Sitting on the ground and coming back to his senses, Zhao Zhi felt better, although the shot just now hit the steel helmet, but his head was buzzing, and everything in front of him was a double shadow. [((八〈一小< said {net ])].] Shaking his head vigorously, he took the kettle handed over by Edward and drank a few sips, Zhao Zhi was back to normal.

"Dog, you take a few people to get that Japanese gunman back, whether you live or die" Zhao Zhi was shot, and the one he was most worried about was Edward. Once Zhao Zhi has an accident, he is the supreme commander of the direct company, but the arrogant soldiers of the direct company only listen to Zhao Zhi, and he has no way to manage it and can't manage it at all. So Edward was ruthless this time, and he had to see what the guy who shot Zhao Zhi looked like.

The dog, who had long thought that he could show off his marksmanship, slipped away with a few guys who were always mingling, and they were going to make a detour to the other side. Zhao Zhi: The dead corner where they are staying now is obviously known by the gunfire of the Japanese army, and it is not a fool's dream to kill the Japanese gunman from there.

After going around in a big circle, the dog and the others turned to a ditch less than 2oo meters away from Zhao Zhi and them, saying that the ditch was actually a ridge formed after the rain washed away the soil. The dog untied the thatched coat tied to his back and draped it over his body, stretched out his hand to the others, and motioned for the others to disperse and hide.

The distance of 2oo meters is a bit far for the human eye, but in the sniper scope, it is as clear as in front of the eyes. The dog covered himself under a thatched coat and carefully searched the woods for suspiciousness with a sniper scope. Grass, bushes, tree trunks, and tree canopies are all places where dogs search carefully, Uncle Guo and Roger once said that when the guns are dueling, the most taboo is that they can't hold their breath, and whoever can stabilize their minds will be the winner.

There was too much thatch in the woods and it was too lush, and the traces left by the occasional person after marching were also left by Zhao Zhi when he led people to pursue just now. The dog was already sweating in the damp heat in the woods, and large beads of sweat were sliding down his cheeks, but there was still no trace of the Japanese gunfire.

The dog had to crawl slowly through the grass, using the cover of the grass and bushes to find a suitable place to snipe. He didn't dare to poke his head too high, he knew that the Japanese gunner must be here, maybe he was holding a gun and waiting for his appearance. But where would the Japanese gunner be hiding? The grass around him was so high that the view of the sniper scope was blocked.

Although the dog is young, he has long been brought into a soldier by his uncle, and he has learned a lot of tricks on the battlefield. "Dog, if you don't come out, the master will force you out" The dog said to himself, took off the two grenades on his waist, pulled off the pull ring and threw them out with a wave of his hand. "Boom" "Boom" The dog just felt that the most suspicious tree was shrouded in gunsmoke, and the dog didn't care about the result of the explosion, and as soon as he jumped out of the grass, he ran towards a bush that he had been optimistic about.

There was a "snap" of a gunshot, and a bullet grazed the dog's leg. "Oops" The dog, who had been burned by the bullet, fell to the ground and crawled into the back of the bush. "Mom, it's so dangerous" The dog looked down at his thigh, the military pants on his left leg were still pierced by a bullet, and the thigh was also rubbed by a bullet with a red mark, and the dog's left leg was hit by a bullet.

The dog who was not affected at all began to get excited, and it was the real skill to play with the master, and it was called a good time. After silently calculating the route and the trajectory of the bullet when he ran just now, the dog smiled, he already knew the approximate location of the Japanese gunner, and the rest was to see who had the greatest ability.

The dog slowly began to back away with his rifle in his arms, yes, he kept backing away, but his eyes were always looking ahead. He wants to change directions, there is no welcome light and backlight in the jungle, and the light cannot be used. The dog needs to find a suitable place, a more suitable place for his own sneaking.

After retreating about ten meters, the dog found a bush and covered the thatch coat on the bush, which happened to be an excellent sniper point. The dog slowly set his sniper rifle on the trunk of the bush, his eyes on the sniper scope, searching for the Japanese gunman.

The dog followed the uncle and the Japanese army to teach hands, knowing that the Japanese army is very proud, and the Japanese army's shooters often rely on ** There are no snipers, and they will not change places at all after a shot, or stay where they are and wait to kill the next **. The dog is now based on the trajectory just now, and is locked in the range to search for the Japanese gunman.

Time passed second by second, and the dog still didn't move, just stared at the area he had locked. Soon the dog focused his attention on a tree, which was a banyan tree more than ten meters high, only 3 or 4 meters high from the ground, with many branches and vines sticking out, which was an excellent hiding spot.

If the Japanese gunners occupied the banyan tree, not only could they condescendingly kill the soldiers of the direct company, but also from the banyan tree, they could just see the place that Zhao Zhi and they occupied just now, and the height was enough. Within the range of the dog's lock, the banyan tree was also among them, and the dog couldn't help but pay attention to the banyan tree.

Dogs believe in their own feelings, but seeing is believing, and they can't just act on their feelings. Now the place where I hide is only a few shrubs except for the grass, so to speak, it is almost an open field, and this kind of terrain is very unfavorable to me. Therefore, he must be killed with one shot out of ten, otherwise the Japanese gunman seized the opportunity, and his fate can only be one word - death.

The dog waited patiently for the opportunity, Zhao Zhi's side seemed to have begun to be silent, and he didn't mean to help the dog cover and disturb the enemy, now it's just a duel between the dog and the Japanese gunner, the comparison is patience and luck, of course, you need real skills. The dog stuffed a piece of chewing gum into his mouth, which was given by Uncle Guo, and chewed a piece when he was irritable to relax his mind.

Suddenly, from the dog's sniper scope, it was obvious that a branch on the banyan tree moved, and it was also afternoon, and there was no wind in the forest at all, so of course the branch would not move for no reason. This sudden appearance made the dog already irritable and depressed mood began to become excited and nervous, just like a beginner fisherman, the dog was both excited that the fish finally took the bait, and nervous that the fish that bit the hook will run off the hook.

Wiping his eyes, the dog pressed tightly against the sniper scope, and saw clearly that there was a little more earthy yellow next to the blue-yellow branch that was shaking just now. Seeing the earthy yellow, the dog understood, and the cunning Japanese gunner tore off his military uniform and wrapped the rifle. This little devil of the dog day is too cunning, just now the dog has been looking for a color similar to the rifle, and ignored the banyan tree.

Damn, no matter how cunning you are, it's still the food in the master's mouth, the dog gritted his teeth and slowly put the butt of the gun tightly on his shoulder. You can't see the full picture of the Japanese gunner in the sniper scope, you can only see that little bit of earthy yellow, which should be the barrel of the gun. No matter what, the dog meditated on what Uncle Guo had taught him, and pulled the trigger steadily.

There was a muffled "bang", and the bullet burst out of the chamber of the gun, and went straight to the banyan tree locked in the sniper scope. Snap, the bullet passed through the branches of the banyan tree, and accurately hit the little bit of earthy yellow in the sniper scope. The branch swayed a little, a rifle wrapped around the cloth fell off the branch, and a bloody arm appeared in the dog's sniper scope. The dog pulled the bolt and pressed a bullet into the chamber of the gun, and stayed still, nervously watching the movement ahead.

It seems to be really dead, and the arm in the sniper scope has not been moving, even if it is only a twitch. After 3 or 4 minutes, the dog cautiously got out of the bushes with his gun and touched the banyan tree with various covers. Edward said that if you die, you will see the corpse, and if you live, you will see people, and the dog will go over to confirm his results.

There are already 2 straight words on the butt of his gun, and he will soon be able to add a new scratch, and the dog is in a very good mood. Just as he was thinking this, a "pop" shot rang out, and a bullet floated out through the dog's armpit. Everything was born too suddenly and too quickly, and then a second bullet hit the dog's left shoulder, and the dog snorted and threw himself behind a tree.

There was also a second gunman on the dog day, and the dog was a little annoyed, and he was still too careless. Following Zhao Zhi has been fighting with the wind, and the dog is also a little complacent, the shot he won just now has made him lose the necessary vigilance as a sniper. It was the dog's luck, his left foot just guessed a dead branch, and the sound of the dead branch breaking made the dog startled, and his body slowed down a little. It was this slightly slower point that saved the dog's life, otherwise the first shot through the armpit would have killed him.

Endured the pain, the dog tore off the clothes on his shoulders, took out the hemostatic powder and sprinkled some randomly, and bandaged a few times with gauze, but fortunately, the bullet only passed through the muscle and did not hurt the bones. After pouring a few mouthfuls of water into his mouth, the dog settled down, silently calculating the direction and trajectory of the bullet, not to be shot in vain, at least to find the field.

There was nothing to hide from the place where the bullets came from, and the only thing that could hide people was a few bushes less than 3o meters away from the dog, and it seems that the second Japanese gunner must have been hiding in those bushes. The dog gritted his teeth and tightened the gauze on his left shoulder, and pricked himself with a shot of morphine in the first aid kit, and the pain slowly subsided.

Come on, the master will send you back to your hometown, the dog muttered silently, and took off the remaining 3 grenades on his waist in one go. Pulling down the ring, the dog first threw a grenade to his left, then took advantage of the explosion of the grenade to flash out of the tree, threw the remaining two grenades out in turn, and then retracted back into the tree and observed the bush with a sniper scope.

"Boom" "Boom" Two explosions sounded in succession, and two clouds of smoke rose from the bushes that the dog was focusing on, and the dirt and weeds were pushed high by the air waves. Taking advantage of the smoke from the explosion, the dog carried his sniper rifle behind his back and rushed forward with the M1911 pistol in hand. In close combat, automatic weapons are far more effective than bolt-action rifles, which is the experience of the doglegs who have met the Japanese in hand-to-hand combat several times.

Jumping out of the tree, the dog who endured the pain rushed straight to the bush, the smoke had not completely dispersed, but it could already be seen clearly. The bushes were crumbled by shrapnel from grenades, and branches and dirt were everywhere, but the dog was not interested in looking at these things, and his attention was drawn to a Japanese soldier nestled in the bushes.

The dog's life was great, and the grenade didn't kill him, but only broke one of his legs, but his hand seemed to be injured, and it looked like a blur of flesh and blood. Naturally, the dog will not pity the Japanese army, even the wounded Japanese soldier is no different from a beast in his eyes.

"Wait, wait" The wounded Japanese gunman saw that the dog raised the pistol as if to kill himself, so he hurriedly begged for mercy, and it was also in Chinese. The dog can't figure it out, this dog day is obviously a Japanese soldier, why is this Chinese so good?

"I'm not Japanese, I'm Taiwanese, I was forced to join the army by the Japanese army, please don't kill me. I can provide you with the information you want, really, really, I have the information you want" The wounded Japanese soldier saw that the dog hesitated, so he kept begging for mercy.

"Master, it doesn't matter who you are? I'll take you to my commander now, if you're not honest, I'll send you to Hades" The dog knocked on the head of the wounded Japanese soldier with a pistol. Caught a Japanese soldier who could speak Chinese, which the dog had never encountered, and the dog blew the bamboo whistle, recruited the guys who covered the back road for themselves, and took the wounded Japanese soldier back to see Zhao Zhi.

Originally, according to Zhao Zhi's intentions, the captured Burmese soldiers were gathered and the machine guns were used to clean up at one time, who thought that the dog had captured a wounded Japanese soldier, a guy transferred from the 48th Division of the 14th Army of the Japanese Army, a Taiwanese who could speak Chinese. When the Taiwanese named Hua Tian Ma Xiong was sent to Zhao Zhi, he saw that the rich man was collecting all the belongings from the captives together to count them, so he shouted that he knew a batch of things buried by the Japanese army, hoping to exchange them for his life.

That is, he met Zhao Zhi and the rich man who were extremely obsessed with money, and if he had changed to someone else, he would have been sent back to his hometown with a shot. After some interrogation, everyone learned the origin of this guy: this guy named Hua Tian Xiong is a Taiwanese mountain Takasago soldier specially transferred from the 48th Division that is about to move to the Philippines, and there are 2oo people who came with him, all of whom are Taiwanese Gaoshan people who are proficient in mountain and jungle warfare. The Japanese Burmese Front had already broken them up and scattered them along the Da Long River, leading guerrillas formed by the Burmese locals to use the jungle to ambush the expeditionary force everywhere, in an attempt to delay the expeditionary force to cross the Da Long River and buy time for the Japanese army to increase its troops in northern Burma.

Anxious to save his life, Hanada told the rich man that the Japanese army did have a batch of critical supplies buried deep in the ground, and it happened to be Hanada Yu's team of Burmese men who were responsible for escorting them. The burial place was in Lagasu, which had just been occupied by the expeditionary force, which was why Zhao Zhi would gather the officers, because Lagasu was the place where Zhao Zhi and them had to go when they retreated, and the liaison officer sent by the headquarters was waiting there for the direct company.