I rise from the sword

Chapter 31 Take down the train station, a bumper harvest

The soldiers of the new regiment pulled the fuse in advance, almost as soon as the grenade was thrown in, there was a violent explosion.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom!—"

The shattered shrapnel flew in all directions in the bunker along with the explosion shock wave. The little devils couldn't afford to dodge at all, and there was no room to dodge.

Some devil soldiers were cut open by the shrapnel and turned into blood hedgehogs, and some devil soldiers were blown away by the blast wave, and their bodies hit the wall heavily, dying on the spot.

"Baga! What's going on?"

The sound of the explosion caught the attention of the Devil's machine gunners on the watchtower, but before they could see the situation clearly, a rifle bullet flew towards him.

"puff!"

The bullet seemed to have eyes, and hit the devil's machine gunner on the watchtower on the left between the eyebrows, knocking his skull out.

Red and white, blood and brains scattered all over the watchtower.

"Snapped!"

Another shot was fired, and the deputy shooter's head was also smashed into a rotten watermelon, and his body fell sideways beside the main shooter.

"Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to the host, kill 1 enemy machine gunner, merit +5, experience +5."

"Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to the host, kill 1 enemy soldier, merit +3, experience +3."

Yang Lin ignored the system prompt, turned his gun and aimed at the Devil's machine gunner on the watchtower on the right.

"Want to resist? You just don't want to live anymore. If that's the case, then I'll help you."

The corners of Yang Lin's mouth rose slightly, a cold arc bloomed, and he pulled the trigger again.

The next moment, there was a bloody hole in the head of the devil machine gunner, his body tilted, he fell heavily from the high platform, and fell into a pool of rotten flesh.

"idiot!"

The deputy shooter next to him yelled angrily and tried to come over to make up for it. Yang Lin had a panoramic view of this scene.

"I've seen people rushing to go on a blind date, and I've seen people rushing to get divorced, but this is the first time I've met this Lao Tzu who was rushing to reincarnate.

No matter, no matter what, I will be a good person and let you be fulfilled! "

The grim smile on Yang Lin's mouth became brighter, and he continued to pull the trigger.

……

"Ding! The system prompts, congratulations to the host, kill 1 enemy machine gunner, merit +5, experience +5."

"Ding! The system prompts, congratulations to the host, kill 1 enemy soldier, merit +3, experience +3."

The new group of machine gunners who were preparing to replenish their guns were all stunned. Their eyes widened and their expressions were shocked.

4 bullets killed 4 devils, and the bullets were flawless. I'm afraid their old regiment leader Li Yunlong can't match this marksmanship, right?

If it wasn't for the fact that the Devil's heavy machine gun on the watchtower hadn't fired, they even suspected that they had read it wrong.

However, what shocked them most was Yang Lin's shooting speed.

It took him less than 4 seconds to shoot 10 shots in a row. Is this something humans can do?
Yang Lin didn't care about the shock of the few people, he suddenly remembered something, so he asked the system: "System, why didn't the devils who were killed in the bunker increase their merit and experience points?
There are also previously unnamed mountainous areas. "

"System prompt: Only enemies killed by the host himself or by the host's subordinates will receive merit points and experience points."

Yang Lin was stunned.

Careless, if I knew it earlier, I should have taken over the task of treacherous enemies.

I thought I picked up an easy job, but I didn't expect to be self-defeating, and lost a lot of merit points and experience points.

……

On the other side, under the leadership of Zhao Dejiu, Ding Wei also came to the door of the devil's command room, and the little devil inside tried to rely on the room as a position to resist stubbornly.

Ding Wei's face sank: "Grenade waiter!"

"Yes!"

Several soldiers from the new regiment responded, and decisively took the grenade from their waists, pulled the fuse and threw it through the window that was damaged by the bullet.

"Baga! It's a grenade!"

Several devils on duty fell to the ground with grenades falling under their feet, and their souls were frightened, rushing towards the gate.

"boom!"

"Boom!—"

There was a loud explosion, and these little devils were blown away by the raging shock wave before they even reached the door, and fell heavily on the ground, dying on the spot.

Ding Wei stepped forward, holding a shell gun, and looked in through the open door. The entire command room had been turned into ruins, and a big hole was opened in the roof.

Broken tiles, and various pieces of furniture were scattered all over the place.

Looking at the corpses of the devils lying on the ground, almost none of them are complete. Needless to say, it is obvious that they will not survive.

Soon, Yang Lin also rushed over.

Led by Zhao Dejiu, they came to the military supplies warehouse at the train station.

"Open it!" Yang Lin pouted, naturally he didn't need to do this kind of thing himself.

"Yes!"

Zhao Dejiu responded, picked up a stone nearby, and smashed it down.

There was a loud bang, and the iron chain on the gate immediately fell to the ground.

Then, he dropped the stone again and pushed open the door.

Under the light of the flashlight, the neatly stacked sacks in the warehouse immediately appeared in front of everyone.

Ding Wei's eyes lit up when he saw this.

"Open it and see what's in the sack."

"Yes!"

The soldiers of the two independent regiments responded, each drew a dagger and walked in.

"Hiss!—"

The sack was cut open, and crystal clear rice grains flowed out from inside.

"Rice, leader, it's rice!" The two soldiers shouted excitedly.

"It's all rice?"

Ding Wei's eyes widened, and he strode into the warehouse: "Quick, open the sacks over there too."

"By the way, just cut a small opening, and don't let the rice inside fall out again."

"Yes!"

The soldier responded, walked over and made several more cuts one after another.

Without exception, hundreds of sacks were filled with white rice, at least tens of thousands of catties.

"It's developed! It's developed! A new group of rations for the winter has arrived!"

Ding Wei couldn't suppress the joy in his heart any longer, and jumped up excitedly.

There is no way, the same sentence, the conditions of the Eighth Route Army are too difficult, so much rice, this is the first time for this regiment leader to see it.

Yang Lin was quite calm. He said, "It seems that we have to call all the brothers from Wanjia Town and Wuming Mountain."

"Yep!"

Ding Wei nodded in agreement.

……

(End of this chapter)