under fire

The shell gun shoots quickly at close range, and it is not difficult to hit the target with the first bullet.

The ability to hit the target with the second shot counts.

A bouncing muzzle generally does not give the gunman this opportunity.

As a result, the vast majority of people have to change the shell gun to shoot horizontally, and use the muzzle jump to form a fan to shoot roughly.

Xiao Hongying shot first.

A puff of smoke flashed out from the muzzle of the gun in Crazy Yang's hand.

He didn't like the sheer chance of shooting with a shell gun.

Habitually using the shell gun as a pistol, the shooting mode of shooting once and jumping is really tasteless.

Four shell guns fired one after another, and the four devils fell in response.

The first round is easy to fire, and the second round of bullets is fired to readjust the muzzle to find the target.

The devil is not a dead target and will wait for the attacker.

The probability of death on the battlefield is much higher for those who react slowly, and well-trained devils quickly turn their guns.

Xiao Hongying has shot a lot with a pistol, but she has never shot at such a close range.

It's bragging not to be nervous before the gun is fired, but once the gun is fired, the ruthlessness in the bone has already exploded.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to fight devils, so close to the target more than ten meters away, there is no need to aim at all.

With guns in both hands, it is naturally impossible to level the shell gun.

After the first shot brought down a devil, he pressed down the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger twice quickly without hesitation.

bang bang
The two gunshots were quick and rhythmic.

The second bullet fired hit the arm of a devil whose rifle had turned half a circle, and the third bullet penetrated through the devil's left ear door, and drilled out of the right ear door, bringing out a puddle of blood.

There were many devils who turned around, Xiao Hongying lowered the muzzle of the gun and fired the fourth and fifth bullets.

These four bullets hit the devil's chest who had already turned his gun, and the fifth bullet directly hit the devil's right face. Maybe the devil turned his body quickly and almost missed the target.

The shelling guns next to him rang out intensively, and the shelling guns that Zhang Xiaodao had leveled had become a fan.

The snapping sound is crisp and nice
It's a pity that except for the first one that hit the devil, all the nineteen bullets missed the devil.

The enemy is close at hand, and the continuous shooting has all missed the target.
The dense gunfire made the devils who shouted for enemy attack extremely nervous.

Some devils did not turn around immediately, but subconsciously searched for cover first.

The devil who turned around with his rifle in his hand didn't give Zhang Xiaodao a chance to breathe.

A devil's first-class soldier locked on Zhang Xiaohao's figure with the standard tactical action of shooting a moving target.

It only takes a very short time for the brain to move the finger down and pull the trigger.

During this time, a certain gun muzzle jumped arrogantly and let out two extremely rapid gunshots.

Before the devil pressed the trigger with his finger, the first bullet hit the devil's body first.

After pressing the trigger with the finger, the body was slightly deflected by the bullet that rushed at close range.

Immediately, the bullets from the rifle rushed towards Zhang Xiaohao.

The bullet whizzed past Zhang Xiaodao's ear door.

The shell gun in Liu Yuanqing's hand had already hit the fifth target.

Crazy Yang just fired the third bullet. Although the shooting speed was a bit slow, every shot hit the devil's head.

The first hapless devil had been shot in the back of the head, the second had been shot in the temple, the third, who had turned around, had been shot in the chest.

Shooting at close range, automatic weapons are far more powerful than devil rifles.

Xiao Hongying had already killed the No. 6 devil at this time, and at this point, there were a lot of devils on the ground.

There are no devils who can fight back.

The devils in the front and flanks heard the dense gunshots from the heavy fire positions behind, and immediately realized that they had been copied by the Eight Route Army.

With a pig screaming in his mouth, he began to return for help.

Xiao Hongying didn't hesitate, and quickly shot the head of the target she hit earlier.

After all the twenty rounds of ammunition were empty, she immediately squatted on the ground and pulled the heavy rifle on her back: "Liu Yuanqing, you idiot, quickly pull the machine gun away."

Liu Yuanqing looked at the ghost corpses on the ground, raised his thumb and clicked his tongue: "The red instructor is mighty!"

"Hurry up and withdraw!" Crazy Yang, who picked up the grenade and the grenade on the devil's body, yelled strangely.

Liu Yuanqing kicked Zhang Xiaodao: "Don't worry about those rifles, quickly pick up the ammunition box"

Zhang Xiaodao was immersed in the annoyance that twenty bullets only hit one target.

I haven't used the shell gun much before, but I heard from veterans that when they use it, they have to be flat.

This time I lost face to grandma's house.

Quickly picked up the ammunition box and ran.

Crazy Yang tied the two glorious elastic pull ropes behind the devil's corpse, and followed him into the Gaoliang land in the east.

The devils returning to the aid moved quickly. After more than two dozen devils lay or crouched to establish vigilance, another sergeant who led the team forward finally saw the situation on the battlefield clearly.

Wherever they usually go together, the high-spirited elites are all lying on the ground.

A quick scan of the scene immediately revealed that all elite warriors had been shot in the head, without exception!

The ghost medical soldiers were a little dazed, the situation on the scene was a bit miserable, and there was no way to rescue them in order of serious and minor injuries on the battlefield.

To be precise, there is actually no need to bandage to stop the bleeding.

Subconsciously, he stretched out a finger and blocked a gun hole that was slowly leaking brains out.

The Sergeant Cao ordered to be vigilant on the spot, but did not dare to order his men to pursue him hastily.

"Young girl seems to have hit six shots, and she hits them more neatly than me." Liu Yuanqing hid in the sorghum field and fiddled with a crooked machine gun, tilted his head and muttered to Crazy Yang who was fiddling with a grenade next to him: "Look, She didn't even bat an eye when she put the gun in the kid's head"

"It's ruthless!" Crazy Yang nodded.

"We have always thought that the shell gun is a worthless thing, but this vile and smoking gun actually made a lot of money for it." Liu Yuanqing said while releasing the crooked light machine gun trigger.

A new round of shooting is ready.

Waiting for Xiao Hongying's sniper team to kill the devil's commander, he will give the devil a wave of ruthlessness.

Next to her, the main character, Xiao Hongying, with big eyes, was leaning behind the scope of the rifle.

The field of view of the scope is narrow, and the high beams cover part of the line of sight, so it is impossible to see who the devil commander is.

Observer Zhang Xiaodao held up his binoculars and muttered: "Counting from the devil with a towel hanging on his chest on the left, the fifth devil should be an official."

"You mean that pig's kidney face?"

"That's right, can you hit it?"

"Just look at it!"

boom.
As soon as the words were finished, a bullet was ejected from the chamber and passed through the gaps between countless sorghum poles.

Accurately hit the devil observer's chest.

To kill an enemy on the battlefield, it is not necessary to hit the enemy's head.

As long as the enemy's torso is shot, no matter which part it is, it is basically impossible to have a chance to fight back.

It's a pity that Zhang Xiaodao thinks that the observation with the telescope is the devil commander.

In fact, it's not his fault. Only the commanders of the Eighth Route Army have binoculars.

He also forgot that he was also holding a telescope in his hand now.

The sergeant who was attacked reacted immediately: "Two points to the east, shoot!"

The devil on the ground heard the gunshot, and before the sergeant gave an order, the muzzle of the gun was already pointing at the approximate direction of the gunshot.

After the Devil Sergeant Cao gave the order to shoot, the sound of rifle shooting immediately rang out.

A round of rifle bullets broke countless sorghum poles.

chug chug.
Suddenly there was the clamor of light machine guns from the direction of one o'clock.

One of the three bullets fired in bursts hit Sergeant Cao's chest, and then the machine gun ballistically squatted on the ground and fought back, wreaking havoc among the crowd of devils.

A second lieutenant died in one team, followed by two Sergeant Caos, and the remaining third Sergeant Cao immediately took over command.

Gap in the clip of the light machine gun bridge clip.

The Third Sergeant Cao yelled strangely at the drake's throat: "Everyone get down, fight back, fight back!"

The distance between the two sides is not far.

Gunshots came and went.

The convoy behind was not far away, and the devil observer standing on the top of the driver was holding up a binoculars and constantly reporting the battle situation to the captain under the car.

Due to the cover of the green gauze tent, the observers could not see what happened on the other side of the battlefield.

Just guessing that the reconnaissance team was attacked by the Eight Routes, and kept repeating how many people there might be, what guns were there, and how many shots were fired
The level of observers is really poor!
Hearing the black lines in the captain's head, he really wanted to pull this idiot down and slap ten or eight times
The sound of gunfire was dense, and the captain's heart seemed to be hammered.

He even had the illusion that if the two detectives on the side of the road hadn't reported the news, maybe the entire brigade might have been ambushed.

Thinking of this, he ordered the artillerymen again: "Prepare the tea bombs!"

"Your Excellency, our warriors are still ahead." The assistant's expression changed drastically.

The captain sneered: "They have gas masks!"