Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 610 The Heart of a Warrior

Tang Dao accurately hit the thigh of the Japanese soldier lying in the bushes 300 meters away.

Perhaps the Japanese army never dreamed that they would be hit by bullets when they hid so tightly, but this unbelievableness did not prevent the bullets carved with deep marks by the bayonet from being shot from the hypertrophic gluteus maximus, and hit the inside of it. The back of the femur did not burst out from the other side like the original track.

Instead, the seemingly solid copper bullet became fragile and instantly deformed. After breaking the bone, the tumbling copper bullet happened to avoid the main artery, forming a terrible cavity on the outer side of the hypertrophic thigh and then drilled out.

Even Heizi and others who were more than 300 meters away could hear the Japanese army howling in pain.

"Damn you, aren't all the devils stubborn, why are you being beaten to the bone by the chief, and screaming so badly?" Heizi curled his lips and muttered in a low voice, expressing his disdain for the Japanese army's weak performance.

Niu Er, who was squatting on a branch of a big tree five or six meters away and aimed at the distance, grinned and ignored him.

He is the only person here who has a 'scope' besides Tang Dao. The blood spattered in his clear vision is enough to prove how big the wounds of the Japanese soldiers would be.

Don't look at Heizi's tough look at the moment, Niu Er can guarantee that if he gets hit by such a bullet, he will definitely not be weaker than the screaming Japanese soldier.

In fact, the surface of the bone itself does not have pain nerves attached to it. If the bone is really broken, it does not hurt much. The reason why the human body feels pain is the extremely rich pain nerves in the muscle tissue, and the damage caused by the rolling and deformed bullets is mainly It is aimed at the body tissue of the human body.

The originally tight body was suddenly torn open with a hole the size of a baby's fist. What kind of pain was that?
I am afraid that only the person concerned can answer this question.

What's more terrible is not just the unimaginable pain.

The Japanese army also lost the ability to move quickly after being shot.

This is the deadliest thing on the battlefield.

The first-aid kit that he carries with him can block the huge wound that gushes out blood, at least in a short period of time, he will not die from excessive blood loss.

The severe pain was heart-piercing, but at least it proved that he was still alive, and that was the only thing to be thankful for.

Whether it is for the wounded Japanese soldier or his colleagues, one thing is clear, he needs help.

Regardless of the Chinese and Japanese armies, on the battlefield, they will help their companions without hesitation.

The army itself is a collective, no one can survive alone, only in groups can they ensure their own survival.

Therefore, at the moment when the Japanese army wailed loudly, a yellow shadow moved slightly in the grass five or six meters away from him.

Tang Dao, who had been waiting for a long time, waved his gun slightly, and quietly locked on the alarmed target.

"Bang!" One shot.

Broken soul!

The not-so-clear yellow shadow crouched in the grass trembled a few times, and fell silent.

"Akishi-kun, Kawaguchi-kun, come and help me!" The wounded Japanese soldier wailed in pain and called for the help of his familiar colleagues.

The popularity of the Japanese army should be good, and the rank will not be very low, at least it is a senior soldier or a sergeant. After learning from the past, someone still tried to throw a first-aid kit at him, although the figure disappeared in a flash.

But he was still too slow. Tang Dao, who had already firmly locked onto that area, shot at the grass, and a khaki fell to the ground from the grass, rolling painfully on the ground for a long time before gradually dying.

Blood stains were left on the ground.

Two people in a row were shot and killed by the opponent's ruthless gunmen because they tried to help their injured colleagues.

Even the wounded Japanese soldiers sensed the abnormality, and instead of screaming desperately for help, they tried their best to crawl deeper into the grass with both arms.

Unfortunately, he is bait.

How could an old hunter with many years of hunting experience let his bait slip away?

want to run?Tang Dao, who watched all this indifferently through the scope, had a sneer on his lips.

Yes, this Japanese soldier was the bait dropped by Tang Dao, and all the Japanese soldiers who tried to help him would become the prey of his hunter.

Unless, the Japanese army could bear it and watched their companions being shot and killed one by one.

But Tang Dao knew very well that as long as he was an army and a soldier, he would not choose this way.The Chinese are like this, the Japanese are like this, as long as they are intelligent people, they will make such futile choices.

In fact, this kind of case is not new, but it will be repeated in various battlefields in the next 100 years!

"Bang!" Tang Dao's muzzle moved slightly, and hit the ankle that the Japanese soldier had tried hard to cover but was still exposed in his sight.

Blood blossomed, and in the scope, the Japanese soldier's body trembled violently and howled miserably, but he worked hard with his uninjured hands, trying to climb deeper into the bushes to avoid the gaze of the devil.

It was extremely unfortunate that what he encountered was the only super sniper in the world.

Accurate marksmanship is still secondary, but the ruthlessness on the battlefield is watered by hundreds of lives.

As long as he is on the battlefield, he is an indifferent killing machine.

All the weakness and humbleness of the enemy are but a catalyst for homicide.

Niu Er didn't participate in the battle, his eyes stayed on the area Tang Dao attacked.

He knew that this was not only Tang Dao killing the enemy, but also the most vivid teaching.Tang Dao was teaching him how to kill people most effectively.

Accurate marksmanship is just one of the skills to kill the enemy.

More importantly, it is to take the battle situation into one's own hands, and to have a cold and hard heart.

In this respect, he is far inferior to Tang Dao.

Therefore, under his gun, there were far more deaths than injuries.

Tang Dao's gaze was cold, the muzzle of the gun moved slowly, and he fired again. The Japanese soldier was shot in the arm he was using, and the remaining arm could no longer support him to move his body.

The helpless bait can only choose to lie flat, waiting for the help of his companions.

The battlefield was quiet. By this time, no matter how stupid the Japanese army was, they would have understood the opponent's conspiracy. More precisely, it was an overt conspiracy.

It's okay if you don't want to help this severely injured companion. The gunman hiding in the forest will kill their colleague slowly with one shot after another in front of them.

This is a shame for any soldier, a shame that goes deep into the bone marrow, let alone the Japanese army, which claims to be the number one army in Asia?
They must be saved, even knowing that they may be killed for it.

But if they knew that the enemy in front of them, who was hiding at some distance, used this trick to snipe and kill 500 well-trained Blackwater mercenaries from 15 meters away, until 3 hours later, His bait died slowly in pain, only to end the trap slaughter of the prey by the hunter.

At that time, Tang Dao was far from reaching his future achievements. He was not considered a rookie in the special forces, nor could he be called a veteran. Otherwise, he could completely keep the target alive for more than 8 hours.

His bullets could start from the feet bit by bit, knocking him piecemeal, causing pain, but not bleeding to death.

The Japanese army may not give up this futile rescue.

It's a pity that they, who are in the game, must be trapped by the game, which is due to human nature.

Niu Er also asked Tang Dao after the war, what should he do if his own people fell into such a trap?Tang Dao pondered for a while, and gave him a somewhat vague answer.

Others don't know, but if it was him, after realizing the enemy's intention, he would give himself a knife as soon as possible, which would not drag his comrades down and make himself more happy.

"However, what if the opponent doesn't give you a chance to commit suicide at all? For example, like you, sir, you shoot off the limbs of the body first." Niu Er is very smart, pointing to the core of the problem.

Tang Dao showed a mouthful of white teeth and smiled brightly: "If a person wants to die, there are more than [-] ways to die! For example, by twisting the body to expand the wound, it hurts, but the blood will flow faster , Another example, tell your comrades, kill me! I especially thank you.

It’s just that you remember that since ancient times, the only one who has died in hardship, and those who want to die are only a small number of people. No matter how desperate they are, they still feel that they can save them.

Therefore, for your sniper, the choice of your bait needs luck, and for the bait comrades, it also needs luck.And if you have a comrade-in-arms like me, luck, it should be good. "

The young Niu Er understood.

Faced with this situation, unless the sniper can be killed, there is only one way to use it. If the bait loses its life, the trap will become invalid.

Cruel?Brutal, yes, but that's war.

On the battlefield, when the two armies are facing each other, they must hide the warmth of humanity deep in their hearts, and they must be as cold as winter to the enemy, otherwise, it is a crime against their comrades-in-arms and compatriots.

Pity the Japanese aggressors, so who will sympathize with the hundreds of thousands of compatriots who died unjustly in Jinling City in the future?
Tang Dao will never forget that he stood by the Mochou Lake in that city, but he dared not take half a step towards the memorial hall lined with countless black monuments. Every name written on it was staring at them These youths in olive green, ask them: Do you remember?
Tang Dao dare not forget, never forget.

Every shot he shoots now is an answer to those souls belonging to Chinese soldiers.

I wait to kill the enemy!You can have a great heart!

The sun in the mountains is obviously brilliant!
The cold wind is blowing, and it seems to have a temperature!

(End of this chapter)