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Chapter 38 Encountering the Devils and Sharpshooters

Wang Si nodded, then held the gun in his hand tightly, and ran towards the mountain.

After living in this forest for such a long time, he dared to say that he was the only one who could live in this forest, except for the forest. Basically, no one could surpass it.

In this forest, Wang Si ran around like running on the flat ground. It was no problem to climb and jump. When he ran, he was like a gust of wind. Before you could see his shadow clearly, he had disappeared into this green sea.

After the gunshot in the forest, it became extremely quiet, as if nothing had happened. The cicadas were still chirping endlessly on the big tree, which made people feel very upset.

Although it was almost afternoon, the heat still covered the entire forest. The green leaves turned into a storm under the hot sun and couldn't cheer up.

Wang Si stopped running, calmed down and listened to all the sounds around him. After not finding anything abnormal, he moved his steps slowly, fearing that any sound made by his feet on the dead branches would be exposed.

At this moment, through the cover of the branches, he saw a man in animal skin clothes and a hunting rifle lying on the ground, blood flowing on the ground and slowly seeping into the soil.

After carefully checking around and confirming that there was nothing wrong, Wang Si bypassed the big tree that blocked him and rolled and jumped to the man.

Only then did he realize that the man was a strange face. He didn't know the other person, but based on the other person's dress and outfit, he initially judged that this person should be a nearby hunter.

But there was a bullet hole on the forehead of this hunter that was pierced by a bullet, and the Blood Hero flowed out from the back through the bullet hole.

It is obvious that this is caused by the gunshots he heard before. However, hunters in the mountains and forests use large caliber hunting rifles, and the bullet shooting position is relatively large, and they will not be as neat as the guns now. Therefore, this should not be a man-killing by hunters in the mountains because of the conflict between the hunting grounds.

The hunter held the shotgun tightly in his right hand, and his index finger was tightly pressed on the trigger, but he still didn't have time to shoot. It can be seen that the opponent's shooting skills were very impressive. He took action decisively and cruelly, and did not give the hunter any chance to counterattack.

Who killed this strange hunter? Wang Si's heart was full of fog, but based on this judgment, an outsider must have entered this forest.

He had to figure out what was going on, otherwise Shen Peiyun and him would probably become unsafe to live with Brother Hunter's house.

Thinking of this, Wang Si continued to hold the gun in his hand and walked into the forest ahead. Under the big tree 150 meters away, he found a bullet shell.

I picked up the bullet case and smelled it. I found that the gunpowder smelled very strong, and the length and size of the bullet case were almost the same as the rifle bullets covered by 38 large covers in his hand.

"This is the bullet of the Japanese Type 38 rifle, can it be said?" Wang Si couldn't help but mutter in his heart, then put the shell in his pocket, and then searched for traces around him.

Two or three meters behind the big tree, I saw broken branches. The broken marks were obvious, and they should not be caused by cloth shoes or straw sandals.

The soles of cloth shoes and straw sandals are relatively soft. When you step on them, the focus is on the bones of the footboard. The fracture should appear inconsistent broken marks, but the broken marks in front of you are very different from the cloth shoes he wears.

At this time, he heard the sound of someone walking in the forest, and immediately jumped into the grass beside him, lay down without any movement, and he slid his head slightly along the gaps in the grass and looked out.

At this moment, the gun in his hand was already tightly held in his hand, ready to lift it up and shoot at the target at any time.

"Senior Yamamoto, why do we snipe the Chinese hunter and expose our whereabouts?" At this time, two Japanese officers came over.

A rank of a magistrate, wearing a pair of black framed eyes, unable to see the other person's eyes clearly, and his thin face was covered with pockmarks, which could be described as the stars in the sky.

This man is not tall enough, but the small beard under his nose is very conspicuous and he is a complete militarist.

Beside this master, a Japanese captain, looked very scholarly and his tender face completely exposed the fact that he was inexperienced. His thick eyebrows and big eyes were full of strangeness, making people unable to understand what he was thinking.

He asked why the captain was the captain who killed the hunter, which showed that he was a complete raw melon seed and knew nothing.

"This time, we were invited by the commander of Yuncheng military police, Hashimoto, to go to Yuncheng to help deal with the matter of Chinese gunmen. The whereabouts should not be exposed at all. The hunter just saw us passing by here and followed the confidentiality regulations. We must kill him to ensure that our identity is not exposed!" Yamamoto answered seriously, and did not have time to look at everything around him with his eyes.

"Senior, he is really decisive and decisive. Ono really admires it!" The Japanese Captain immediately expressed his words.

"Someone has been here!" Yamamoto sniffed around him slightly, then pulled the captain beside him and hid behind the big tree.

"Senior Yamamoto, how did you know?" the Japanese captain asked, looking at Yamamoto in confusion.

"The smell of soil, the branches and rotten leaves here have been stepped on or flipped, revealing a faint corrosive smell!" Yamamoto is a professional sniper in the Great Japanese Empire. He has received very professional training and can feel the slight changes in the surrounding environment. This is the basic common sense of a sniper.

"Is this person still around us?" Osamu was a little nervous. This was the first time he felt the presence of his opponent at such a close distance.

"It's very likely!" Yamamoto said, picking up the sniper rifle in his hand, pulling the bolt, loading the bullets, and preparing for combat.

When Wang Si saw that the two men were Japanese devils, he immediately pulled up the gun in his hand, reached into the gap in the grass, and carefully searched for the Japanese target, intending to snipe the opponent.

But the moment he picked up the gun, the Japanese suddenly ran behind the big tree and hid, causing the target in front of him to suddenly disappear.

He knew clearly that the Japanese were hiding behind the big tree opposite, but he had no way to hit any of the opponents because he could not see any part of the opponent's body.

"Maybe he has left!" Ono couldn't stand the motion of motion behind the big tree, and his feet were almost numb.

"I have a feeling that this is a strong opponent. He must be in a corner nearby, and his gun is aiming at us!" Yamamoto said with certainty, with almost no doubt of his judgment.

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