In fact, mines can only be passive defensive weapons at present, but when combined with Shen Chen's sniping, they have the meaning of both offense and defense.

If you don't move, I'll find an opportunity to snipe; If you come out, I will bomb you with mines and hit you with an ambush.

The tactical style of play, which is dominated by Shen Chen, has formed a habit among the guerrillas. It is both a reliance and a trust, which makes Shen Chen feel that it is still a wise choice to stay in the guerrillas.

Following the main force, Shen Chen was worried about being constrained by various rules and disciplines, and even more worried that no one knew how to use snipers. Coming to a blind command is enough for him to have a headache.

How good it is to be in the guerrillas, Zhao Tie and Lao Zhou are used to it, and the team members take care of it, it feels really good!

After discussing and deciding on specific tactics, Lao Zhou led most of the guerrillas to move near the highway. Liu Biao's platoon, plus some of the guerrillas, cooperated with Shen Chen to strike at the enemy in the stronghold.

After resting for the night, Shen Chen rushed to Zuwang's stronghold with his team to conduct reconnaissance and reconnaissance.

Although he was quite confident in his marksmanship, Shen Chen did not take it lightly and made preparations carefully and meticulously.

By evening, he was on the move, with his squad behind him and a large ambush farther away.

The sun is below the horizon, the sunset recedes, the twilight is enveloped, and the stars begin to twinkle in the vast sky. In the night, the devil's stronghold stood eeriely like a monster.

Sturdy but not invulnerable, the devil clears all the obstacles inside and outside the blockade. But he couldn't stop Shen Chen from wearing a disguise and quietly approaching.

There is a distance of nearly 500 meters from the open ground inside and outside the blockade ditch to the stronghold, which is in accordance with the regulations of military conduct and is also a safe distance in the eyes of the enemy.

But for Shen Chen, at such a distance, the hit rate of sniping can still be eight or ninety.

Moreover, he does not need to approach too riskily, at this distance, the psychological blow to the enemy in the stronghold will be heavy. Tell them that it's not safe to be cowered in a turtle's shell.

As the minutes and seconds passed, Shen Chen finally ended his slow squirming and lay down in a small depression without moving.

By the time the searchlight column on the distant turret swept over, it was already a little too far away and had become very faint. And it was very hasty, just a careful search in the open field, and in his hiding place, but did not stop at all, proving that his disguise was very successful.

The colors of the night filled the air, like a soft net, covering all the scenery inside.

"Phew!" The silence of the night was broken by the sound of gunfire, and the harassment of the devil's stronghold by the team members who cooperated with the operation began.

Sporadic gunshots, noisy gongs and drums, and firecrackers in foreign iron barrels were intermittent around the stronghold, sometimes in the south and sometimes in the north.

Shen Chen took a few deep breaths and stretched out the muzzle of his gun, the noisy sound could somewhat drown out his attack, hoping to kill a few enemies.

The enemy in the stronghold was unknown, so they rose to guard in the chaos, the lights of the gun tower's firing ports were lit, and the frequency of searchlight scans was also faster.

"Smack!" The devil sentry on the turret fired a shot, but it was just a wild dog close to the blockade ditch, barking a few times, running away with his tail between his legs, and provoking the curse of the devil.

"Smack!" Shen Chen's gun rang off, and a swaying figure on the turret fell, but it didn't cause others to notice.

The target chosen by Shen Chen is very interesting, but it is also very tricky, because it is more convenient to capture lone enemies here for sniping, and it is not easy to be detected by the enemy.

Shhhhhhh Shen Chen pulled the bolt of the gun, pushed the bullet to load, and a cold light shot out of his eyes.

Fighting feverishly does not mean fighting to the death under the support of luck. He believed in his camouflage and abilities, but he did not underestimate the intelligence and counterattack of the enemy.

As soon as the searchlight turned, Shen Chen fired a shot at the right time. The lights went out, and darkness plunged all around, which grew thicker as the night deepened.

There was a commotion in the devil's stronghold, flashlights flashed, gunshots rang out indiscriminately, footsteps were mixed, and shouts were everywhere.

Shen Chen moved slowly and entered another hidden position that had been chosen a long time ago. Holding the gun and huddled in a hidden place, he waited patiently, listened to the gunshots, and judged.

The commotion lasted for a long time before it quieted down a little.

Shen Chen quietly poked his head out to observe, and slowly pushed the gun out.

Killing in the night is hunting, not killing. There is no hunting that is more like hunting with the goal of "people", and those who have hunted armed objects and become experienced can only indulge in it.

And once he started sniping, Shen Chen was fully engaged, as if he had entered a realm of selflessness, focused and concentrated.

The searchlight was replaced with a bulb, and another pillar of light shot out like a ghost's eye. It's just that the glass lampshade is not available for the time being, which is a little different from usual.

The pillar of light swept by, and Shen Chen remained motionless, calmly aiming at the enemy manipulating the searchlight on the turret.

"Smack!" The gunshots rang out, the searchlight flickered suddenly, and then it stopped, but the devil next to him fell on his back.

That's a good angle. Shen Chen pushed the bomb and loaded it, aimed again, and waited for the next devil.

"Smack!" Another figure staggered and fell, his hand just touching the searchlight.

The enemy opened heavy fire inside the stronghold, dropping bullets at all suspicious places.

Shen Chen had already put away his gun and hidden, squinting his eyes slightly, listening to the bullets chirping in the air, or hitting the surroundings with a popping and popping sound.

After a moment of confusion, searchlights swept around again, searching for a fearsome and cunning opponent.

The devil officer carefully looked outside through the binoculars from the gun hole of the bunker, and there was a hidden anxiety under the seemingly calm and calm exterior.

The open area doesn't seem to hide anyone, so there's only a longer distance. The enemy shot to that extent, the devil officer didn't want to believe it, but as time passed, the sense of foreboding became more and more heavy.

The devil officer put the area of observation far away and searched carefully. It's just that the light at night makes him look struggling.

After another attack, the commotion gradually subsided, and the stronghold seemed very quiet and depressing.

The searchlight repeatedly scanned the possible area, but to no avail.

There was a flash of light behind him, and the devil officer alertly dodged the shooting hole, and shouted: "Don't light the lights, this is an order." ”

"Hello!" A devil officer hurriedly turned off the lights.

Suddenly there were gunshots outside, and the searchlights were extinguished again, which made the devil squadron leader frown.

Judging from the general judgment, the direction of the gunfire has changed, indicating that the opponent is moving, sniping in a different direction.

The stronghold is easy to defend and difficult to attack, it is a fortress, but it is also like an iron cage.

Blockade ditches and barbed wire blocked the pace of the assault, and also made it very inconvenient to enter and exit. There are only two exits with drawbridges, and by the time they go in pursuit, the attackers are often already on the run.

Also, be careful of ambushes that are lured into traps such as mines.

On the battlefield of resistance against Japan, both sides of the enemy and the enemy are trying their best to give full play to their own strengths and avoid their own shortcomings according to their own conditions.

The Japanese army was well equipped, had strong firepower, and had high combat quality, so they attacked the city and plundered the land, focusing on regular warfare, hoping to annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop.

However, the anti-Japanese armed forces had a large number of people and were fighting on their own soil, but their weapons training was inferior to that of others, so they adopted the measures of avoiding the real and attacking the weak, and took advantage of the characteristics of the familiar terrain and topography to harass and attack the Japanese army, accumulating small victories into big victories.

Therefore, under Shen Chen's sniping, and at night, the enemy was a little lacking in coping.

From the perspective of active attack, Shen Chen is also more active, with a wider range of activities and a greater degree of freedom. This made the Devil Squadron Leader feel that it was difficult to find him in the right place and at the right time.

And the opponent who can't be found, or even can't be seen, is the most terrifying. If you have great firepower and well-trained soldiers, who are you going to use it to?

For units that are under sniper, fire suppression of suspicious azimuths is usually employed to interfere with the sniper's fire, while rapidly approaching the enemy in search of the sniper.

Ways to find enemy snipers include the sound of gunfire, the dynamics of flora and fauna, the angle of entry of bullets, and even guessing at the favorable terrain that the enemy might adopt.

Of course, this is the practice of an army that has been trained in anti-sniping, and at this time, I believe that no unit in the world has received systematic anti-sniper training.

As for these Japanese devils in Shen Chen, they can only complain about their lives and be unlucky.

One night seemed like a long time for the enemy in the stronghold, and after daybreak, the enemy sent men to search around, but to no avail.

Well, it can't be said that there was no gain, three mines were detonated, and the devils harvested two corpses and three wounded soldiers.

Combined with last night's losses, before the enemy was seen, five people were killed and three wounded. This price is really unacceptable to the devil.

But the fear of landmines made the devils dare not search for a longer distance.

In the past, in the field, the devils hoped to fight the anti-Japanese armed forces by virtue of their combat quality and firepower superiority. But now, it is still the invisible killing machine that threatens and deters them.

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The night sky was dark, as if soaked in ink.

However, the scenery is not the same black, the mountains, forests and hills have different faces, there are inky black, there are thick black, light black, light black, very similar to the shade of Chinese Danqing painting.

Moreover, none of this is static, it is as if it is mysteriously floating.

Now, Shen Chen quietly sneaked closer to the stronghold again. It's just that it's a different place and a different direction.

The searchlights on the main turret were flickering, still scanning his former sniper position.

Shen Chen lurked in place and was well hidden. He stretched out a simple periscope made of a small mirror (junior high school physics), which was a copycat version of the humble but made him safer.

While strengthening his sniping skills, he did not forget to gradually equip himself with sniper equipment.

After carefully observing for a moment, Shen Chen looked for the time pattern of the searchlight scanning. Then, just after the searchlight swept over his head, he picked up his gun and stood up to show his head.

Dozens of seconds later, Shen Chen held his breath and gently pulled the board machine.

With the crisp sound of gunfire, the searchlight went out at once, and darkness shrouded the four fields again, but there was a commotion in the stronghold, the gunshots rang out chaotically, and the figures swayed.

Very good, it is a good time to take advantage of the chaos to attack, the cover of the gunfire, as well as the characteristics of the long barrel of the 38 big cover and the complete burning of gunpowder, it will be difficult for the enemy to find Shen Chen's exact location.

"Smack!" In the midst of the mixed gunfire, a guy wielding a pistol and shouting in command fell like a rotten log as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Smack!" In the chaos of gunfire, a figure in the distance fell, and the flashlight in his hand slashed a discordant pillar of light in the air and fell to the ground.

The machine guns in the turrets and pillboxes rang out, firing indiscriminately, flashing with a ferocious, but blind, light.

Bullets flew wildly in the air, and flares flew into the air, illuminating the surroundings as if it were daylight, but Shen Chen had already put away his gun and hidden.

Chaos had been created, and he didn't want to reveal his hiding place easily. And the enemy will be in fear, anger, and unable to extricate themselves. Because, the unstoppable killing machine from the darkness is the most terrifying.

At this time, in the turrets and bunkers in the stronghold, several excellent marksmen of the devils felt a little excited. They are deliberately selected and tasked with shooting their opponents.

Among them, Yamura, who was already the squad leader, was sticking out of the muzzle of the gun in the shooting hole, carefully observing, searching.

This is a great opportunity, a respectable, fearful, hateful opponent, could it be a legendary story of its own?

Yamura knew in his heart that he should be on the passive side in the competition with his opponent.

It's not about marksmanship and skill, it's about the environment in which the two are located, what they want to achieve, and the methods and means they use.

The opponent is like a cunning fox, who can choose the opportunity to move at unpredictable times and in unpredictable places.

And if Yamura wants to be a good hunter, he will have to put in more physical and mental power, and wait passively in the hope of meeting his opponent.

Of course, this probability is not high, and it may drag Yamura down, from the body to the will.

It is his glory to find him, to shoot him and to die at the hands of his peers.

Yamura searched nervously, not letting go of any suspicious objects and troubles.

But after searching for a while, he was disappointed that the area was too wide and too noisy for him to find the possible area of the target based on the sound of gunfire.

"Tell those bastards to turn off the lights and don't shoot indiscriminately." Yamura roared, "This is to create an opportunity for the enemy. ”

The order was being given, but the chaos continued for a while, and two more corpses fell, and Shen Chen really put away his gun this time.

Greed is a fatal weakness, and knowing what is enough is the only way to live a long life. Only by living long can you kill more enemies.

The hunter was tricked by the fox, at least that's what Yamura thought.

A milky strip was faintly straightened on one side of the day, followed by a drunken crimson glow. He also had a feeling of drunkenness, his eyes were bloodshot, and his overworked mind was groggy.