Chapter 4

National hatred and family hatred are intertwined.

The war broke out so quickly that there was not even a word of communication.

No one was in the mood to say anything.

"kill!"

"The devil will die for me!"

"Conceal and conceal, pay attention to cover!"

"Pay attention to the opponent's fire suppression!"

"Someone here is injured, medic!"

"Quick, quick, can anyone suppress the opponent's two machine guns?"

"さあや (Kill!)"

"しょうじしょうじ! (Indiscriminate shooting)"

"Bagaya Road!"

The last sentence was said by the devil, so I can understand it even without a translator.

All of a sudden there was screaming everywhere.

Bullets hit the ruins and stones, and shot everywhere.

Make a whooping sound.

Next to Jiang Yang was an unlucky buddy who was even shot in the crotch by a bullet with 10 yuan of party dues bent at an angle...

He was the one who called out to the medical soldiers just now...

Jiang Yang did not fire the first shot.

But when he shot, he took the devil's first life.

And also an officer.

After Jiang Yang shot, he quickly fell down.

If it was slower, there would be three bullets, and even from different angles, it would almost blow his head off.

"This little devil is really accurate with marksmanship. Fortunately, I have a cheat!" Jiang Yang muttered to himself.

There is no fear of killing the first time.

Think of those fellow countrymen who were killed by these beasts.

Is there a psychological burden to killing livestock?

Will there be?

No!

Jiang Yang quickly convinced himself.

Jiang Yang raised his hand and killed an officer of the opponent with a single shot.

A good start came.

While the people around were struggling to fight and shoot, they also slightly noticed this situation.

Xie Jinyuan borrowed the cover.

Crazy shooting.

If you rushed over in a daze on the battlefield, it would be no different from dying.

Mutual use of bunkers to consume firepower to consume soldiers is the correct answer.

The devil's firepower is quite powerful.

Basically, the two machine guns suppressed everyone, not daring to show their heads.

"Fuck your mother!"

Jiang Yang lay obliquely on a ruined brick.

Pull the bolt quickly and reload the bullet.

The devils who were venting their firepower crazily on the opposite side and their posture of raising their guns to shoot...

They all fell into Jiang Yang's mind in the form of 3D models!

Based on this information.

Jiang Yang was even able to calculate the trajectory of the bullets they fired.

But because the amount of information is too huge.

The amount of calculation is too complicated.

Jiang Yang can only do it for half an hour under the full load of his brain.

"Half an hour should be enough! Go to hell, devil!"

"Go to hell, you devils, you bastards!"

After Jiang Yang calculated the attack density of the opposite devil in his mind.

He showed his head and raised his hand to shoot.

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After Jiang Yang fired the shot, he quickly hooked his head off.

In an instant, several rounds of bullets directly hit the ruins in front of him, and quickly sent them flying.

The burst of dust even splashed on Jiang Yang's face.

Another headshot!

Jiang Yang's uncle swallowed: "Dragon Boat Festival..."

Jiang Yang ignored his uncle's intentions.

Just be surprised.

After all, it was the first time he saw such a peaceful and murderous nephew.

But then you have to get used to it.

Jiang Yang quickly pulled on the bolt.

On the other hand, the devil was headshot because of the death of a senior officer, and again because of a machine gunner.

The firepower has weakened.

The other party was angry and yelled all kinds of bad things.

After the devil with the machine gun on the opposite side was headshot...

His body was quickly dragged down by the devils next to him, the position of the machine gun was again grasped, and the devils took turns.

Perhaps it felt that the devil's firepower had suddenly weakened by half.

A soldier not far away wanted to try.

The head was exposed for a little longer than a second.

The retraction time was slightly slower by a second.

In an instant, he was shot to the collarbone.

His collarbone was cut in two on the spot, and a bullet hit his chest.

The neck was directly smashed.

Aortic hemorrhage.

"Hey, save me, save me, there is only one old mother in my family, I want to live..."

The bullet that broke the collarbone directly pierced the aorta from the chest cavity to the neck.

The trachea was still working, but mouthfuls of blood spit out from his mouth.

Because of the severe pain, he rolled over the slope.

He directly exposed himself to the devil's firepower.

After a few rounds of bullets.

Completely dead.

His blood-red eyes stared blankly at the gray sky.

I don't know whether it was his only surviving old mother or something else that appeared in the eyes of this soldier before he died...

After seeing this scene, Jiang Yang felt sad and painful, and various emotions came to his heart.

Temporarily difficult to control.

The Devils had obviously been trained in high-intensity shooting.

The quasi-heart is quite good.

Whoever shows up on both sides will basically be blown up.

This is the real war.

As long as you are hit by a shuttle of bullets, the probability of surviving is basically very small.

As for the cases where people can speak and explain their funerals like in divine dramas, there are very few of them.

Basically one bullet and the person is gone.

Yes.

No interest.

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