As soon as Zhou Hu's voice fell, the words in front of him began to change

[The final phase is about to begin, and users can choose to end the training at any time]

Then the words in front of me faded away, and the moment the words disappeared completely, the pause button of the whole world was dialed again, the world returned to color, and everything seemed to have no pause.

"Zhou Hu! Zhou Hu! ”

Captain Sullivan kept waving his hand and shouting Zhou Hu's name.

"Come here!"

Zhou Hu tidied up his clothes and trotted to the captain's side.

Sullivan's thick arm was directly on Zhou Hu's shoulder, hugged Zhou Hu over, and then said to the officer next to him: "This is the best soldier I have ever seen!" ”

"He can hit those little devils in the head from 300 meters away!"

Before Zhou Hu could be modest and modest, Captain Sullivan patted Zhou Hu on the back again and swallowed Zhou Hu's polite words.

"Sullivan, I hope this one, this, this Asian you recommend is really what you said." The commander kept looking up and down at this Asian American, who was extremely rare in the U.S. military unit, and the disdain on his face was clearly visible.

"Actually, Sullivan, I want you to be on it more, I have a lot of trust in your ability."

Captain Sullivan showed his white teeth and said with a smile: "I am already old, this young man is definitely a veteran, he can still ensure calm on the battlefield, and his marksmanship is very accurate, which is very rare." ”

Before the commander could say something, Captain Sullivan waved his hand and said, "That's it." ”

Then he turned to Zhou Hu and said: The team's target is the ammunition depot a few kilometers away, and now the gunfire ammunition depot here must have been heard, in order to ensure that it can be blown up smoothly. A squad is needed to cut straight through the woods to wreak havoc and create opportunities for large forces. ”

"Can you do this task successfully?"

Zhou Hu thought for a while, everything I saw now must be fake, and the "company" didn't know what to create it with.

I can end it at any time, which means that I don't have to worry about my life. Then there's nothing to be afraid of.

Zhou Hu has no concept of what the system says about the score, but Zhou Hu can once again stand up as a hero, Zhou Hu likes this feeling of shouldering a heavy burden, this feeling of being given hope, and makes Zhou Hu feel that he is still alive.

Zhou Hu looked up at Sullivan, who was half a head taller, and the commander with a disdainful face said, "I can, and I don't need a team, I can do it by myself." ”

"Alone? I thought that the person recommended by Sullivan would take the score, but it seems that I thought too much. ”

With that, the commander shook his head and was about to leave.

Captain Sullivan hurriedly grabbed the commander, glanced at Zhou Hu, and then said to the commander: "Let him go, he will set off a team fifteen minutes after he leaves." ”

The commander thought for a moment: "Yes. ”

Zhou Hu gave a military salute to the commander and said, "I need a gun with a scope, a short submachine gun, and five grenades." ”

"Eh, you, come here. Gun to him. ”

"That's one more M19 from behind."

Then the two guns in front of Zhou Hu flashed with dazzling white light.

【M1C Strike Rifle】

Quality: White

Magazine capacity: seven rounds

Attack: 10~20 (calculated based on effective range, etc.)

Durability 14/20

Effective range: 600m

Note: This gun is a sniper model of the M1 Garand rifle, but only a small number of M1C sniper rifles were issued for use in front-line troops during the latter part of World War II.

【M1928A1 Submachine Gun】

Quality: White

Magazine capacity: 50 rounds

Attack: 8~15 (calculated based on effective range, etc.)

Durability 10/15

Effective firing range: 200m

Note: The famous Thomson submachine gun, during World War II, produced more than 1.4 million units, worthy of your trust.

Zhou Hu looked at the two guns in front of him, and did not hesitate to abandon the Garand rifle that followed him all the way, in fact, Zhou Hu didn't want to abandon it, but he couldn't put the Garand on his body into the storage space in full view. Who knows how they will react when they see it.

Then the soldier next to him handed the bullet on his body to Zhou Hu, and the originally ordinary bullet hook turned pale white in Zhou Hu's hands, and several grenades on the bullet also had a faint fluorescence.

【US Assault Tactical Vest】

Special equipment

Quality: White

Durability 14/15

Note: The standard vest of the U.S. military has no protective capability.

MKII Grenade X6

consumables

Quality: White

Range: 9 meters

Note: The most common standard grenade in the U.S. Army during World War II, the price is low.

Zhou Hu understood that the items that can be regarded as equipment, the first is the loot, when the original owner dies in the hands of Zhou Hu, if the value of the item is high and other similar items will be recognized as equipment by the company.

The second is a gift, when the item is identified as belonging to Zhou Hu in principle, it will also be automatically assessed as equipment, but the quality of this equipment is not necessarily.

Zhou Hu sorted out his equipment, the forest paths in the woods were all rugged, and in order to facilitate the passage of cars, he could only bypass some obstacles such as dirt slopes when expanding the road.

Although the road can be built very well, it is not necessary, because in wartime, what is the use of good, fast is the standard.

But one can just jump over some obstacles and walk straight to the destination.

Zhou Hu walked alone through the dense forest with a sniper rifle, as the Pacific coast, there is no shortage of precipitation here, resulting in the rainforest being wet and mosquitoes being extremely arrogant.

Zhou Hu glanced at the compass, as long as one traveled to the southeast, the straight-line distance was about 5 kilometers, and it could be reached in 20 minutes.

But 20 minutes is only a few hours, theoretically, although there are no thorns and other plants in the jungle, but poisonous insects still hinder Zhou Hu's steps.

The moonlight was fading, and heavy black cumulus clouds were already all over the sky.

It was already three o'clock in the morning, and Zhou Hu was crawling among the weeds, observing the brightly lit Japanese base in front of him. To say that it is an ammunition depot, at best it is just a transit point.

"Phew, it looks like I'm thinking too much." Zhou Hu slowly adjusted his breathing, and thought to himself: "But the Japanese army during World War II didn't have such a nest." ”

The so-called ammunition depot in front of Zhou Hu was only two above-ground factories and a one-story dormitory.

In the corner of the dormitory were parked several trucks and a jeep.

The building is in front of and to the left of the dormitory. It forms a mouth shape with the dormitory.

Half of the factory building in front of it is built on the beach, and the other half is built on the shoreline with wooden planks.

Then there was a faint figure shaking in the factory, and it seemed that someone was patrolling.

At either end of the dormitory, there were two watchtowers with searchlights, constantly scanning the trees in front of the watchtowers.

The camp didn't even have a wooden wall.

Zhou Hu looked at the sky, the clouds were getting heavier and heavier, and a cold wind was already blowing, and sparse raindrops had already fallen on the young leaves beside him. It looks like it's going to rain soon.