Hoel Robles could clearly see through the sniper scope that a 50×6.5mm bullet was drilled directly into the forehead of a man without a steel helmet, blasting half of his head off and splashing it in the face of another devil three meters away.

At this moment, Hoel Robles's blood almost coagulated, the marksmanship of this Chinese major named Yan Zhi has reached the realm of supernatural mastery, not to mention that he will never be able to practice this terrifying precision lethality, even if you look at the entire U.S. Marine Corps, you can't find anyone who can match it.

These four shots were so fast that when the four Japanese were shot and fell to the ground, the companions around them had not yet reacted.

These four shots took less than four seconds, and this demonic Yan Zhi pulled the trigger four times while moving. How is this possible? Don't you have to pull the bolt, you don't have to aim, you don't have to relieve the recoil of a sniper rifle? And you'll have to move quickly and pull the trigger on the move. This, how is this possible?

The proud, even arrogant, words of the Chinese soldier seemed to ring in the ears of Hoel Robles: "Under the guns of our commanders, there is no living mouth within 800 meters." ”

This sentence is too domineering, but I didn't witness Yan Zhi's domineering four shots and four lives in four seconds.

At this moment, Hoel Robles even began to doubt himself, with such a killing god as a teammate, why should I choose to charge forward? For example, I didn't use heavy artillery to bombard the enemy's strong bunkers, but instead sent soldiers with bayonets to storm the bunkers.

Yan Zhi shot the last bullet in the chamber.

The Japanese soldier turned his face to see that his companion's head was blooming, and before he could retract his body from behind the tree, Yan Zhi's fifth arisaka bullet had already pierced his chest, taking away a piece of flesh the size of a bowl from his back.

“pia！”

When the sound of a typewriter-like gunshot rang in Hoel Robles' ears again, he saw another Japanese soldier being shot in the chest and let out a scream, completely hanging the hearts of all the devils in this forest.

In five seconds, Yan Zhi moved five steps and fired five shots, killing all the five little devils in the opposite forest with their bodies exposed outside the trunks.

The sniper rifle in Xu Zheyou's hand rang out, hitting a devil in the shoulder, the spinning bullet tore a piece of meat from the devil's shoulder, and then burrowed into the trunk of a tree behind him, he let out a scream of pain, rolled to the ground looking for cover, and shouted "I was shot, I was shot." ”

Hoel Robles' gun rang out almost at the same time as Xu Zheyou's, and there was a bullet grazing the steel helmet of a devil, making a "snort" sound, and a few sparks burst out, so frightened that the devil fell directly to the ground, rolling and crawling behind another big tree.

All of them shrank behind tree trunks almost at the same time, trying to find out where the bullets were coming from in the dark woods. As long as you can see white smoke or lilac tongues of fire in the dark, you can find the place where the bullets are coming from. But they only saw their companions fall to the ground, heard their screams, but did not hear the gunshots, and could not find the source of the bullets. It's horrible.

The combination of the 6.5mm Arisaka bullet and the Type 97 sniper rifle has two incredible advantages, that is, the muzzle of the gun emits a flash point when firing, which is almost negligible, so the sniper can get cover in the dark.

Unlike other sniper rifles, the Type 97 sniper rifle spits out tongues of fire that are almost natural in color, and are not easily detected during the day.

Not knowing where a murderous bullet will come from is the most terrifying thing on the battlefield.

Suddenly, the explosion of a forty-eight-petal grenade behind the devil sounded, followed by the sound of gunfire, and eight soldiers including Fang You and Wu Zhonghua launched a fierce attack from both sides behind the devil, not caring whether they wasted bullets or not.

In less than ten seconds just now, the devil suffered heavy casualties, five dead and two wounded, but he didn't know where the bullet came from, and at this time, he heard the forty-eight petals behind him suddenly sound, and the first reaction of all the devils was that the enemy came from behind.

The power of the explosion of the forty-eight petals forced the remaining devils to run towards the open space in front of them. There is a huge wreckage of the plane in the open space, which can be used as cover, and then organize the defense and seek opportunities to attack.

A dozen devils?

"Da Da Da, Da ......"

The two Thomson submachine guns, spitting light blue flames, poured down towards the devils from the edge of the forest on both sides, and the broken branches of the bullets were scattered everywhere, and the residual leaves were scattered.

"Smack......

Although the rate of fire is not as fast as Thomson's, the Zhongzheng rifle can save bullets very well in jungle warfare, and the Thomson submachine gun shoots out a row of bullets, most of which hit trees, which is why Yan Zhi still prefers Zhongzheng rifles in this top-secret mission.

There were two little devils, who were hit several times by a typewriter-like Thomson submachine gun, and fell to the ground, one of the devils clutched and spasmed on the ground with his neck in his hands, and the plasma continued to spurt out from his fingers to form a blood mist, and there was also plasma overflowing from his mouth, his eyes were red, and he wanted to call for help but couldn't, watching everything around him become a reflection......

Another little devil was hit by three bullets in one of his legs, and his leg bones were shattered into several pieces, crying and begging his companions to help him.

The battlefield is not a movie theater, and when you are too busy to take care of yourself, no one will risk their lives to save their wounded comrades in the rain of bullets.

There is a famous saying on the battlefield: If you want to save people, the premise is that you must first ensure that you do not die, otherwise, all your feats will become meaningless.

Yan Zhi had already changed the magazine, he picked up the 97-type sniper rifle with the handle and green linen wrapped around the gun, his palm was still clean, and his calm face was full of murderous intent.

When the little devil ran out of the forest, Yan Zhi did not shoot, but silently counted the number of devils.

At this time, all the firepower of the squad is in full swing, and after a while, the bullets in each person's gun will be exhausted almost at the same time, and during the time when everyone changes magazines, the devils with battlefield experience can ease up and organize defense.

One, two, three......

A total of seventeen devils were driven out of the woods.

Under the attack of eight people in the squad smashing dozens of forty-eight petals in a row, no matter which country's troops, they must come out. Because there is no one who is not afraid of death, and no soldier will be stupid enough to face bullets and grenades.

Seventeen devils, almost in a horizontal line, ran out of the forest and towards the clearing in front of them. As soon as they enter the clearing, the remains of the aircraft can help them recover.

The bullets made a "whoosh" sound, weaving sparse purple-gray dotted nets with overlapping shadows in the dark forest, and it was not enough to completely entangle the devils in the net.

All the devils have undergone rigorous training before entering the Chinese battlefield, and they know that the first wave of the enemy's attack will pass soon, and the short time when the enemy changes magazines is the best opportunity for them to find cover and slow down.

The devils didn't shoot blindly. They only calculated the enemy's position while running, and the five bullets in the chamber of the gun were the capital of their Jedi counterattack, and they would never be untargeted.

Sure enough, the sound of guns and bullets from the first wave of attacks began to thin out after three seconds.