The morning sun is rising, the golden mangs are sprinkled, the river is flooded with a touch of mist, the light colors are colorful, with the waves, the breeze swings wisps of enchanting, a beautiful picture scroll of the river, immersive into a dream. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Guanpan sits in the high jungle, enjoying the food delivered by the little devils, overlooking the harmonious natural beauty through the gaps, fascinated and inadvertently obsessed, and the carefree shepherding time continues to bloom.

Bathing in the morning sun is comfortable, warm, and physically and mentally comfortable. He enjoyed the carefree shepherding years of nature, scene by scene, bit by bit, condensed into fragments to bloom, lonely enjoyment!

As everyone knows, the outside world has turned the sky upside down, and a single soldier has taken down a plane, which is unprecedented, and suddenly sets off a monstrous wave, and the Chinese people rejoice, spreading to the land of China and even the world, and singing in the streets and alleys.

In fact, Yang Guan was not happy at all, and even felt that it was a kind of humiliation, insulting the design of his teacher, and leaving a deep mark of failure in his heart, why? No one can guess the secret.

The Japanese machine was indeed beaten down, and it is said that Yangguan will shout, and even burst into tears, because he has met Wang Hongjie's requirements and achieved the expected goal and the best return, so he should be overjoyed.

However, Yang Guan was not only not happy, but also looked contemplative to get to the bottom of it, leaving a mark of shame and anger in his heart. There is a reason for the incident, and the rewarding sniper is essentially a mistake, and the heart is like a mirror.

At that moment, his state of mind was peaceful, and all the indicators of his body completely reached the standard of sniping, which could be called flawless. But the moment the trigger was pulled, a centipede bit on the ankle.

The accident happened too suddenly, and it also coincided with the timing of the firing, and the angry 20 bombs deflected the original beam and collided with the pilot in the cockpit of the Japanese plane.

Yangguan sniped fixed targets without the slightest hindrance, but there was no certainty about moving targets, although he wholeheartedly wanted to give his mentor a satisfactory answer, but he knew his own sniping skills.

The more disappointed the hope, the greater the disappointment, it is normal to fail without a complete prerequisite, everything is in good condition at the moment of sniping, if it is played normally, the bullet will hit the rear of the tractor twenty meters, almost 108,000 miles, but the mistake won the boiling of the people!

"No, you have to practice sniping skills!" Yangguan was awakened by a burst of river fog, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, what really sniped the Japanese machine was a red-headed centipede, and the wound left by the big mouth clamp was faintly painful, and no one was happy, so the red-headed centipede was released!

The hero deserves the honor, and the loser carries his backpack to find the sniper location, extremely anxious in his heart, not as calm and calm as he looks, stepping on the soft dead branches and leaves to search and sneak.

At the same time, the little devil set off a storm inside, and the news of the plane crash was tightly blocked, but it was still publicized by the outside world, and a wisp of frightened fear was rolled up, which came from the spiritual brain, like a sharp knife straight into the point, and morale plummeted.

Matsui Ishine was furious, scolding and accusing his subordinates, but it was useless, he was troubled by the low morale of the soldiers, and after thinking for a long time, he ordered the professionals to rush to carry out a bloody revenge for a tooth, in order to save the gradually declining morale.

A targeted plan is unfolding, but Yangguan knows nothing, and at this moment chooses a canopy to sit and observe, and keeps searching the reeds with binoculars in order to find the sniper target.

He determined that there were not a few advance teams of the little devils, and they were all coming to attack the front station and collect information on Jiangyin's defense, in order to carry out a large-scale offensive and military reconnaissance operations with plans, strategies, and ambitions.

Yangguan attacked the dinghy and collected a lot of intelligence, the precise range-measuring altimetry telescope, and the accurate and detailed map were clearly marked at a glance, and the little devil's infiltration operation was obviously not the intention of the drunkard.

The little devil is very cunning, the naval artillery destroys the fortifications of the national * army, and at the same time reduces the national defense force, and the small forces continue to attack and harass, hiding in the distance or sniping in the reeds, all of which are just feints.

The fighting was very lively, the artillery fire covered the blows from time to time, the flag soldiers updated the shelling coordinates at any time, and the precise artillery bombardment gradually encroached, which looked like a clear eye, causing heavy casualties and exhaustion of the national * army.

However, everything is an illusion, the real strategic goal is the Jiangyin Fortress, the strategic intention of plotting the front and back attacks, the tricks used by the little devils, but it is indeed ruthless and vicious, if the national * army can not take care of each other, the consequences will be unimaginable, and SH will be precarious.

Jiangyin has been a battleground for soldiers since ancient times, opening up the waterway will drive straight in, going up the Yangtze River to occupy the inland, and implementing the final strategic intention of dividing and encroaching, and the land of Songhu will also be in the bag.

The little devil is accustomed to infernal affairs, and spies have long been installed in all walks of life, gathering intelligence to make strategic maps, and Inukai Ichiro is this kind of role, doing detailed front-station work for his war.

Intelligence information is always the most important, this little devil has been planning for a long time, it can be said that he has been planning for decades, and the heart of immersion in China has long been in full swing, and the thief's heart is obvious, and he has done countless things that hurt nature and reason.

Yangguan is now more and more aware of the ambition of the little devil, the tragic death of the teacher and the teacher, and the death of countless people, all of which show the beastly nature of the little devil, and the extreme behavior is all useful, mainly to mentally crush and reduce the population, and gradually achieve the strategic goal of enslaving China.

Obviously, the population of Kou San Island is limited, and the Chinese can drown half of it with a single spittle, but it is a pity that the hearts of the Chinese people have fallen apart, and they are all blinded by selfish desires.

If the war is fought in logistics and science and technology, if it is caught in the flames of war for a long time, the national strength is consumed too much, the resources are insufficient, the science and technology regresses, and the complacency, this is a major drawback, all of which are confirmed in the land of China, resulting in the division of the country, and the decline of China day by day!

Yangguan believes that the little devil is circling and dividing from it, stirring up the situation and stirring up the situation, and laying the foundation for the strategic purpose of immersion and swallowing, and it is by no means a war that broke out on a whim, and all aspects are clearly displayed.

The most direct evidence of this is the map, which is clearly marked, with the direction of the mountains, the height, the humidity and even the various plants and animals that grow.

Yangguan lives in the northern suburbs of Baoshan, but he is also very aware of the importance of maps, and the Chinese people are hardly able to produce such precise maps, which require years or even decades of surveying and precise production technology to produce encyclopedia-like maps.

Suddenly, the reeds on the east side swayed, obviously in line with the direction of the wind, and extended all the way, not very quickly, the reeds that were more than five meters long swayed one after another, swaying, definitely not the natural law of the breeze.

"Come on, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Yang Guan quickly calibrated his sights, carefully monitoring the movements, his thoughts were already full of hatred for the little devil, and his deep eyes were full of hatred.

The fog on the river gradually dissipated, and the reeds were still permeating, accompanied by a breeze, and the sight was not very good. The nine little devils quietly explored under the leadership of Jun Cao, very cautiously.

The search team was ordered to come, and the mission was very dangerous, but it was also very important, and it was about the future of the so-called Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere, and it was ordered to recover the surveyors and related materials.

"Eight grids, quick, open the way!" Jun Cao commanded in the middle of the ranks, and the first was the standard-bearer, who leaned out under the urging and walked out of the reeds, holding his gun and guarding the surroundings vigilantly.

Yang Guan saw it clearly, and the fingers that were about to pull the trigger suddenly let go, and patiently waited for it to all enter the bushes. The little devil was quite cooperative, and without encountering snipers or abnormal situations, the nine-person team quickly trotted and went straight to the woods thirty meters away.

"Bang!" A gunshot broke the silence of the sand of the two mountains, and the bullet pierced the air with a swirl and went straight to the target's head, hitting the little devil in the abdomen with a pop, and the accuracy was seriously insufficient.

"Eight squares, hidden!" Jun Cao flipped and lay on the ground to hide, giving orders in horror, and the injured little devil howled miserably, his entire abdomen was pierced, blood flowed from front to back, and flax fell and howled.

None of the remaining little devils were weak, and they quickly fell to the ground to avoid sniping, and at the same time, Yang Guan's second shot was discharged, and the moment the little devil lay on the ground, he hit his lungs and fell to the ground, dying of terror and trembling.

The little devil is lying on his stomach, Yang Guan can easily snipe if he is condescending, but he doesn't shoot, he has only one purpose in his heart: "Lao Tzu will hit the moving target, you will lie on your stomach, I am not in a hurry, take your time!" ”

He ignored the little devil lying in the nest, and waited patiently, and the little devil charged into the middle of the open field and thirty meters, and he was also quite strong, so that Yangguan's three consecutive shots did not come out.

"Eight Geya Road, the people of China are in the trees, we have no way to retreat, and we are collectively ready to shoot and charge, long live His Majesty the Emperor!" Jun Cao boosted morale, and the little devil suddenly felt like chicken blood: "Long live, long live..."