Matthew was an observation sentinel, and there were countless observation sentries like him in the Southern Wharton Empire, but there were only five people in the entire company on this position, plus those who were qualified to serve as observers for snipers.

His daily task is very easy, put on his helmet and cover it with a camouflage net, and then glance twice at the opposite side without any problems, and the lookout function that comes with the tactical helmet can be adjusted at will, allowing him to spot his target very easily.

If he wanted to, he could even see the bullet holes in the trenches opposite, and the enemy, basically, would not be able to detect him.

As a veteran oilman, Matthew is very intelligent and has his own ideas.

With his marksmanship, he is qualified to be the ace sniper in the company, but he will occasionally put some water during the usual training and assessment, so that his superiors feel that his shooting performance is not stable at times strong and weak, so he becomes an observer, and occasionally makes a cameo appearance as a deputy sniper.

In this way, he can stay safely on the battlefield and follow his partner sniper to mix military exploits.

Although the military merit obtained by killing the enemy every time he only took a small head, he only needs to roll his eyes and move his mouth, and the risk is all in the sniper partner, once people shoot, it will be easy to be exposed, and if they don't do it, their lives will be gone, and they will not worry about their lives at all.

If the partner hangs up, it's a big deal to change it, he still continues to be his observer, and continues to enjoy his mixed military exploits, it is precisely because of this that the partner around him dies one after another, and he is still alive and well.

His current partner is a major staff officer who came down from the regiment headquarters to inspect the grassroots company.

This major staff officer is a viscount, and his marksmanship can only be said to be more than good than the top, but he can't stand the deep background of the family, and the family behind him is rich and powerful, and has a great say in the military.

As a result, the special affairs office of the higher authorities gave the major staff officer the title of sniper, and also appointed Matthew, who was the most senior and experienced in the company, as his observer.

The major came down to investigate this time, but in fact he came to hunt for fun, and the prey was of course those soldiers on the North Wharton position, so the major specially brought a powerful magnetic rail sniper rifle as his weapon, and took it out to show off everywhere in the company.

The Major claimed that he preferred textured railbombs to silent energy rays, and that the huge movement they caused fascinated his blood and the one-hit piercing effect he needed was exactly what he needed.

However, for his partner's choice of weapons, Matthew was noncommittal on his face, and he was somewhat disdainful in his heart.

Sniping with a Railrail Sniper Rifle is much more difficult than sniping with an Energy Sniper Rifle.

After all, a physical warhead is used, and factors such as wind speed, drag, and distance must be taken into account.

A good sniper with an energy sniper rifle may not be able to play with a magnetic rail sniper rifle, and the performance characteristics of the two sniper rifles are completely different things.

A few days earlier, Matthew had informed his partner of an obvious and effective target, but his partner had been aiming at a magnetic sniper rifle for a long time before firing a shot, only to wipe the target's helmet and not effectively shoot the target.

Matthew saw this scene very clearly, but his partner cheered after the shot, claiming that he had hit the target's head in the first shot, and said that the enemy had been beaten upside down and had definitely been killed.

Matthew was speechless, he could only turn a blind eye to this matter, he didn't want to offend a nobleman by having nothing to do.

The aristocratic major's confidence was greatly increased, and he asked Matthew to continue looking for the target, but before he finished speaking, an energy sniper ray came from the opposite side, grazing the major's arm in a flash, melting a hole in the metal plate of the trench behind him.

The major who was shocked into a cold sweat dared to be arrogant as if he had been poured a basin of cold water, and then hid in a safe corner to comfort himself, but he didn't ease his mind after a long time of psychological adjustment.

Matthew was happy to see it.

Should! What is a noble old soldier doing on the battlefield when he has nothing to do?

Playing with guns? It's okay to scare people at most with your fancy level!

Hard? Can you afford it?

However, in the past two days, the noble major's courage has gradually grown again.

And after changing to an energy sniper rifle, the marksmanship seems to have improved.

With the help of Matthew, although he also missed some opportunities, he still sniped out more than a dozen soldiers in the opposite position, which can be described as a brilliant result!

Matthew now didn't dare to despise this aristocratic partner anymore.

Obviously, the Energy Gun is much easier to use than the Railgun.

This must have absorbed the level 4 skill chip related to the energy sniper rifle, which is estimated to have not been absorbed yet, but it is enough to make his sniping skills a lot higher.

Just now, the noble major sniped and wounded a Northern Wharton soldier, opening his stomach to flower, and the man was now lying on the ground and not moving.

As it happened, the soldier was in a trench in a north-south direction.

It just so happened that there was a small gap at the southern end of the trench, and the fallen soldiers and the entire section of the trench could be clearly seen.

This means that the wounded soldier has become a decoy!

If someone on the other side wants to move it back, it will inevitably appear in that section of the trench, and it will naturally become a hooked fish.

At this time, the aristocratic major in camouflage net was steadily setting up an energy sniper rifle and aiming there, waiting for some unlucky prey to take the bait......

North Wharton Triple Position.

"Carter is still there!"

"But there's a sniper on the other side, and I can't find where he's hiding!"

"Carter just hurt his stomach and we have to get him back!"

While there was silence in the communication channel for a moment, Wood glanced at Li Yi beside him.

And Li Yi was also looking at him, his expression was a little entangled and hesitant.

After hesitating for a moment, Wood turned his head and said in the communication channel, "Ed, bring the stretcher!" Get Carter back! ”

Li Yi opened his mouth, and after stopping talking for a long time, he finally didn't speak.

He had seen a lot of casualties in the past few days, and it stands to reason that he should be numb now, but the truth is the opposite.

Maybe it's because I've been with these natives for a long time, and everyone has gradually become familiar with them, seeing those natives who were giggling and jumping around one moment, and the next moment they became a corpse, and Li Yi, who had never thought of sacrificing himself at all, began to suffer from gains and losses.

As a master's degree in psychology, Li Yi certainly knows what his problems are.

But knowing doesn't mean that he can change, unless he leaves the position immediately now, leaves the battlefield, then there won't be so much nonsense.

But as long as you stay on the ground, you have to face this kind of thing.

To save or not to save, this is a question that does not need to be considered.

The question is whether one's own life can be guaranteed, if you risk your life to save a native of another time and space......

Is it worth it? Is it necessary?

I'm an earthling! It's someone from outside!

The so-called people who are not of my race will have different hearts, and vice versa.

From the perspective of earthlings, the interests of earthlings should be above everything else, and above all human beings in this time and space!

He had never regarded the humans of this plane as "his own"!

Since you are not your own person, if there is no risk, it is okay to save it, and if there is a risk, why take the risk to save it?

But watching these people fall one by one and never wake up again, Li Yi felt that his thoughts were too ruthless and a little too selfish?

As early as a few days ago, Li Yi would never have had such such thoughts.

But now, every time he encounters such a risky rescue operation, he can't help but get tangled.

He has realized that his mentality is gradually changing, at least for now, he has adapted to the cruel environment of the battlefield, at least he will not be scared to pee, at least he will occasionally think about risking himself to save someone.

"It's a dangerous idea......"

Maybe it was because he was too objective and rational, or maybe he was well versed in psychology, Li Yi quickly corrected his attitude again.

Realizing these things objectively has nothing to do with him.

He didn't want to fight at all, let alone kill people and save people, but now he was kidnapped by his senses and bound by the worldview and values of the old time and space.

If according to the aristocratic values of this time and space, it is a reasonable choice to continue to pretend to be an ostrich as a grandson, and there will never be a natives who think that his behavior is shameless or immoral.

What's more, he is not a god, he is nothing more than a bit more knowledgeable, and his force value is a scum!

Even if you come forward yourself, you may not be able to save people, but you may also give away your own life.

Just as Li Yi was mentally adjusting himself and was about to complete his psychological construction, a series of shouts came from the tactical helmet.

"Ed be careful!"

"Sniper spotted! 2 o'clock direction! Right across the street! Gary, the coordinates have been sent to you! ”

"Ed hung up, got a headshot......"

"Grass!"

"The other side is fishing, don't send any more people! If you go, you will die! ”

Hearing this, Li Yi couldn't help but be stunned, and then a nameless sense of grievance suddenly surged into his heart.

“TMD！ I really don't think Lao Tzu exists! ”