Professional snipers, Britain has, Germany has, East Asian theater ...... No.

The devil has semi-professional snipers, or special marksmen, sharpshooters, who are quickly trained by violent punishment to deal with tricky situations on the battlefield. The training is not so godly, pick some outstanding marksmanship together, the items probably include: 300 meters away from the target requires five shots, 300 meters distance telescopic target, shooting window of four seconds, carrying full equipment including wearing a gas mask for a 30-meter switchback run, time-limited long-distance precision shooting training, 10 hours of marching 50 kilometers of training, etc., just these basic things, plus their ancestral so-called 'ninja' concept, enough to abuse opponents who are more backward than him.

Although it can only be regarded as a semi-professional, it is also rare, and there is such a person who has participated in the training in Meixian County, and now he is serving in the gendarmerie, and he was excavated by Kamikawa Chiba.

In Meixian, regardless of the devil or the eighth road, he must be the first in marksmanship, Kamikawa Chiba is very happy, he is forming a small but elite action team, doing mountain guerrilla attempts, and now there are sharpshooters, like a tiger with wings.

This devil sharpshooter learned that the action team was running in training, and heard that he was going to use the area of Qingshan Village as a pilot, so he didn't want to delay more time in the running-in training, and took the initiative to find Kamikawa Chiba to put forward his idea, clarifying: His role is not suitable for acting with the team, there are not many people in the Ninth Company of Qingshan Village, if it is just to uproot the Ninth Company that is not in order, he is enough alone, he is in the dark enemy in the light, if there is no time limit, sooner or later the Nine Companies will be polished, so why bother to mobilize the people.

Such an arrogant suggestion, Kamikawa Chiba actually agreed, but not because Kamikawa, the lame man, has no military rank or a good temper now, he really thinks it is feasible after careful consideration, compared to an action detachment, it is more difficult for a shooter to be found whereabouts, the action team still needs to run in for a while, it is not bad to let him try it first, even if he can't achieve the results he said, it will definitely create good conditions for the next action, maybe he can directly squeeze the rat Jiulian out of the range of Qingshan Village.

Today, this devil sharpshooter set out, and he did not change his military uniform at all, but only took off the armband of the military police and asked for a set of camouflage net ropes for a steel helmet; he took out a 38-modified sniper rifle with a 2.5x scope, a 30-year-old single-edged edged bayonet, a Tomosaka rifle with only 50 rounds of ammunition, which was less than the standard for ordinary soldiers, and a southern pistol, with only eight rounds of pistol bullets.

It's really brisk, and Kamikawa Chiba is really not at ease, and it's not good to point fingers at the 'professionals', so he picks out a stronger devil from the action team and acts as an assistant to the sharpshooter. The assistant was equipped with a four-four carbine, 120 rounds of Tomosaka rifle ammunition, four grenades, Cao Changjing, a watch, a small flashlight, and then let him carry a big backpack, and stuffed as many biscuits as he could.

Seeing that the sharpshooter stared at him, Kamikawa Chiba said solemnly to him: "If you don't want to eat grass every day, I suggest you still bring this assistant." There are only ruins and barren mountains in Qingshan Village, and you can't find a single figure outside the wine station. ”

......

The afternoon sunshine, the warm spring breeze, the sparkling waves between the trees, and the distant mountains are blue under the white clouds.

A military green tent in the middle of the open space of the wine station, the door curtain is half lifted, and a few steps outside the tent there is a tattered recliner made of branches and straw ropes, which is made by Shi Cheng for Xiao Hongying, but the person who is comfortable on the recliner at this moment is Hu Yi, the commander of the Ninth Company, with an open military uniform, holding a broken jar in both hands on his chest, as if he was asleep in the sun.

In the haze, she asked him to call her doctor, and he did.

So she took off everything she could in the sun, saying that she would teach him the structure of life and then open it up for him. As a result, his eyes were bloodshot,

She asked him to call her sister, and he did.

So she ......

"Chief Hu!

Click-poof-want to stand up suddenly, but the tattered recliner made of branches immediately fell apart, not miserable, but extremely embarrassed, Hu Yi was not so embarrassed, until he saw Tang Dagou who was being frightened away next to him, and found that his embarrassing position was not noticed by the big dog, so he threw down the broken jar in his hand, but still sat on the ground and couldn't get up.

The big dog was still surprised by Hu Yi's excessive way of waking up: "You...... Are you alright?"

"It's okay...... Had a nightmare. ”

Actually, it was a dream that I was willing to have for a lifetime, Zhou Wanping, the great god...... Hu Yi was convinced, scared. From that morning to now, he still lost his mind from time to time, and later made up his mind to block out his memories, and the result was ...... Can memories become dreams?

Stabilized his mind and faced the big dog again: "Why are you back?"

The big dog returned to the wine station, and came back with Luo Fugui, Ma Liang, Wang Xiaosan, and a group of wounded people who had basically recovered, leaving only Tian Sanqi still lying in the Dabeizhuang health team. The big dog found that it was more difficult to mix in Dabeizhuang than in the wine station, where no one looked at him well, although it stinked enough with Jiulian, but the wine station village on the other side was a very inclusive place, and the wine station village was a real safe haven.

"Sir Hu, there is something...... I've got to tell you, I'm actually ......."

"I don't need to explain. I know that you have been instructed to sue the king...... Actually, it didn't make sense, I would have beaten you, and you deserved it. I do. ”

"You...... Would you like to?" The big dog was confused, unable to understand what this meant.

The political commissar had approached Hu Yi alone, so Hu Yi said this casually, and he was not interested in explaining more, so he asked instead: "Is there anything else?"

"Hey...... What about me...... As a member of the masses, I'm embarrassed to always stand in the place where the Ninth Company is, so I want to ...... Go to the village on the other side and set up a nest, it's okay, right?"

Hu Yi looked at the big dog's thief's eyebrows, turned to Xiao Hongying's residence and smiled: "It's not that I hold a grudge, this matter really doesn't belong to me." She is the village head, if she doesn't nod her head, you will find me to find Sun Cui in vain, it is useless to shoehorn you over, if you want to become a person in Jiuzhan Village to receive rations and live by yourself, you have to find her to solve it. ”

"Can I still get rations? Can I ...... Living on your own?"

The big dog's eyes widened immediately, and he turned his head to look at the other side, the village was very small, very rotten, there were children making trouble, and there were adults laughing, and people were busy, busy rebuilding broken houses, busy clearing wasteland. After living in the bloody barracks for a long time, I have forgotten how my home originated, and I dare not hope that it is a home, or a nest, as long as I no longer drift, such as this river......