Anti-Japanese sharpshooter

Chapter 6 Sniping Devils
Chapter 6 Sniping Devils

A gunshot suddenly broke the silent night of the mountain village!
Jiang Tiandao frowned, looked up and looked around, and soon found the target, turned his head and climbed up the tall locust tree with a crooked neck at the gate of the yard.

The gunshots came from the southeast, and the listening distance was five or six miles away.

Is there a war over there?
No, the sound of gunfire doesn't sound like a devil's [-] cover, but rather a backward Hanyang-made one equipped by the Eighth Route Army.

And the gunshot sounded like it was fired into the sky, like it went off fire.

Jiang Tiandao looked hard, but couldn't see anything at all.

At this time, Old Li, who heard the gunshots, had already got up, put on his clothes and ran out.

Seeing Jiang Tiandao climbing on the tree, he asked, "Xiao Daozi! Is there a devil coming?"

Jiang Tiandao shook his head: "Uncle Li, the gunshot is seven or eight miles away from here, in the southeast direction, what kind of Zhuangzi is that?"

Uncle Li didn't even think about it: "Yangcun, what's wrong?"

"Is there any of our troops in Yang Village?"

"Yes! The Independence Regiment is stationed there!" Uncle Li was very familiar with the situation.

Oh, it seems that the sentries of the independent regiment wiped their guns and went off.Although this kind of thing is rare, it also happens often.

Just as Jiang Tiandao was about to ask again, he suddenly heard another gunshot.

Jiang Tiandao's face darkened immediately.

The gunshots this time were obviously different from the ones just now. They were not made in Hanyang, nor were they made in Sanba Dagai, but the sound of a submachine gun for an assault!

Because it is not a sound, but a string!
Urgent, urgent!

Jiang Tiandao's heart suddenly became aroused. During World War II, there were very few guns of this kind. Even the well-equipped Japanese army was only equipped with that kind of special forces, and it was impossible for the Eighth Route Army to have them.

Could it be that the commandos of the Japanese army engaged in night raids? !
Thinking of this, Jiang Tiandao yelled badly, jumped off the tree and ran towards the southeast.

If the Japanese special forces led by Yamamoto attacked the Independence Regiment, the Independence Regiment would suffer heavy losses!

Because the Eighth Route Army is far behind the opponent in terms of tactical literacy and the sophistication of weapons.

Moreover, it is late at night, and the Eighth Route Army must be unprepared!

Therefore, Jiang Tiandao has only one thought in his mind at the moment, that is to rush to Yangcun, help the Eighth Route Army of the Independent Regiment to fight devils, and must smash the enemy's conspiracy!
He ran very fast, and when Lao Li came back to his senses, he had almost reached the entrance of the village.

Old Li quickly called out: "Xiao Daozi, where are you going?!"

Jiang Tiandao didn't look back, and waved his hand: "Uncle Li! The devils are going to attack the Independence Group, and I'm going to fight the devils!"

"But your injury hasn't healed yet..." Old Li yelled, and Jiang Tiandao had already run away without a trace!
Old Li was so anxious that he stomped his feet there.

At this time, Xing'er also came out of the yard: "Father, what are you doing here?"

Old Li shook his head and sighed: "Xiao Daozi went to beat devils, alas! His injury is not healed yet."

"What?!" Xing'er became anxious when she heard that, "Then why didn't you stop him?"

Old Li shook his head: "How can I stop him! That guy can run faster than a rabbit."

Xing'er was so anxious that she stood there stretching her neck and looking, but she couldn't see anything.

She stomped her feet angrily: "Damn Xiaodao! It's not enough to tell me if you want to leave. If I see you again one day, see if I don't break your leg and let you run again!"

Old Li turned his head to look at his daughter in surprise: "Girl, even if Xiao Daozi wants to leave, you won't be so angry?"

"Hmph! I want you to take care of it!" Xing'er stomped her feet and went back.

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Jiang Tiandao ran very fast, holding the two tigers in his hand, his feet ran faster than Hot Wheels.Lying on Xing'er's kang and recuperating from his injuries for so many days, he has long been suffocated.

Now, thinking that the Eighth Route Army was going to be attacked by the devil's special forces, and there would be no chance of winning, Jiang Tiandao was very anxious, completely disregarding that he had just recovered from his injury and was running faster than a motorcycle.

While running, he murmured in his heart: Kong Jie, Kong Jie, you must hold on!Stop the little devil!I'm going to help you!
At this moment, gunfire erupted in the southeast direction.

It seems that the soldiers of the Independence Regiment have already started a head-on confrontation with the devils.

But Jiang Tiandao knew that the independent regiment must have suffered heavy casualties.

An ordinary army, compared with a specially trained army, is far from the same in terms of tactical literacy, sophistication of ordnance, and the accuracy of their shooting.

Moreover, these little devils came prepared, while the soldiers of the independent regiment woke up from their sleep, and their fighting state was even more incomparable.

Now, Jiang Tiandao could only urge himself over and over again, speed up, must get there as soon as possible, and use his sniper rifle to help the soldiers of the independent regiment!

But there is a good saying, which is called far water can not quench near thirst.

The devil's special forces seemed to have planned a quick battle long ago, so after a fierce encounter, the gunshots suddenly faded away.

In the end, the gunfire stopped completely!

Jiang Tiandao's heart sank.

He knew that the battle was over.

Now, even if he didn't have to think about it, he knew that the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army must have suffered heavy casualties.

The unprepared independent regiment encountered a sneak attack by the Japanese special forces, and there was only one consequence, a disastrous defeat.

Jiang Tiandao clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

He stopped and started looking around for an ambush.

It was meaningless to go to Yangcun at this time. What I should do was to lay in ambush immediately, and wait for the devil special forces who had just attacked the Independence Regiment to return to pass here, and give them a heavy blow with an eye for an eye!
Of course, this choice is a bit of a wait-and-see, whether the devils will go here and return depends entirely on their luck.

In the dim moonlight, Jiang Tiandao quickly found a commanding height suitable for sniping and lay in ambush, then lay there quietly with his finger on the trigger, waiting for the devils to arrive.

There were a lot of flying insects in the summer night, they kept bumping into Jiang Tiandao's face, and the mosquitoes in the grass also quickly bit Jiang Tiandao's face and arms.

But Jiang Tiandao lay there without moving. As an excellent anti-drug fighter, he possessed this tactical quality. While waiting for the enemy to appear, even if the sky fell, he would not move.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Jiang Tiandao was shocked suddenly!
He heard a burst of rapid and close footsteps!
Listening to the voice, there are more than a dozen people!
The devil is finally here!

(End of this chapter)