Chapter 120: False Names Inspire Courage

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Yang Guan stood proudly on the boulder on the top of the mountain, bathed in the morning glow, declared victory in the joy of the whole body, and released the pressure that had suppressed his mind before.

Celebrate the victory and reminisce about the past.

Realizing that he is just an ordinary person, he has only killed a few more little devils than others, and he is more fortunate and clever.

invisibly became the god of war in the mouth of outsiders, but unfortunately it was just a gimmick, asking who deserves the title of god?

It's just a tiring name.

The first time I tasted the heavy pressure, I felt that my false reputation was harmful.

The Japanese planes hid in the golden light, launched lightning bombing, and fired wildly, but they could not see clearly at all, and could not carry out sniping.

However, the false name has been spread to the gods, and it has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and has formed a wave of worship with far-reaching influence.

In the midst of this wave of false fame, if three Japanese planes cannot be destroyed, it will definitely cause an unpredictable impact.

At the least, the newly established Tenglong detachment will be separated from Germany, the fighting spirit will be scattered, and the military soul will not be able to condense, and it will sink and even fall apart.

In the worst case, it has implicated the anti-war morale of the whole country, cast a shadow in the minds of the masses of the people, and even set off a wave of insults.

If it is exaggerated and rumored by the little devils, it will inevitably bring a wave of passive resistance.

Therefore, he knew that he could not snipe the cunning Japanese plane, and his heart was full of bitter water, but he gritted his teeth to support it and kept warning himself: "If it doesn't work, I will definitely be able to shoot down the Japanese plane." ”

In fact, he knew very well in his heart that this was a swollen face and a fat man, maybe it was just a psychological comfort, nothing more.

If the Japanese planes did not change their flight paths, it would have been impossible to shoot them down.

Facing the Japanese machine hidden in the golden light, he could only sigh in his heart, it was too dazzling to snipe the Japanese machine.

The waiting moment is the hardest, like ten thousand ants devouring the heart, tormenting in minutes and seconds, very long, slow like a century has passed.

The seconds are like years, burning in a hurry, restless and restless, stirring the heart wall like a storm, washing away the power of will.

Even though I had an analysis of the Japanese machine and the situation in my heart, I was still emaciated by time, but I didn't show it.

Playing cool, this is also a compulsory course brought by a false name, and he has maintained a confident appearance from beginning to end, and he is not surprised by external objects.

In order not to be affected by the great cause of the Anti-Japanese War, as well as to quickly cultivate talents, and for the goal of striving for ideas, he has no choice.

At the same time, there is no escape, only to go up, open the road in the mountains, and build bridges in the water.

Since the Japanese machine is as cunning as a fox and covers the line of sight of the sniper, then wait for the opportunity to move, only wait for the outbreak of one day to recuperate and endure.

During this period, he was also very annoyed and depressed, and he understood a truth in the dark, the eye sniper is a visual sniper, and the heart sniper is the embodiment of the unity of man and gun, and there should be a higher realm.

Soul Sniper, a sniper drawn by the power of the will and soul, should be able to turn and change the sniper target as you like.

This is the inspiration in the midst of frustration, the realization of the blessing of the heart.

Because the golden light hinders vision, it is difficult to lock onto the Japanese plane, and it is impossible to estimate all negative factors such as distance, angle, and speed.

In the realm of mental sniping, you can shoot without aiming, but you still can't get out of the visual sense.

However, the consumption of each sniper is very large, and it comes from the reduction of the whole body, including all the sanity, energy, physical strength, and so on.

It is preliminarily estimated that in the state of full health, it can be sniped up to 300 times, and the physical condition of exceeding the limit is worrying.

Every shot is the result of a wholehearted effort to work with the gun, and the moment you pull the trigger, it's like the eyes and soul of a bullet.

It is precisely because of the excessive consumption, like the feeling of divine help, that the extraordinary sniping ability is revealed.

It can be seen that the soul sniper exists, and it should be a collection of the energy of the whole body, forming a traction force to block the target.

It is estimated that you can snipe without your eyes and enter a very wonderful realm, a gray perception world.

Every time the heart sniper is sniped, the spirit in the body will converge on a line, and the slow motion of the target will bloom from the eyes, and the target will be magnified at the same time, so as to easily calculate the sniper data.

At that moment, the vision was full of gray scenes, and the sky and the earth, the trees, mountains and rivers were all gray, which was a wonderful feeling.

This is his harvest in the midst of suffering, and it is also a highly vigilant perception and a reward under heavy pressure.

See the light at the end of the tunnel.

The timing followed, and the Japanese machine was insatiable.

He picked up his gun and fired a shuttle, and a string of bullets killed three Japanese planes, which was a rainbow after the tribulation, blooming into brilliant fireworks.

Win a body of pleasure, win in the heart of the stirring.

A memorable moment, but also a lesson in reflection and growth, unforgettable.

Yang Guan didn't care about the gimmick of the god of war, but it was about the morale of the anti-war fighters, which affected the growth of the Tenglong detachment, making him unable to sit idly by and rest assured.

I don't care about fame, but I can't fall on my heels when the Tenglong detachment was just established, otherwise the cultivation of talents will not be realized, and all previous efforts will be in vain.

At this moment, he spun on the boulder, bathed in the morning glow, his mind stirred, mixed tastes, and joy only occupied a part.

Aware of the arrival of the lucky star, what will happen next time?

What if a Japanese plane came with poison gas bombs?

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The morning glow merges into the golden mang, the blue sky is thousands of miles, the clouds are light and the wind is light, the blue is endless and vast.

Harmonious sunny day, auspicious and peaceful earth.

However, the harmony and tranquility are not peaceful, Panjiazhai has been reduced to ruins under the artillery fire, and several mountain peaks are wailing in the burning and trembling in the smoke of gunpowder.

The shrubs in the mountains and forests were damaged innumerable, burning in patches, the flames were swallowing, and the mountain tops suddenly warmed up.

The sandy soil is uneven and charred with black dots, forming a scene of hell living in the world.

Looking up, the mountains are no longer what they used to be, scarred and in a mess.

Pan Yunfeng stopped smiling, with a sad face, with a hatred to inspect the mountains where he had lived for several years, his heart was as uncomfortable as a knife.

I had heard of the power of the little devils, and thought it was a boast and exaggeration, but when I witnessed it with my own eyes, I knew how terrible the war was.

Homes were destroyed in an instant, and the scenes of violence were heart-wrenching.

And Yin Zhen's performance was even more unbearable, trembling all over, sitting under a tree, her eyes were dull, and her whole person was soft.

Looking at the burning fireworks with dementia, I guess I was still thinking about the scene of the incendiary bomb exploding.

That explosion shook the earth, frightened the heart, and the pillar of fire rose into the sky, which could be more than ten meters high, and fell in a flash, bursting and burning in all directions.

The flames spread out in all directions, covering several meters or even more than ten meters in an instant, but whenever they were contaminated with fire oil, they burned immediately, whether it was trees or rocks.

Like hellfire, it burns a charred substance.

Being in the middle of it was immune, and she was completely terrified.

The little devils under the mountain are scheduling, digging trenches, occupying commanding heights, erecting telephone poles, and establishing command headquarters, and they are very busy.

This is the posture of the cage, and it seems that the three Japanese planes are just a test......

"Xiu Xiu ......" the little devil's long-range artillery fire came out. (To be continued.) )