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Chapter 48 Monster Hunting Mode

After a while, he saw a group of people running out of a bend less than a kilometer away in the ravine below. They were wearing gray military uniforms. Zhou Wen knew at a glance that they were the uniforms of the National Army.

In front of him was an officer with a darker military uniform, wearing high-top leather shoes, running awkwardly, and next to him there was a fat man with eyes in a Chinese tunic suit who was being carried by two soldiers.

"Let's fight the bandits and save the army." Zhou Wen immediately pointed to the hillside on the left and said: "The machine gun and artillery positions are there. The long gun team spread out to find shooting positions. The senior brother led the action team directly around the mountain. Our side

If it starts, hit me from behind, be sure to hit me hard and fast, and leave no one alive."

Before the words were finished, each group had dispersed and took their places. Miaohua rushed out with her people without even responding.

Zhou Wen then said to Zhang Xiaoping and Ti Jing who were beside him, you should go to the opposite ridge immediately, drop bombs and shoot freely, and pay attention to safety." Watching the two people rush down the ravine, they climbed up the opposite ridge in an instant and found the ambush position.

. I was greatly impressed. I am a kid who grew up in the mountains. No one else can compare with my climbing speed.

By the time Xu Dacheng arrived, the entire team was ambushed and ready for battle. Zhou Wen checked the time and found that it had only been three minutes since the order was issued.

"Dacheng, don't fire without my order." After Zhou Wen gave the last order, he picked up Ying Qiqi and waited quietly.

The gunshot was very close, and Zhou Wen could tell that it was Lao Maozi's Mosin-Nagant rifle. Because when this rifle is fired, the gun body sounds very crisp. And when it is fired continuously

, the sound of bullets shooting is the same as the sound of water drops falling on the water, so it is called Shui Lianzhu.

There was actually the clicking sound of a Thomson and a dull "crack" sound of a machine gun. It was a bit familiar, but I wasn't quite sure yet.

The equipment of these bandits is so good, Zhou Wen sighed. He saw that the National Army was almost below the position. The bandits rushed out of the corner. The National Army behind them were being defeated one after another, and the bandits were also falling down. The National Army

The ones after the break are all flower traps, and the firepower is still very fierce.

Seeing that the bandits were close to 200 meters away, there was no longer any obstruction in the ravine. Zhou Wen's gun fired, and so did everyone's guns.

Zhou Wen has never fought arbitrarily since he joined the army. He usually acts as a father and a mother, and during battles he also acts as a nanny to provide safety for the entire team.

But today was different. It was an ambush battle, and everyone had a clear division of labor. There was no need to worry about it. I felt relaxed, and the familiar gun feeling I had not had for a long time came back.

He started shooting with concentration. He turned a deaf ear to the sound of machine guns, explosions of handguns, and the sound of long guns. There were targets in his sight, rapid shooting, rapid reloading, ranging from 200 to 400 meters.

The enemy, no matter whether you are running, lying down, or crouching, can always be shot in the head with one shot. You can only hear Ying Qiqi's cheerful "bang bang" sound.

I don't know how many times I loaded the gun. When I raised the gun again, I found that there was no target anymore, and Miaohua's figure just appeared behind the bandit.

The whole place was silent, no one spoke, and no one could speak. They all looked at Zhou Wen with various eyes, like looking at a monster. There were Uncle Ma's helpless eyes, Gao Xiaoshan's admiring eyes, and Zhang Xiaoping's resentful eyes.

The look in his eyes, as well as the stunned looks of the National Army people who were rescued at the foot of the mountain, like fools.

Is it necessary to deploy any machine gun and artillery positions? Is it necessary to send people to the ridge on the opposite side? Is it necessary to attack from behind? Why don't you do it all by yourself?

There are only over ninety bandits left in total, and you managed to capture more than fifty bandits by yourself in less than two minutes.

Look at Uncle Ma's six machine guns. Except for Uncle Ma himself, who killed and wounded seven or eight others, each of the other machine guns only had one magazine. Some of them were fired in succession because they couldn't find the target.

Look at Junior Brother Zhang Xiaoping, he has a good gun and a good position. If you aim at one and kill one, you are simply grabbing monsters!

The members of the spear team were even more speechless. The ones who were close were all shot down by you before they even took aim. The ones who were far away were all shot down immediately if they missed a single shot. You call this actual combat training? It’s you.

Train yourself?

The most depressing thing was Brother Miaohua. He was as tired as a dog and ran for several miles on the mountain road to get around the back. When he was finally ready to wield the Thomson to kill everyone, his whole body's skill and energy were adjusted to the peak...

.There is no one left, no enemies left.

It's like a bridal night. You take the medicine to cheer you up, your body is cleansed, and the medicine is stronger. You jump on the bed with passion, but there is no one on the bed, so you run away...

Miaohua was completely suffocated and shouted at Zhou Wen: "Junior brother, I'm not done with you today. Let's compete in this beautiful snow-capped mountain." After saying that, she rushed over like a gust of wind, with great energy.

Powerful as a sword and powerful as a rainbow.

Zhou Wen turned around and ran, shouting as he ran: "Brother, listen to my explanation. Help!" In an instant, the two of them chased and escaped over the top of the mountain. The senior brother's roar and the junior brother's ghostly screams echoed in the valley.

Chief Qian, the aide-de-camp to the principal of the National Army, was saved from a desperate situation today! He was ordered to come with a check and a letter of appointment to persuade the new Anhui Chairman Shi Yousan. It was originally a good job, after all, no one can get along with money.

, regardless of whether you agree or not, the money must be accepted. If the recipient is short-handed, then the special envoy must also entertain it, right?

Who would have thought that the truck he was riding in was actually attacked on the way. They were well-trained and well-equipped bandits. Commander Qian knew very well that these bandits were nothing more than elites disguised as sent by certain warlords to stop his mission.

The current situation is a bit tense. Several big-name warlords are dissatisfied with the National Government and are gearing up. Otherwise, the principal would not have sent himself to win over the Anhui Chairman at this critical moment.

Being chased all the way from the highway into the mountains by these pseudo-bandits, Chief Qian thought that he might have to sacrifice his life for charity this time, but a big pie fell from the sky and he was actually saved.

The sudden and violent ambush was more sudden and violent than anything he had seen in his many years of military service. In just two minutes, under the precision and intensity of strikes that he had never seen before, nearly a hundred soldiers were attacked with great precision and fierceness.

The elites all fell in the 100-meter-long ravine.

How many times did the masked soldier with the gun Yingqi kill? I couldn't even keep up with the speed of his shooting. It was like a magic trick. If I pointed the gun at that one, that one would fall. How could there be such a monster?

His marksmanship? Never heard of it, let alone seen it.

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw the masked soldier with a sharpshooter coming over with someone. He walked up to the former commander, took off the hood he was wearing, stood at attention and saluted: "Reporting to the commander, the 24th Division of the National Army is replenishing the Third Regiment."

Captain Zhou Wen of the transportation team reports to you."

Not long ago, hoods designed by Zhou Wen and sewn with the help of villagers in Ertang Village replaced face coverings and became the standard equipment of the transportation team.


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