Anti-Japanese sharpshooter

Chapter 3 Sharpshooter

Chapter 3 The Sharpshooter
Jiang Tiandao aimed at the devil's supreme commander. He knew that he could not miss this time. Once the first shot failed to hit the target, the devil would immediately protect their commander and he would not have the chance to fire a second shot.

As for Zhuzi's second shell, Jiang Tiandao had no hope. In his opinion, it was impossible for a flustered gunner to hit the target with only the last shell.

He adjusted his breathing again, put his fingers on the trigger, and at the cross point in the scope, the devil's supreme commander Sakata was studying the combat map with his staff, and he never thought that the shadow of death had shrouded his head.

But at the moment of the Eighth Route Army, Li Yunlong was still roaring at Zhuzi: "Zhuzi, if your grandma's cannon goes wrong again, the men will accompany you and explain to me here!"

Sweat was streaming down Zhu Zhu's swarthy face, and his eyes were fixed on the thumb he stretched out to measure.

"Zhuzi, what the hell are you waiting for? Fire the cannon!" Li Yunlong became impatient and urged Zhuzi to fire.

With a slump in his heart, Zhuzi grabbed the last cannonball and threw it in as soon as he closed his eyes.

A shell flew towards the devil's headquarters with a roar...

Jiang Tiandao, who had been paying attention to the movement of the pillar, had a sneer on his lips. He pulled the trigger with his finger, and a bullet with justice flew towards Sakata who was still lying there pointing at the map.

"boom!"

Thankfully, Zhuzi's shot didn't deviate from the target, and landed on the devil's headquarters accurately. After a roar, the devil's headquarters was reduced to ashes.

"Niuuuuuuuuuu!" Jiang Tiandao couldn't help stretching out his thumb, and called ZhuiZiu's shooting skills as Niu.He thought that Zhuzi's mind was in a mess, and the shot was destined to miss, so he used his big sniper to kill Sakata, but he didn't expect Zhuzi's mentality to be so tough under the heavy pressure, that the shell landed on the ground with perfect precision. Devil's head.

I saw from the sniper mirror just now that there were at least three senior generals in the devil's command post, and Zhuzi's bombardment killed three senior Japanese generals, which can be described as amazing.Although the tallest among them, Sakata, had already died under his own sniper rifle before the shells fell.

"Zhu Zi, good job, when I go back, I will ask the cooking class to cook two eggs for you." Li Yunlong saw that Zhu Zi took down the devil's command post with a single shot, and immediately jumped up excitedly, waving his arms: "Brothers, The devil’s lair has already been carried by the pillars, everyone rush up to me, and let the little devil TNND go back to his hometown to drink gruel!” He said, holding a machete, he jumped out of the trench and rushed out.

The morale of the Eighth Route Army behind them was greatly boosted, and the sound of killing the enemy resounded through the sky. Hundreds of soldiers rushed towards the enemy's position like hundreds of calves.Jiang Tiandao smiled gratifiedly, lying in the bomb crater panting heavily, after all the tossing just now, the wound that had just stopped bleeding burst open, and blood flowed out again.

The damn gunshot wound made Jiang Tiandao pass out from the pain.

An hour later, Li Yunlong led his men to the devil's headquarters that was blown up by a shell from Zhuzi, and commanded his men with a big grin: "Quick, let me take stock, how many officials have you killed? NND , isn’t it just breaking through? Didn’t I also break through from the front, and even took the devils as officials to his old nest, I see how the brigade commander will deal with me when I go back?”

Suddenly, his eyes stopped on a dead body.

On the head of a senior devil officer in a yellow woolen uniform, he saw a bright red bullet hole.

There is no doubt that this devil was killed before the shell of the pillar fell here. Whose marksmanship is so good, and accurately hit the devil's temple with a bullet hundreds of meters away.

Li Yunlong immediately thought of the sharpshooter who took away the devil's machine gunners just now.

When Jiang Tiandao woke up again, he found himself lying on an earthen kang with a thin quilt covering his body. There was no cotton in the quilt, and it was filled with straw.

"Silly boy, are you awake?" A crisp voice rang in his ears, Jiang Tiandao turned his face and saw a bright and charming face beside the bed.

Village girl, beautiful village girl, this is Jiang Tiandao's first impression.

The wheat-colored skin, the handsome oval face, the thick and long braids, and especially the big watery eyes made Jiang Tiandao, who had been in the barracks for several years, suddenly moved.

This pretty face is a first-class beauty even in a modern metropolis, but it is a pity that she was born in the war years, Jiang Tiandao thought regretfully.

Seeing Jiang Tiandao staring at her face without blinking, the village girl blushed immediately, and said viciously: "Silly boy, look again, watch carefully, I will gouge your eyes out."

Jiang Tiandao was shocked.

The village girl giggled coquettishly, turned around and ran out of the house, flicking the braids on the back of her head. It took Jiang Tiandao a long time to recover and began to look at the house.

The house is not big, surrounded by earthen walls, and the roof is covered with a few thick wooden rafters covered with straw, which is still flying when the wind blows.

There is an earthen kang under the body, and only a reed mat is spread on the kang. It can be seen that this is a very ordinary home of ordinary people in Jinzhong.I don't know who else is in the family. It would be embarrassing if there is only this village girl. His injury needs at least half a month of recuperation. It's too awkward to stay with a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl day and night.

But his worry soon disappeared, because the straw curtain was lifted, and an old man in his 50s came in with a slightly hunchback, a long dry pipe in his mouth, and a large coarse porcelain bowl in his hand. The bowl was still steaming.

"Young man, you're finally awake. Which unit are you from?" The old man put the bowl in his hand on the small wooden table on the bed, and asked him with a big grin, his front teeth were very conspicuous.

"I..." Jiang Tiandao scratched his head, not knowing how to answer, he couldn't say that he was from the anti-drug brigade decades later, could he?In the end, his eyes lit up, and he stammered, "New...New 1st regiment."

"New regiment 1? I knew it, you are Lao Li's soldier!" The old man slapped his thigh, said excitedly, and picked up the bowl of porridge: "Come on, drink a bowl of porridge, and then I'll cook some herbs for you , your injury seems to mean that you will not be able to catch up with the troops for a while."

That's right, I was shot in the chest, although I didn't die, but at least I couldn't move for half a month.

I wanted to reach out to take the porridge bowl in the old man's hand, but my chest hurt unbearably as soon as I moved it.

"Ouch..." Jiang Tiandao couldn't help crying out in pain.

"What's wrong? Dad..."

Before the cry fell, the village girl with big braids had already run in from the outside, her face was tense as if her lover had been injured: "Father, can't you be careful? This silly boy is seriously injured, can't It's messing around." As he said that, he took the porridge bowl from the old man's hand: "Father, get out of the way, I'll feed this silly boy porridge."

Jiang Tiandao's face flushed with embarrassment. He has lived for more than 20 years, except when his mother fed him when he was a child, when did he let others feed him, let alone a young girl.This girl is too casual, right?
But the old man seemed to have gotten used to his daughter's carelessness, he stood up with a smile, and gave the position on the edge of the kang to his daughter: "Zhong, Xing'er, come and feed him, don't let him move around."

Jiang Tiandao hurriedly said: "No need, sir, sister, I can do it myself." But before he finished speaking, he coughed violently, and his face wrinkled in pain.

Xing'er stared: "Why are you trying to be brave? Don't call yourself hurt just now if you are capable."

Jiang Tiandao was so choked that he almost lost his breath.

"Open your mouth!" Xing'er drank viciously, and Jiang Tiandao obediently opened his mouth.

(End of this chapter)