"Dada......"

However, the expectation is beautiful, but the reality is cruel, and the terrifying roar of the MG08 heavy machine gun cruelly broke the last glimmer of hope for the captain of the guard.

Three MG08 heavy machine guns roared, constantly intertwining and strafing bullets harvesting panicked lives.

A dense rain of bullets covered the passage at Taniguchi, which was only a few dozen meters wide, and the strings of bullets seemed to erect an invisible wall of fire, and all those who tried to pass through here were like moths that pounced on the oil lamps, and lost their lives in an instant.

At the front of the heavy machine gun position, Terry was lying there, watching the heavy machine gun harvest lives with a telescope while listening to the data transmitted by the system.

The speed at which the five heavy machine guns harvest lives is indeed fast, because in less than half an hour since the start of the battle, the gold and reputation in Terry's exchange interface have broken through to a new level.

Although the yellow, orange and orange bullet casings on the battlefield are already piled up all over the ground at this moment, compared to the income, this will not make Terry feel distressed.

"Lieutenant Terry, do you want us to try it out now?"

As a top marksman, Cindy does not have a fixed position, although there is no professional code for snipers at this time, but it has become the survival instinct of marksmen to change places with one shot.

"It's okay, anyway, you don't need me to command it now, you wait a minute."

Glancing back at Cindy's senior crouching behind him, Terry looked at the three heavy machine guns that were fighting happily on the machine gun position, and knew that there was nothing to do with him now, so he readily agreed, anyway, he may not have used a Miller rifle for a long time, and his hands were indeed a little itchy.

Terry turned and ran to the machine gun position, and asked one of the assistant shooters for a Miller rifle and a bridge of ammunition.

After taking the rifle, Terry checks it out and finds that it is in good condition, and then returns to Cindy's side.

"Lieutenant, how do you compare?"

Seeing Terry return, Cindy, who was looking for prey, turned around and sat back in the trench and asked excitedly.

"Hehe, in this situation, if the number of kills in the game is too low, so let's compare others, you see where the superior soldier ......"

Terry took out his binoculars and scanned the battlefield, then pointed in one direction and said to Cindy.

"Private, did you see that guy in a mink coat?"

The place Terry was referring to was a large group of people not far from Taniguchi.

"Well, see, it's about 150 meters from here, although it's not very far, but there are too many people around, it's really a bit difficult?"

Cindy's senior has a good eye and can see a target at such a distance without a telescope. However, when he found the target, he also frowned slightly when he saw the crowd of people surrounding the target.

"That's what makes it difficult, okay, let's get started, one man and one shot, and see who kills this guy first. You come first! ”

Terry didn't care whether Cindy was sure or not, put down the binoculars, and motioned for Cindy's superior soldiers to strike first, while he methodically took out a row of magazines and opened the chamber of the gun. However, Terry did not press all 5 rounds into the magazine, but only pushed a round-tipped bullet from the bridge clip into the chamber.

"Yes, Lieutenant, look at me."

Cindy's senior was not polite to Terry's humility, took a deep breath, lay down on the trench and began to aim calmly.

This Cindy is worthy of being the first marksman of the Iron Wolf Pioneer Battalion, when his finger touched the trigger, the excitement just now was gone, and his resolute face immediately entered a cold shooting state.

The crosshair of the Miller rifle is very thick, and at such a distance, the target is basically covered by the crosshair, and it is difficult to aim at the vital point of the target in the shooter's line of sight, but Cindy Private didn't care, squinting one eye and adjusting the muzzle slightly, capturing the moment when the target emerged from the crowd.

"Bang!"

After more than ten seconds, Private Cindy, who was holding his breath, finally pulled the trigger, and with the shock of the gun, black gunpowder smoke from the muzzle of the gun erupted, and a 7.9mm rifle bullet spun and flew towards the battlefield.

Ludong Gampo was running with his head down, the bullets flying in the sky, and the wails coming from everywhere, made Ludong Gampo break his liver and intestines at this moment, and regretted that he should not have fallen into the enemy's trap so anxiously. At this time, Ludong Ganbu still had the intention of avenging his brother, and only hoped that he could escape from this hellish valley as soon as possible under the escort of his subordinates.

"Poof!"

He didn't hear any screams, and Lu Dong Ganbu, who was running around, only felt a hot and humid liquid spraying on his face, and he didn't need to look at the smell to know anything, but at this time, he didn't care about wiping these red and white dirt, but buried his head deeper.

"Hey! Lieutenant, I didn't hit, it's you! ”

The moment the bullet came out, Cindy knew that this time had failed, because the moment she pulled the trigger, she could already see a figure blocking the target's head.

"It's normal that sniping at such a target requires not only accurate marksmanship, but also timing and luck."

Terry, who was lying on the side, had of course seen what Cindy's senior soldier had hit, to be honest, if it wasn't for Cindy's superior soldier's bad luck, it just happened that one of the guards didn't know why he sped up his pace, and just put his head up, and Cindy's senior soldier's shot would definitely turn Ludong Gampo's head into a rotten watermelon.

But as Terry says, sometimes luck is more important than skill, but then again, if your shooting skills go beyond common sense, then all magic is possible.

Terry also loaded the bullet from his rifle, but instead of aiming immediately, he stretched out his finger to feel the humidity of the air, and then pressed his cheek against the butt of the rifle after looking in the direction of the smoke drifting.

At this time, Ludong Gampo's waist bent a lot, so it was difficult to even find it in the crowd, let alone snipe.

Private Cindy, who saw all this, sighed slightly, because in his opinion, such a target was impossible to hit.

"Bang!"

But Cindy was wrong, and soon, Terry had less than 2 breaths to aim, and with a slight movement of his fingers, the round-headed bullet in the chamber had been pushed out of the long chamber by the explosive force of the black gunpowder.

"Did the lieutenant go mad?"

Not at all expected Terry to fire so quickly, the first thought that came to Captain Tendy's gun when he heard the gun went off was that Lieutenant Terry's gun had gone off.

But when he looked at his target, he choked on Terry's words of comfort and looked at the enemies who were even more panicked and disorganized.

Yes, Terry's shot was not a misfire, nor was it that he was too excited and accidentally fired the bullet in advance, but in the gap between the crowded crowd, Ludong Gampo's body showed a trace from time to time, although this moment of less than a few seconds was captured by Terry keenly and quickly.