"There are enemies in the northeast, you guys will find them for me and kill them!"

The devil soldier Cao shouted to a few of his ghost soldiers. Immediately, the two devil soldiers leaned on the bunker, turned their guns, and aimed in the general direction that the devil soldier Cao said, looking for the enemy who fired bullets at them.

Look in the eye.

On the side, Monk Yang smiled and said, "Leader, it seems that you have successfully attracted the attention of the little devil!" ”

Nie Xiaotian said lightly: "Don't talk nonsense, give Lao Tzu the little devil to death." He had already found the target, but before he finished speaking, he heard a pop, and the sniper rifle in Nie Xiaotian's hand had already shot a frantic bullet......

Monk Yang immediately did so, staring at the little devils and the second devils on the battlefield.

But after hearing the gunfire on Nie Xiaotian's side, over there, at the little devil's place, there was an extra fist-sized hole in the devil's head.

Monk Yang was stunned through the binoculars, and sighed that it shouldn't be, according to the power of the gun in the hands of the head of the second cargo regiment, this shot should have been directly exploded. How can there be a hole the size of a fist?

The devil soldier Cao stared, his body was stunned, and he fell down with a bang.

Two commanders were killed by the enemy's sharpshooters in a row, and now, the little devils over there panicked.

The two devils in the platoon with the devils were even more frightened to death, and they hid their bodies in the bunker one after another, not daring to move easily, for fear of being killed by the bullets that pointed and where they were hit.

There were two cowards, watching the devil Jun Cao fall, the steel helmet on top of his head fell down, and half of the head inside was shattered, and the red and white on the broken head were messed up into a pile, with a strong smell of blood, and the eyes of the devil Jun Cao were still staring, a dead look, and the legs of the two devils were weak, and the crotch couldn't be stopped, and a stream of yellow soup flowed out.

"Ouch, the little devil can carry a little beating, Lao Tzu hasn't done it here yet." Liu Xiaobiao was in charge of guarding with a crooked handle, but he said hatefully.

If it weren't for the fact that the head of the two cargo groups hadn't given an order, he would have rushed over to do it with the little devil. He is addicted to his hands, just begging these little devils to be able to carry a little beating, not for a while when he can do it, oh ho, the little devils are gone.

"Hit, hit me hard!"

Zhao Yuming shouted in ecstasy.

In his sight, there were constantly little devils falling under the support of the friendly army that he didn't even know where. He was very excited, and the fighters under his command were even more excited and fierce.

Although there are still comrades around them who fall under the guns of the little devils, the number of casualties is already a world of difference compared to just now. Just now, the little devils suppressed them one-sidedly, and now, after the little devil lieutenant and the devil army Cao on the opposite side were defeated, the little devil's combat effectiveness was obviously not as fierce as just now. Moreover, as if they were afraid of death, many of them took the opportunity to become shrinking turtles.

"Okay, good fight!"

Zhao Yuming saw that in his sight, another devil machine gunner was knocked out. Immediately, he was overjoyed again, and laughed and said, "Brothers, hit, hit me hard!" Eat them, damn it, and let them know how good they are! ”

Burst!

Sniping from a distance, Nie Xiaotian did not have the slightest pressure, his movements were elegant, and his breathing was gentle, as if he was doing an artistic performance. He is not in a hurry, maintains his own rhythm, looks for the target, aims at the target, shoots decisively.

He has already eaten up the full set of "Sharpshooter Skills", and his sniping skills have long reached the point of perfection.

Firing at a distance of about 400 meters does not require too much calculation at all, and firing by instinct alone can achieve 100 shots.

Looking at Nie Xiaotian's "performance", Monk Yang on the side couldn't help but sigh in his eyes, the marksmanship of the second cargo leader is really getting more and more powerful!

Seeing Nie Xiaotian shoot decisively, in his sight, another devil soldier who went to operate the machine gun died under Nie Xiaotian's bullet. Monk Yang smiled: "Leader, you did a good job. Three meters to the left, there are little devils using grenadiers. ”

Monk Yang just finished speaking, but he heard a pop.

Seeing that in the sight, the little devil who was preparing to shoot at Zhao Yuming and them on the opposite side with a grenadier stopped. Then there was a bang, and he fell to the ground, his hand holding the grenade was interrupted by the powerful power of the sniper rifle in Nie Xiaotian's hand, and he held the severed hand and struggled on the ground.

Bang Bang Bang ......

Suddenly, I heard a few gunshots.

A volley of bullets fired, and Monk Yang shouted, "Be careful! Nie Xiaotian didn't move...... That's the bullet that the little devil found them and fired. The bullet landed less than three meters in front of them. Monk Yang was startled, but Nie Xiaotian had a calm expression, and he had already shot and shot a little devil who was shooting at them.

Monk Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time understood that he was blindly worried.

At this time, they were about 400 meters away from the place where the little devil was fighting in their sight. They can't deny that the little devils have good marksmanship. But no matter how good the little devil's marksmanship is, it also depends on the distance. Maybe those devil sharpshooters can hit the target at a distance of about three hundred and fifty meters, but now? There was an extra distance of more than 50 meters. If you shoot at a distance of about fifty meters, it will certainly not be an obstacle. However, if you shoot at a target at a distance of 350 meters without the blessing of a sniper scope, and then move the target back by more than 50 meters, the concept will be completely different.

"Hey, Commander, good fight!" Monk Yang was relieved and laughed, but this time he calmed down a lot. Holding the telescope and being an observer again, he became an eye for Nie Xiaotian.

Liu Xiaobiao heard Monk Yang praise again and again, and finally couldn't help it.

Cautiously poked his head out in the direction where the little devil was, and at a glance, the enemies who were still a squad and a platoon of two devil soldiers just now were still fighting back at this time, and at most no more than half of the number of people were there.

Liu Xiaobiao couldn't help but be a little anxious, and asked weakly: "Regiment leader, do you want to rush over to support?" ”

"Support a fart, you kid just hold back, don't you know tactics!"

Before Nie Xiaotian could speak, Monk Yang had already scolded Liu Xiaobiao, how could he not know Liu Xiaobiao's thoughts.

It is. At this time, long-range strikes and fire support for friendly forces engaged with the little devils in front are the best tactics. If you rush over and fight with the little devil, what's the matter? Do you understand?

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