I rise from the sword

Chapter 65 Yang Lin's solicitation, the monk refused
Jun Watanabe's smartness was already in Yang Lin's expectation.

He turned his head and said to Ma Gan on the side: "Ma Gan, you immediately lead a company to make a false charge. Once the enemy fires and blocks, stop advancing immediately and find the nearest bunker to hide."

"And as long as the enemy ceases fire, you continue to charge, and so on!"

"I will provide you with fire cover from behind, and snipe and kill the devil's secret agents!"

"Yes!"

Ma Gan nodded understandingly, and immediately led a platoon of troops to take advantage of the surrounding bunkers to take a leaping charge.

really!

Seeing this, the devil agents on the fence immediately raised their heads and fired to stop them.

It's now!

Yang Lin pulled the trigger decisively.

"Oh!"

Although the ghost agent on the opposite side was already very careful, hiding behind the cover with only half of his head exposed, he was still easily shot dead by Yang Lin.

This bullet seemed to have eyes, and it shot from the center of the devil's agent's eyebrows, and then a strange blood arrow came out from the back of his head with a puff.

Before the other ghost agents realized that something was wrong, Yang Lin decisively pulled the trigger for the second and third times...

"Ding! The system prompts, congratulations to the host, kill 1 enemy agent, merit +100, experience +100."

"Ding! The system prompts, congratulations to the host, kill..."

……

After five consecutive secret service members were killed, Jun Watanabe finally discovered the abnormality.

"Baga! Not good, the enemy has sharpshooters!"

The Yamamoto Secret Service has no snipers, but that doesn't mean their marksmanship is bad.

In fact, almost every member of the secret service team is very precise in marksmanship, and can almost point and shoot within 200 meters.

Of course Watanabe Jun is no exception.

He was not frightened by Yang Lin's accurate marksmanship, but instead aroused his competitive spirit.

Immediately, the little devil picked up a [-]-style rifle and began to look for Yang Lin's location.

"Puff puff……"

Three more secret agents were shot one after another, Jun Watanabe's heart was bleeding.

You must know that these secret service members are all the elite among the elite, and it takes a lot of time and money to train a qualified member.

However, at this moment, Jun Watanabe finally locked Yang Lin's position through the trajectory.

"Damn Chinese people, you go to die for me!"

Watanabe Jun cursed bitterly, and immediately pulled the trigger.

"Snapped!"

A bullet suddenly came out of the chamber spinning at high speed.

……

Behind a rock 200 meters away.

Yang Lin was about to kill the next target, when suddenly, he felt an inexplicable breath of death.

Yang Lin didn't have time to think about it, so he shrank his head subconsciously.

Almost as soon as he retracted his head, a bullet flew towards him, grazing his scalp.

Yang Lin touched his head subconsciously, the military cap on top of his head had been cut open, and he still felt a little burning pain.

"I'm careless, I didn't expect that there were snipers in the Yamamoto special team!"

Yang Lin secretly said that it was dangerous.

The sniper duel is extremely dangerous. In addition to the competition of marksmanship, it is also a contest of mentality and determination.

Once whoever loses his composure and shoots first to expose his target, then he will definitely be defeated in this duel.

Because an excellent sniper must be able to lock the approximate position of the opponent through the ballistic in the blink of an eye, and shoot and kill the opponent before it has time to react.

Yang Lin knew that he had been targeted by the other party. As long as he dared to show his head, the other party would unceremoniously pull the trigger and blow his head off.

The first thing to do now is to determine the opponent's position, and soon, Yang Lin thought of a way.

He took off the military cap on his head, put a pistol on it, and protruded from behind the rock a little bit.

"Snapped!"

Sure enough, almost as soon as the military cap was stretched out, a bullet shot towards him, piercing the military cap in half.

The advantages of bolt-action rifles are high accuracy, long range, and high power.

The disadvantage is that the rate of fire is slow. After each shot, you need to pull the bolt to eject the cartridge case, then push the cartridge to load it, and pull the trigger again.

In addition to the time of aiming, no matter how powerful a sniper is, it will take two or three seconds to fire two shots in a row.

And these two or three seconds are enough for Yang Lin.

He raised his head abruptly, placed his left hand on his chest in an inverted triangle shape, raised the gun with his right hand above his elbow, and immediately pulled the trigger mercilessly.

"Oh!"

Jun Watanabe never dreamed that his seemingly fatal shot actually hit Yang Lin's military cap. When he reacted and wanted to dodge, or it was too late to refill the gun, he could only stare wide-eyed. This bullet flew towards him...

"Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to the host, kill 1 enemy agent captain, merit +500, experience +500."

Without Jun Watanabe's threat, Yang Lin could fire without any scruples.

Not long after, the rest of the devils were suppressed by Yang Lin and the powerful firepower of the independent battalion.

There were also ghost agents who tried to fight back, and as a result, almost as soon as their heads were raised, a bullet flew towards them.

The soldiers of the Independence Battalion took advantage of the situation to launch a fierce attack, and they quickly rushed under the wall.

"Grenade waiter!"

Yang Lin did not order his subordinates to rush up the collapsed gap, but ordered to throw grenades, because he did not want to give the Devils agents any chance to fight with their lives.

As a commander, he cannot guarantee that there will be no casualties in the war, but he must keep casualties to a minimum.

"Yes!"

The soldiers agreed with a bang, took off the grenades one after another, pulled the fuse, and threw them towards the wall with a swish of their arms.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Hundreds of grenades exploded one after another, and the entire wall was reduced to a sea of ​​flames.

……

On the other side, the battle between the National Army prisoners of war and the Yagyu Squadron continued.

However, as the soldiers from the Independence Battalion rushed over, there was no suspense in this battle.

Soon, all the little devils including Yagyu Hideyoshi were slaughtered!

The blood-stained monk came over. He saw Yang Lin carrying the rank of major on his shoulders, and he was the highest officer here.

He first raised his hand to salute, and then said, "Thank you sir for saving your life, but I don't know how to call you sir?"

Colonel Yang Lin sized up the monk, and asked without answering, "You are Wei Dayong, the monk who has eaten fast in Shaolin Temple for more than ten years?"

Monk Wei was stunned: "Sir, do you know me?"

Yang Lin smiled and did not answer, but said to him: "I am Yang Lin, the battalion commander of the 358th Regiment Independent Battalion of the Jinsui Army. I know you are trapped here, so I come to rescue you."

"358 Regiment Independent Battalion?"

"Correct!"

Yang Lin nodded, and asked again: "What? Haven't you heard of it?"

"Well, no... no."

The monk nodded subconsciously at first, then shook his head again.

"Hahaha!"

Yang Lin laughed loudly: "It is said that monks do not tell lies, but I did not expect that you, a monk, are not upright."

The monk scratched his bald head in embarrassment, and said with a naive smile: "Sir, to tell you the truth, the 358th Regiment is the direct line of Commander Yan. I have heard of it, but I have never heard of this independent battalion. .

Seeing that some of your brothers are wearing the uniforms of the Eighth Route Army, they thought you were the Eighth Route Army. "

Yang Lin waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of my independent camp, but I wonder if you are interested in fighting devils with me?"

The monk hesitated for a moment, then said: "Sir, I am very grateful for your life-saving grace, but I have already been captured once, and I don't want to be captured again."

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(End of this chapter)