Pull the gun bolt.

Throw the bullet shell.

Re-push the bullet and load it.

Duan Zhang continued to aim.

The Japanese were completely unwilling to worry about the gunshots.

Maybe it feels that the gunshots are still very far away. They have almost nothing to do with me.

"Pu hook!"

Duan Zhang fired again.

This time, I finally hit it.

A Japanese sergeant fell down softly.

The bullet hit his lower abdomen. The position of the chest was originally aimed at. However, the distance was too far, and it was normal to have a little deviation.

The lower abdomen is not a fatal part. It is not fatal to the tenacious Japanese.

However, after the bullet flew for 600 meters, the warhead was unstable and it was shot into the human body and caused rolling, and the internal injury was still very serious.

Basically, even if the sergeant of this Japanese sergeant survives, he will be disabled.

"Baga!"

"There are sneak attacks from the Eighth Route Army!"

The Japanese team leader immediately found something wrong.

The other Japanese gangs quickly lay down and looked for cover.

At this time, the obvious target was gone. Most of the Japanese were difficult to capture and were difficult to shoot.

However, there are still a very small number of Japanese soldiers who have a little arms, a leg, or a small head. If the marksmanship is superb enough, they can still hit it.

For those skilled snipers, this is not a problem at all.

"continue."

“There is no obvious goal.”

"I'll find a way to force the target to jump out."

"ah?"

Duan Zhang didn't understand why.

What does it mean to force the target to jump out?

Could it be that the target is injured and the opponent will lose control?

It doesn't seem to be...

Silently search for the target.

As a result, nothing was found.

He handed Yang Yue the sniper rifle, "Come and teach me."

"Okay!" Yang Yue took the Type 97 sniper rifle, "Everyone, you all are optimistic. I will only practice once."

He quietly released five telescopes.

The soldier without a sniper rifle hurriedly took the telescope over and took turns to use it.

Yang Yue turned around.

The gun pointed at the Japanese.

In fact, Yang Yue has never used the Type 97 sniper rifle.

However, his current comprehensive shooting proficiency has exceeded 1.5 million. His proficiency is more than 300,000 yuan just for the 38th National Base.

What is the basis for shooting?

Feel!

Just find the right feeling.

"Pu hook!"

A shot passed.

Hit a Japanese man on the shoulder.

The Japanese only showed a little shoulder. He was hit by a bullet and couldn't help but look up.

Yang Yue quickly pulled the bolt, pulled the bullet shell, and loaded it again.

The Japanese's head was just exposed.

Pull the trigger decisively.

"Pu hook!"

The second shot passed.

A bloody flower suddenly broke out on the Japanese head.

Then……

It droops softly.

"Ding Dong!"

"You kill one of the Japanese invaders from a distance!"

"You get a special reward: a Mosinnagan sniper rifle."

"You get an instructor reward: a Garland semi-automatic sniper rifle."

System prompts.

Yang Yue's expression remained motionless.

Is there any instructor reward?

Haha, I like it.

Put down the Type 97 sniper rifle quietly.

Duan Zhang and Han Ba ​​both looked at each other and then gave thumbs up together. The others also gave thumbs up.

Didn't say that, it's amazing!

After all, he is a master!

As soon as he took action, everyone was shocked.

Yang Yue was not narcissistic at all. Shooting such static targets is just a basic skill.

Looking at the Japanese again, they lurked more cautiously.

There are almost no clues.

They are all masters!

"good!"

"It's so awesome!"

Fang Ligong's voice came, "Comrade Yang Yue? I want to learn from you!"

"Captain Fang is so serious." Yang Yue handed the Type 97 sniper rifle to Fang Ligong? He said bluntly, "I think Chief Fang is coming with a few masters? Obviously he wants to compete with me. Since that's the case? Then there is no need to be polite. Let's ask your masters to take action!"

"Hehe, Comrade Yang Yue? We..." Fang Ligong smiled slightly and didn't smile.

Secretly cursing Li Yunlong.

Who are you under your command?

Are you talking so straightforward? Not tactful at all? You are so rough.

Some words can only be understood but not expressed in words.

You are so boring that you say it. How boring!

"Come on!" Yang Yue handed the Type 97 sniper rifle to a veteran of the Jinsui Army? "If you are a hero, don't be timid! What's the point of hesitation about killing the Japanese?"

The veteran of the Jinsui Army subconsciously looked at Fang Ligong.

Fang Ligong nodded quietly.

The veterans of the Shanxi-Suizhou Army took over the Type 97 sniper rifle.

"May I have your name?"

"Old Dong."

"My name is Yang Yue. Come on!"
To be continued...