21/100。

This is the count of the bracelet for tasks.

"With the first two devils, 29 have already been killed."

Zhou raised his eyebrows and frowned.

"Could it be that the traitors and the two Korean devils will not be counted as Japanese devils by the main god?"

Zhou Yang had seen it before that the outfits of these devil soldiers were different.

In addition, the words of these people are mixed with Korean and Chinese, which shows that the devils of this squad are not pure, but also mixed with the second Korean devils and traitors.

"Even if you don't count points, they are all people who should be killed, but it's just a waste of one or two bullets."

Zhou Yang shook his head, no longer entangled, and observed the outside through the hole.

The sound of grenade explosions reverberated throughout the valley, and the devil had no reason to hear it.

These devils are also quite alert, but they just surround from a distance and dare not approach.

Zhou Yang opened the folding binoculars, looked through the shimmer lenses, looked at the shadowy figures in the mountains and forests, blocked by big trees, and slowly approached this side.

He looked at the nervous, step-by-step, but delicate ghost soldiers under the dim telescope, and smiled, this is not only the crushing of equipment technology, but also the crushing of the times, the gap in which is vividly displayed in this dim deep mountain and old forest.

Zhou Yang put away the binoculars, reached out and grabbed an ammunition box, poured out all the bullets in it and counted them.

"Of the 5.56 caliber bullets, there are only forty-two rounds left, which is exactly one full magazine."

Zhou Yang stepped back from the magazine of the Steyr rifle and pressed the brass-colored bullets into the magazine.

"Click!"

The magazine was inserted into the magazine, and as soon as the bolt was pulled, a hole appeared in the space in front of Zhou Yang, and the muzzle of the gun poked out, leaving a coin-sized observation port, Zhou Yang looked at the group of devils who were slowly approaching through the sight.

Those figures who alternately advance in the swaying light and shadow, under the infrared sights, are particularly conspicuous in red.

When there were still more than 30 meters, these devils became more and more vigilant and did not dare to approach.

"Poof!"

The scorching shell retreated and collapsed, and catapulted into Zhou Yang's face, which was a little painful.

The bullet that is fired, after passing through the silencer, makes a very small sound. Spun at high speed, it slashed through the air with a dense trajectory, slashed through the gaps between the trees, and drilled into the heart of a ghost soldier!

"Bang!"

Zhou Yang watched the red figure in the scope fall to the ground. After a while, it will turn into a cold gray-black like the dead branches and leaves around it.

"Matsui-kun!"

An exclamation came, Zhou Yang turned the muzzle of the gun, and after recording a short figure into the sight, he decisively pulled the trigger.

"Poof!" The gunfire was gentle, and the bullet cut through a straight trajectory, and in the gap between the trees, it instantly crossed a distance of dozens of meters, and shot at the heart of the short figure.

At the same time, the numbers on the watch jumped again.

"Poof! Burst! Burst! Poof······"

Hot bullet casings burst out and crumbled onto the hard cowhide Martin boots.

"Yaga!"

Behind a birch tree with a thick hug, the second lieutenant officer listened to the continuous "boom" sound of bullets passing through the air in his ears, and looked at the soldiers who fell from time to time around him, and couldn't help but curse angrily.

These are the elite of the Empire!

It is a terrifying existence on the battlefield, but here it died in the hands of an unknown enemy!

Until now, dozens of people have died in the team, nearly half of them, but they haven't even seen the face of the enemy!

You don't know who the enemy is!

Dozens of people have been reduced, even on the frontal battlefield, he has never suffered such a big loss!

But in this dim forest, he was constantly killed by the enemy's sharpshooters.

"Ishida-kun!"

The deputy looked at the second lieutenant officer, who was already frightened.

He didn't know how the other party had found them in the dim forest, and how they could shoot with such precision.

Dozens of people died, and they didn't even see the shadow of the enemy. This unmet enemy is like a god of death hidden in the darkness, constantly reaping their lives.

This is not an enemy army at all, this is an assassin-type battle!

"Turn in! Go back to Qingyuan County! ”

Ishida gritted his teeth and ordered.

"Beep! Beep beep beep! ”

Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded in the mountains and forests.

The next moment, the devil soldiers began to quickly shrink their formation, sheltered by trees, and retreated quickly.

These devil soldiers are also afraid in their hearts, even on the frontal battlefield, under the horn of the charge, under the belief that the empire has brainwashed, and under the spirit of bushido, they have enough courage to charge, but in this dim woods, facing the ghost-like enemy, it is desperate and terrifying, watching the comrades around them fall one by one, almost crushing their inner beliefs, planting the seeds of fear in their hearts.

At this time, the signal to retreat was heard, and almost without hesitation, he turned around and ran!

Fortunately, as soldiers of the elite troops, they still maintained evasive actions when they fled, which caused a bit of trouble to Zhou Yang's hunting.

Aiming at the fleeing devils, Zhou Yang took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the bullets were like poisonous snakes, constantly biting those devils who were exposed to the effective shooting vision, leaving them forever in this inaccessible wilderness and mountain forest.

Poor people don't chase, the devil soldiers blindly retreat, Zhou Yang just bites the enemy and doesn't stop the gun, and is unwilling to chase, because the enemy's retreat methods are also alternately complementary to each other, and the terrain and environment of the mountains and forests have both advantages and disadvantages for Zhou Yang.

Although it was easier to hide his figure, it also blocked his view.

It is impossible for him to hold the scope to pursue the enemy at all times, the open gun is easy to block, the hidden arrow is difficult to defend, he is alone, single-handedly to pursue the large group of people gathered together, the devil with high military quality, in case he is hit by a bullet that does not have long eyes, it is not worth it.

"Click······"

Finally, the sound of the firing pin hitting the air came.

The bullets are empty!

However, at this time, the devil had already run far away, and it was difficult to shoot effectively with the dense forest blocking.

"If it's a flat clearing, one more sniper rifle would be nice. Dodge into space, as long as a sniper rifle with a long enough range, in the range of thousands of meters, snipe these devils one by one! ”

Zhou Yang sighed, put away the Steyr rifle, and rubbed his somewhat sore shoulder.

After all, he had already experienced a high-intensity battle before the crossing, and he did it again soon after, and it was Zhou Yang, who had been exercising, and he was a little unbearable at this time.

After a while, Zhou Yang removed the infrared lens on the Steyr rifle, and there was no devil in his field of vision.

In the dim mountain forest, Zhou Yang's figure reappeared.

He lifted his arm and glanced at the red number on the black crystal-like bracelet on his wrist.