If it weren't for the voice, Nalan Xinghui and the others really wouldn't have recognized Yan Zhi in a white coat and strange glasses.

Seeing Major Yan appear with a gun, everyone was in good spirits.

Major Yan is now the backbone of everyone in the Chinese squad.

Yan Zhi's left hand was as steady as a rock, holding the 38 big cover, and his right hand pulled the trigger.

"Smack!"

A devil's head shook, and an Arizaka bullet opened a hole in his forehead, and a bewitching blood flower instantly rushed out from the back of his head, and the whole person fell backwards like an electric shock.

Yan Zhi succeeded with one shot, kept his feet on his feet, and continued to move to the left.

A short devil with a tanned black and purple face and a pig's head raised his gun and aimed at the lame Wu Zhonghua.

"Smack!"

Yan Zhi pulled the trigger a second earlier than the purple-faced little devil, and a bullet from Arisaka let out a soul-catching whistling sound, penetrating through the center of the pig's eyebrows, and exploded red, white, red-white irregular liquid behind his head, spraying everywhere in the golden sand.

Wu Zhonghua gritted his teeth, his left leg limped, bleeding non-stop, dripping on the yellow sand, leaving red marks like raindrops.

Nalan Xinghui grabbed Wu Zhonghua's left wrist and put it on her shoulder, helping him to walk towards the exit, and from time to time he returned his hand and fired a volley of bullets to suppress the devil behind him.

Yan Zhi continued to move to the left, holding the gun with his left hand, pulling the bolt with his right hand, pulling the trigger, only to complete it in 0.5 seconds, he didn't need to aim at all, just by feeling, another bullet lifted the head of a little devil.

"Smack!"

The brutal impact almost knocked off half of the little devil's head, and the whole person flew backwards and fell on the sand a meter away, holding the 38 big cover in his hand.

These three bullets opened the three heads, shocking the remaining five little devils on the spot.

These three shots were just fired in the blink of an eye, but the crosshairs and power were extremely brutal.

Murder and heartbreaking!

The bullets of the little devil's 38 big cover and the 97 sniper rifle can be used universally, and when the Japanese designed these two guns, they took into account the use of the same type of bullet to save resources.

The devil soldiers are most afraid of encountering gunners with crosshairs on the battlefield, although it is really rare to have crosshairs in the squadron.

And the marksmanship of this gunman wearing the emperor's ** medical uniform is not as simple as having a crosshair.

The remaining five little devils saw that the three companions were all shot in the head and died, knowing that they had met the opponent's ruthless, accurate, and spicy marksmanship, they were frightened and hurriedly fell down on the sand together.

The spirit of bushido must be needed, but it is not as important as life.

Because it was too hot in the desert, the devils were not wearing steel helmets, the three heads were almost blown off by bullets, the blood was still gushing out of the wounds, and the corpses were still twitching, making the other five little devils lying on the ground tremble.

"Smack!"

Another saka bounced through the heat wave and drilled through the eyebrows of a lying little devil.

"Bang!"

The upper half of the little devil's head was completely lifted open by the bullet, and the surging blood plasma and white brain pulp were hot and sprinkled on the face of another little devil next to him, so frightened that the little devil hurriedly threw away the gun in his hand, and screamed to wipe the hot, salty and sticky mixture on his face.

This marksmanship is terrifying!

"Smack!"

The gunshot in Yan Zhi's hand rang out again, and the last bullet in the chamber of the gun penetrated the palms of the little devil who wiped his face and shot directly into his throat, leaning back with his upper body, kneeling in the sand, swinging his body back and forth a few times without falling, he kept his face facing the sky in that posture, blood plasma gushed out from the front and back of his neck, and the bullet exploded a big hole in his neck, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

Of the eight devils, five were killed in a breath, and one died worse than the other, and the remaining three lay on the sand and arched their faces into the sand. Although they were in a state of despair, they could hear that the bullets in the chamber of the god-killing spear had run out, and even so, they still kept their heads in the sand and remained motionless, knowing that with the other party's methods, they would not have a chance to shoot at all, and even if they had the opportunity to shoot, they would not be able to hit the other party. The other party just wants to run, as long as they don't get up, don't pick up a gun, and don't pursue, the other party doesn't care about taking their lives.

But Yan Zhi didn't think so. After the five bullets were fired, he didn't change the magazine, and threw a forty-eight petal at the three little devils who were lying motionless on the ground.

Throw it in an arc.

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After the three little devils silently counted three times, sure enough, they did not hear the sound of the other party changing magazines, and both the Chinese and the Americans stopped shooting, and just when they were overjoyed and thought that a small life had been picked up, they heard a "poof" sound, and something was thrown in front of their heads.

The three little devils looked up almost at the same time and saw smoke from a 48-petal body with more than half of its body drilled into the sand......

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"Wu Zhonghua, gun!"

As soon as Yan Zhi's words fell, he shot the 38 big cover in his hand straight at a camel.

"Poof!" The head of the spear was plunged straight into the camel's head, and the huge camel fell to the ground with a bang, and Matt Baker's eyes widened when he saw it, and he even said how could it be.

Yan Zhi said sorry to the dead camel, and reached out to grab the Type 97 sniper rifle that Wu Zhonghua threw over.

"Xinghui, each of the four of you will ride a camel, and then kill all the remaining camels to prevent the devils from pursuing. Let's chase forward together, fight back and forth with the brothers in the bunker, and kill all the more than forty devils in the desert. ”

As Yan Zhi spoke, he flew up and rode onto the back of a camel.

"Oh!"

Yan Zhi couldn't help but scold "" again after screaming, and then raised his head with grinned teeth, and saw the questioning eyes cast by Nalan Xinghui.

Yan Zhi frowned and forcibly endured the pain, it was really painful! The first time I rode a camel, I almost smashed it in front of my fiancée, which was too embarrassing.

Seven or eight seconds later, seeing everyone on the camel, Yan Zhi glanced at his watch, and his face changed: "Hurry up, go quickly, go quickly, there are more than two minutes left, the time bomb is about to explode, the power of the explosion of the entire ammunition depot is comparable to that of a small nuclear bomb, and the huge blasting power will fly into the sky with the drawings of the atomic bomb and the rest of the little devils." ”

Yan Zhi raised the butt of the gun as he spoke, and smashed it hard on the buttocks of the camel under his crotch, and the camel was in pain, and immediately rushed forward like crazy.

Seeing the camel running in pain, Yan Zhi felt a little more balanced in his heart. Although I don't blame you for the pain, I blame you.

"Da ......" Matt Baker and Eva, Thomson in their hands opened fire, killing all the remaining dozen camels.

Although the desert camels are innocent, leaving them behind leaves a tool for the devil to pursue.

"Let's go!"

Wu Zhonghua said, threw the two forty-eight petals to the entrance, and then urged the camel, followed by Ava, Matt Baker, and Nalan Xinghui, followed Yan Zhi, and galloped away.

"Boom...... Boom......"

Five seconds later, the two forty-eight petals exploded, blasting the yellow sand into a semi-circular radiant circle with lethality, and frightened several devils who caught up after them to lie on the ground, not daring to move.

Yan Zhi urged the camel forward.

There was not even a trace of wind on the desert, and the blazing sun, like a big oven, enveloped the entire desert, and the dry heat rushed out a wave of heat, almost turning a grain of golden sand into a fiery red, and the surroundings were boundless.

Yellow sand,

blue sky and white clouds,

The sun is blazing.

Although there was no wind in the desert, the yellow sand in front of Yan Zhi was still tumbling and galloping, and dozens of camels of the little devil were lined up in a triangular formation, running forward unhurriedly, bringing up patches of sand clouds under his feet.

In front of more than forty camels, there were nearly a hundred captives who had been captured by the devils, running like flying, all of them were in good shape, and the speed of running was not inferior to that of camels, and they seemed to only run straight to the north in a straight line.

More than forty little devils didn't notice it at all, and Yan Zhi was four or five hundred meters away behind them.

After another moment, the nearly 100 captives running at the front were only a few hundred meters away from Bunker No. 1. 166 Reading Network