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Guns and cannons are roaring, beasts are flying, and the forest has been restless for two days.

From the forest in the mist, a lonely figure stood in front of a small mound. This person was Cai Xiaoqiang. Cai Xiaoqiang half-squatted in front of Wang Hao's grave, and his gun was tighter. When he came here in the afternoon, Cai Xiaoqiang found Wang Hao's body. When night fell, he dug a simple pit to bury Wang Hao.

The magic gun lineup is full of stuffed cans. Although Cai Xiaoqiang and Wang Hao are comrades in the same roster, there are very few intersections on weekdays. Cai Xiaoqiang still cannot hide his hatred for Wang Hao's sacrifice. Don't say that men have no tears, but they don't flick it lightly. Cai Xiaoqiang is not a fragile person, but when he thinks that Wang Hao was shot like a hornet's nest, Cai Xiaoqiang can no longer be as calm as usual. It must be the Japanese who killed Wang Hao and came to vent his anger, otherwise Wang Hao's body would not be so ragged.

Wiping away the tears and grabbing the steel gun, Cai Xiaoqiang's eyes became even sharper and cold-blooded. His hatred made Cai Xiaoqiang feel that there was a fire burning in his chest, and his brother's soul had not yet dissipated. The living must kill the murderer, take the enemy's head, and sacrifice blood to my brother.

Cai Xiaoqiang untied the tie on his hands and feet, and then slowly wrapped it around. His speed was very slow, very attentive and very hard. The tighter he pricked, the greater the strength. Originally, an excellent gunman was more about psychological tempering and would not pursue the strength too deliberately. However, Cai Xiaoqiang only wanted to make his hands and feet stronger at this time, so that he could better kill the enemy, kill the enemy, kill the enemy, and kill the enemy. There was only such a thought left in his mind.

After getting leggings and hands tied, Cai Xiaoqiang whispered: "Wang Hao, your blood will not flow in vain!" After that, Cai Xiaoqiang turned around and sank into the jungle.

In order not to leave footprints in the muddy forest, Cai Xiaoqiang often jumped forward on the dry mud at the roots of the tree. When he really couldn't pass through the mud, he would step backwards and then carefully wiped his footprints. The first thing an excellent sniper needs to learn is to improve his survival probability as much as possible. Cai Xiaoqiang is a smart boy, no one told him this, but he deeply engraved this perception in his mind. Even with strong hatred, he would not let his emotions control his behavior, causing him to fall into an unfavorable situation.

All valuable qualities are just a natural habit. Only by engraving the habit into your body can you become better, you can surpass yourself and others.

Cai Xiaoqiang climbed up a huge tree quickly and hid in the dense trunk.

Humans have extremely poor vision at night. After all, humans are not felines and do not have the ability to see night vision. Cai Xiaoqiang is not an owl, and he cannot see enemies so far away. He just chose a good hidden place and then quietly waited for the arrival of dawn.

Cai Xiaoqiang surrounded the branches around him and used the thick tree-long breathing. Cai Xiaoqiang quickly fell into sleep, but the steel gun in his hand was tighter, and there was a hint of sadness on his face. He was a killer, but he was also alone.

Gugugugugugu~~ It was just dawn, and the unknown birds began to chirp. Cai Xiaoqiang, who was sleeping in the tree, suddenly woke up. His body seemed to be an extremely sophisticated machine, and he had an extraordinary sensitive reaction to the environment in which he was in.

"It's dawn~" Cai Xiaoqiang said leisurely, which also means that today's work is about to begin.

Cai Xiaoqiang grows the tree, but lets his mind unite and unite with the world. This is a mysterious feeling. Every excellent sniper will have such an instant forgetfulness when he successfully fires. This feeling is obsessed and is also what every sniper pursues.

When Cai Xiaoqiang opened his eyes again, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon. The soldiers in the magic gun platoon usually like to close their eyes and rest. They need to improve their energy, otherwise they will not be able to achieve the vision and concentration of a battlefield killer with perfect bullets.

Cai Xiaoqiang weighed a bullet at hand and felt that the weight was right, so he pressed the bullet into the bullet cabin. This was not a face-to-face positional battle, because there was plenty of time and space distance, and this was the time for a real sniper to play his role.

Two days ago, Cai Xiaoqiang only followed the instructions of the division commander to kill the opponent's senior general. However, today Cai Xiaoqiang's goal has changed. As long as it is a Japanese devil, he will kill him. Wang Hao's death makes Cai Xiaoqiang hate him. He can't wait. He wants to let the brutal Japanese devil live in anxiety and fear, and he is the god of killing, the god of killing that makes Japanese devils tremble.

Through the scope, Cai Xiaoqiang found two Japanese big-headed soldiers smoking cigarettes and chatting very happily. In the past two days, because Cai Xiaoqiang has been taking the people who are most likely to be officers, not many people have been shot. Although the Japanese at the outpost hated Cai Xiaoqiang, who was like a ghost, they did not feel fear.

Aiming, pulling the trigger, puff! As the bullet penetrated the skull cavity, the Japanese soldier fell down like a dead dog. Another Japanese soldier was yelling something, but his body slowly cated, trying to retreat to a hidden place.

Looking at the panic look of the Japanese soldier in the scope, Cai Xiaoqiang showed a sarcastic smile. Cai Xiaoqiang no longer shot the other party like a thousand-year-old iceberg. Whenever he abused the Japanese, he would laugh. He would use his smile to send the other party's soul to his death.

Bang! Another shot!

He hit the major artery of another Japanese soldier's neck, and blood was blowing, but he couldn't die for a while. If he could not stop the bleeding in time, he would inevitably die of excessive bleeding.
Chapter completed!