|151Kanshu.com text|.| Chapter 8: The Opportunity (Part 4)

The ranks of the little devils are highly hierarchical. Even if it is also a low-level soldier sleeping in the open with a rifle and his back to a car. The soldiers are also to occupy the center of the line. Rely on the body temperature of his subordinates to resist the night wind that is already a bit penetrating in the late autumn of the grassland.

The rifle in Zhao Tianlong's hand easily found a squad leader. Adjust your breathing. Slowly use the front sight on the rifle to place the top of the person's left chest. Cao Dagai, a devil army full of evil, dreamed of how to bully the Chinese people in the city. The fat pig's face was full of sinister smiles. Suddenly. His body twitched. The smile on his face completely turned into pain. Meanwhile. A crisp gunshot rang out over the camp. Woke up the whole steppe.

"Quack quack ......." Countless waterfowl fly from the river. Hula cut out the starlight overhead.

"Ho. Ho. Ho ....... "The captain of the devil squad put his hands on his chest. Tumbling in pain on the ground. Struggle. Gulping out blood. It's a bit far away. Zhao Tianlong's shot didn't hit him directly in the heart. Instead, it pierced his left rib. The bullets of the thirty-eight guns rolled in his chest with the residual momentum. Mash the left lobe into a pulp.

The ghost soldiers, awakened from their sleep by the sound of gunfire, couldn't figure out what was going on. Watching his boss roll and spit out dark red pieces of flesh. I was so scared that my scalp was numb. Half a day. Someone opened their throats and screamed for warning." Enemy attack. Enemy attack. That sniper. That Chinese sniper is back again."

"Enemy attack. Enemy attack. That sniper is nearby!" All the ghost soldiers who slept around the car were affected. While screaming and lying on the ground. While picking up three or eight guns and firing four times, he shot indiscriminately." Ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong" "Ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong" The sound of bean-like gunshots instantly resounded throughout the night sky. Even if the gods come, they can't tell the difference between friend and foe. Take advantage of the chaos of the little devils. Zhao Tianlong calmly fired two more shots. One of the bullets landed in the air because of the rapid movement of the target. Another bullet knocked a devil officer to the ground who had rushed out of the tent to gather his ranks.

The successive casualties terrified the devils even more. There is no time to tell where the bullet is coming from. Shoot wildly at all self-proclaimed targets. Take advantage of the fact that the little devils don't have time to take care of the car. Zhang Songling blocked the upper edge of the muzzle with the branches of the vinegar willow tree. Aim for cars on the other side of the river. Shoot steadily." Ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong", five bullets flew out one after another. The four tires facing the river bank were beaten into wilted cucumbers.

"Shhhh Hiss.."" Hiss.." In the midst of a chaotic burst of gunfire. The sound of the tires deflating is particularly short and eerie. It only took about half a minute. Both cars leaned towards the river at the same time. Several ghost soldiers who were hiding near the car and seeking shelter jumped up in fright. Pick up the gun and scurry around like a fly. The bright calcium carbide lamps in the camp illuminated them into live targets. Zhao Tianlong, who was worried about finding the target more and more difficult, quickly adjusted the muzzle. Pull the trigger." Ping-pong, ping-pong" is two shots again. Discount a devil's thigh. Another devil's ass burned a hole.

"Help me. Help me.."" Help me.. Help.." The wounded devil soldier lies in a pool of blood. Hand over wound. Screaming and rolling back and forth. Because of the pursuit of range too much. The kinetic energy carried by the 38 bullets when they are discharged is extremely large. Hit the target at close range. It is easy to penetrate directly. The killing effect is very criticized by users. But at a distance of close and more than two hundred meters . The damage effect of the 38 bullet is the opposite of that at close range. Instead of piercing the target, the bullet will not penetrate the target. And it will tumble and spin rapidly. Stir the muscles and blood vessels near the wound into a pulp.

The soldiers from the same area as the wounded could not bear to watch the blood of the village party run dry and die. Pull out your first aid kit. Creeping towards a pool of blood. This is an action that should definitely be encouraged from a normal human perspective. But he was severely reprimanded by a nearby devil officer." No past. No one is allowed to go over and save those two fools. Hurry up and find out the sniper's location for me. He's wreckaging cars. His purpose was to wreck the car."

"He's wrecking cars again."

"He's wrecking cars again." A few sycophants who thought they were clever followed the officer and shouted loudly. Remind fellow workers to protect vital military supplies. And themselves. Then try to stay away from the car. Keep away from the area near the calcium carbide lamp. so as not to suffer from the fish in the pond.

This kind of behavior without a sense of responsibility and military honor. The scene in the camp is becoming more and more chaotic. Almost all of the devil soldiers at the bottom no longer care if the car will capsize. Lie on the ground. Aimlessly placing guns. Let the officers shout as much as they want. He refused to stand up again.

Zhao Tianlong and Zhang Songling, on the other side of the river, continued to fire calmly. One specifically aimed at devils. A wholeheartedly continues to wreck the car. More casualties are in the ranks of the devils. More bullet holes appear near already shriveled tires and car fuel tanks. Until the devil soldiers from other parts of the camp rushed over with machine guns to support. The two brothers tacitly stopped pulling the trigger. Hide behind the willow bushes and pick up the hot bullet casings one by one. Pellet warehousing.

"Tutu Tu Tu. Sudden protrusion. "The devil mobilized three crooked light machine guns........ A crutch-heavy machine gun. Shooting wildly at the dark riverbank. It looks terrifyingly loud. But it didn't hurt the two brothers. In the sneak attack just now. Most of the muzzle flames were blocked by thorny willow branches. It's hard to spot without looking closely. And the devil soldiers were suddenly awakened from their sleep. I can't do too much of the right reaction. I didn't have the courage or the ability to star, but I narrowed my eyes and carefully captured the momentary glimmer when the bullet was discharged.

The other side of the river was combed three times in succession with machine guns. The little devils are just a little frightened. Under the command of a second lieutenant hiding behind a tent. Trembling, they began to assemble in small detachments. Prepare to launch a counterattack on the opposite shore .

That sniper must be found. Even if he has been swept to pieces by a heavy machine gun. Piece his body together as well. so as not to leave any aftermath. The lesson just now was too bad. It's just three or five minutes. The devils lost four of their companions. Three other companions were seriously wounded. I don't know if there's a chance to crawl back from the eighteenth floor of hell.

It's good that there aren't many accomplices of the sniper. They also do not carry any heavy weapons. If this person happens to have a crooked handle or grenadier in hand. I'm afraid the consequences are unimaginable.

To be on the safe side. Also to give yourself courage. The devils are rallying on the side. While ordering the Heavy to be on full alert. A little bit of wind and grass. Immediately cover suspicious locations with fire. Maybe it's the fear of the machine guns in their hands. Maybe I accidentally hit a stray bullet in the counter-fire just now. The snipers on the other side of the river did nothing to react. Watch them regroup. Swing out the attack sequence along the riverbank.

"I guess I was killed by a stray bullet."

"Probably dead. Four machine guns can't sweep him away. Unless he's the devil."

"One person's power is limited after all. No matter how good his marksmanship is. It can't stop the emperor's people from advancing."

…….

I saw that no one was shot cold again for a long time. The devils' courage has gradually regained somewhat. Curse in a hurry. I can't wait to drown the "sniper" on the other side of the river with saliva.

Someone had the audacity to leave the team. Take out the first aid kit and stop the bleeding for the wounded. The calcium carbide lamp is very bright. Neither the rescuer nor the rescued person can move quickly. It's almost a live target. But the "snipers" on the other side of the river still did not shoot. Let the devils carry the two devil soldiers into the tent who still have hope of survival. Sent another dying devil soldier back to his hometown with a bayonet.

"Watanabe-kun walked peacefully. His soul will watch us in heaven. Watch how we open up territory for the Empire. Next. Let's ....." Wipe the blood off the bayonet . The devil lieutenant ripped his throat. Cheer up the soldiers loudly. Lost so many companions in a short period of time. The morale of the little devils has been hit hard. Although they kept clamoring to swim to the other side. Catch the sniper surnamed Zhang. Blade Splitting. But everyone looked at the other side of the river with dodgy eyes. But the panic in their hearts was exposed.

It's a desolate land. There was no oil that the Great Japanese Empire desperately needed. Iron, copper, tin, gold, and other minerals that the empire urgently needed could not be found. Not even the locals are self-sufficient in food. Every year, rice, flour, grains and sorghum are purchased in large quantities from the Kannai. And the locals are so wild and untamable. Horse thieves, rangers, Zhang Xueliang's rout, Ji Hongchang's remnants. Run rampant on the steppes with impunity. Even the Mongol aristocracy, who were relatively deferential to the empire. I don't know what the hell I'm up to. Be a little careless. It's likely to bite back. So that the lonely emperor ** people can't even find a place to be buried.

And Watanabe-kun five of them. but died in such a wild land. Neither like those colleagues who entered the big cities of the Central Plains. Grab what a precious treasure. Nor did he bring back any glory to his family. They didn't even know what the enemy looked like before they died. Died in a blur. There is no point in dying a meaningless. The same devil soldiers who don't even know where the Chinese "snipers" are hiding. Reluctance to continue on the same path again. also put his own life on the line in a daze.

"All for the sake of the Emperor." Shouted a cliché slogan. The devil lieutenant ended his dry speech.

"Everything.. In order to.. The Emperor." The devil soldiers dragged a long voice. One by one, they responded weakly.

Bloody corpses lay right in front of you. The devil lieutenant can't come up with a better way to boost morale. He nodded wryly. Turn around and run to a tent in the deepest part of the camp. Ask the commander inside for pre-war guidance.

"A bunch of cowards. This little frustration is frustrating. It's simply an insult to the identity of the emperor." The old devil Junji Fujita walked out of the tent with a round belly. Shouting at the ensign.

"Sir, be careful." Returned to camp more than an hour earlier than the snipers. He was immediately stripped of all his duties. Takaaki Sakai, who had been demoted to a groom, bent over and rushed forward. Block Junji Fujita's body with his ass.

"Fuck off." Junji Fujita slapped the sycophant into the air. Strode towards his soldiers." I'm the supreme governor here. If the sniper is still on the other side of the shore . Let him be the first to ...... me."

"Chirp." A bullet dragged and screamed. Junji Fujita falls on his back.

Note 1: The previous chapter was written in a hurry. The big white horse that had been ridden away was written out again. It has been corrected by everyone's prompts. Thank you.