Comrade, your ingredients are too complicated.

Chapter 84
Naturally, this sure-fire shot hit the devil's machine gunner's head steadily, and the bullet penetrated into his head indomitably. Even the steel helmet couldn't save the life of this beast.

The sound of gunfire and the sound of comrades falling to the ground awakened all the enemies, and at this time the consequences of not investigating in advance were exposed.These devils and traitors don't even know where the ambush is most likely to be, so they can only wander around like headless chickens.

Their only way now is to use the prisoners of war as human bunkers, and find out where the enemy is hiding while hiding.

But even so, it was still not difficult for Zhao Gang.He pulled the big bolt, reloaded, and moved the muzzle to point at the devils at the front of the line.

Although blocked by prisoners of war, the second bullet accurately hit the enemy's exposed calf.

The devil who was hit fell to the ground in pain, blood gushing out from the wound on his leg.Xiaotian's screams echoed in the valley, and he was still crawling towards the middle of the team, trying to find a safe place to hide.

Because among the three, only Zhao Gang can guarantee the hit rate at this distance.So the other two comrades did not shoot, but it had a great deterrent effect.

As the saying goes, it is easy to hide a sharp gun and difficult to defend against a hidden arrow. This is a description that fits the deterrent force of snipers on the battlefield.

An excellent sniper can not only destroy the enemy's body, but also destroy the enemy's mind.

Someone in my family was suddenly headshot by a sniper who didn't know where he was hiding, and there was even a comrade in arms who dragged his injured leg and screamed all the way. This gave the last devil a great shock and psychological shock.

When he was looking for a human bunker just now, he chose Wei Dayong, who was the closest to him and also the burliest.

This little devil was only 1.6 meters tall, and he was blocked tightly. Holding a Nanfang [-]-style pistol in his hand, he kept clamoring to embolden himself.

This made Zhao Gang a little worried. Although he was sure to kill the devil, he had to change the shooting position.

In this process, it takes a certain amount of time.The reason why they chose to take action was to save people. If the little devil felt that he had no hope of living, he might counterattack and attack the prisoners of war.

The two shots took less than half a minute.

After discovering that the last devil had no idea of ​​saving his comrades in arms, Zhao Gang gave up the idea of ​​fighting around the corpses and ended his criminal life with a decisive shot.

Just when he moved the gun to the only remaining devil, a sudden change occurred.

Although these prisoners of war belonged to the fruit-preserved army, in many cases their defeat was not only due to their own strength, but also because of backward tactics and blind command of the highest officer.

"After the captain of the transportation team airdropped his own instructions, he flew away cursing."

But their grassroots officers are still very good, not to mention that they are still the elite who crawled out of the dead, and they will definitely not give up once they have a chance to survive.

It took a total of 1 minute for the three gunshots.

They were also a little confused when the first shot was fired, but only after seeing the devil shot did they know that it was the friendly army who came to rescue them.

With the second shot, they took advantage of the time when the devil was still in a panic, and began to slowly adjust their positions to prepare to fight back with the unknown friendly forces.

When the third shot was fired, they all surrounded the devils and the puppet army, ready to create opportunities for friendly snipers at any time.

Although these people's hands were tied behind their backs, and there were ropes on their feet to restrict their movements, it didn't mean that Wei Dayong had no choice.

He almost squeezed the last bit of strength from his body, lifted his foot and stepped heavily on the little devil's shoes.Stepping on the toes, a fighting technique used by children, played a great role at this time.

Xiao Zizi didn't expect that the prisoners of war still had the strength to resist, but before he could swear, he was bumped into by a soldier behind him with heavy shoulders.

The Guofu soldiers cooperated tacitly with Zhao Gang. When the devil was still in the air, he was intercepted by Zhao Gang's bullets in the air.

At the same time, Zhao Gang shouted to the comrades around him:

"Rush! You just rush forward! Don't stop! I will deal with the threatening traitors!"

In fact, he was a little worried. When the two soldiers rushed out from the ambush site, the traitors already had the idea of ​​fleeing.

It's only a few dollars a month, so what's the puzzle?After all the devils are dead, they will naturally collapse and sell themselves. At this time, they have to compare their speed with their teammates.

But Zhao Gang didn't give these people a chance to escape, and the last bullet hit the fastest running traitor in the first place.

In the face of a sharpshooter with perfect bullets, two Eighth Route Army soldiers descending like tigers, and a group of preserved fruit soldiers, these traitors who sold their ancestors and begged for glory immediately put down their weapons and knelt down and surrendered.

If they use their pig brains to think about how many bullets are in the magazines of mainstream rifles, maybe they can still run away by selling a few teammates.

Seeing that there was no suspense in the battle, Zhao Gang ran from the hidden shooting point to the valley below.He also pulled out his TT33 in the process and carried Mosin Nagant on his back.

Both the pistol and the watch were gifts from him and his classmates when he graduated from the rear, to commemorate the friendship of the classmates.

After arriving at the destination, Zhao Gang couldn't help frowning when he saw the fruit-preserved soldiers who were yelling at the traitors.

Although the Eighth Route Army has regulations to treat prisoners kindly, for traitors, every normal person would not have a good impression of them.

With the help of guards and communicators, the ropes on the hands and feet of all Guoguai soldiers were untied.After the death of the company commander, Wei Dayong had the highest military rank among this group of people.

Seeing Zhao Gang, who was clearly the leader, Wei Dayong was exhausted, but he still saluted his savior with a forced breath and said:
"Hello, sir! I am Wei Dayong, sergeant squad leader of the 27th Division of the Central Army. Thank you for saving us."

For this soldier who cooperated with him, Zhao Gang appreciated it very much, and he immediately returned the military salute.Seeing the other party's shaky appearance, he quickly stepped forward to give him a hand.

Then he took off his backpack from behind, and there were still a few biscuits in it.This was originally the dry food he brought with him when he came to Jin Province. Since he didn't finish eating and didn't want to waste the food, he kept it all the time. It really saved his life at this time.

After giving these cakes and water to the weak and preserved soldiers, and telling them to rest in place, Zhao Gang went to the puppet army.

The two comrades from the brigade had already disarmed. Those waste people who eat soft meat and fear hard fish are kneeling on the ground and shivering. Zhao Gang looked at these people with disgust.

Seeing a man with a pistol walking towards this side, the traitors also recognized that he was a senior official of the Eighth Route Army.So these scumbags who sold their ancestors and begged for glory kowtowed desperately, trying to save their own lives.

"Baye, we people of the Republic of China don't kill people of the Republic of China! We haven't done anything bad, and we even pay for meals."

At this time, Zhao Gang's murderous aura has subsided, and he has returned to a gentle manner. He looked at the group of traitors and said:

"What are you doing? We are the Eighth Route Army! We don't kill those who surrender! Look at what you look like! Are you afraid now?"

"You guys come with me, go back and accept the public trial! Whether you have done something bad or not, what you say doesn't matter!"

The traitors breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that they would not kill those who surrendered, but the next public trial made them tremble with fear.

Don't do bad things and are not afraid of ghosts calling the door, these people obviously have problems.A scum who was dazzled by fear actually rushed to Zhao Gang, wanting to fight him desperately.

For this kind of person who obviously has the blood debt of ordinary people in his hand, Zhao Gang raised his right hand holding the gun without any pressure, and took his life with a single bullet.

Only two meters away, the shot caused blood to splash on Zhao Gang's clothes and face. He looked at the rest of the people expressionlessly and said:

"I'll stress it again for the last time, go back with me for a public trial, and the rest of your lives will be decided by the people."

"If you resist stubbornly, I will think that you have posed a threat to my personal safety, and you will not be considered prisoners at that time!"

　Slowly portray a God of War political commissar, and I will also try to write about political work.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)