The soldier's roar was like a switch. Several soldiers lying on the ground got up one after another, picked up their pistols and were about to shoot.

There was a mental calculation or no intention, and it was a back, and everyone didn't react.

Francis clutched his lower abdomen, blood gushing from his fingers, and Captain Sullivan reacted quickly and shot the soldier in the head.

When Zhou Hu heard the voice and turned around, he had already seen the Japanese soldiers sitting up.

Zhou Hu shot directly without thinking about it, but it was still a step too late, originally the M1 rifle only had a capacity of 6 rounds, although it was extremely convenient to change ammunition, but after all, there was a gap time.

After Zhou Hu killed two soldiers, he hurriedly took out the magazine from his pocket.

"Bang, bang, bang, Fake"

Da, da.

When Zhou Hu pulled the bolt, the battle was over.

Several Japanese soldiers lay on the ground weakly, and one of them, trembling his fingers, slowly raised his arm, and pulled the grenade on his body in a delusional way, but the excessive blood loss made him lose the strength to open the button on the bullet on his body.

The captain was holding a rifle and was making up the shots on the head door by head.

Zhou Hu hurriedly ran over to check the situation. Francis, who had just gained a bit of human taste, had died of blood loss, and his face was pale.

The guy with the submachine gun was also under fire, and he was killed without even saying a word.

Others can't avoid abrasions on their bodies.

All this happened in just a few seconds, two seconds, or three seconds, Zhou Hu didn't know, but Zhou Hu knew that if it wasn't for the rescue of Zhou Hu, maybe it wouldn't have happened.

Zhou Hu didn't dare to believe that this was fake, he was obviously a living person, and he was still talking to him just now, how could this be fake.

But Zhou Hu didn't dare to believe that this was true. A person, saying no, no, too fast.

"Hurry up and move, I'm not sure if there are any enemies around, the two of them, burn it."

Zhou Hu listened to what Captain Sullivan said, and silently raised his gun to follow the captain.

Zhou Hu hadn't touched the gun for too long, he had already relaxed, and he was about to forget what gunsmoke smelled like.

is no longer the legendary king of soldiers, just a veteran.

The team walked forward silently, no one squeaked, no one knew why a pair of enemy troops were there.

No one knows why the enemy paralyzed them by playing dead.

No one in the team cried, no one sobbed, just red eyes, rubbed and the same as usual.

But no one knows how the pain in my heart is.

Zhou Hu's memories were slowly opened, and the memories that he didn't want to recall resurfaced in front of his eyes.

It was also in a rainforest, but also in the territory of the enemy, and it was also surrounded, and the planes that were originally close at hand, because of the leaks of traitors.

The evacuation route was exposed, and the last tools were destroyed, and everyone including Zhou Hu understood that they could only go separately.

The destination is a small town dozens of kilometers away, with a hidden safe house inside.

In the end, after Zhou Hu arrived, he was the only one, and after waiting for three days, he was still alone.

Zhou Hu cried like a child, since then, the sacrifice of his comrades-in-arms could not exchange his tears, only more ruthless him.

After being discharged from the army, after the baptism of society, Zhou Hu slowly became approachable.

But what happened just now made Zhou Hu's already slack heart tense, you have obviously arrived at the battlefield, why is it not yourself.

The team walked to a groove under the roots of a large tree.

"Fix the wound, you can't put it off any longer. There are still three hours to go. Captain Sullivan glanced at his pocket watch and said coldly.

Everyone in the team had some bruises, but only Zhou Hu was still intact.

Captain Sullivan wrapped a bandage around his calf and said to the crowd, "It's very close to the target now, about 4 kilometers." ”

"Our goal was to cover the troops on the beach for login, and there were three platoons on the beach with about 90 people. It's just crushed on the coastline. ”

"There is a Japanese beachhead on the beach, the number is unknown, but there should not be many people, we mainly carry out cold guns, and then cooperate with the troops, understand."

The rest of the people said briefly and quietly, "Understood."

The team began to march again, and Zhou Hu understood that it was very easy to hold the position by borrowing it, and it was condescending.

Their squad was a surprise soldier, and when the men on the beach charged, the squad called the threatening heavy machine guns from behind.

When the team arrives at the beach. It was found that the situation was not so bad. The troop carriers of the American army are docked on the beach.

The soldiers on board had melted into the night. Can not see clearly.

This beach is extremely small. It is flanked by cliffs. Zhou Hu's team was on one side of the cliff.

Look down from above. The Japanese had only one T-shaped position. But that's with cement poured. Exposed on the beach.

There is only one exit at the end of the T. There is also a watchtower above the exit. The searchlights on the tower kept scanning the sand.

Captain Sullivan said to the crowd. "It doesn't look that serious. Plug that gap. Just throw a thunder into it. ”

"But now the searchlight is a nuisance. Now leave one person here. The others followed me into the gap. ”

After we were exposed. Just knock out the searchlight.

Captain Sullivan said to the soldier with the scope, "Eh, Blair, are you sure?" ”

Blair looked at the watchtower. He took the sniper scope and aimed at it for a while

"Captain. It's too far away, and you can only see the searchlight at the very front of the cliff, at least 700 meters,"

"And my right hand was just grazed, I can't guarantee it."

Captain Sullivan slapped Blair in the face

"Can't do it? Today you have to do it! What do I want you to do! If you don't, these people will die here! ”

Zhou Hu stopped the captain's angry right hand, and the sniper also understood the reason for his anger.

It is so difficult to get to the present, and at the most critical time, the chain has been dropped.

But it's impossible not to say that 700 meters, with only World War II-era firearms, not even optical sights, to shoot an object the size of a rice cooker.

It's not his problem anymore.

Zhou Hu looked at the captain and secretly calculated the possibility in his heart.

"Captain, within three shots, believe it or not."

Captain Sullivan looked at Zhou Hu.

"Okay, you give him the gun, and in five minutes, you knock out the searchlight and start moving."

The soldier with the sights did not hesitate at all and handed over the gun. The eyes are burning, how can there be mustard at this time.

Zhou Hu waved his hand, did not take the gun, and walked towards the edge of the cliff with his waist bent.

"Hmph, it's not even light, what's the use of taking it."