Cross the battlefield and activate the system with 98K at the beginning

Chapter 168
boom!
Boom!

Da da da!
The sentinels of the first battalion fired at the Japanese captives in the traffic trench one after another.

The devils captives curled up in the trenches, not daring to act rashly.

He casually fired a shot at the outside of the trench, and Matsuda shouted: "Squadron leader, there are Chinese troops in all directions, we are surrounded by Chinese troops! We can't go!"

Also casually fired a shot outside the trench, and the squadron leader shouted: "Don't be cowardly, as warriors of the empire, we will not lie in the face of such a scene! Hit me! If we last until dark, we will definitely be able to fight!" Get out!"

While speaking, a short shot came over, and smoke and dust rose up, splashing Matsuda's face with ashes.

Glancing at the sun hanging in the west, Matsuda wiped his face and said: "Squadron leader, there is still an hour before dark, and we only have two guns, I'm afraid we won't be able to last so long!"

Pressing a five-round bridge clip into the magazine, the squadron leader shouted: "Didn't you see that the Chinese army didn't keep rushing over? It shows that they are still afraid of our imperial soldiers, and they have to bluff me even if they die." Hold on, as long as we stay up until dark, we will have a chance!"

Raising the Mauser rifle in his hand again, Matsuda shouted in a deep voice: "Hay!"

……

Holding a British 77 rifle horizontally, Liang Shanhao followed a trench to Longma.

Striding towards him, Ryoma shouted: "Tuanzao!"

Peeping at the devils in the traffic trench, Liang Shanhao shouted in a deep voice: "What's the situation? The devils didn't kill any of the prisoners, right?"

Longma smiled and said: "Tuan Zuo, don't worry! Not a single hair was hurt, they were all cornered by the brothers near the corner of the traffic trench!"

With a cold smile, Liang Shanhao shouted: "That's right! I'm going to play a killing game today!"

Ryoma shouted: "Tuan Zuo, are you going to kill these devils and captives? Will this violate the Geneva Convention?"

Liang Shanhao murmured and shouted: "Isn't it enough to find a suitable reason to kill? As long as the shooting is legal, we have not violated the provisions of the Geneva Convention!"

Confused, Long Ma asked: "Tuan Zuo, how is this legal?"

Liang Shanhao smiled and shouted: "As long as we deliberately let the devil prisoners escape, we can shoot!"

Immediately comprehending Liang Shanhao's intentions, Long Ma praised: "Tuan Zuo, this move is really high! But..."

With a raised eyebrow, Liang Shanhao asked, "But what?"

Long Ma said: "But it's a bit sinister, isn't this fishing!"

Liang Shanhao shouted: "Fishing? What I'm fishing is the little devil's fish! To deal with the little devil, you have to be insidious!"

Long Ma praised: "Tuan Zuo, what you said is very true!"

After carefully checking the Ying 77 rifle, Liang Shanhao called out, "Where's Yang Yiming?"

Wang Daniu shouted: "Tuan Zuo, take a nap over there!"

Putting the Ying 77 rifle on the trench, Liang Shanhao shouted: "Wake him up quickly, let me play with the gun!"

Wang Daniu replied: "Yes!"

After a while, hunched over, Yang Yiming came over with a Garand rifle equipped with an eight-fold mirror.

Yang Yiming shouted: "Reporting to the group, sniper Yang Yiming is waiting for your instructions!"

Adjusting the scale of the Ying 77 rifle, Liang Shanhao smiled and shouted: "Yiming, your marksmanship is good. Today I challenged you, how about it?"

His eyes dimmed suddenly, and Yang Yiming shouted: "Forget it, Tuan Zuo! If you lose, won't you lose face?"

Looking back suddenly, Liang Shanhao shouted: "Yiming, you kid, are you not giving me face? Look down on my marksmanship!"

With his head drooping, Yang Yiming yelled again and again: "Don't dare, why don't you do this, Tuanzu, in order to show the fairness of the game, you use an [-]x mirror, and I shoot with a naked gun! How about it?"

With a smile, Liang Shanhao twisted his voice and shouted: "No need, I can just aim naked, you boy just look down on my marksmanship!"

Yang Yiming shouted: "It's nothing, team members, if the shooting results are too ugly later, this competition will be boring!"

Liang Shanhao shouted: "That's the decision, you use an [-]x mirror, believe it or not, I can kill you with a naked gun!"

With a perfunctory expression on his face, Yang Yiming pretended to agree: "Believe me, believe me, I will believe whatever the group says."

One blockbuster, one blockbuster.

Yang Yiming thought that his marksmanship was the best in the entire army. He said that he was second, and no one dared to say that he was first.

Liang Shanhao's competition with Yang Yiming is looking for abuse.

But Liang Shanhao insisted on fighting with guns, Yang Yiming had no choice but to agree!

Yang Yiming exclaimed: "How do you compare?"

Liang Shanhao shouted: "Of course I beat the living, and I beat the devils and prisoners!"

Staring wide-eyed, Yang Yiming shouted: "Tuan Zuo, this is not good!"

Liang Shanhao shouted: "If you want to fight, you can fight. Don't talk nonsense. This is my order. Let me tell you! All the fights will be moving targets. Whoever hits the most devils will win!"

With a confident look on his face, Yang Yiming responded: "No problem! Just let the group come over!"

According to the aiming of the gun, Liang Shanhao warned: "Longma, pay attention to controlling the little devil later, let the devil escape, but at the same time not let the devil really escape! Do you understand? I want to play a hunting game!"

Longma smirked and said, "Don't worry, Tuanzao! I will help you control these prey!"

……

Da da da!
Bang bang!

Bang!
A ghost holding a bayonet shouted in surprise: "Tuan Zuo, the Chinese army from the direction of [-] o'clock is coming!"

With a sudden surprise in his eyes, the squadron leader shouted: "Baga! Find a place to cover!"

The devils climbed out of the trench and moved towards another trench.

The bullets chased the devil's heels and hit them, causing smoke and dust to rise everywhere.

Aiming at a fleeing devil soldier, Liang Shanhao called out: "Yiming, are you ready?"

Pulling the bolt swiftly and loading the bullet, Yang Yiming shouted in a deep voice: "It's been ready for a long time! Let's start!"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Yiming suddenly pulled the trigger of the Garand rifle.

Bang!
With the help of the eightfold mirror's aiming function, the bullet hit the devil soldier's forehead, and a devil soldier fell to the ground immediately.

Turning his head and shouting at Yang Yiming, Liang Shanhao shouted: "Good job! It's my turn to perform!"

Inhaling slightly, Liang Shanhao pulled the trigger of the Ying 77 rifle at a devil who was about to run into the bunker.

Snapped!
The devil's head blossomed, red and white scattered all over the ground.

The devil was terrified and ran around like a lamb meeting a wolf.

Liang Shanhao and Yang Yiming fired left and right, pulling the trigger continuously!

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
boom! boom! boom!
when!
After a hysterical roll call, the two emptied the bullets in the magazine in one go.

The ghost soldiers lay down one after another, and of course none of them survived, with horrible blood holes all over their foreheads and hearts!
After replenishing the bullets, Liang Shanhao asked with a smile: "Yiming, how many shots did you hit?"

Also put an eight-round bridge clip into the magazine, Yang Yiming sighed and shouted: "Hey! I missed it just now! The eight bullets only killed four devils, and the performance was abnormal! But, Tuan Zuo, you can shoot with naked aim Hit, you killed more than twice as many devils as me, this is too powerful! I won’t even accept it!”

With a look of mediocrity on his face, Liang Shanhao shouted: "You know how powerful I am! The short range just now is boring, and I haven't shown my ability to shoot through Yang with a hundred steps. I will give you another chance. There are two guns left in the trench." You little devils, let's put them far away, whoever hits them will be really powerful!"

Pushing the bullet into the chamber, Yang Yiming nodded and said: "No problem, but Tuan Zuo, the farther the devil runs, the hit rate will drop! You are aiming naked, and I still have an [-]x scope!"

With a slight smile, Liang Shanhao shouted: "Without the [-]x mirror, I can still hit the target from two miles away!"

Adjusting the scale of the Garand rifle, Yang Yiming smiled and said, "I believe, I believe!"

(End of this chapter)