Just at two o'clock, in a waist-deep grass, a pair of eyes full of hostility and beast-like light were staring ahead. Suddenly, the owner of the eyes jumped up in the grass, his whole face was covered with black mud, and his head was wearing straw hats woven by wild grass, and his very thin body was wearing wide clothes. Although it was very dirty, it could be seen that the clothes were yellow and there were many places full of patches.

The man held a rifle in his hand. Because the gun was wrapped with cloth strips, he could not see any model, but looking at the half-exposed barrel, it was probably an old-fashioned rifle. He didn't run fast, but because the forest was very dense, he could find cover every step he took, unless you face him in front, or at the dead end of shooting, whether left or behind.

Yang Luo's figure rushed over like lightning, then stopped at the place where the man had just disappeared, looked at the overwhelmed grass, and chased after him without any hesitation.

At this moment, Yang Luo's eyes leaped wildly, and a crisp gunshot came from the direction of nine o'clock. Yang Luo roared and jumped up, and a hot bullet flew past his ears. Then, gunshots sounded less than fifty meters ahead of him.

"Bang!"

"Damn it!" Yang Luo had just landed on the ground, and he pushed his hands on the ground and rushed to the right.

"Puff!" The bullet left a blood mark on his shoulder and penetrated into the ground.

Yang Luo rolled out more than ten meters away with his head in his arms, turned over and jumped out again, rushed towards a tree two meters away, and then leaned closely behind the tree.

Yang Luo tilted his head and looked at the bloodstains on his shoulders, and spat, spitting. This time he was scared and sweated. It can be said that he had encountered many dangers before, and it was not uncommon to be hit by artillery fire. But never once did it be so dangerous.

"Bang!"

Before Yang Luo could take a breath, another gunshot came from the front of the left. Yang Luo suddenly lowered his head, and a bullet flew over the left side, rubbed the back of his head, and slashed hard on the trunk behind him. A piece of bark as big as a palm fell down.

Yang Luo didn't dare to stay, and bent his legs, hugged his head and rolled forward desperately.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang!!!!"

Bullets kept crossing Yang Luo in two directions. Although there were not many, each bullet was close to his body, and he was chasing him as if he had eyes. The worst thing was that he only had a pistol in his hand, and only had to be beaten when facing snipers over fifty meters, especially in the dense forest.

"Damn it, I'm careless!" Yang Luo cursed fiercely in his heart, his body was still rolling forward rapidly, feeling the scorching bullets passing by his side again and again. At this time, the rolling inertia began to weaken. Yang Luo's throat roared, his body suddenly stretched out, and he slapped the ground with both hands. His whole body strangely moved more than a meter to one side, and then pounced into a small depression.

"Bang!"

"puff!"

The bullet chased Yang Luo's heels and drilled into the soil, and a faint blue smoke emerged from the ground. The gunshot stopped and the whole world suddenly fell into silence.

Yang Luo lay tightly in the not-deep ditch, looked up slightly at the single hole in front of him with a faint blue smoke, took out a dagger and stabbed it into the ground, then pressed his wrist down, and the soil flew up all over the sky, and a bullet fell beside Yang Luo.

Yang Luo picked up the bullet and looked at it. An inexplicable light flashed in his eyes. It was a 7.7mm bullet, and this kind of bullet only appeared during World War II. That was the British army equipped at that time. The second one was the Japanese 38 rifle, commonly known as the 38 large cover, which was later upgraded to the 99 rifle. Japan also used this caliber bullet for the Type 92 heavy machine gun. However, these two bullets from the British and Japanese were not universal because of the difference in base fire, and Yang Luo could not tell whether it belonged to Japan or Britain.

At this moment, the grass behind him shook slightly, and Yang Luo raised his arm and turned around suddenly.

"It's me, boss!" The madman and Li Tao flashed out of the grass and rolled to Yang Luo.

Yang Luo cursed and put away the dagger: "Where are them?"

Li Tao said: "The Japanese also heard the gunshots and had left. They chased after them."

The madman glanced at the bloody marks on Yang Luo's shoulder and smiled: "Have you met an opponent?"

Yang Luo said: "They are two snipers, and they cooperated very well. Fortunately, I am good at it, otherwise I would have died just now." After saying that, he threw the bullet to Li Tao, "Look!"

Li Tao took it and took a look, and was stunned for a moment: "7.7?"

Yang Luo nodded, and Li Tao's eyes lit up: "Is it true that Hongye eavesdropped? Those old Japanese devils in World War II are not dead yet."

Yang Luo touched his chin: "I can feel that the two snipers just now are definitely experienced in many battles, one of them is even more masters. If one of them hadn't had a slightly worse strength, I wouldn't have been chatting with you here alive."

Li Tao and the madman took a breath. They had never encountered anyone who could force Yang Luo to run away with his head. But when they heard the gunshots, they did not encounter snipers, which made them feel a little confused.

The madman said, "When we came here, we didn't encounter a sniper."

Yang Luo said in contemplation: "I guess they don't want to fight, they are gone!" But he still didn't dare to be careless. He waited for a while, and then whispered to the madman, "You stay here, Li Tao and I will go out. If they are still there, they will definitely shoot. As long as you knock one out, we will definitely win. If you fail, Li Tao and I will probably have someone to explain here, so you can do it."

The madman grinned, his body slowly squirmed forward and crawled one meter, and then put the sniper gun on the top of the ditch.

"Okay, if you are killed, I will burn incense for you during Qingming Festival."

Li Tao raised his middle finger and gestured for a moment. Yang Luo spat and said, "If I was fucking heroic, I would definitely take you away." After saying that, he waved his hand and Li Tao suddenly jumped out of the small ditch and rushed into the jungle quickly, but after running dozens of meters away, he was not sniped. The two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Soon the madman ran over: "It seems they have left!"

Yang Luo nodded, waved his hand, and the three of them ran into a triangle toward nine o'clock. Then they stopped in a bush of thorns, and saw more than a dozen shells in an overwhelmed grass.

Yang Luo squatted down and picked up a shell, looked at it, and said with a smile: "It's just a 7.7mm bullet, and it's the one that the Japanese use."

"Huh!" said the madman pointing to the ground, "Boss, look!"

Yang Luo took two steps forward and looked at the place where the madman pointed, and saw two small holes on the ground, formed by round objects pressing against the ground.

Li Tao also came over, looked at it and said, "Gun frame!"

The madman said, "If those old Japanese were really not dead, there would be no gun mounts at the sniper rifle at that time."

Yang Luo suddenly said, "It's a machine gun!" Then he stared at the two small holes with his eyes, "I want to take back what I just said. This guy is definitely not weak, and he is even more clever than that real sniper. I underestimated him."

Li Tao said in a deep voice: "Indeed, it is terrible that a person can have such accuracy by firing with a machine gun."

The madman said in disbelief: "How is this possible!"

"What's impossible!" Li Tao said, "You can do it just by the boss!"

Yang Luo smiled and said, "It's interesting. I'm looking forward to meeting them again now. I hope I won't let me down." After saying that, he waved his hand, "Let's go and see what happened before. It's so strong that there is such a strong smell of blood."

The three of them ran back quickly and walked through the open space into the jungle. Not long after, a small village suddenly appeared in front of them, with about twenty families, each with the door open, and the blood was even stronger.

Yang Luo gestured to the madman, the madman nodded, climbed up a big tree with a sniper cannon, then squatted among the dense branches and leaves, and set up the gun.

Li Tao and Yang Luo walked towards a family. When they entered the house, they found five bodies lying in a row. Some of them had their necks cut with sharp weapons, some were pierced through their chests, and some were strangled to death by ropes. There were no signs of fighting at the scene. Obviously, these five people had no chance to resist.

Yang Luo and Li Tao retreated and walked into another family. They found that the people inside were dead, and their deaths were similar. They were either blocked by their throats or pierced by their chests. They were strangled to death by ropes when they were alive.

Li Tao said: "It seems that there are no living people in this village."

Yang Luo said, "It's probably those two guys who did it!"

"Which two guys?" Li Tao understood as soon as he asked, "Are you talking about those two snipers?"

Yang Luo nodded: "It's very likely that, I just don't know why they killed everyone in this village."

Suddenly, a corpse moved and then opened his eyes. When he saw Yang Luo and Li Tao, his body suddenly shrank back, and then screamed wildly.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll give you all..." His neck was as straight as a steel pipe, and his veins were exposed, which was obviously extremely frightened.

Li Tao squatted down, raised his hand and slapped the guy in the face, and said in English: "Look at who we are?"

The guy was beaten to the point of being stared at Li Tao, looking up at Li Tao in a daze. When he saw him, he suddenly hugged Li Tao's thighs and howled in horror.

"Save me, save me!"

Yang Luo also squatted down, looked at the deep marks on his neck, touched the guy's head, and said in a very soft voice: "It's okay, it's okay, you're safe now."

The guy gradually calmed down and Yang Luo said, "Tell me, what happened here, who killed everyone here?"

The guy started to tremble when he heard Yang Luo's question, but fortunately, his spirit did not collapse again: "They are two very strange old men, they also look weird, wearing yellow clothes, as if they were in their military uniforms of Japanese soldiers during the Japanese invasion war that year, and they were probably in their seventies."

Yang Luo asked, "Why do they want to kill you?"

The guy said, "They came to us for something to eat, we didn't give it."

Yang Luo was stunned: "Just because you didn't give him what he wanted to eat, they killed everyone in the village?"

The guy nodded: "They want all the food in our village."
Chapter completed!