Jiro Onoda has a pair of hawk-like eyes.

At this time, I was scanning back and forth on the sniper position that was as dense as a beehive on the opposite hillside.

"I felt it was him!" Onoda Jiro's low voice came into the ears of the other two snipers. The two Japanese snipers also disguised as puppet troops, not far away.

"He?" a Japanese sniper asked in a deep voice, "Who?"

Jiro Onoda said: "It's the guy who killed Eguchi-kun."

"Suoga." Another Japanese sniper said happily, "The opportunity is here!"

"This person can shoot Eguchi Jun, which shows that he is a real master." Jiro Onoda said solemnly, "so we must not take it lightly."

"Hayi!"

The two Japanese slapped their heads slightly.

The dozens of puppet troops who were forced to lie nearby were shaking.

Although they couldn't understand what these three Japanese were saying, the current situation was that even a fool could see that there must be a sniper from the Independent Group on the opposite side.

Now, one by one is silent in my heart:

"Master Eight, you can make sure."

"Don't hurt us weak and pitiful and helpless."

"Hey, listen too." Jiro Onoda didn't want to let these puppet troops go, and said in a stiff Chinese, "When we shoot later, you must also shoot, otherwise, you will die!"

Dozens of puppet troops suddenly showed bitter expressions. Isn’t this using our brothers as a shield?

Let us also shoot. If the Eighth Route Army misunderstood that it was our shooting, then that would be over? We must also follow the tacit understanding between us and the Eighth Route Army?

But what can I do? People are under the eaves.

Seeing the puppet troops nodding one after another, Jiro Onoda nodded with satisfaction.

He also said: "Huatianjun, there is Majun, please pay attention to the sniper position on the left and right below."

One of the Japanese snipers said: "Chief instructor, don't you pay attention to the sniper position just now?"

"This is not necessary." Jiro Onoda said confidently, "Since the sniper on the opposite side is a master, he will never make such a low-level mistake. He is so stupid that he fired a second shot in the exposed sniper position."

"Hayi." The two Japanese snipers paused slightly.

It was almost time for a while that, and a steel helmet suddenly appeared about fifty meters below the original sniper position opposite.

One of the Japanese snipers quickly adjusted the muzzle and pulled the trigger at the helmet. Whether the real or fake head hidden under the helmet, he had to shoot.

If there is a real head under the helmet, this is an effective kill.

If there is a fake head under the helmet, then his shooting is just a bait.

He can only be used as this bait, because the puppet army does not have the ability to hit the target instantly and cannot pretend to be a sniper.

The moment the gunshots responded, Jiro Onoda and another Japanese sniper became extremely nervous, and their reaction speed instantly rose to the limit.

Then a stream of light passed by.

The second Japanese sniper shot immediately.

Jiro Onoda still did not fire, he was waiting.

Jiro Onoda instinctively felt that the "that guy" on the opposite side should not fire so quickly, and that guy would probably fire in the second order.

"Bao hook!"

"Bao hook!"

The two gunshots were less than one second apart.

At the same time, a muffled groan sounded, and the first Japanese sniper who shot fell on his back and fell into the trench. The second shot from the opposite side that Jiro Onoda was waiting for did not appear.

The position suddenly returned to silence.

Jiro Onoda did not see the Japanese sniper on the ground, but asked the Japanese sniper who fired the gun in the second order: "Arima Jun, did you hit it?"

"No, that guy is too fast."

Arima Masayo whispered: "And he is in the original sniper position!"

"Nani?" Jiro Onoda's face collapsed instantly, and he gritted his teeth, "This guy is so arrogant. He dares to stay in the original sniper position! Damn!"

Arima said: "Chief Instructor, what should I do now?"

"Wait!" Jiro Onoda gritted his teeth, "He will take action again!"

He paused for a moment and said, "And it is most likely that it will be the original sniper position. I will be the bait this time!"

"Hayi!" Arima Masayoshi paused his head slightly, aiming at the original sniper position with a gun, without any doubt about the orders given by Onoda Jiro.

...

No. 5 sniper position in Chou Platoon, Area A.

After Wang Ye fired a shot, he quickly retreated back to the trench.

"Swish!" A bullet roar almost brushed over his head.

But this slight difference reflects the difference between life and death on the battlefield.

Duan Peng asked anxiously: "Captain, are you fighting?"

Wei Xilai said contemptuously: "Aren't you talking nonsense? Can the captain fail to take action?"

"This time we let the Japanese see what is really a trick." Wang Ye smiled slightly and said, "Duan Peng, you go and catch a Japanese prisoner of war."

...

Five hundred meters ahead, the Japanese defensive positions.

Jiro Onoda's eyes looked like a torch, staring at the first sniper position for a moment.

This time, Jiro Onoda was extremely confident that that guy would definitely be here again, because he was an arrogant guy, and he was also a guy who was so confident that he was almost blind.

At some point, a steel helmet suddenly rose.

"Baga, can't you change a new routine?"

As Jiro Onoda was complaining in his heart, gunshots rang in his ears.

Without looking back, you can guess that Ama Zhengxing shot.

The next moment, the helmet in his sight was immediately knocked away.

Seeing that the helmet was knocked away, Jiro Onoda instantly felt the adrenaline soaring.

When I was talking, a figure suddenly appeared in his sight.

Jiro Onoda adjusted the muzzle a little, then pulled the trigger without hesitation. However, the moment he pulled the trigger, he suddenly felt something was wrong. This was not a living person!

Then, Jiro Onoda was surprised to see,

Suddenly another person appeared from under the figure.

This man's gun shot was so fast that he almost completed aiming and shooting as soon as he probed his head.

However, the opponent was not aiming at him, Jiro Onoda, but Masatsuki, because Jiro Onoda pulled the trigger at this time, and although the bullet had already flew to the opposite position and accurately hit the "corpse" just now, the gunshot did not arrive, so the opponent could not determine his exact position by the gunshot.

However, the gunshots of Ama Zhengxing have already reached the opposite position and can be determined.

At that moment, Jiro Onoda seemed to be able to see the bullets fired by the other party!

"There is a horse..." Jiro Onoda subconsciously yelled, but it was too late.

Before he could even say the word "jun", Arima Zhengxing, who was more than 20 meters away from him, groaned and fell down on his back. Just like Huatianyan just now, he was shot to death.

All this seems to be very long, but it actually happens in an instant.

Looking at Akira Hana and Masatsuki who fell dead in the trenches one after another, Jiro Onoda instantly felt like falling into an ice cave.

Too strong! The Eighth Route Sniper on the opposite side is really too powerful, and this guy is not just powerful, he is also extremely cunning in addition to being powerful. How can he play this?

Jiro Onoda felt desperate.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!