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The enemy's mind is vicious, leaving this batch of burdens behind, kicking the problem to himself.

Miyato frowned, it was unthinkable to take the wounded to pursue the enemy, and it was obvious that the enemy was hiding his strength at first. Now they retreated from the valley, and the tide of battle was reversed all at once. If they fight out of the mountains and forests, the puppet soldiers and wounded who remain in the mountain pass will not be their opponents at all.

No, if things get to that point, it's definitely a disaster for yourself. Miyato clenched his fists, he had to be quick, and while the enemy had just experienced a battle, the people were sleepy, and he chased after them and entangled them. As for the wounded, let them fend for themselves!

Thinking of this, Miyato immediately ordered his subordinates to start pursuing, in order to speed up, he didn't dare to put the puppet army in front anymore, but let the Japanese soldiers open the way in front, and sent a few devils to be responsible for supervising the puppet army in the back.

Even though Miyato felt that he was extremely merciful and did not kill these wounded, a feeling of sadness still began to spread among the puppet soldiers.

The wreckage and corpses were not buried, and the wounded wailed and groaned and no one paid attention to them, all of which dealt a heavy blow to the morale of the puppet army. Moreover, the Chinese believe that entering the soil is safe, and the taboo is to expose the corpse to the wilderness and become a lonely ghost.

Moreover, Miyato also left a few Japanese soldiers who were responsible for collecting firewood and burning the devils who died in battle, and those ashes were to be sent back to Japan. Whether it is the ashes of the deceased or not, even if it is a pig bone and a dog bone, it looks good on the surface!

Different treatment and unequal treatment, like a poisonous seed, slowly took root in the hearts of the puppet army. Although the puppet soldiers dare not speak out, no one is a fool, and they still want to die for the devil.

For a sniper, a strong body and an iron will are necessary prerequisites, and good marksmanship is only a basic quality. What's more, snipers have no way of knowing when the enemy will appear, they only know that at a certain moment, they must win a decisive victory with the speed of a rabbit's fall.

Therefore, for snipers, every minute and second of silent waiting is filled with a thrilling atmosphere. This strong contrast between the long and the short, the lonely and the intense, is no longer something that can be done by the full preparation of physiology and technology alone.

Yang Tianfeng organized a sniper team and had high hopes for it, but it would be more accurate to call it a sharpshooter team now. The measure of a sniper's success is not how many people he shoots, but how much impact he can do on the enemy. From this point of view, although the sniper team has killed a lot of enemies, it does not have the capital to impress.

Yang Tianfeng and a few snipers were lying in the grass at the moment, hiding behind rocks and trees, staring at the enemy marching on the mountain road. They wore grass rings on their heads, and for a more realistic effect, a few small wildflowers were inserted into the grass circles, and they wore camouflage clothes dyed with plant juice and earth.

The sun was about to set, and it was spilling a blood-red patch on the earth. Miyato knew that the mountains and forests at night were extremely dangerous environments, so he constantly urged his troops to advance.

A little devil with a yellow hat showed his head, then a second, a third, and soon, more little devils appeared. A familiar pre-hunting excitement began to jump up the back of Xu Dayan's spine, and it was the same feeling every time.

Miyato walked in the middle of the line, his face gloomy and terrifying. Since he lost nearly half of his men, he no longer dared to play the way of dividing his troops to search and suppress, but joined forces and pursued in the direction of the enemy's withdrawal, hoping to get out of the mountains and forests earlier, and luckily hoped that the puppet army guarding the mountain pass would hold out until they arrived.

The Japanese had better save face, if they don't give them an excuse, such a gray withdrawal will lead to the ridicule of colleagues and the scolding of superiors! However, Miyato never imagined that this excuse would come at the cost of his death.

Yang Tianfeng had already discovered Miyato in the devil team, but there were always people in front of and behind this devil officer with a telescope and a command knife, which made it difficult for him to start.

Yang Tianfeng was really unwilling to give up the biggest goal, and he waited patiently. At this time, the opportunity suddenly appeared lucky.

Miyato suddenly took two quick steps, jumped onto a large rock on the side of the road, and raised his binoculars to look around.

When Miyato's telescope just turned to the grass where Yang Tianfeng was hiding, Yang Tianfeng saw this opportunity and quickly and steadily let a bullet fly out of the chamber. Miyato noticed something in the grass in the field of view of the telescope.

However, it was too late for him to react. The bullet easily entered his chest. The implosion effect of the specially handled warhead on Miyato's body shattered countless alveoli in an instant. He fell from a stone as if he had been punched, and blood spurted from his mouth and nose as he breathed. Soon blood would block his windpipe, and he would never see the sun again tomorrow.

Yang Tianfeng crawled for a distance along the retreat route that he had planned in advance, climbed into a small ditch, and quickly shifted his position with his waist down.

The bullets of the devil's revenge flew aimlessly overhead, mixed with the indiscriminate explosion of grenadiers, but all this could not disturb Yang Tianfeng's actions.

After diving forty or fifty meters, Yang Tianfeng came to the set No. 2 sniper position, which was two huge rocks, with a foot-wide gap exposed in the middle.

The people of China are really despicable and shameless! The devil officers only felt that they were all feverish, and the commander was killed, and they all had to bear heavy responsibility.

Ignoring the dissuasion and protection of the soldiers around him, an officer howled angrily at the surrounding mountains and forests like a mad orc, the command knife in his hand pointed to the east and west, and the machine gun and grenadier spewed out the anger of the invaders along with his command knife.

The crosshair had already aimed at the orc squad leader who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, but Xu Dayan was not in a hurry to shoot, he estimated.

"Boom!" The grenade fired from the grenadier made a loud noise, and almost at the same time, the rifle moved briskly backwards. The sound of the explosion somewhat drowned out the sound of the rifle shooting, so that it was difficult for the Japanese soldiers to easily determine his hiding position, and maybe they could take out a few more little devils in this good place.

With hatred for the invaders, the bullet entered the head of the devil officer, first bursting his left eyeball, and then jumping into his skull without looking back, rolling freely in it, stirring his brain into a pot of bad tofu, opening a big bloody hole for himself in the back of the devil's head, announcing the end of the trip.

This hornet's nest can be stabbed bigger, two officers in a row were knocked to the ground, the devil soldiers were anxious, shouting wildly, shooting indiscriminately in all directions, and the devils searching on the periphery also quickened their pace and expanded the search range outward.