Lin Yue lowered his all-seeing eyes.

The window system is different from the past. The left eye will still display the battlefield heat source target, but the right eye has many more parameters, including the distance and horizontal angle between each calibrated heat source and it.

This is the result of his many days of struggle at the British military airport.

From entering Myanmar to evacuating the airport, no less than a hundred Japanese soldiers died in his hands. The standard given by the special mission is 100 technology points for a Japanese soldier.

He spent less than 10,000 technology points to exchange for two new components, the laser ranging component and the environment sensor, which can provide the user with values ​​such as the distance to the calibration object, elevation angle, external wind force, wind direction, temperature, air humidity and other values.

There is an infrared imaging component to scan the location of the heat source, a laser ranging component to determine the distance and elevation angle, an environmental sensor to provide shooting parameters, plus the angle disk that comes with the British mortar, even if there is no computer ballistic calculation program to correct it,

He also played around with this thing.

Set up the gun, adjust the shooting angle, and load the shell to fire the firing pin.

With a muffled bang, the grenade flew into the air, drew a beautiful parabola in the sky, and plunged into the back of a half-man-high rock 300 meters away.

With a bang, flames and smoke rose, and the two Japanese soldiers hiding behind the rock were blown away. The shock wave sent the damaged grenade into the sky.

After firing one shot, fine-tune the angle and fire another shot.

boom!

The two grenade groups hiding behind the flowers were blown away and turned upside down.

The Japanese army's grenade launchers are not only effective in suppressing fire and killing in range, but also have a strong intimidation effect on the battlefields of the two armies. Imagine charging against both sides. What comes to you is not the enemy's bayonet, but a rain of grenades.

, the sound waves, heat flames, and shock waves caused by the explosion do not have a great impact on charging soldiers. Veterans are better off. Like those recruits who have just entered the battlefield, the enemy may wet their pants before they reach them.

Now that the enemy's bomb sites were removed one by one, the morale of the Chinese soldiers who rushed up from the beach was greatly boosted. On the contrary, the Japanese soldiers who followed the squadron leader's order and charged were not used to the lack of artillery support, and their hearts were more or less shaken.

This slight sway, when enlarged to the size of a squadron, becomes a weakness that cannot be ignored.

Kaname shot a Japanese soldier to death with his gun. Just as he was about to continue charging forward, Bigfoot grabbed him from behind.

"Brother Lin Yue... I told you not to rush so fast."

"Lin Yue, where did he die?"

Bigfoot pointed to the dense forest diagonally opposite, and a beam of light flashed through the branches of the pine trees. The Japanese soldier on the opposite side who was about to throw a grenade fell to the ground. After two breaths, the grenade exploded, and the shock wave overturned several people.

Yao Ma laughed and scolded: "Every day I know how to kill people, steal people's heads, and be a turtle. I am just a cockroach, and my life is very tough."

Meng Fanxiao, who was pretending to be arrogant at the back, glanced over there and let out a long breath.

The phrase "My brother is up there" that Milong shouted when he left was like a big stone in the hearts of those guys who were eating green vegetables, vermicelli and stewed pork in a pot. Unexpectedly, the Japanese chased him like a pack of mad dogs and bit him for a long time.

Surprisingly, instead of forcing him to death, he was compensated with a sack of heads.

Meng Fanglia quickly came to his senses, pulled the bolt of his gun, and aimed a shot at the Japanese soldier in front of him who was holding on to his helmet and trying to escape.

The scolding is not an exaggeration. The guy with the cat in the forest was really mean. He aimed his gun at the heads of the Japanese soldiers who were throwing grenades. Others could only shoot one at a time, but he was good at it. He shot and killed both of them.

, they were so lucky that they killed one and took away a wave of them. The Japanese army was so frightened that they did not dare to throw away their grenades, and the charge formation became a mess.

Meng Fan shot the Japanese soldier who wanted to sneak up on the snake's butt, and stabbed another Japanese soldier who was lame from a submachine gun with a bayonet.

Next to him, Milong used a machine gun as a sledgehammer, hugged an enemy to death and glanced at him.

"What did you say?"

Meng Fangliao said: "Did I tell you that he couldn't do it?"

Milong looked at the machine gun in his hand, raised it and fired it at the Japanese soldiers who were fleeing backwards: "He can't do this."

Meng Fangla glanced at him sideways and dragged his lame leg forward, where Kang Ya was chasing a Japanese soldier up the slope.

"Where are you going and what are you doing?"

Kang Ya is not a new recruit. Her job is as a driver of the division's transport battalion. She is not good at shooting, artillery, and bayonet fighting. But now a group of people are so excited that Long Wenwen said that they run to the top of the mountain and kill the Japanese army with a few charges.

The troops were in disarray, and a group of people were so furious that they couldn't care less about the environment ahead and whether there were any Japanese cats waiting for the shady people in the shallow pits. Everyone was holding back their energy and wanted to do more.

A few devils.

Meng Fannie raised the rifle, estimated the amount of advance, and pulled the trigger with his index finger.

There was a bang.

The gun went off and the devil was finished.

"You deserve it."

Kang Ya cursed at the dead Japanese soldier: "Ancestor, I asked you to stop, but you kept running, running, and you died. If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer the consequences..."

Before he could finish his words, there was a bang in front of him on the left, fire appeared, and flowers, stems, leaves, and soil torn apart by the shock wave flew around.

Kang Ya shivered with fright and hurriedly lay on the ground and looked over there. She heard screams coming from the wild flowers in front of her to the right. The setting sun illuminated the splashing blood, giving off a strange color.

When Meng Fan was annoyed, he quickly ran over and pulled Kang Ya into the sand pit. He took the British MK-2 helmet and looked at the place where the screams came from.

Not long after the screams stopped, a man with a lot of blood on his face and side, holding a gun in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, and carrying a hunting bow and quiver on his back, walked out of the grass that was half a man tall. The light of the setting sun shone on his black and red face.

, a little cruel, a little ferocious, and a little cold and chill.

The Japanese soldiers who rushed up the hill were trying to escape, and the battle was basically over.

Meng Fanlian said: "That man doesn't hide in the woods and shoot black guns? Why does he go to fight with the little devil with bayonets, sitting in a dignified camp? Is this appropriate?"

Kang Ya looked carefully for a few times before recognizing the person's identity.

"Deputy."

He then opened his mouth, and the person coming from the opposite side gave him a cold shove, pushed him to the ground, and slapped him twice in the face without saying a word.

Bang~

Bang~

Kang Ya was stunned by these two mouths. She felt a burning pain on her face and her brain was buzzing.

Meng Fangli was stunned for a moment, and his face turned slightly pale when he saw how hard Lin Yue dealt with Kang Ya. He was clearly the one who made the sarcastic remarks just now, so why was Kang Ya the one who was beaten?

As if to answer the questions in his heart, Lin Yue beat and scolded: "Aren't you turning a deaf ear to my words? Just ask you to hit the back of the nest, what the hell did you do? If I hadn't reacted quickly,

You can go to the King of Hell to report."

That's what it was for.

Meng Fan was suddenly enlightened.

Thinking about it carefully, it’s not surprising that Lin Yuefa was so angry. Kang Ya’s behavior just now was indeed too reckless and he had no sense of crisis. If Lin Yue hadn’t killed several Japanese soldiers who were hiding in the grass and prepared to use cold guns, this guy might really be in trouble.
Chapter completed!