The "Kala" motor pulls the bolt out of the cartridge case. Push the bullet into the chamber again, the Japanese soldier Cao who was aiming at the sniper scope just now was already lying motionless on the ground, this is the fourth Japanese soldier killed by the motor today, there is still a bullet in his chamber, according to the instructions of the shooting instructor, he still has the last bullet shooting mission today. Mada crouched in the grass and moved his sniper rifle, looking for his next target, which was equivalent to the hunger of other snipers, and Mada only chose the officers and veterans who led the team, and the panicked ordinary Japanese soldiers were not his target at all.

The sniper rifle wrapped in rags and grass stops, and a guy with an officer's logo pinned to his collar appears in Motor's sight. Mada's brain is very smart, and on the second day of sniper training, he understood the difference between the identification of officers in the Japanese army, and the guy who appeared in his sniper scope was a second lieutenant, who should be the supreme commander of this Japanese squad. The cart full of grain overturned on its side on the road, and the Japanese second lieutenant was hiding in the corner of the cart and the grain bag, and the motor could only see half of his collar, and it was almost impossible to hit with one hit.

"Lynx Requests Tactical Guidance" Motor looked back at the shooting instructor who was napping leisurely in the grass, and shouted in a low voice, Bobcat is the nickname of Motor after joining the mercenary unit, and requesting tactical guidance is a code word in the hands of sniper combat training, which means that when you encounter a problem that is difficult to solve, you need to get field guidance from the shooting instructor. The lean shooting instructor crawled over against the grass, and glanced at the motor with some unhappiness, the more than 20 snipers he brought with him had the best marksmanship, but he was also the most troublesome one.

"At four o'clock, there was a Japanese second lieutenant behind the second overturned cart, but I couldn't get through my position, and the lynx asked to change the firing position and replenish the ammunition" The motor handed the binoculars at hand to the shooting instructor, whispering a request. There are not many surviving Japanese troops on the road, but the snipers are lurking on this ridge 300 meters away from the road, without the order of the shooting instructor, they are not allowed to change their shooting position, even if the sniper scope appears a Japanese general, this is an order in the mercenary unit.

The instructor held up the binoculars and looked at them a few times, took out a bullet bridge from his breast pocket and threw it to the motor, pointed to a few firing positions on his left side, and retreated without saying a word, continuing to hide in the grass and nap. The motor lying on the spot pulled the bolt to pull the last bullet out of the chamber, pressed the bridge that the instructor had just given into the chamber, and then moved the gun to the shooting bunker on the left side, and used the telescope to probe the position of the Japanese second lieutenant.

After changing two firing positions in a row, the motor remained in the last vacant firing position, from which the motor could clearly see one leg and half of the ass of the Japanese second lieutenant. The muzzle of the motor moved back and forth between the second lieutenant's legs and buttocks, but the guy made up his mind not to show his head, and the motor continued to aim at his legs and buttocks. The gunfire on the ridge is getting sparser and thinner, and there are fewer and fewer Japanese puppet soldiers still alive on the road, and the motor is still lying in the firing position and aiming at his target motionless.

The gun of the "bang" motor finally sounded, and regardless of whether the bullet hit the Japanese second lieutenant or not, the motor just quickly pulled the chamber of the gun and pushed the next bullet to aim at its target again. The bullet from the chamber of the gun hit the ass of the Japanese second lieutenant, the Mauser rifle bullet is not comparable to the 38 rifle Tomosaka bullet, the bullet is not just as simple as hitting his buttocks, but directly shattered one of his pelvis, the Japanese second lieutenant under the severe pain screamed and tilted his body, and was shot in the head again by the motor that seized the opportunity.

In the sniper scope, he watched the Japanese second lieutenant's head explode like a rotten watermelon, and the motor lying on his stomach in the firing position let out a long breath, and this is the third time he has experienced on-the-spot sniper training. So far, there are three "positive" characters carved with daggers on the butt of the motor, which is the glory of being a sniper, and these three orthologies represent the lives of 15 Japanese veterans, the lowest of them is the captain, and the highest rank is the second lieutenant who has just been killed by the motor.

"Let's go, let's go down and clean up the battlefield" The shooting instructor who had been napping in the grass suddenly got up and stood up, before he got up, he used his binoculars to look at the situation on the road, except for a few wounded Japanese soldiers lying on the ground humming, there was no longer a guy who could breathe. They don't look down on the Japanese army's 38 rifles, but some snipers use Japanese-style sniper rifles, and Tomosaka rifle cartridges and Japanese-style grenades still need to be supplemented, and the food transported on the cart cannot be left for the Japanese army, and must be burned.

With the gestures of the shooting instructors, the dozen or so submachine gunners who served as flank cover for the snipers who were trained on the spot touched the ridge, and with the howl of the wounded Japanese soldiers before they died, the submachine gunners used bayonets to solve the wounded Japanese soldiers who could still breathe, and those who had already knelt down and surrendered to the Imperial Allied Army were rushed to clean up the battlefield and collect useful supplies. This is a consistent tradition of mercenary troops, as long as the Japanese puppet army surrenders can generally stay alive, and they are the main force to clean up the battlefield, mercenaries are not willing to rebuild things from bloody corpses, although these ammunition are still consumed by them in the end.

Mada was bored with his sniper rifle and smoked cigarettes with a few other snipers, and the welfare of the mercenaries was very good, especially for those of them who smoked, who never broke a cigarette in their pockets, and each mercenary had a lighter from a foreign country. The all-metal lighter was heavy and textured in his hand, took it out and shook off the casing, and slid the lighter's grinding wheel on the military pants, and the surging flames appeared, which is what the mercenaries like to show off in front of the elite of the national army.

The walkie-talkie who had been left behind by the shooting instructor ran over, and several of their sharp-eyed snipers began to pack up their equipment, pack up their backpacks, tie their shoes, they don't have to guess to know, only with the latest instructions in the walkie-talkie, the walkie-talkie will go to the shooting instructor, and it should be the order for them to change the ambush location. They haven't stayed in one place for more than two days.