A fourth gunshot rang out again, and the impact point was deflected to a place where it was impossible to track. Hearing the gunshot, Yan Wei did not rush to look in the direction of the sound, but lay motionless on the ground, waiting.

It seemed that the enemy had finally given up on his actions, and since the fourth shot had been heard, no other movement had come from afar, and the whole jungle had returned to its previous tranquility, and the birds, which had been frightened away by the gunshots, had gradually given up their vigilance and returned to their habitats, while under the trees, Lao Deng remained motionless in a tuft of grass, carefully observing the front.

Yan Wei was really impressed by Lao Deng's disguise, even at such a close distance, he needed to distinguish it carefully in order to distinguish him from the surrounding bushes. Every blade of grass is smoothed into the same direction as the wind in the forest, tightly shading, completely covering all parts of the body, looking like a pile of grass from a distance!

"Be careful, grenade!" At the same time as Lao Deng's reminder came, a grenade bullet flexibly passed through the gaps in the trees in the forest at a speed visible to the naked eye, rushing towards Lao Deng's hiding place.

"Boom!" In the next second, the wave of qi set off by the violent explosion instantly engulfed Lao Deng's hiding place. The violent explosion slammed into Yan Wei's body like an air hammer, instantly making his breath stagnate.

Under the violent explosion, Lao Deng's perfect disguise, no, even Lao Deng's body, was lifted high all of a sudden, and then fell heavily to the ground.

The enemy's methods were obviously too unexpected, and the sniping of the bazooka brought the means of approximate destruction to the limit. Seeing Lao Deng lying motionless in the grass, Yan Wei instinctively wanted to rush over to help, but the strong shock wave generated by the explosion made him almost lose the control of his body.

Just as Yan Wei squirmed to recover his limbs that seemed to be stunned, the sound of rhythmic footsteps, slowly from far to near, gradually became clear in his ears.

Turning his head slowly, the first thing that catches his eye is a pair of galoshes, and then the back of a man with a long figure appears in the middle of the jungle.

The man's steps were slow and steady, and on his shoulder, a nearly brand new gun was slung diagonally over his shoulder, and a chalk gun with a slightly whitish handle was loosely lifted in his hand.

The other party easily stepped over the crater blown up by the explosion, then kicked and scattered the helmet that Lao Deng placed in the grass as a concealment, and finally walked slowly to Lao Deng's side.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!" The strong recoil made the opponent's body tremble constantly, and the huge penetrating force of the chalk bullet brought Lao Deng's body together.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Yan Wei wanted to rush over and die with the other party, but he asked himself if he lacked this courage at the moment. The enemy's powerful momentum made him feel incomparable, and Yan Wei felt that he couldn't deceive himself with the excuse that he had no weapon or was physically injured, because he knew that even if he had a weapon in his hand and his body was intact, he didn't know if he could or was willing to shoot in the back to finish off this old enemy.

After calmly mending the gun, he lowered his body, opened the satchel on Lao Deng's body, took out the military uniform he had hidden in the bag, tore off an epaulette, put it in his pocket as proof of killing, and then turned around and left the battlefield.

Witnessing all this happening in front of his eyes, Yan Wei didn't know how to describe how he felt at the moment. At this moment, he was still prostrate on the damp ground, breathing in the fresh fishy smell mixed with Lao Deng's blood that had been blasted by the explosion, waiting for something blankly.

Waiting for the enemy to leave? Waiting for your breathing and heartbeat to level out? Still waiting--.......--Yan Wei himself doesn't know.

Time passed like this waiting, until the dew wet his military uniform and made his skin feel cold, Yan Wei got up in a daze and walked towards Lao Deng's corpse. …,

The scene still maintained the previous scene, the difference was that Lao Deng's blood had coagulated and turned into dark red blood clots.

Yan Wei, who was accustomed to life and death, did not leave tears, but calmly took out his military uniform from his satchel, carefully put it on Lao Deng's body, and then slowly moved his body to the middle of the crater, and covered it with soil.

For him now, at this moment, the only thing he can do for Lao Deng is so much, to be in peace, but Yan Wei knows that as long as the enemy's gunman is not dead, Lao Deng will definitely not live in peace.

Packing up the rifle that was still intact and taking the little ammunition left, Yan Wei changed into an old military uniform that had lost an epaulettes, stood up calmly, and walked towards the jungle in the distance!

The loss of the epaulettes of the uniform is a disgrace, something that has gone far beyond hatred, a disgrace left by one soldier to another, one army to another, and this shame must be washed away by the same means.

Lao Deng is right, a good sniper is not only good marksmanship, but also to correctly judge what the enemy is thinking, only by predicting the enemy's actions, can you predict the enemy's position, otherwise even if the marksmanship is good, it is just a stupid person who kills the target......

Yan Wei had a keen idea at the moment, wanting to know what the "gunman" thought, how he knew that Lao Deng was hiding there, and for this, Yan Wei wanted to stay here and re-simulate the gunman's previous actions.

Looking for the traces left along the way, Yan Wei soon came to a bush a hundred meters away, where the burning signs left by the rockets were clear and obvious, and it was obvious that the "gunman" threw the grenade here.

A pungent smell of gunpowder smoke slowly wafted around with a faint breeze, and there seemed to be a strange smell mixed in with this gunsmoke.

What does it taste like? Yan Wei sniffed and distinguished carefully, and soon, his eyes lit up, and he understood that there was a smell of blood, and the relationship between the tailwind, the breeze blowing from Lao Deng's side brought the smell of blood here, so the exposure of Lao Deng before was related to this.

Yes, it is true, Lao Deng's leg was injured before, and the wound was only treated simply, but after a forced march of more than ten kilometers, the wound must have burst again, then, the enemy must have relied on the bloody breath brought by Lin Feng to roughly know Lao Deng's location, and then used rockets to roughly kill him.

But how did the enemy hide his tracks and not be discovered? Yan Wei swore that he had not found even the slightest trace of the enemy before.

"Whoa", when Yan Wei was carefully looking for the traces left by the enemy in the grass, a crisp sound of metal colliding suddenly came from under his feet, and if he didn't listen carefully, he would almost be ignored.

Yan Wei looked down and immediately found a chalky shell lying in the grass. When he picked it up and looked at it, a flash of light suddenly flashed in Yan Wei's mind.

This is the shell case of a machine gun, and from the primer in the tail section, it can be seen that the chalk shell was not fired by the bolt, but something else sharp.

Seeing this, Yan Wei immediately lowered his body and searched for it in the grass, and soon, he found him not far away, that is, if Yan Wei did not go out of the pre-office, the enemy would rely on this to hide his voice when he ran.

A small spring, and an iron nail, and to be precise, a simple sleeve on the outside, all of this constitutes a simple excitation device, a small mechanism that fires sub-chalks.

This simple small mechanism was once widely used by the Japanese army in positional warfare, and was equipped with a casing of chalk shells, which could easily penetrate the surface of the foot or even the thigh once stepped on, and the power was completely comparable to that of an anti-infantry jumping mine. …,

When the Japanese army was on Kyushu Island, in order to prevent the Chinese army from attacking, this kind of mechanism was widely set up on the front line, but what Yan Wei didn't expect was that this kind of small thing that was once very familiar was actually seen here again.

It seems that the other party should have used something like a cigarette or a straw twist as a simple timer to control the launch of this thing, and because of this, the previous chalk bomb would be so inaccurate, as if it had no target.

Then the enemy suddenly smelled a smell of blood in the process of searching for Lao Deng, so he roughly fired a rocket forward.

After all the clues were grasped, Yan Wei's mind had clearly outlined how a scheming enemy had calmly and skillfully arranged all these scenes.

Did Lao Deng die unjustly? Yan Wei didn't know, Yan Wei only knew that the enemy had the right time, place and people. However, in war, no matter who is behind luck, there is nothing to complain about, because no matter how great the gap between the two sides is, the real contest is always about courage, faith, and determination.

Lao Deng may have already foreseen that he would sacrifice, but this is the case, but he did not flinch, did not escape, he made a choice that a soldier should make, face it head-on, and fight it knowing that he could not fight!

From this point of view, Yan Wei knew that Lao Deng was not ashamed to lose at all. The only thing to be thankful for is that the "gunman" did not find himself, he must have come for a certain goal, and that target is Lao Deng. Now that the target is solved, the "gunner" will definitely disappear for some time. Then, when he reappeared, he had a new goal.

Who will be this target? Yan Wei didn't think about it, maybe it was the captain, maybe it was Staff Officer Li, but it was most likely himself, because even if the target of the "company commander" was not himself, then he would meet him and give Lao He and Lao Deng an explanation.

Wiping the rifle in his hand that had been blackened by the smoke of gunpowder, the oil-soaked butt immediately flashed a soft yellow light.

After carefully checking the chalk bag, Yan Wei picked up his rifle and walked into the distance in the direction where the captain and the others had left.

In the dense grass, the dew continued to drip as you walked, adding a touch of stuffiness to the already damp soles of the feet. According to Lao Deng's instructions, Yan Wei kept changing the route of his movements, and after making sure that no one was following, he hurriedly marched to the location he had been told in advance! ）