let the commander use the 92 infantry cannon, that one shell flew out, wouldn't it kill 300 little devils." ”

A Japanese soldier brandished a pistol and shouted as he ran: "The Shina people are changing magazines, and we rush to the plane with all our strength to organize a counterattack." ”

Yan Zhi's footsteps moved sideways, and another bullet spun with a "whoosh" whistling sound, drawing a phantom shadow in the dark forest, and directly drilling into the temple of the devil soldier Cao Cao with a pistol.

Yan Zhi shot three times and put down the five little devils, just between breaths. These three shots, like three thunderbolts, completely suppressed the momentum of the little devil who had just taken advantage of the opportunity.

These are the three shots that kill the heart.

All the little devils felt that they were coming from a strong killing force in the woods, but when they looked at it, they could only see a patch of green, and they could not see where the enemy was.

The camouflage uniform gave the squad a natural advantage, on the contrary, the devil's yellow military uniform became a conspicuous target in the turquoise forest.

"Killing devils with the chief is enjoyable, it's cool, it's his mother's unscrupulous killing of devils."

When the veteran soldier Zhao Fugui said this, he was still smiling.

He used to shrink his neck immediately when he heard the gunshot, where to drill safely, where to climb where the gunshots were sparse, but now, he is like a kind-faced butcher, with a sharp knife hidden in his smile, and when he finds the right opportunity, he can smash the big bones of the little devil with one shot.

The veteran never shoots in vain, and the veteran knows that the bullet is the money for the soldier's life, and it is the money that can buy the road that Lord Yama does not ask for.

One shot knocked down the three devils on the side of the company, and a Japanese warrant officer wearing white gloves, drawing out a captain's knife, and wanting to boost the morale of the army appeared in front of Yan Zhi's gun.

Yan Zhi likes the tendon-like charge of the Japanese army, for him, there is no difference between a stationary target and a moving devil, as long as the little devil appears within the range of his sniper rifle, its bullet is like Li Xunhuan's little Li flying knife, and there is no chance of missing a shot.

In the hearts of these Japanese soldiers, there is a bit of a bushido imprint. Since entering the Chinese battlefield, they have been invincible and invincible all the way, which makes them feel that the Japanese bushido spirit is noble and invincible in front of the Shina people. But now, more than a dozen of them have fallen to the ground with dead and wounded, but they have not killed even a single person of Zhina, which is simply a shame for the imperial soldiers.

At the same time, Hoel Robles and Xu Zheyou also set their eyes on the white-gloved warrant officer who was holding a lieutenant's knife.

“pia！”

Yan Zhi's fourth bullet was shot out from the muzzle of the gun.