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The decaying ghost was still surprised by Lu Hang's radical way of waking up: "You...... You okay? ”

"It's okay...... Had a nightmare. ”

Actually, it was a dream that I was willing to have for a lifetime, Lin Xue, the great god...... The army was served, and I was afraid. From that morning to now, he still lost his mind from time to time, and later made up his mind to block out his memories, and the result was ...... Can memories turn into dreams? Do you want to let people live?

Stabilized his mind and faced the decaying ghost again: "Why are you back?" ”

The declining ghost returned to Kongzhuang, and came back after Wang Qiangxiao of the Iron Tower and a group of wounded who had basically recovered, leaving only the rat still lying in the health team of the large regimental department. The decaying ghost found that it was more difficult to mix in the regiment headquarters than in Kongzhuang, where no one looked at him well, although it stinked enough with the special warfare company, but Kongzhuang Village on the other side was a very inclusive place, and Kongzhuang Village was a real safe haven.

"Chief Zhou, there's something...... I've got to tell you, I'm actually ......."

"I don't need to explain. I know that you have been instructed to sue the king...... Actually, it didn't make sense, I would have beaten you, and you deserved it. I do. ”

"You...... Willing? The ghost was confused and couldn't understand what it meant.

The political commissar had approached Lu Hang alone, so Lu Hang said this casually, and he was not interested in explaining more, so he asked instead: "Is there anything else?" ”

"Hey...... What about me...... As a member of the masses, I am embarrassed to always stand in the place where the special operations company is, so I want to ...... Go to the village on the other side and set up a nest, it's okay, right? ”

Lu Hang looked at the appearance of the decaying ghost, turned to look at the little girl's residence, and smiled: "It's not that I hold a grudge, this matter really doesn't belong to me." She is the village chief, if she doesn't nod, you will find me to find the widow of the horse in vain, it is useless to shoehorn you over, if you want to become a person from Kongzhuang Village to receive rations and live by yourself, you have to find her to solve it. ”

"Can you still get rations? I can...... Living on your own? ”

The decaying ghost immediately widened his eyes, and turned his head to look at the other side, the village was very small and rotten, there were children making trouble, and there were adults laughing, and people were busy, busy rebuilding dilapidated houses, busy clearing wasteland. After living in the bloody barracks for a long time, I have forgotten how my home originated, and I dare not hope that it is a home, or a nest, as long as I no longer drift, such as this river......

"Xiaolin, you don't have to be nervous. Move gently when exiting the position. Don't break the branches again, never break again, I'm not your father. ”

He crouched in the grass, holding the two-and-a-half-fold scope and watching, and after a while, he pulled the gun around him and mounted the scope on the mounting slot on the left side of the receiver. This gun doesn't look much different from all the Tomosaka rifles, except that it's a selection of thousands of Tomaka rifles, with a slight reduction in weight, and then a slot on the left side of the receiver for mounting the scope.

"Xiaolin, do you know, I don't like to call this a scope, I call it 'three hundred', when I was a student, we all called it three hundred, do you know why? You won't know. ”

This is a two-point five-fold scope, 10-degree observation range, so far, whether it is'38 sniper' or '97 sniper' use this, because the devil currently only has this type of scope, there is no range adjustment, and there is no wind deviation adjustment, after loading it on the gun, if you want to hit the target with the midpoint of the reticle in the lens, the target must be exactly 300 meters away, if it is greater than 300 meters, the reticle should be raised accordingly, if it is less than 300 meters, it needs to be lowered. It's okay to hit fixed targets with this scope, and hit moving targets...... Very painful!

This backward design led to the fact that the original gun ruler was not canceled, so that shooters who did not adapt to the scope could still use the ruler for regular aiming, which was the reason why the seat slot position was chosen to the left of the receiver, in order not to obscure the original gun ruler.

"Okay. Now let me take a look...... Not bad, the goal ...... Within the comfort zone. Actually, I don't like to use a ruler, at least the lens is a little clearer. The sound of his breathing slowed down and faded into the wind.

……

After being high-spirited and dying again and again, Wang Qiang finally began to understand why Lu Hang was so numb and cold. That's just his present, not his past.

Inside, he sat quietly, staring blankly at the shell gun that had just been maintained in his hand, inexplicably lonely and inexplicably sad. Once a young and optimistic heart, yearning for blood, regretting that he had no scars, and wanting to become a soldier like Lu Hang, has it now been realized?

At least not handsome, finally qualified to laugh at others for being a little white face, he smiled, the smile was still young and handsome, the scar that had just healed twitched on the handsome cheeks along with the smile, and was reflected extremely clearly by the sunlight leaking through the window. Actually, he was more handsome, but with that smile...... It's no longer clear.

The door was pushed open, and the soldier saw the half-face smile in the light mapping, and subconsciously glanced at it but there was no one else, and said directly: "Platoon commander, the one who changed the post has not come back yet!" ”

Recovering his expression, he slipped the shell gun into his holster and sighed: "Which whistle?" ”

"The eye of the fork. I went to the sentry early in the morning, and I haven't seen the sentry back until now. ”

"Got it." He stood up, no matter when and where, he habitually straightened the military appearance first, and then pinched the curvature of the hat like Lu Hang, and wore it seriously.

……

Smoke flew, frantically again and again, outside that sturdy window.

The sound of machine guns rang out again and again, and then again and again fell silent; Inside the window, corpses, bullet casings, and dried blood, undried blood, blood that was flowing, blood that had just begun to pour out. It felt like the light was dim, dim, just the damn window, blindingly bright, as if it was heaven out there.

Basically, they were all shot through the head, or throat, one at a time, and the next one climbed up to the window, re-set up the machine gun, and shot again, but the company commander was already red-eyed, and ordered frantically, and screamed frantically, completely ignoring that the window had already eaten half of the company alive, because outside the window was not only roaring and rumbling, but also the iron hooves were rumbling.

"It's going to run out...... Brother, I've got it, I've got to kill that bastard! I'm going to kill him! ”

"Fart! Come with me now! "In the violent tremor, the decaying ghost burst out of the dust, and between the ruins and broken walls, there were flying and impacting everywhere, falling rocks rained down, and the nearest shock wave knocked him away on the spot, who had just rushed out of the bunker, followed by a large cloud of gunpowder smoke and dust.

When I opened my eyes again, I couldn't hear anything, there was silence, only blood and gunsmoke. A young figure, carrying Ma Sihuan, moved forward swiftly in the smoke of gunpowder, becoming more and more faint.

It was his younger brother, his own brother, the younger brother who was brought up by the decrepit ghost begging, until he became a soldier, thinking that he could live happily ever after, and he no longer had to starve and depend on each other. The younger brother is also angry, he can do his best as a beggar, and he can be the best when he is a soldier, and his marksmanship is the first, which is all the glory of the declining ghost.

"Two ghosts! Get the hell out of here! The ghost screamed, trying to get up, and rushed into the smoke to chase after him.

The air pounded violently again and again, flying and flying endlessly, and after a single gunshot, the decrepit ghost saw the dirty and bloody face, smiled proudly, and was shouting at him, "The bastard is finished!" I ......"

The snipers of the devil were two, and one died and the other shot.

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