Regarding whether Qin Chuan is going to be completely changed to Flick...... Now there are not a few chapters in this book, it is not difficult to change, the question is to change it to Frick, will he forget that the protagonist is a Chinese with a Chinese heart and is also a crossing identity?

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Qin Chuan's desire not to see blood was just a ridiculous wish.

You must know that this is the battlefield, especially the German army has just defeated the British army and pursued all the way, so the guns and cannons continue to sound in front, leaving behind blood and corpses all over the ground, there are British soldiers and German soldiers, Qin Chuan and others are almost advancing on a bloody road.

After walking for a while, Qin Chuan saw more than a dozen British prisoners who were controlled on the side of the road, some of them were wounded, their wounds were bleeding but they could only cover them with their hands, because there were several German soldiers next to them with guns and staring at them.

Qin Chuan could clearly see the fear, despair, and help on their faces, and even though they were surrounded by German troops, they also knew that no one would help them at this time.

Qin Chuan couldn't help but say to a medical soldier who ran by: "You can at least bandage them!" ”

"Who? They? The medic stopped and glanced at the wounded British soldiers, then shook his head at Qin Chuan and said, "We have an order, only save the German soldiers!" ”

As he spoke, he ignored Qin Chuan and ran forward.

Qin Chuan shook his head and continued to hold the trigger and walked forward, and after a few steps, he heard gunshots behind him, and when he looked back, a German officer was holding a pistol and shooting at those British prisoners, one after another British prisoners fell in the gunfire, all of them were shot in the head.

The German officer, not even the slightest fear, as if there were targets in front of him, stepped forward, raised his pistol, and pulled the trigger.

When a magazine was finished, the German officer casually took out a magazine from his pocket and rubbed the blood on his boots in the sand next to him while skillfully changing it.

At this time, there were two wounded British soldiers in front of the German officers, who were so frightened that they could not speak, and their eyes were full of desperate pleading.

But the German officer did not relent, and after changing the magazine, he pulled the bolt, and then aimed it at the head of the British prisoner again, and "banged" a few times...... The remaining two British prisoners fell to the ground like rag bags, their feet raised by inertia before falling.

"Why would they do this?!" Qin Chuan asked in surprise.

"Do your own thing!" The trigger whispered back: "It's none of your business!" ”

Qin Chuan knew that the trigger was right, because he was only a private at this time, and he had no power to ask about these at all, so he could only continue to move forward, his mind was full of the helpless and desperate eyes of the British soldiers, and the tragic scene before death.

"Do you think the British won't do that to us?" The trigger said: "This is war, and it is still in the desert, and we do not have spare resources for those prisoners!" ”

There is a point in what the trigger said...... In the desert, food, water, ammunition and fuel were all scarce resources, and leaving prisoners of war meant that the Germans had to allocate some resources to them.

But...... Is this the reason to shoot the prisoners?!

Gradually, Qin Chuan felt that the trigger was getting heavier and heavier, and when he was puzzled, the trigger suddenly fell to the ground as soon as his feet became weak.

Qin Chuan hurriedly shouted to the baker in front: "Sergeant, the trigger is in trouble!" ”

"Medic!" The baker shouted as he quickly ran to the trigger.

The paramedics also arrived, and he quickly checked the injury on the trigger and said, "He can't continue to fight, or he will die here." ”

The baker nodded, unhooked the trigger rifle, and took out all the bullets from his magazine bag and handed them to Qin Chuan in one go, saying, "They belong to you!" ”

"But, I already have a rifle!" Qin Chuan said.

"Throw it away!" The baker replied, and continued on his way without looking back.

Qin Chuan looked back at the trigger and explained to the medics: "Take care of him, tell him when he wakes up, I will take care of his rifle!" ”

"Okay!" The medical soldier replied, with a hint of banter in his eyes, as if he thought it was funny for Qin Chuan to do this.

When he embarked on the march again, Qin Chuan found that his comrades-in-arms around him were looking at him with envy and questioning.

"Any idea how lucky you are?" Da Xiong said to Qin Chuan: "Many people want to get it!" ”

As he spoke, he raised his head at the sniper rifle on Qin Chuan's back.

Qin Chuan understood what Da Xiong said, the sniper rifle is not only a piece of equipment in the German army, but also represents a kind of identity and dignity, which means that you are better than other soldiers.

"You wait!" Big Bear lowered his voice and said, "Soon there will be protests!" ”

Just when Qin Chuan was puzzled, he saw a short soldier walking in front of him chasing a few steps and running in front of the baker, and said, "Sergeant, I don't think it's appropriate to hand over the sniper rifle to the 'oil bottle'!" ”

"He's not called a 'drag bottle,' Paul!" The baker replied.

"Well, whatever his name, I don't think it's appropriate!" Paul said.

"Do you have any ideas?" The baker asked.

"Yes!" Paul replied, "A sniper often has to cover our attacks, and I don't think he can handle this task very well!" ”

The baker looked around and saw that there was more than one person who shared Paul's thoughts.

"He might kill us!" Another German soldier said, then turned back to Qin Chuan and said, "I'm sorry, anti-aircraft gun, I have to say that!" ”

Qin Chuan said that he understood that the battlefield was a realistic place, and any false politeness could cost him blood or even his life.

"Sergeant!" Qin Chuan unleashed the sniper rifle: "They are right, I also think that I am not suitable to have this rifle, it should be given to better and more experienced ......"

"I think it's in your hands!" The baker interrupted Qin Chuan's words.

After a pause, the baker continued, "I know you're going to be puzzled by this, but...... That's because you didn't see the enemy snipers killed by Flick! ”

Hearing this, Qin Chuan couldn't help but be stunned, and he hadn't even seen it himself.

"If you see it!" The baker continued: "You will know that it was a major, yes, a British major, who used a four-fold sniper scope, but was killed by Frick with a regular rifle, which of you can do that?" Anyone ...... If I can do it, I'll give him this rifle! ”

"Maybe it's luck!" Paul said.

"Luck?" The baker glared at Paul: "In the face of an experienced sniper, luck alone is far from enough, and I'm sure you all know that. So...... I think Flick is the best person to have a sniper rifle! ”

Hearing this, the other soldiers stopped talking, but Qin Chuan could see that they were not convinced, or it could also be said that it was a kind of worry, worried that Qin Chuan would not be able to cover them in the battle.