"Did you see it?" Chen Chen stretched out his finger and pointed, "One bright and one dark, there are two sentries in total. They probably think it is absolutely safe, and even the dark gate is smoking."

"I understand." Zhao Tie admired Chen Chen's care.

Lying in the grass, Chen Chen stared at the secret whistle and quietly approached the past.

The Japanese hid behind a big tree, venting smoke comfortably, and looked at another sentry patrolling the road from time to time. He didn't expect that someone had already set his sights on him and was about to put the noose of death on his neck.

Chen Chen quietly came to the back of the tree, slowly walked around, and suddenly pounced on it, and the small axe in his hand hit the Japanese head from the side. The Japanese fainted without even humming.

Chen Chen held the Japanese's body and slowly fell to the ground, jammed his neck, twisted it hard, and with a click, the Japanese sentry went to see Aunt Amaterasu in a coma.

Slowly crawling, Chen Chen crawled back to the snow next to the trail and stared at the sentry patrolling back and forth.

When the Japanese turned around and turned back again, he quickly climbed onto the path, then rolled on the ground for a few times, hid in a small depression, and did not move.

One step, two steps, three steps... The clumsy, slow leather shoes sounds approached from far away, walked past Chen Chen's face, and then another step, two steps, three steps back.

Chen Chen suddenly stretched out his legs and slammed them hard. The Japanese sentry caught him off guard. With a whistle, he suddenly fell to the ground. Before he could make another sound, his mouth was covered and a cold dagger pierced into his heart.

Until now, Chen Chen's body has the ability to fight, and his strength has not reached its peak, but it is no longer a problem to sneak attack and kill someone with skills.

No one asked in the guardhouse. It seemed that the Japanese inside were asleep. Chen Chen bent over and dragged the Japanese's body into the grass beside the road.

Zhao Tie quickly took the Japanese gun and untied the bullet box, grenade and belt on the Japanese body. Chen Chen took off the Japanese military coat and put it on himself.

Chen Chen stretched out his finger, Zhao Tie nodded, trotted, guarded the mountain road leading to the ridge. Chen Chen slowly turned out from behind the tree, walked twice in a fake manner, and then walked towards the guardhouse.

As he approached the guardhouse, he could even hear the snoring like a pig inside. Chen Chen smiled and pushed the door in, waving the dagger, and only heard the muffled sound of the two Japanese killed in their sleep.

"Successful, let's go." Lao Zhou saw a red cigarette butt next to the guardhouse drawing three circles, and quickly greeted everyone, jogging towards the guardhouse in the night.

A Japanese soldier appeared on the mountain road leading to the ridge, walked down staggeringly with a cigarette in his mouth and humming a small song. As soon as he changed, the guy was seeing a few figures running towards the guardhouse.

"Who is it? What are you doing?" The guy took the gun off his shoulder, pulled the bolt with a thud.

When Zhao Tie saw that he was spotted by the Japanese, he immediately fired.

Unfortunately, the bullet flew over the Japanese head, which scared the Japanese. He immediately rushed to the side of the mountain road, shot and fought back, and shouted loudly.

When Chen Chen saw that the stuffing was exposed, he immediately took off the gun from his shoulders, ran out of the guardhouse, and said to the people who were running over: "Bring everything in the guardhouse, and wait for the Japanese to attract them, you will pass by, enter the river valley, and wait for me in the mountains." After that, he hugged and ran towards Zhao Tie.

Dadada... Blind shooting began in the bunkers on the ridge, and bullets hit the road, stirring up dust. Several Japanese rush out with guns and went down the ridge to reinforce.

Chen Chen was invisible behind a large stone completely covered by snow and slowly stretched out his gun. The Japanese who was the first to show the situation was still shooting, and Zhao Tie was so pressed that he couldn't raise his head.

Slowly aimed at the Japanese who was playing this bad thing, Chen Chen moved the rifle in his hand back lightly.

The bullet shot into the Japanese head with hatred for the invaders. First, it burst his left eyeball, and then jumped into his skull without looking back. It rolled freely inside, stirring his brain into a pot of tofu, and opened a big blood hole for himself in the back of the Japanese head, announcing the end of the trip.

"Go away, go with them, and run into the valley if you find an opportunity. I will catch up with you soon." Chen Chen said loudly to Zhao Tie.

Zhao Tie nodded, and quickly ran towards Lao Zhou and others who were hiding in the dead corner of the bunker with a gun.

The Japanese revenge bullets flew aimlessly overhead, mixed with the random explosion of grenade launchers, but all this could not disturb Chen Chen's actions. After snorting more than 20 meters, Chen Chen came to the sniper position that he had expected in advance.

They were several huge rocks standing unevenly, covered by snow, but several gaps were exposed in the middle. He stretched out his gun from the gap and quietly waited for the Japanese who went down the mountain to reinforce.

The gun in Chen Chen's hand was steadily and flat.

Although snipers are usually in a group of two, he still chose to act alone because no one has cooperated with him and has little understanding of each other, which makes him easily misunderstood. Instead, he is not as casual as him alone.

A little Japanese man with a yellow hat showed up, followed by a second and a third, and soon, five or six Japanese man appeared. He was wearing a coat and looked clumsy and conspicuous in the snow.

A familiar excitement before hunting began to jump up Chen Chen's back spine. Every time he felt this way, his adrenal hormones began to boil and his murderous aura filled with murderous aura.

The Japanese in front stared at the eyes, held the machine gun, and shot shortly at the suspicious targets in front, and the muscles on their faces were trembling constantly.

Unfortunately, this was the last time he shot so happily.

Chen Chen pulled the machine and the gunshot rang again; the second warhead shot into the Japanese forehead accurately and then penetrated from the back of his head. After continuing to fly for more than ten meters, it drew an arc in the air, then landed on the ground exhausted, rolled a few times, and stopped moving.

The machine gun was silenced, and the other Japanese immediately ran two steps forward and bent down to pick up the machine gun that was dropped on the ground.

"Bang!" The gunshot sounded, and the bullet flew out of the fire hat, and was blocked by the head more than 300 meters away. However, the unstoppable bullet did not care about the fragile obstacles in the skull, and directly drilled in.

After passing through a few centimeters, the warhead suddenly broke out, and some red and white liquid splashed out.

"Secret, be careful to hide." A Japanese sergeant shouted, scattering with his companions to find a hidden place.

The gunshots continued, and the Japanese were shooting. Chen Chen hid behind this hidden place with excellent protection and calmly continued to wait for the opportunity.

For sniper troops, fire suppression in suspicious directions is usually used to interfere with the sniper's shooting, while quickly approaching the enemy in order to find the sniper.

The ways to find enemy snipers include judging by gunfire, animal and plant dynamics, bullet injection angles, and even guessing the favorable terrain that the enemy may use.

Of course, this is the practice of an army that has received anti-sniper training. At this time, I believe that no unit in the world has received systematic anti-sniper training.

And these Japanese devils who faced Chen Chen could only complain that they were in trouble.

At this time, the sniper rifle used by Chen Chen showed its power.

Although the caliber of the Type 38 riding rifle is only 6.5mm, the gunpowder is fully burned and the barrel is long, so there is almost no light or smoke when shooting. It is difficult for the Japanese to determine the exact position of Chen Chen in the dark night just by relying on the direction of the gunshot.

The moonlight flows quietly on the forests, trees, rocks, and snow, but it gives people a different feeling.

The moonlight here seems to exist alone from the whole, not bright and soft, but pale and cold, reminding people of the linen covering the coffin.

The Japanese were shooting, and the jungle branches blown by the wind were shaking like monsters, rustling, and snow dust was occasionally scraped into the air and pressed onto their faces. It seemed that there were enemies everywhere, and there were black windows everywhere.

Chen Chen aimed at a Japanese man hiding behind a stone. The Japanese man's movements were very standard and standard. He poked his head out and shot, squatted down and loaded the bullets in secret, undulating his body like a rabbit.

One, two, three... Chen Chen counted silently in his heart, and calculated the time, just be regular. Although it was only a few seconds, it was enough to send you to the King of Hell.

Squat down and got up, Chen Chen pulled the plate machine, and the bullet flew out of the chamber with a sharp roar, hitting the forehead of the Japanese who had just probed to raise the gun. The bullet penetrated the steel helmet and shattered the skull. The Japanese leaned back, pulled the plate machine with his fingers, and the bullet flew into the sky.

After the shooting, Chen Chen withdrew his gun and crawled slowly to the side. This is a professional habit. According to the sniper tactics, after shooting at one position in succession, he must evacuate and replace it, otherwise there will be a risk of being hit.

The Japanese in the bunker were completely attracted by it, and the machine guns were yelling, and the broken branches fell one after another, landing on Shen Chen's head and body.

But Chen Chen was not afraid. Shooting was blind and the Japanese could not find their exact location.

What are snipers afraid of?

The first is to be afraid of traveling with each other. You should know that the most effective weapon against snipers is another sniper; the second is to be afraid of cannons, one covers bombing, which can blow the sniper's hiding place without any tiles.

Now neither of these exists, Chen Chen is quite confident.

The machine gun turned elsewhere and fired. Chen Chen crawled for a distance, slowly raised his head, and stretched out the gun from the dead grass and snow.

Several remaining Japanese were still stranded on the hillside between the bunker and the guardhouse, and their arrogance was destroyed by successive deaths.

The sniper who kills people in the blink of an eye can create an inexplicable sense of fear and pressure. No one knows when or where the bullet will fly, bringing a fatal blow.

Zhao Tie and others finally found the opportunity, hugged and walked through the road, drilled through the snow-covered bushes, and rushed into the mountains.

Without the guardhouse, I couldn't see clearly the actions of Zhao Tie and others from the bunkers and the ridge, but I still got the eyes from Chen Chen, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The Japanese fired a firecracker and saw the bullets that had not retaliated, and guessed whether the enemy had slipped away or had run over secretly.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the Japanese on the hillside began to be unable to bear it. A veteran shouted loudly, and a new soldier walked out of the hidden place helplessly, holding a gun and looking around.

There was no situation. The new Japanese recruit who was regarded as a temptation felt very glad that he walked to the falling machine gun, and no bullets were shot. The damn enemy must have left.

He straightened his waist, looked at the white forests around, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The old Japanese were relieved and shouted loudly. He hid behind the stones, and the Japanese 6 who were lying in the grass and snow crawled out.

Chen Chen counted and there were four other guys. The Japanese soldiers were busy checking their fallen companions. There were no survivors, and they were all fatal.

"Baga" the old Japanese man had a beard all over his face and looked very fierce. After seeing several corpses, he couldn't help but curse with hatred, but he was shocked in his heart. The Chinese sharpshooter was really amazing.

He commanded several Japanese soldiers to carry all the dead down and put them next to the guardhouse. The old Japanese ordered others to set up a whistle and he wanted to return to the bunker to report the situation.

This time, I suffered a great loss, and seven or eight people died, but I couldn't even see the shadow of the attacker clearly.

Chen Chen quietly sneaked to the dead corner of the bunker shooting, but he could carry out accurate strikes on the Japanese near the guardhouse.

Seeing that the four Japanese were completely exposed, he carefully observed the Japanese's location, thinking about which one to hit first and which one to hit later, and then sneered and stretched out the barrel again.

Bang! The gunshot suddenly rang out, and Chen Chen first shot the Japanese with a machine gun.

Because he was the most threatening. The bullet roared, and the bullet broke the sternum of the Japanese soldier, causing a ball of wolf-hearted lungs to pieces. He pulled the bolt, pulled the shell, put the bullet on, aimed again, Chen Chen's movement was extremely rapid.

When the old Japanese heard the gunshot, they reacted very quickly and almost instinctively rushed towards the hidden object next to them.

Any running and moving object has an advance measurement. When you aim at it, the running object has passed the point you aim at.

So, you should aim at a certain point in front of the moving line.

Of course, this advance amount is difficult to estimate, and it must be calculated in detail the degree, orientation, and environment of the moving object at that time.

Because any craters, concave and convex factors in the road surface will affect the estimation of advance amounts.

Knock! Chen Chen's gun fired again, and the bullet shot into the old Japanese knight's chest. The implosion effect of the specially processed bullet in the body instantly shattered the old Japanese knight's countless alveoli.

He was as if he was hit hard by someone and fell heavily to the ground. As he breathed, blood spurted out of his mouth and nose. Soon, blood would block his trachea, and he would no longer breathe air and never see the sun tomorrow.

The machine gun rang again, but it had no effect on Chen Chen. He only needed to concentrate on dealing with the remaining two Japanese.

If someone comes out of the bunker again, it is exactly what he hopes that the turtle shell will be out, and under his gun, it will be almost dead.

The remaining two Japanese soldiers rushed into the guardhouse and the other rolled into the depression, screaming in panic, and shooting randomly.

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Chapter completed!