Ichiro Chio slept for more than three hours when a weasel quietly passed by him woke up the alert Ichiro.

While Chien-shiung was sleeping soundly, the weasel's commotion reached Chien-shiung's nostrils. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info Chino-shio opened his eyes slightly, and it was pitch black all around, and he couldn't see anything. Ken-shio frowned, all sensations focused on his nose and ears, and the sound of a leaf tripping in the bushes immediately caught Chi-shio's attention. Ken-shio sat motionless, his right hand moving a little away from the butt of the rifle and lightly pressing it against the short sword at his waist. The commotion became stronger and stronger, and Chien-shiung's mind began to become active, this smell, according to his own experience, eighty percent was some kind of animal, and it should not be the smell of a person. But Ken Xiong didn't dare to be careless, although the kid from Onizuka was sentry not far away, although the kid was a judo master, although the kid's marksmanship was also very accurate, but the kid was reckless and not calm, but the kid followed the general all day long and had no field experience at all, but the kid had hardly encountered any life and death tests, let alone sneaking and hiding in the enemy whirlpool alone.

Years of sniper career, let Kenzo only believe in himself, General Matsui sent this guy Onizuka to carry out the mission with him, to be honest, Kenxiong is very unhappy, although the addition of a hundred submachine guns, the addition of a fighting master, but for a sniper, what is the use of this? Snipers walk through the enemy's thousands of troops, the most important thing before shooting is to hide, the most important thing after shooting is to hide, once the enemy finds their tracks, one more gun, one more person, will not have much impact on the result at all. Kenshio has been fighting for the emperor for more than ten years, his brother died in northeast China, his younger brother died in Shanghai, and his sister was sent to the southwest. When he was tired, he took out a photo of his wife and daughter, alone in the bushes, staring intently, and burst into tears, the samurai were also born and raised by their parents, and they also had wives and children, but Chien-shio knew that only when he was alone, he could miss his relatives, cry, forget the sky and forget the earth, and even forget the emperor who was far away in the sky; It is only when you are alone, touching your arm and touching your skin that you can feel that you are a whole person.

The smell was getting stronger, and the bastard from Onizuka didn't react at all. Keno slowly pulled the samurai's dagger from his waist. There seemed to be a "rustling" sound, although it was so subtle, although it came and went, but it was transmitted to the pinna of Chienxiong's ears in the slightest. Judging from the sound, it should be very close to itself, it should not be a person, and it will not be a big animal, so close to the distance, whether it is a person or a larger animal, the branches will never move. But Chien-shiung did not slack off in the slightest, and in this case, it is highly likely to be a snake, a not very small snake. Thinking of this, Kenxiong's hand holding the short sword quietly began to exert force.

You can't see anything in the dark, you can't have any light, and you can't use a pistol unless you have to. Suddenly, the continuous subtle sound of "rustling" came like Chien-shiung's body, and the short sword in Chien-shiung's hand was as fast as lightning and stabbed towards the small black shadow, only to hear a "pounce", and the short sword pierced into the body of the thing, and the thing struggled a few times and did not move. Kenxiong pulled out the dagger from the thing, wiped the blood from the dagger on the thing, and then dug a hole in the spot and buried the thing, covering it with dirt and fallen leaves.

Kenzo stabbed his dagger on his belt, lifted his sniper rifle, and got out of the bushes, and Onizuka leaned gently towards him.

"Jian Xiong-kun, you're awake, I'll sleep for a while." As he spoke, Onizuka prepared to burrow into the bushes.

"Hey, follow me, quietly, let's get to the edge of the village while it's dark." Kenshio whispered to Onizuka.

"Huh? I haven't slept yet. Onizuka said dissatisfied.

"Baga!" Kento pressed the butt of his gun against Onizuka's stomach, and Onizuka endured the pain and quietly followed him. There's no way, although he is the person next to the general, but Jianxiong is Zhongzuo, he is a young Zuo, and there are only two people at the moment, and they are behind enemy lines, it is necessary to swallow their anger, otherwise, Jianxiong, the old lone wolf, can do something to himself at any time, and no one knows how he died, all he knows is that he has become the elite of the empire.

As long as that kid from Onizuka doesn't make a movement and doesn't hinder his actions, Kenzo doesn't care about him. Chien-shiung quietly touched a tea grove more than 200 meters behind Xiaohe Village, where the Second Regiment was stationed, hid it, and raised a sniper scope to observe. It was still pitch black, not a single light, not a single figure, not a single sound. Kenxiong got some grass and branches, camouflaged his ambush location, and then lay on the ground, quietly waiting.

In the early morning of the next day, the early bamboo branch finches jumped on the branches, played, frolicked, and the frolicking sound of the bamboo branch finches seemed so crisp, so beautiful, and so far away in this quiet mountain forest.

But how did these bamboo sparrows know, right at their feet, in the bushes under their feet, that when they were asleep last night, they had quietly ambushed an army that seemed to have fallen from the sky.

Niu Peilin lay in ambush at the front of the ranks, behind a regiment of hundreds of fighters. When the day dawned, Niu Peilin heard the joyful chirping of the birds on the branches, and the bored Peilin raised her head to see the free and carefree birds.

"Bang", Pei Lin instinctively shrank his head, but he still felt that there was something on his face, and it was still hot, Pei Lin reached out and touched it, by the way, a piece of bird, which ball bird is this, he is very diligent early in the morning, but you are really a father who will choose a place and use Lao Tzu's face as a dung pit. Pei Lin wiped her face with her sleeve, still feeling uncomfortable, and reached out to get some dew from the leaves, and wiped it several times before she continued to lie on the ground indignantly, carefully watching ahead.

Just halfway up the Rhododendron Ridge, the third brother and the divisional special agent battalion had already taken advantage of the darkness to ambush. Although the sentries of the Devil Ono Brigade Headquarters patrolled halfway up the mountain twice at night, they did not find the divisional special service battalion that was good at covert operations. Now the sky was bright, and the morning dawn spoke, and the branches and leaves were full of sparkling light. In the spring morning, the morning sun, the mountains and forests under the sun, the wildflowers in the mountains and forests, the fragrance of wildflowers, the third brother felt that the special agent battalion was not on a mission, but enjoying the morning light of the mountains and forests. The third brother remembered the days when he took a few brothers to the north and south, thinking that back then, he was hungry to find a wild shop, thirsty to drink a mountain spring, sleepy as a quilt, the ground as a bed, a tree as a wife, and a mountain stone as a pillow.

The third brother took out a piece of cloth from his pocket and carefully wiped his twenty rings. Twenty rings is my favorite, this gun, not big or small, big rifles and other old dignitaries carry on their backs, and it is very troublesome; The small one is like the captain's ball, what kind of ball Langning, the things used by the girls, not to mention the small sissy, the bullets are still less, and there is no ball after a few hits...... The third brother was admiring his love gun while wiping, and suddenly, the third brother felt the smell of people, and the third brother leaned down alertly, opened the twenty-ring insurance, raised his hand, and made a gesture to the special agent battalion commander behind him, and everyone became nervous.

Not far away, between the cracks of the trees, more than a dozen devils flashed.