Super Dictator

When it was completely dark outside and he couldn't see his fingers, Wei Jichen dragged his tired body back to the military tent.

"Hey, I'm so exhausted, living such a miserable life!" Wei Jichen sighed as he lay on the bed.

In order to maximize the effect of the ice wall, he and the soldiers poured water on the trenches they had built before going to bed.

Although he was very tired and wanted to sleep, Wei Jichen had to brace himself up and prepare to enter the system to learn marksmanship in order to survive for a few more years on the battlefield.

Personal information: Wei Jichen, male, 22 years old

Rank: Medium Private.

Physical strength: 7988,

Agility: 7576,

Intelligence: 9191,

Spirit:95100,

Luck: 88,

Merit value: 9616, title: Thousand Man Killer.

Prestige value: 586, title: Emerging fame.

There are no Japs to kill, and there are no good missions to accept in the mission system. In the past few days, Wei Jichen's merit points have been stuck at more than 900 points. Fortunately, his prestige points are slowly increasing.

Speaking of which, Wei Jichen really has to thank Nie Shicheng and Feng Guozhang. It was precisely because these two people spared no effort to publicize his glorious deeds in Jiulian City some time ago that many soldiers were friendly towards him. All exceeded 60.

And as the news that Wei Jichen killed the Japanese captain was confirmed, his prestige spread beyond the Luyu Army and to other armies.

Wei Jichen didn't look much and went straight into the training base in the super teacher system. What surprised him was that after a few days without entering, the training base became almost like a government office building in later generations.

"You came."

As soon as Wei Jichen walked into the hall, Tinker Bell walked over with a calm look and said.

"Uh, why are you here?" Wei Jichen asked in surprise.

"Of course, I am system intelligence. I can go anywhere in the system. How about this training base?"

Tinker Bell pointed at the clean, square and majestic building.

It's a pity that this building is deserted. There are only two people, Tinkerbell and Wei Jichen. Well, let's count Tinkerbell as human beings.

No wonder it was just an interface last time, and now it has become a building. It turns out it was all your fault. You are really bored and have nothing to do. Is this necessary? Isn't it just a place to choose a scene?

Although Wei Jichen thought so in his heart, he praised: "Well, not bad, not bad, by the way, I want to do spearmanship training."

Tinkerbell waved her hand in the air, and a suspended interface immediately appeared with options such as scene selection and time ratio.

She did not ask, but looked at Wei Jichen with a pair of beautiful eyes that seemed to be able to speak, waiting for Wei Jichen's choice.

"The time ratio will be 1 to 2, the temporary training will be 2 hours, and the scene will be jungle combat." Wei Jichen thought for a while and said solemnly.

"Okay, you need to spend 18 prestige points. If you don't forcibly interrupt, you will exit the training base in two hours in real time." Tinkerbell quickly tapped the interface with her hands, and Wei Jichen could only see the shadow of her hands. Dazzling in front of my eyes.

The real time is two hours, and the time ratio is 1:2, which means that Wei Jichen can stay in the system for four hours.

Before Wei Jichen could reply, Tinker Bell stopped moving and then showed a slight smile.

There was a flash of white light.

Wei Jichen immediately felt that his vision went dark and he closed his eyes involuntarily.

After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and saw that he was riding on a large tree branch.

"Jack, come down quickly, those Vietnamese are coming soon." A sergeant wearing a U.S. military uniform shouted from the bottom of the tree.

Only then did Wei Jichen realize that he had also put on a US military uniform at some point, and there was a white parachute hanging on the tree. It seemed that he had just fallen from the sky.

"Wait a minute, I'll be down soon."

Wei Jichen responded downwards, quickly pulled out the dagger next to his boots, and cut the rope fiercely.

Vietnamese, could this scene be the US military's invasion of Vietnam?

After Wei Jichen cut the rope, he quickly climbed down along the trunk of the tree.

"Hurry up, Jack, we have to go to the assembly area to meet the captain." The sergeant below was obviously very anxious and kept urging.

Only then did Wei Jichen realize that there were gunshots ringing out from time to time around him. No wonder the sergeant was so anxious. It seemed that the Vietnamese were not vegetarians.

"Come on, come on, let's go!"

Wei Jichen really wanted to take a needle and sew his chattering mouth shut.

Buzz buzz…

A U.S. Army Apache helicopter flew over the sky, and the soldiers on it fired arrogantly into the woods below with machine guns.

Boom, a flash of fire suddenly appeared in the woods below, heading towards the helicopter. The Vietnamese army used rockets.

The pilot on the helicopter hurriedly tried to change direction, but because it was too close to the ground, there was no time. The rocket hit the helicopter's fuel tank.

Boom, a loud bang.

The US military helicopter exploded brilliantly in the sky, and the wreckage was scattered to various places in the woods below.

Wei Jichen first looked at the exploding helicopter in a daze, and then looked at the old Mauser rifle in his hand speechlessly.

It's so deceptive. What's flying in the sky is a US military helicopter, but what I'm holding in my hand is an old-fashioned Mauser rifle used by the Qing army.

System, can you make people collapse a little more.

"Jack, there is a Viet Cong in the nine o'clock direction, kill him quickly." The sergeant hunched over the jungle and suddenly turned around and said to Wei Jichen.

"Me?" Wei Jichen pointed to his nose with his finger and asked hesitantly.

The central defender was covered in high-tech gadgets. He had just used a military telescope to see the enemy's situation, but he didn't expect him to take action.

"Of course, because you are a sniper!" the American said matter-of-factly.

Wei Jichen almost choked to death on his own saliva. What an international joke!

"Jack, what are you still dawdling about? We are running out of time. If we are discovered by the Vietnamese army, we will not be able to escape." The American urged with an anxious look.

well.

Wei Jichen fell helplessly on the ground and followed the sergeant's gaze. He saw a Vietnamese soldier hiding behind a stone with half of his head exposed and looking around. He obviously did not notice him and the Americans.

The distance of about fifty meters shouldn't be too far. Wei Jichen took a deep breath, closed one eye, and pressed the fingers of his right hand tightly on the trigger. The head of the ambushing Vietnamese soldier in the crosshairs gradually enlarged in his eyes. .

"Bang!" A gunshot sounded, and Wei Jichen finally pulled the trigger.

The expected headshot did not happen, and the Vietnamese soldier was looking around vigorously.

But the American next to him shouted: "Oh, God, you didn't shoot him. The Vietnamese army is coming. Let's move quickly."

Wei Jichen's old face was slightly red, and he saw the Vietnamese soldier just stretched out his gun from the stone and fired randomly in this direction.

What made Wei Jichen even more depressed was that the gunfire exposed the two men's positions. Behind the Vietnamese soldier, more than a dozen soldiers with crude weapons ran up and rushed towards them crazily.

Seeing that Wei Jichen was still in a daze, the American couldn't help but grabbed his hand and pulled him forward: "Jack, what happened to you today? Do you still want to live? These Vietnamese soldiers don't fucking treat themselves as human beings. We You can’t go head-to-head with them.”

Wei Jichen had no choice but to follow behind the Yankee and use all his strength to run forward.

Am I here to train marksmanship, or am I here to be tortured?

The Vietnamese army was obviously more familiar with this forest than Wei Jichen. They were separated and surrounded in pairs, constantly compressing the space for the two to escape.

The Vietnamese troops, who were chirping and shouting in response to each other, fired grenades and threw them at Wei Jichen.

Explosions sounded all around Wei Jichen, and the air waves made his ears buzz. He couldn't hear any other sounds at all. Wei Jichen felt that time was stretched infinitely at this time, and the enemy's movements slowed down a lot in his eyes.

"I told you to use grenades." Wei Jichen jumped and rolled to the ground. Without aiming, he just relied on the feeling in his heart, raised the muzzle of the gun, and shot a howling Vietnamese soldier.

The Vietnamese soldier fell down in response. Then, under the astonished eyes of the other Vietnamese soldiers, Wei Jichen loaded the gun, drew the gun, aimed, and shot almost all at once, like a divine help.

Four or five Vietnamese troops were hit and fell to the ground in succession, completely frightening the remaining Vietnamese troops. They no longer had the arrogance they had just now and did not dare to take long steps to pursue them. Instead, they used trees, stones and other objects as cover, and continued to attack. Move forward intermittently.

Wei Jichen glanced at the dumbfounded American and shouted, "Let's go!"

The American closed his mouth, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and praised: "Jack, you are worthy of being the famous sharpshooter in our company."

Sharpshooter?

Wei Jichen recalled the feeling just now. The gun seemed to have become a part of his body. Often, before the order in his head was given, the bullet would be fired from the gun like a conditioned reflex.

Unfortunately, this feeling was fleeting, and Wei Jichen had no time to recall it. It seemed that only by constantly being on the edge of life and death could he continue to hone his marksmanship, and finally achieve mastery in his marksmanship.

With a long roar of "Woo...", a cannonball exploded not far in front of Wei Jichen without any warning. The Yankee was carried far away by the air waves and fell to the ground, motionless, his life or death unknown.

Damn it, cheating. The Vietnamese used small steel cannons. Wei Jichen and his old donkeys rolled around and ran behind a big rock. They looked at the rifles in their hands and wanted to cry without tears.

How about using steel cannons to deal with the two of us?

Wei Jichen took a few deep breaths, then rushed to another place, raising his gun to shoot at the pursuing Vietnamese troops.

Boom, boom, boom.

Sure enough, the rock he was hiding in was blown to pieces.

boom! boom! boom!

Wei Jichen's feeling that the gun was a part of his body came back, and he fired three times in a row, hitting the enemy between the eyebrows.

I want you to be arrogant!

There was nothing but enemies in Wei Jichen's eyes now. His whole head was spinning at high speed, and the position of each enemy formed a three-dimensional image in his mind.

And all he has to do is shoot every enemy in the image.

Da da da…

When the fourth enemy soldier also fell under his gun, the Vietnamese army's machine guns rang out violently.

The flames from the muzzle spurted out wildly, and the surrounding bushes were swept away.

ah!

Wei Jichen was unable to evade and was shot several times in the chest, and his consciousness gradually began to blur.

"Is this the end? There are still five Vietnamese troops in front of me. As long as I stretch out my hand, I can solve them." Wei Jichen cried out sadly in his heart. As long as you give me a little more time, I will definitely kill them. .

It turns out that death feels like this, not much pain, but light and integrated with the whole nature.

Wei Jichen closed his eyes, and in a hazy state, he suddenly felt that he touched a big tree branch.

"Jack, come down quickly, those Vietnamese are coming soon." A familiar shout sounded from below.

Wei Jichen opened his eyes and saw that he was hanging on a tree with a parachute on his back. The American sergeant standing underneath was making a lot of noise. In the sky not far away, an American Apache helicopter was arrogant. Shooting downwards.

Wei Jichen couldn't help but smile bitterly. This virtual battlefield was so real that he almost thought he was done.

The feeling of pain and the lifelike characters on the battlefield made Wei Jichen almost forget that he was training in a training ground just now.

well! It seems the game has to start again.

"Wait a minute, I'll be down soon." Wei Jichen shouted helplessly down again.