As he approached the door of the sentry post, a bullet screamed in pursuit, piercing through his chest. The enemy fell. Lying on the ground, revealing an ugly half-pulled ass.

The gunfire rang out blindly, and Shen Chen fell down, and the branches and leaves that had been broken by the bullets fell on his head, as well as large drops of dew on the leaves.

He has no intention of retreating, and this outpost must be removed. Precisely, he wants to make the enemy finally abandon this outpost with unrelenting sniping.

By now, this outpost has had four enemy casualties under his guns. Not daring to walk around casually outside the sentry post, eating, drinking, and Lazar were all in this small fortress, Shen Chen was sure that the enemy would not be able to hold out for long.

The enemy's indiscriminate firing finally stopped, and the surroundings fell silent again. If you can only shrink into the shell of a turtle, the enemy's sentry post will lose most of its role.

Shen Chen thought like this, closed his eyes and recuperated. Yu Baogen, who was serving as an observer next to him, slowly raised his body and looked up with a telescope.

On the road below the sentry post, a group of people rushed over, a group of people who were mixed with soldiers and civilians.

Dozens of Imperial Cooperative troops drove the common people in front, followed by a few devils riding cattle. The common people did not even have time to eat a bite of breakfast, and they were beaten out of the village, and they came to dig a blockade ditch.

Shen Chen took the binoculars and carefully observed this strange team

This is a group of good targets, Shen Chen has been observing for a long time, and keenly found the devil officer who is mixed with the soldiers.

It's certainly easy to judge the importance of a target based on military uniforms.

But when this trick is not good, it can also be based on the enemy's actions, such as who the enemy salutes, who to respect, whose eyes he looks at, whose orders he listens to, and the enemy's body shape, etc.

Of course, this requires careful observation and judgment, and Shen Chen is confident that he has found a target that can be sniped.

"Smack!" When the group walked into range, Shen Chen fired a shot, and a devil fell from the horse, causing a commotion.

Suddenly, a devil rode a mule to the front of the team, slashed at a middle-aged man among the people, and slashed at a middle-aged man among the people.

The Japanese devil raised his blood-stained sword and shouted wildly at the mountain forest where Shen Chen was, like a wild beast. He's calling bullets! He is demonstrating to Shen Chen! He wanted to see if his opponent dared to shoot him.

"Smack!" The bullet came out in response, with extreme anger and hatred, and hit the devil's head, and the flesh and blood like rotten watermelon were blurred.

Shen Chen was already able to stop his heart and not invade foreign objects. But his hands trembled a little, though he eventually controlled the shot and killed the brute

But the knife just now seemed to cut his heart, he bit his lip tightly, and a salty smell flowed into his mouth.

How vicious this is, using innocent people as scapegoats, he is angry, and he hesitates.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Chen aimed at the enemy again, but the board machine seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, so heavy that he couldn't buckle it.

I don't have your poison, but the temporary retreat doesn't mean I give up killing, these two-legged beasts, it's all God doing evil to live one more day.

Shen Chen put away his gun and retreated, he couldn't stay here, looking at the bloody corpses and listening to the cries of the people, he couldn't calm down, he was not a stone heart.

Along the way, he was expressionless, silent, angry, and depressed.

Raising his head slightly, the sun shone on his eyes, and he seemed to see the sword light again, and his heart trembled like a cramp, and suddenly there was a sharp pain like a cone stab.

"What kind of devil is beaten, more animal than beast." Yu Baogen's teeth were rattling, and he could no longer use accurate words to describe the cruelty and perversion of the devil.

Shen Chen paused for a long time, and burst out from between his teeth, word by word, "See one by one, kill one, give the devil's dog head and minced meat to their companions, and give them to their families." There are also those traitors who hold their compatriots and watch their compatriots being killed, and still fight for the tiger, and they don't leave any of them. ”

"Kill them all, kill them all." One of the team members listened to the story, his eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"Bullshit's preferential treatment captives." Another team member vented angrily: "It's really cheap to let them eat and drink, and to bandage them to treat their injuries." In the future, I will kill him, what can I do? ”

"yes, they're all dead." Someone chimed in.

The hatred is outrageous, as long as you see this tragedy with your own eyes, you can't suppress it, you can't calmly abide by the captive policy.

Shen Chen sneered, prisoner of war, what is a prisoner of war? Slaughtering civilians, killing innocents, are Japanese devils still considered prisoners of war?

Hostage? Shield? No matter how it is defined, Shen Chen can't calm down and can't bear the responsibility of the people's death because of himself.

Although the truth is clear, no matter what means the enemy uses, he will never give up resistance.

We must fight to the end. But that's a rhetoric that you haven't seen with your own eyes, and there's no way back.

To put it simply, if the enemy escorts the common people to sweep up, will they not fire a shot, give up the battle, or even raise their hands to surrender, so that more people will fall into slavery and humiliation?

Of course not, it's a very simple question.

But when you have a choice, can you not care about the life and death of ordinary people?

Apparently not. This is a moral imperative. If you do that, what do others think, and won't you be condemned by your conscience?

Shen Chen let out a long breath helplessly, squinting his eyes in the harsh sunlight.

You can't ask everyone to sacrifice their lives for righteousness, when the Japanese devils used the common people as hostages and used them as shields, Shen Chen had such an understanding.

Perhaps the directors of later generations will arrange for those hostages to shout impassioned slogans and bravely reflexively fight the enemy.

Although the disparity in strength and the tragic end were tragic, it showed the fearless sacrifice spirit of the Chinese people, and also allowed the dilemma of the anti-Japanese contingent to shake off the moral burden and more courageously rush to kill without scruples to avenge the dead people.

But reality is reality, and the number of Chinese killed by Japanese devils is innumerable. But as long as it doesn't happen right under your nose, as long as it's not because of you, you can ignore it.

And to have a relationship with you, so that you can watch those ordinary people die because of you, the heavy psychological burden and moral responsibility will make you hesitate.

After all, Shen Chen is a human being, and he can't be more vicious and perverted than a Japanese devil like a beast.

……………

"After killing two civilians, he didn't shoot again and quietly left?" Matsumoto listened to his men's report, muttering to himself as if he were thinking about it.

"Yes, Your Excellency." The spy frowned and said, "However, this guy is really powerful, killing two imperial soldiers. There are more people, how can he find them so accurately? ”

Matsumoto thought for a while and said, "There are still flaws in careful observation, age, posture, and other people's attitudes towards him. Or someone saluted him and asked him for advice. ”

"Your Excellency has judged perfectly." The agent looked up and said, "This is an observant opponent. I heard that it is a woman, and she may be more attentive. ”

"According to our intelligence, this gunman is indeed a woman." Matsumoto smiled bitterly and said, "Moreover, very young, probably only seventeen or eighteen years old. ”

Luo Shanhe was the captain of the special agent who had just been transferred from Manchuria, and he also brought more than a dozen subordinates. He is a son of a wealthy family in the Northeast, he has read books, his ancestors are all figures who have seen the world, and his family is very powerful in the local area.

After the fall of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, his family took refuge in Zhang Zuolin. After the 918 Incident, the Japanese occupied Northeast China, and in order to preserve the status, wealth and dignity of his family, his family turned to the Japanese.

In order to strengthen the cooperative relationship with the Japanese, the family sent Luo Shanhe to the special training center of the Japanese army, where he spent a year.

The Japanese did not treat them as human beings at all when they trained them, and the barbarism and bloodshed accompanied them throughout the training period, and even the slightest mistake was severely punished.

Moreover, if they find any signs of resistance, they will be shot immediately.

In order to better prevent it, the Japanese even encouraged the spies to denounce each other.

And all of this is simply the biggest taboo in training agents, although the trained agents may have relatively strong combat effectiveness, their loyalty is very low, and the officials are also easy to be shot by their own people.

Because Luo Shanhe's personality is relatively tenacious and educated, and he has no pity for his compatriots when he is on a mission, he later became the captain of the special team with the appreciation of the Japanese instructors.

Historically, these spies trained in the "Manchuria Base Camp" in Northeast China have developed and transformed into a group of extremely cunning and ferocious wolves.

Looking at Luo Shanhe with a surprised expression, Matsumoto said, "Luo Sang, you have just arrived, and some situations are not familiar yet. You can go to the archives to check the information of this gunman. Now, do you think this method of using hostages is feasible? ”

Luo Shanhe thought for a while and said, "In my opinion, that guy will not only not stop, but will be even more crazy. ”

Matsumoto nodded thoughtfully and said slowly, "Now that guy must be gritting his teeth with hatred, and he will do everything possible to retaliate." However, it would be nice to anger her. ”

Luo Shanhe didn't understand, but Matsumoto didn't say it, and he didn't ask interestingly, presumably Matsumoto had some plan, just waiting for the gunman to show his flaws in anger.

Although Matsumoto expressed his appreciation for Luo Shanhe, Luo Shanhe was a newcomer after all, and he was unfamiliar with the place. Therefore, Luo Shanhe behaved relatively low-key, asking what should be asked, and never saying much about what should not be asked.

Moreover, a group of subordinates led by Luo Shanhe are called plainclothes special teams, but they are similar to Diao Degui's plainclothes detective teams, and the two are in a competitive relationship.

This is also Matsumoto's way of employing people, that is, to make Diao Degui and Luo Shanhe work harder, dare not slack off, and will not be a monopoly.

A spy is skilled in business and has a tough personality; A traitor is a local snake, ruthless. Matsumoto felt that there was merit in both, although he preferred Rayama River.

Despite the need to use them, there are some things that are not told to these two people.

For example, Yamura and Miyamoto, when they learn that their opponent is coming, they are like hunting dogs that smell blood, and they are both excited and eager to find their opponent and make a beautiful kill.

But Shen Chen's whereabouts are uncertain, which brings great difficulties to Yamura and Miyamoto. If you want to wait for your opponent in the right place, you must first find out the rules of your opponent's actions. But now, it has not been found.

Taking the common people hostage was actually Yamura's idea. He has to provoke his opponent and make him act more frequently and impulsively, so that he and Miyamoto will have a chance.

Luo Shanhe didn't know this, and Matsumoto didn't want to tell him. Utilizing without being absolutely convinced is also Matsumoto's habitual practice.

……

"Smack!" The sound of the gun was crisp, and Miyamoto on the turret put away his gun with a smile like Mr. Wenya, and looked at Yamura with a slight smugness.

Yamura held a telescope and looked out, and in the distance, a man had fallen to the ground.

Ignoring the overseer's whip and rifle butt, several fellow villagers had already pounced and shook and called. Although the cry could not be heard, the sad and indignant expression was still overflowing.

He lowered his binoculars and turned to Miyamoto with a blank face.

"The lazy and slacker of China." Miyamoto explained nonchalantly, with a smug expression on his face, "It's just time to practice marksmanship." ”

Yamura looked at his companion and subordinate and said with a smile: "The battlefield is the best opportunity to exercise, and every bullet we have must be valuable, not used to show off." Do you understand? ”

"Hello!" Miyamoto lowered his head, but in his heart he didn't think so.

Yamura yawned, got up and said, "Get some more sleep, and set off for an ambush at night." If you do run into that female gunner, let's see your marksmanship when the time comes! “

"Please rest assured, the sword is unsheathed, how can it be returned without blood." Miyamoto's eyes shot a confident and somewhat expectant look, "As soon as I think of this. I was so excited that I couldn't sleep. ”

Yamura shook his head lightly and said, "Calm, that's what you lack." There is a saying in China: Mount Tai collapses in front of it but its color remains unchanged. You have to understand that when you can achieve peace of mind like water, it is progress. ”

"Hello!" Miyamoto bowed his head again and responded respectfully, then raised his head and smiled, "Sir, it's been a long time since you've met someone to be excited. An opponent worthy of praise, I guess I'm looking forward to it too, right? ”

Yamura smiled faintly and said, "The opponent is very strong, there is no doubt about it. Judging by the circumstances of these attacks. The distance, timing, choice of position, and location of the shot have to be admired. ”

"You've studied so thoroughly?" Miyamoto was a little surprised.

"Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles." Yamura stretched out a finger and gently tapped Miyamoto and said, "We are not afraid of any opponent. But they are not to be taken lightly. ”

"I heard that this woman is pretty good-looking." Miyamoto suddenly smiled and said, "How powerful do you think a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl can be?" ”

"You......" Yamura shook his head, a little crying and laughing, "Women have the advantages of women, and being careful is a little bit." ”

Miyamoto nodded yes, but he was a little unimpressed. No matter how powerful she is, she doesn't have a sniper rifle with a scope, and she's just a woman, a woman who is too young.