Anti-Japanese Wild Wolf Commando

Chapter 39

"Then what should we do?" Ono's heart almost jumped out of his heart.

He is an apprentice led by Yamamoto, but his heart has always been weak, and he has never seen this kind of battle. Nervousness and fear permeate almost every cell in him. Even with Yamamoto by his side, he can't control the fear in his heart.

If it weren't for this kid who was related to the emperor and was assigned to learn sniping under Yamamoto's school, no matter what, Yamamoto would never accept such a disgraceful kid as his apprentice.

Moreover, Yamamoto never acknowledged his relationship with himself, and only allowed him to call himself senior, which seemed very delicate.

"Hold your gun tight and stay calm. As long as you don't get out of this big tree, the other party won't be able to find your specific location, and they can't do anything about you!" Yamamoto kicked the kid, and then said in a commanding tone.

"Ha Yi!" Ono responded immediately, holding the gun tightly in his hand, but he still couldn't calm down his trembling body.

Yamamoto gave Ono a disdainful look, ignored the boy, and pulled the bolt of the gun in his hand to load the bullet. He held the butt of the gun tightly with his right hand, and put his index finger on the trigger, ready to raise the gun and fire at any time.

Then he took off the hat he was wearing with his left hand, and lifted the brim of the hat slightly from the tree fork, exposing the other side of the hat.

At this moment, Wang Si was staring intently at the big tree. The moment the hat came out, he couldn't escape his eyes, and he pulled the trigger almost without any hesitation.

There was a bang, and the bullet rushed out from the muzzle of Wang Si's rifle, and flew straight to the point in the middle of the hat, directly penetrating.

I saw that the hat was under the pressure of the bullet flying over, and the bullet flew directly through the middle of the hat in Yamamoto's hand.

At the moment the bullet flew by, Yamamoto raised the sniper rifle with his right hand, aimed at the position where Wang Si shot, and pulled the trigger.

The bullet then shot back along the trajectory of Wang Si's bullet, and the moment the gunshot fell, the bullet flew towards Wang Si's eyebrows.

Wang Si felt bad, turned over and lay down directly, only to see the bullet fly past his tilted eyebrows and hit the messy weeds.

And he himself fell into a hillside because he turned slightly sideways when he was lying down, and rolled down to the rocks in a col below and stopped.

Although his hands and right foot were bruised to varying degrees when he rolled over, which still hurt slightly, Wang Si was still secretly glad that he had escaped.

If it wasn't for his quick response and the fact that he happened to meet this hillside, his life would have been lost in the grass by now.

After falling behind the stone, Wang Si didn't care about the pain in his hands, and immediately pulled the bolt to eject the empty shell, and then quickly loaded another bullet.

Then he leaned against the edge of the stone, clenched the gun in his hands with both hands, aiming at the position where he fell, he concluded that the opponent would definitely come to check his situation, and this was the opportunity he was waiting for.

Wang Si had looked at the surrounding environment a long time ago. As soon as he fired the shot in his hand, he would roll around the big rock and hide behind a big tree on the side. Anyway, he couldn't stay where he was anymore. Waiting to die.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the blood oozed from his hands dripped out from time to time. Wang Si began to have thirsty lips, and the sweat on his forehead almost covered his eyes, blocking his sight.

But the other party didn't move at all, the grass was still quiet, only the breeze was constantly blowing the leaves of the weeds, making a faint sound.

Wang Si has been lying motionless by the stone, sticking to the sniper position there.He knew very well that what they were competing for at this time was patience, if they couldn't hold their breath before going to sleep, whoever would die.

The sun shone scorchingly on the earth, causing the temperature of the earth to rise rapidly, which was extremely unfavorable for Wang Si's wound, and the high temperature might even make Wang Si fall into a coma.

However, the determined Wang Si didn't intend to waver at all, but shook his head slightly to shake off some of the sweat from his eyes and forehead, and then continued to lie on his stomach.

The grazed wound was soaked in salty sweat, and his muscles were already trembling with pain, and the hand of the short spear was almost out of control, but he just adjusted his posture slightly and continued to hold on.

"Senior Yamamoto, did you hit him?" Ono couldn't hold on behind the big tree. He couldn't bear to continue in such a posture, otherwise he believed that he would not be able to walk.

"I don't know!" Yamamoto was not sure whether his shot had hit his opponent, but he knew that it was not safe to stay behind the big tree.

It's just that he was surrounded by the burden of Ono, and he really didn't know what to do for a while.As long as this kid ran out with him, there would be no suspense in revealing his position. He couldn't take that risk.

"Then what should we do?" Ono asked Yamamoto, wanting to know how long they would continue to do this.

"You continue to wait here, I'll go and see the situation!" Yamamoto thought for a while, and felt that it was not a problem to continue to hide here, so he decided to go over there to see what's going on there, at least to make sure that the opponent is dead. or hurt.

After finishing speaking, Yamamoto held the gun in his hand and slowly approached the grass. As he walked forward, his heartbeat in his chest accelerated.

He controlled the speed of his breathing as much as possible, reduced the sound of his feet stepping on dead branches and leaves, and then moved towards the grass step by step.

When he was about five or six meters away from the grass, he stopped suddenly, staring at the direction in front of the muzzle of the gun, first searched in several directions near the grass, and then quietly listened to the sounds around him.

A strong murderous aura filled the air, and he had a premonition that the opponent was still somewhere nearby, aiming at him with a gun.

This made him put his raised right foot back again, not daring to take another step forward rashly.

The heartbeat in his chest was still accelerating, and the temperature of his body dropped sharply, as if the whole body was no longer his own.

However, what he saw through the lens of his glasses did not find the target he was looking for, which made him feel very uncertain.

What a sniper fears most is not the enemy aiming a gun at him, but the fear that he will not be able to find the person who aimed his gun at him, because in this way his own life will be completely controlled by the opponent.

He had a premonition that the opponent he met this time was not an ordinary person, and he already felt that danger was coming to him, which made him shiver.

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(End of this chapter)