Compared with the previous battle, the Japanese used a pig-bump-style charge initiated by large forces, and the subsequent attack of this straggling team in a straggling shape did not make Hu Biao and others feel at all relaxed.

On the contrary, this kind of feeling like cutting flesh with a blunt knife makes them feel unspeakable.

Because often the Japanese attacking team was attacked by difficulties; at most, after two or three minutes of intervals, a new team rushed up again.

In such a short time, what do you think can make Hu Biao and other men do enough?

Too far, it is just to fill in empty rifles and repair the trenches.

I didn't even have time to go to the bathroom, but at this time, many netizens with wet crotches actually didn't have to worry about this little problem.

In such an almost unstoppable battle, their limited manpower and ammunition reserves are quickly consumed...

With a crisp sound of "其~", a Japanese man who was waisted and approached the position was shocked and rolled down the mountain.

The middle-aged warehouse manager who shot a opponent with one shot and did not show any excitement on his face.

I just silently wrote down a number in my heart: "The 27th~"

Such a number is all the achievements he has achieved by the Huns Dharma God since the beginning of this mission.

Shooting is also simple for those with talent, it is nothing more than a matter of familiarity with the sense of guns; to put it in one line:

You boy are born to be a war material.

Or to put it in a more accurate way: you are born to be a war material.

After firing nearly a hundred bullets in a row, the middle-aged man, who was more and more comfortable with the scope, his shooting level grew at an amazing speed.

By the way! When the battle of this mission began, the middle-aged warehouse manager finally realized the dream of a sniper that he was looking forward to since childhood.

Unfortunately, this experience of realizing the dream is not good enough at all.

In the new tactics of the Japanese, each time, except for more than 40 people who were hunching their waists and steadily advancing, there were still 10 so-called precise shooters who lay on more than 200 meters of ground and kept firing.

Even if they need to attack from the ground, they are often not very good in the shooting world, but the shooting skills of these Japanese veterans still posed a great threat to Hu Biao and the others.

As a sniper, middle-aged Warehouse naturally needs to solve these major threats to the battlefield.

This is the bullet in the bullet bay after killing it. It was considered that 3 bullets were used to deal with a Japanese precision shooter who was hiding behind the stone.

The Huns' magic gods had no time to retract their bodies back into the trenches and filled the bullets again.

Or follow the tactics you know, quickly change your position and continue to keep invisible and fire.

The little flat-headed Yuan Sin beside him fell into the trench with a muffled groan; he turned around and looked over, and saw that there were a large piece of blood on Yuan Sin's left arm, which suddenly hang down.

Since the crooked barrel of the gun was destroyed, this guy and his deputy shooter Qingtian had to pick up the rifle again.

Even because of his good marksmanship, Yuan Sin also acted as a sniper, responsible for shooting and fighting against Japanese precision shooters.

After pulling off the towel with a slight smell of urine around his waist, pressing the wound on his left arm.

Yuan Su didn't even bother to ask An Tusheng, an orthopedic doctor, to rescue the battlefield, but turned his head and shouted loudly at the middle-aged warehouse manager:

"Then my grandson was hiding in a shallow pit at 11 o'clock. He had already killed and injured three of us. We must kill him as soon as possible, otherwise there would be almost not many living people on the position~"

After explaining it, he called out the most popular sentence in the squad position in the third district:

"Lao An, come here to help me quickly, I'm almost out of here~"

After the above sentence was in my ears, orthopedic surgeon An Tusheng was slumped on the ground, gasping heavily in his mouth like an old cow.

When he was summoned, the white coat on his body was now covered with all kinds of blood and dust; it was so embarrassing to match his current dusty appearance.

After a 'Ph~' spit in his mouth.

An Tusheng moved his heavy legs and trotted all the way to the sound. He felt that because of his long bent over, his old waist was almost ruined.

If it were the moment when the battle began, I could hear such a cry for help in my ears.

The orthopedic doctor will definitely say nervously: "I must hold on, I will come soon; don't worry, as long as I'm alive, you will be fine."

In the words, it is full of the legendary doctor's kindness and full of encouragement.

Even in actual battlefield first aid, when seeing the shocking wounds on these brothers, the orthopedic doctors' eyes would have tears in their eyes.

Unfortunately, after a long time, he became a little numb in the repeated running around.

For example, now, if you record the amount of exercise in a short period of time, you will definitely beat An Tusheng, who is the one in the circle of friends, and have worked hard to get to the side of Yuan Sin.

But after a glance at the wound, he said calmly:

"Stop yelling, it's like killing a pig; just a little bit of injury, it's absolutely impossible to die."

While speaking, he had already found an erased tourniquet from his bag and skillfully tightened the upper end of Yuan Sin's left arm, which was considered to be a way to stop the heavy bleeding from the wound.

Then, a little hemostatic powder was sprinkled with gauze and wrapped it around the wound for several rounds to prevent infection.

And preventive, a handful of oral penicillin was stuffed into Original Sin with liberation. Such a battlefield rescue would be completely over.

If he had changed to a modern plane, An Tusheng knew that he would dare to operate this way in the hospital and would be beaten to death by the patient's family in every detail.

Because the wound was treated for a little longer, this arm was completely useless.

The problem is that now he only needs to ensure that original sin will not shed too much blood and die; as long as he lasts until the mission is over, the system's treatment is said to be very powerful.

Therefore, the battlefield treatment style of Hu Biao's team that has been criticized by the newcomers in the future will be considered a preliminary invasion here.

After being treated with simple treatment, it was an old bird's original sin, and he also gave up his worries about dying due to excessive bleeding.

After circulating my throat with difficulty, I swallowed a mouthful of oral penicillin.

This small, big-headed head with a huge heart, he was even in the mood to pay attention to the situation where the middle-aged warehouse manager fought with the Japanese precise shooter.

During the period when he was treated, the guy had already fired two consecutive shots, and he didn't know the specific results of the battle and killed the target.

But when he saw the Huns Dharma God and the miserable expression of such a middle-aged man, he knew that he had no goal to solve.

For this reason, he decided to help this teammate.

He used his only moving right hand, holding a rifle, pressing the helmet above his head, and stretched out a little bit from the trench.

And in his mouth, he said in a low voice to the Huns magic god who had just changed his shooting position and changed to his side:

"Snatch the opportunity, I guess that grandson will only be fooled once."

The helmet was stretched out for less than 3 seconds. With a crisp metal impact, the helmet with an additional gun hole fell beside him.

At this moment, the middle-aged warehouse manager also opened fire. After the fire, the guy jumped up excitedly.

By the way! What else can make a rookie sniper more excited than a tough opponent?

However, after the next second, the excited middle-aged warehouse manager had an extra gun hole on his forehead.

At the same time, a drop of warm liquid splashed to Yuan Sin's mouth. After licking the little flat head instinctively, it was a little salty~

After resisting the urge to vomit, Yuan Sin sighed deeply. Not only did he know clearly that these people might have a lot of tactical knowledge in theory, but when it comes to implementation, many of them forget to clean up.

He even sighed that he still couldn't worry about it and had to continue fighting.

Otherwise, with the increasingly sparse firepower on the position, the Japanese would soon rush up.

With this emotion, he clamped a piece of the rifle's body with his knees, pulled the bolt with his only left right hand to load the bullet.

Then he lay down on the trench again and fired with one hand, and shot a Japanese man through the neck with one shot.

When the recoil of the rifle fired hit his shoulder, it caused the wound on his left arm to sway: Damn! It hurts so much~
Chapter completed!