Of course, the point is not the Japanese. The point is the guns in the Japanese. The three-eight-large covers are very precious without being kept. They will never let them go.

Yang Yue shook his head.

Come to the vicinity of the cinder hill bag.

In fact, there are only two Japanese on the top of the hill.

It was these two Japanese who caused great casualties to the 705th Regiment. It can be seen that their shooting skills are accurate.

Unfortunately, Yang Yue couldn't take out the two 38-large covers they used.

The main reason is that the black cinder is too dirty and he can't stand it.

He didn't want to run inside and dig it out.

However, Yang Yue didn't need to do it, someone has already done it for him.

Seven or eight Eighth Route Army soldiers pierced into the cinder, pulled out the bodies of the two Japanese, and two guns.

Take it back and wash it clean, then reassemble it, and there are two more good guns.

Yang Yue continued to explore carefully.

There are many similar cinder hills ahead.

There are also many slag piles.

It feels like there are Japanese hiding in every place.

In other words, every place here is suitable for snipers to hide, which is very dangerous.

Another discovery.

"Bang!"

Shoot again.

Kill the fifth Japanese.

He obtained another Type 85 sniper rifle.

"Bang!"

The sixth...

The seventh...

Gao Dongsheng quietly stuck out his tongue.

Very awesome.

What a god!

He didn't even see the Japanese hiding where they were.

However, Yang Yue not only discovered the Japanese, but also shot them to death at a distance. The accuracy of the shooting technique was shocking.

"laugh!"

"boom!"

Suddenly, a shell fell down.

But it was the Japanese infantry cannons that began to fire.

The shell exploded inside the cinder.

Yang Yue: Grass!
Chapter completed!