Anti-Japanese sniper action

Chapter 625 Jiaoshan Meets a Devil [Part [-]]

After a day and night of traveling, Zhao Zilong avoided many devil troops and finally arrived at Jiaoshan, Zhenjiang.

Jiaoshan is the only island surrounded by water in the Yangtze River. The mountain is more than 70 meters high and has a radius of about two kilometers.The cliff carvings are just to the west of Dinghui Temple, a thousand-year-old temple, on a steep cliff.

It was almost evening, after Zhao Zilong sensed it, he quietly lurked

However, as soon as he came to that place, he couldn't find any other differences except for the devil's graffiti left on the stone carvings.

Both Wang Jingfu and Zhang Kui said that there is a treasure hidden here, but the statement is rather vague, there is no definite location, and there is no map, which makes Zhao Zilong who has no experience in finding treasures suddenly embarrassed.

At this time, he couldn't help but think of Li Xiaoling and Asaka Junmiko, one was a native of Tufuzi and the other was an archaeologist. If there were two of them, they would know how to find them.

After secretly sighing for a while, Zhao Zilong recalled that Zhang Kui once said that there was a clothing booth next to Zhang's ancestral grave, and there was a footprint on the brick floor beside a small stone pier nearby, and there was a treasure hidden there.

It's just that he didn't know where Zhang's ancestral tomb was, and he didn't find any tombs or pavilions on this island.

After searching for a while, seeing that the sky was getting dark, Zhao Zilong thought about it and had no choice but to leave.

However, when he walked out of the temple, he suddenly ran into a group of little devils and Er Gouzi.

On the shoulders of the little devil, he carried chickens and ducks.

Those Chinese chickens and ducks, even if they were on the shoulders of the devils, refused to admit defeat.They croaked and occasionally pulled out a poop.If any devil is not careful, he will be hit and get a fishy smell all over his body.

Zhao Zilong's face suddenly changed, and he became a little angry.You know, this place used to be a quiet place of Buddhism, but now it has suffered such injustice!
He glanced casually, and found at least twenty Er Gouzi and little devils.Of course, this is just the number seen.

There may be others, hidden or left behind.

Although it seems tempting, Zhao Zilong decided to get rid of the gangsters first to relieve his anger.

He ran behind a banyan tree calmly, and shot a bullet at the little devil Sergeant who was strutting in the middle.

The gunshot fell, and the devil soldier fell down, and the two dogs behind immediately scattered, and those devils raised their guns and yelled.

In less than a minute, the little devils had all fallen down, but they did not shoot.Because Zhao Zilong only fired one shot just now, the devils couldn't tell the direction for a while.

No one gave orders, and there was an eerie silence at the scene.At this time, a leader of the Ergouzi stood up and shouted at a group of devils who were prostrate on the ground: "Everyone is there, listen to my command—"

"Ba Ga!" Before the man could finish his sentence, a little devil behind shot him down.

"Why did you hit me?" The leader of the Er Gouzi glared at the devil for some reason.

His men obviously outnumbered the little devils, so they immediately turned their guns and aimed at the little devils.

The little devils were not vegetarians either, so they immediately turned their guns on the Er Gouzi.

Seeing that the tense atmosphere at the scene was getting more and more tense, Zhao Zilong couldn't help laughing secretly, took the opportunity to shoot a bullet, and hit another little devil.

Now, there is no excuse for the two dogs.So, the little devils immediately started a round of shooting.The two dogs were also forced to fight back.

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After a gunshot, there were only four or five of the original twenty or so people left, and all of them were wounded.There was a little devil who was lucky. He was only scratched by a bullet on his forehead, but the bleeding covered his right eye and he had to close it, as if he was blind in one eye.

Most of the others couldn't even lift their guns.The one-eyed little devil suddenly said something in Japanese: "Everyone, let's sing a song today, it can be considered that the soul has flown back to the hometown."

Two or three little devils also said sadly: "Okay, let's sing "The Generation of the King", it is the national anthem."

"Shit," Cyclops scolded loudly as if exhausting his last bit of strength, "If it wasn't for that single husband, we wouldn't have abandoned our family and children to come to these overseas places."

Zhao Zilong, who was in the distance, frowned involuntarily as he listened. He didn't understand the intentions of these devils for a while, but he didn't act and continued to observe.

"Hatoyama-kun," at this moment, a ghost lying on the ground said sadly, "insulting the emperor is a capital offense."

But the one-eyed dragon Hatoyama cried sadly: "Now that everyone is going to die, why are you afraid of a bird? Sing with me, "Song of Izu"!"

Next, a mournful singing sounded: "Izu Islands, you are like a string of silver bells, locking the neck of a Japanese dog..."

The other little devils were at a loss, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Hatoyama's gourd.All of them stared wide-eyed, as if smelling poison.

Hatoyama continued to sing: "The island of Izu, you are like your mother's entrustment, always admonishing Japan. But today's Japan is like a mad dog, and will never listen to your restraint..."

Bah!
At last the gunshots rang out.

It wasn't the three dying little devils who shot, but another tall devil officer.

The devil officer stood fifty paces away, and using the maximum range of the pistol, he shot and killed the raving Hatoyama.

Zhao Zilong could see clearly that the devil officer's body was not even scratched, not even a speck of dust. He immediately knew that he was an outsider!

Can't let him go!A voice rose silently in my heart, but looking at the range, it was at least 80 meters away from him.

At such a long distance, the bullet can reach it, but it has no lethality.Zhao Zilong groped for the bullet belt and found the row of bullets he had processed in his daily life.

It was a row of bullets that had been sharpened and sharpened.If it can be shot, it should still have accuracy and lethality at a distance of 80 meters.

He changed the magazine and loaded this bullet.However, just as he was about to raise his gun to shoot, there was a restless voice behind him unknowingly.

Could it be that someone is coming?Zhao Zilong raised his brows and his face changed, but before he turned around, he found that he was blocked by a cold gun.

"Don't move," a male voice with a Chinese and Japanese accent sounded behind him.According to the source of the sound, Zhao Zilong also moved the muzzle of the gun.

"If you move again, I'll shoot." A steady voice sounded, "You didn't aim at me, boy. I aimed at your back, and what you aimed at mine was only my calf."

Knowing that the other party was disturbing his thoughts, Zhao Zilong quickly calmed down, and amidst the other party's sneer and adjustment of posture, he pulled the trigger.

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