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"Lao Li, are you okay?"

"I'm fine! Ryutuanza, are you alright? ”

"That's a millimeter! Lao Tzu went to see the king of Hades! ”

Long Wenwen looked at the helmet that had just been removed from the top of his head, and saw that at the top of his head, a bullet passed directly through his steel helmet, and the position was very dangerous:

"This thing sent by the British is not resistant at all! Do you have German goods? Give me a whole German product! ”

Seeing that Long Wenwen was okay and could continue to scold his mother, Li Longcheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

If this is a dead dragon article at the beginning, the joke will be a big deal.

Although this was the first time he and Long Wenwen met, in the film and television dramas of his previous life, across the screen, he had imagined countless times what it would be like if he followed such a head to fight the little devils.

It can be said that he is familiar with Long Article and Li Yunlong to the extent that he is thorough.

The premise is that the characters and film and television dramas in this world have not changed much.

"What was that sound just now?"

Li Longcheng, who came back to his senses, hurried to find the location where the gunshots had just shot.

"Type 97 sniper rifle!!"

Li Yunlong and Long Wen also judged the source of the gun to which the gunfire belonged.

At this time, Meng Fu, who seemed to be lying in the bulletproof crater for a long time, was the first to come back to his senses, and glanced at the opposite hill from the gap in the bulletproof bag:

"The anticline is two o'clock, and it must be seven or eight hundred meters from here!"

After the observation, Meng Fufu moved a position slightly, because the posture made him very uncomfortable. But in the next second, the bulletproof sandbag he had just stayed in instantly opened a big hole.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

After a second or two of effort, he died.

Not far away, who was also lying in the trench, Zhang Milong scolded:

"His grandmother's, seven or eight hundred meters, this bullet must not float! How can you hit it? ”

He couldn't help but look up, trying to glance in that direction, but his hair just leaked out.

The bullet went off again......

Whoosh!

Give him a slight haircut.

Frightened, he quickly retreated back into the trench.

At this time, Long Wenwen had already entered a state of defense, and he was lying in the trench and shouted at the top of his voice:

"Don't even take the lead!! I don't know where the little devil came from...... The marksmanship is so accurate, and it has to bloom when it comes out! It's all fucking for Lao Tzu to lie down! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, another shot landed somewhere.

"Who's going to die again?"

"The snakeskin pot has been smashed!"

Hearing this, Long Wenwen smiled helplessly at Li Yunlong:

"I finally made a pot of pork stewed vermicelli, waiting to talk to you about wine! Look at this whole thing. ”

Then came another shot.

The light bulb in the watchtower was broken.

Then there was another watchtower bulb and a soldier who wanted to lift a heavy machine gun.

"His grandmother's! He's provoking! ”

As if he knew that no gun in this position could respond to his shots, the gun hidden on the opposite hill wantonly showed off its strength.

The little devil's Type 97 sniper rifle.

It was developed on the basis of the Type 38 rifle, so the Type 97 rifle uses the same 6.5mm Arisan ammunition. Due to the needs of the battlefield, the Japanese invaders had modified a relatively simple sniper rifle on the basis of the original Type 38 rifle.

The Type 97 sniper rifle differs from the Type 38 sniper rifle in that it uses a lighter butt, an elongated curved pull handle to reduce the interference between the handle and the scope during operation, and the addition of a 2.5x or Type 99 quadruple optical sight and a monopod made of thick wire.

The effective firing range is around 460m.

The gun is not particularly bullish.

In the hearts of everyone, the British Mosin Nagant used more aspects.

The real power is the person behind the gun, with a gun with an effective range of 460m, with an accuracy of seven or eight hundred meters.

Even Long's article couldn't help but praise Li Yunlong for this opponent:

"Brother Yunlong, it seems that this is not an ordinary little devil!"

"I've met even more unusual devils before!"

Li Yunlong and Long Wenwen lay side by side in the trenches, and said with a look of recollection: "A dozen people in the special team dare to kill a regiment!" ”

"Yo, it's so good, I hope it's great to have a chance to fight....."

Long Wenwen said with a little regret, but he didn't finish it yet.

"Hey!"

Meng on the side was annoyed and was not happy at the time, but he poked Long Wenwen back with his elbow.

"You don't have a chance."

Li Yunlong smiled proudly: "I was blown away by Lao Tzu with one shot." ”

"Brother Yunlong is mighty!"

Long Wen laughed.

"Alas......"

Li Yunlong's laughter stopped abruptly, he quietly stared at the dusty and hazy sky everywhere, and said in a sad tone: "It's not just the little devils who didn't ...... the bombardment."

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

A few more shots!

They all hit the bulletproof bags on the trenches where everyone was hiding.

During this period, some people tried to break through, but all of them ended in failure.

"Fuck it...... Second battalion commander, what about Lao Tzu's Italian artillery! ”

The feeling of being pressed by a gun made Li Yunlong unhappy, and this unhappiness accidentally snorted a sentence of his classic line.

Li Longcheng on the side opened his mouth and reminded:

"Your second battalion commander is not here!"

Only then did Li Yunlong come back to his senses and remember that the battlefield he was on was in Burma.

"I almost forgot."

"But you're here, brother!"

Li Longcheng arched his body slightly, and the rest of the people couldn't help but look at this young man with a strong physique, and he stretched out his hand to Li Yunlong on the side:

"Pistol for me!"

Li Yunlong handed the pistol and the magazine full of bullets to Li Longcheng: "You kid take it easy!" ”

"It's okay! A sniper only! ”

Li Longcheng said, pulled out the pan hanging on his waist, and then jumped out of the trench in the next moment of another gunshot, and began to run wildly towards the hill where the sniper was.

He managed to lock the gun on himself.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Milong couldn't help but scold: "Big stupid roe deer! Isn't this guy a bit biao! ”

However, he noticed the dragon article around him, but Meng was annoyed and not spicy, but his eyes widened and he looked at it directly:

"What's up, you guys! Why don't you stop this stupid roe deer! ”

Zhang Milong began to mutter, how can these people be like seeing ghosts?

"Milong, don't you believe that there are ghosts in this world? Do you think this is a ghost? ”

He asked in Hunan dialect.

"That's Biao, not a ghost! You stupid things. ”

Zhang Milong "cut" and looked at the past with disdain, but in the next second, he was also stupid.

Anyone who sees it is stupid!

Zhang Milong rubbed his eyes vigorously, almost rubbing his eyeballs out, trying to prove that he was not dazzled.

It wasn't until he saw a gunshot again, almost at the same moment, that Li Longcheng waved the pan in his hand, and a spark came out of the pan......

Then the bullet was instantly ...... by the pan Hit the ......

Boom!

Fly!

Boom!

Fly!

Knock knock!

All fly!

This time, everyone was stunned again.

Meng who was thinking the most was annoyed, and he was even thinking about what kind of mood that sniper was in at the moment?

In the face of such a monster, has it collapsed?

However, the one named Li Yunlong next to him was already happy, with a proud face, and he looked at Li Longcheng's figure gradually running away.

"Some of the little devils are ....."