Bright Sword Military System

Chapter 78
Kimura was a little puzzled. He raised his gun and observed it for a while without waiting for the target to get up again.

Has the target been killed?
Or are you too scared to show up?

Kimura thinks neither is likely.

If it is the former, then the enemy should react, such as the sanitation staff running towards the wall, or other people picking up rifles and ammunition, etc... Kimura is very aware of the combat habits of the Eighth Route Army, and they will not let it go if they are seriously lacking in equipment Any chance of picking up Type [-] rifles and original bullets from a comrade-in-arms.

But Kimura has never seen anyone come out from behind the wall with a Type [-] rifle.

This means that the target is still alive.

As for the latter, if the opponent is too scared to show up, then he doesn't deserve to be Kimura's opponent.

If it's neither, what is it?

Could he be watching him secretly?

Kimura suddenly realized that he had made a mistake, a very serious mistake... If he only identified the other party by his body shape and movements, the other party might mix in with his comrades through fake movements.

can you?

Will the opponent be so smart?

He's just an eight-way!

But recalling the previous tactical actions of the Eighth Route Army and the process of sniping the two soldiers on the roof, Kimura felt more and more likely.

This made Kimura's scalp go numb, and before he knew it, the identities between him and the target had been exchanged. He, the hunter, had become the prey, while the target who was originally the prey had been hidden in the dark and became the hunter.

Kimura glanced around, thinking that his hiding place might have been discovered by the other party, but he did not dare to change the location easily.

Although the grinding disc is a good sniper position, its shortcomings are equally obvious: there are no shelters around, and changing positions will inevitably be exposed to the muzzle of the enemy.

Just when Kimura was hesitating whether to take this risk, he suddenly saw a grenade with green smoke dropped beside him.

Kimura secretly said a bad sound, and hurried to the other side of the mill...

If it was someone else, they might flee to change positions at this time, but Kimura knew that it must not be done, because the opponent is likely to be holding a rifle at this time, and running out will only become a target.

Therefore, Kimura just jumped to the other side of the grinding wheel and used the grinding wheel to block the shock wave and shrapnel of the grenade. He hoped that the circular angle of the grinding wheel and the height of the earth wall in front would block the opponent's sight and shooting angle.

Many things on the battlefield are often like this. Life and death are only a matter of thought, and a wrong choice is enough to compete.

After the explosion of "Boom", Kimura thought he had made the right choice, because he was still alive until then.

But the next second he found out that this was not the case, because before he could get up, a black muzzle was pressed against his forehead...

Wang Xuexin jumped to this position when the grenade exploded.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to leap forward at the same time after throwing the Type 50 grenade, because as mentioned before, the Devil’s Type [-] grenade has a killing radius of eight meters and has more than [-] fragments. It's like committing suicide.

But this is only the "general case", special cases such as having a grinding wheel.

Wang Xuexin's idea is very similar to Kimura's. It also uses a grinding disc to block the shock wave and shrapnel of the grenade, and then jumps from a relatively safe angle.

It does take some risks, but when does the battlefield not take risks?

In the end, Wang Xuexin won.

Wang Xuexin successfully found the enemy and put a gun to his head.

"Bang!" Wang Xuexin pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The bullet pierced the Japanese soldier's head and sent a red and white bloody arrow on the other side. The Japanese soldier's head tilted and fell to the ground.

Wang Xuexin's heart was calm, even though he was still facing blood and death, but at this time he only regarded the devil as repaying the debt, and only a small amount... Isn't it right and proper to repay the debt?
Wang Xuexin raised his gun to observe the surroundings and carefully moved to the grinding table. After confirming that it was temporarily safe, he took off the sniper rifle in the hands of the devil and searched all the ammunition and grenades on him.

A sniper rifle with a sniper scope looked like a good thing, and Wang Xuexin turned it into his weapon without hesitation.

Thirty or so rounds of bullets should be carefully selected, because they are particularly well-proportioned... This can only be said to be a feeling. In fact, as long as the original bullets have small errors, the naked eye can hardly detect the difference.

But seeing a lot of bullets, a bunch of bullets can always feel a little difference or little difference in front of them.

Wang Xuexin was very satisfied with the result of this battle, especially surviving the duel while his opponent turned into a cold corpse.

This made Wang Xuexin a little fortunate, and at the same time there was a sense of satisfaction, a kind of fun and satisfaction in defeating a master.

On the other hand, Li Yunlong, who was in command of the regiment headquarters, was dissatisfied:

"Damn, it's all in the devil's nest, but it can't be eaten at this time!"

"What kind of main force is that Hundred Battle Group!"

"I also said that I covered them into the village, and the battle is almost over, and the result is still this bird!"

No wonder Li Yunlong was in a hurry. At this time, the battle had been going on for more than an hour. Seeing that the time agreed by the chief was about to arrive, the battle situation was deadlocked.

At this time, a large number of civilians and troops were gathered at the other end of Xue Huan Village.

Zhao Gang explained from the side: "The Hundred Battles are the main force of the devils, which is different from us..."

Li Yunlong replied without even thinking about it: "Then we have to see who has the most devils! If his main team also had our victory, the devils would have been gone! Do you have to wait until now?"

Zhao Gang didn't say a word.

Li Yunlong's words are really not bragging.

The Hundred Battle Groups were first pressed by the devils outside the village. Although the casualties were large, the results were not great.

Now that the Hundred Troops have invaded the village, they are still fighting very hard because the devil has a grenade.

On the other hand, the independent regiment used the smoke to enter the village and used bullet mines and grenades to push forward, killing and injuring [-] or [-] Guizi people, which means that most of the enemy casualties were caused by the independent regiment.

Just then, the regiment's phone rang.

Li Yunlong hesitated before picking up the phone. He thought it was the chief who came to ask about the situation, so he picked up the receiver and replied, "Don't worry, chief, give me more time! Make sure to complete the task!"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wanhe's voice sounded on the other end of the phone: "So, you Li Yunlong don't need my things?"

Li Yunlong's eyes lit up, and he immediately put on a smile and replied, "Don't...don't! I know that at the critical moment, it is still the old man who is reliable! What good things, let's hear it?"

Zhang Wanhe replied: "I have already sent it to you, it is almost here. But I have to remind you that there is no guarantee of quality, no guarantee of safety, and no guarantee of accuracy..."

"Everything is done, we are responsible for it!" Li Yunlong replied in a big way: "How can the things you send from Zhang go bad? What's the relationship between us, I can't trust others, but you can't trust you, old Zhang. ?"

(End of this chapter)