Qin Feng glanced at Zhou Qiang and the others, who were resisting the devil, and calmly aimed his sniper rifle at the devil's exposed half of his head, the devil was still unconscious, he thought that he would not be in much danger if he hid like this.

However, he didn't know that death was about to fall on his head, the sniper rifle in Qin Feng's hand was aimed at the devil's head, and the little devil still didn't understand the power of this sniper rifle.

The sniper rifle uses heavy machine gun bullets, although the caliber is also 7.36 mm, but the propellant is very different, the propellant of a machine gun bullet can fill two rifle bullets, so his penetration and explosive power are much faster than rifle bullets, and it is precisely because of this that machine gun bullets have a power that rifle bullets are difficult to have.

When the devil's 38 big cover is at a range of 300 meters, the kinetic energy of its bullets has been exhausted, even if the public enemy does not have much power, but the effective range of heavy machine gun bullets is more than a thousand meters, and even has a little effect at the range of two thousand meters, such a powerful bullet is enough to penetrate a layer of wooden planks one foot behind to kill the enemy, that is to say, as long as Qin Feng aims the muzzle at the devil, even if there is a little obstruction, it doesn't matter.

As a special soldier, there is also a lot of research on penetrating the cover to kill the enemy, at this time the devil is hiding in the trench, if it is said that it may be slightly difficult to shoot directly at the part of the devil that leaks out, but if it penetrates the thin soil layer to shoot, then the certainty is very great, for example, now Qin Feng will use his muzzle standard trench soil layer next to the devil's head.

The edge of the trench is not very thick, and Qin Feng chose the edge of the soil layer, in such a place, the thickness of the soil is very limited, and it is all soft soil, which can be directly penetrated by the bullet of a sniper rifle, and then hit the devil.

The gunfire behind them became tighter and tighter, and it was obvious that Zhou Qiang was making the greatest resistance, and they were not the opponents of the devils at all without experiencing the slightest special operation, which was also something that Qin Feng did not expect.

Qin Feng thinks that as long as he relies on the firepower of submachine guns, it is not very difficult to resist the assault team that drags the devils, but Qin Feng still underestimates the devils' special combat team, these devils have fought with the Chinese troops countless times, from the northeast to North China, the combat mode and shooting methods of ordinary Chinese troops have been understood by them, and although the people around them are holding submachine guns, they still use the previous combat methods, so that even if they have good weapons, they still can't improve their combat ability.

Qin Feng moved the sniper rifle slightly, because the devil commander in the trench moved a little, and after determining the location of the devil commander, Qin Feng pulled his trigger without hesitation.

Boom! With a rush of grabbing, the bullet rushed out of the chamber like lightning.

The commander of the devil was secretly watching the Chinese mountain position in the distance, as a combat unit commander, he was trying to figure out how to capture this Chinese guarded position as soon as possible, but just as he was holding a telescope to observe the top of the mountain, suddenly a muffled sound came.

The devil's commander's heart trembled slightly, this kind of gunfire has become their nightmare, but he didn't care too much, because he didn't feel that he was the target of the Chinese sharpshooter, after all, there are so many devils, even the officers are not only him, how could the Chinese choose themselves?

However, before he could put down his telescope and tell his adjutant about his observations, he felt that he suddenly had a splitting headache, and in an instant his head went blank and then there was an endless darkness.

"Yaga!" The adjutant of the commander of the devil was holding a small notebook and was about to record his commander's observations, but just when he picked up his pen and was about to listen to his commander's speech, he suddenly felt a blood red in front of his eyes, and then his face was warm, he hurriedly wiped his face, but he was startled by the scene in front of him, the commander who was still observing the enemy situation just now had fallen in front of him, and his head was a huge wound the size of a palm, and his eyes were bulging out by the violent impact of the bullet.

Qin Feng hit with one blow, quickly put his sniper rifle back, and then turned his head to look at Zhou Qiang and the others who were fighting hard among the mountains and rocks dozens of meters away.

Sudden ...... Zhou Qiang's submachine gun in his hand shot at the ghost who rushed over, but his shot tightly wounded the arm of a ghost, their movements were still too slow, the reaction was not fast enough, and they could not accurately hit the enemy, and the devil had a little time to use the submachine gun, and the bullet had a little understanding of the performance of the submachine gun, and when he saw the Chinese holding the submachine gun to hit them, he immediately dodged to the side.

However, just when the devils thought that this Chinese army would not look at a blow, suddenly there was a scream behind them, and several devils immediately turned around vigilantly, but what they saw was a strange scene, there was no one behind them, but there was a series of bloodstains, and the soldiers who left the guards in their team to guard the rear had disappeared, only the submachine gun fell on the snow, and it seemed that it had been suddenly attacked.

But the attack was so fast that the devils turned their heads when they heard the screams, but saw only a patch of grass swaying for a while, and then lost sight of the enemy.

"Yaga, there are enemies behind us?" The leader of the devil's squad showed a trace of shock, he did not expect that the Chinese could hide so well, suddenly attack them, and not only killed their soldiers, but also took away the corpses of the soldiers, all this happened too strangely.

But the devils didn't have time to hunt down the hateful sneak attacker now, they knew that the Chinese sharpshooter who had killed many soldiers on their side was nearby, and these Chinese soldiers were here to guard the sharpshooter, and as long as they defeated this wave of guards, it would be easy to deal with the sharpshooter with extremely weak melee ability, and then they would become the heroes of their own wing.

But just as the devil was about to attack Zhou Qiang and the others, there was a sudden muffled sound, and a piece of blood rushed out of the head of a devil special forces soldier who had just shown his head, and fell on the snow behind the trees with a bang.

"Yaga, that sharpshooter is here." The devil soldiers let out a frightened sound, because they were still very afraid of Qin Feng in their hearts, and the killing last night had already made them demonize this Chinese sharpshooter, and their hearts were full of fear of Qin Feng.

Qin Feng clicked the bullet casing out of the sniper rifle, the bullet casing fell to the side of the stone with a snap, and then sank into the snow with a hot air, Qin Feng's eyes were full of coldness, these devils were here to kill him, and he also wanted to send these devils to hell.

Boom! Another gunshot, Qin Feng's bullet hit a ghost soldier again, this ghost squad suddenly panicked, they charged over and killed Zhou Qiang and two or three of them, none of them were killed or injured, but in this place, first a soldier was inexplicably killed, and even the body was pulled away, and then the Chinese's sharpshooter, one shot after another killed two of them.

"Baga, if you are not hungry, you can continue like this, we will all be killed by the sharpshooters of the people of China in such a stalemate." The leader of the devil's squad showed an anxious look, now they haven't found Qin Feng who is hidden, but he keeps being killed and injured, so he wants to rush out immediately to find Qin Feng's location.

Crash! A ghost soldier stood up with a submachine gun, and quickly hid his figure under a big tree, and the ghost soldiers hiding behind the rocks looked at the ghost soldier who rushed out one by one, this person is their eyes now, and only after this soldier opened the gap can they charge out.

The devil's soldier carefully hid behind the big tree, the big tree that the two of them hugged temporarily provided him with shelter, he carefully showed his eyes, wanting to observe the surrounding situation, but he just came out, and suddenly felt a shock to his body, countless bark fragments instantly magnified in front of his eyes, and then felt his body was hit by a huge force and fell to the ground on his back.

All the devils were stunned, because the soldier fell so quickly, and as soon as he showed his eyes, he suddenly fell to the ground.

However, it soon became clear to the devils that a fresh scratch had been made on the trunk of the tree, and it was clear that it had just pierced the surface of the tree and hit the devil's body.

"Yaga!" The captain of the devil's squad is now in a dilemma, because at this time they have no advantage, in their view, the Chinese have a hundred shots, every bullet will kill them, and at the same time there are Chinese covering troops outside, these people even lack training, but they will shoot the same, while they are suppressed by sharpshooters, and on the other hand, they have to deal with those who are also equipped with submachine guns, which makes their situation very difficult.

But it is not a matter to continue to stay here, their task is to eliminate the sharpshooters, and now they also have a mysterious threat around them that may kill them at any time, until now they do not know what attacked them before, so that they may be surrounded by the Chinese, and with the suppression of the sharpshooters, it is very difficult for them to even rush out, at least lose nearly half of the manpower, this sharpshooter's marksmanship they can also see, almost no bullets, Each shot would have killed one of their soldiers, and the more time passed, the more they would be killed or wounded, and now it was a dilemma for them.

However, just when he hesitated, suddenly the muffled gunfire came from not far away again, and the face of the ghost squad leader with a ghost suddenly changed.