Collection of Chinese Classics: I broadcast history live and talk to the past and present

"Sniper, there's a sniper!"

On the anti-aircraft platform outside Teng County, the main gunner Cao Qiusheng covered his neck, which was only half left, and tightly grabbed the roaring Er Meng beside him.

He pointed hard at the gun platform, then pointed at the sky, and died without closing his eyes.

"I fuck you****"!!!

Er Meng's eyes were bloodshot, and he immediately jumped onto the turret and fired into the sky!

"Reload!"

"Reloading completed!"

"Two o'clock!"

"Gunners in place!"

""Fire!" Bang

, bang, bang!

At the front gate, a group of nearly 300 enemy soldiers rushed in!

Behind them were five or six armored tanks. If these land combat vehicles entered the city, the place they were guarding would be completely ruined.

No one could escape from the indiscriminate fire of armored tanks.

All the armored protection that the Sichuan Army of Teng County had done before would be in vain.

At this critical moment, the commander of the third battalion of the 727th Regiment immediately recruited more than 80 people to launch a suicide attack on the enemy.

Each soldier was wearing a With 5 to 10 grenades, no one hesitated and rushed into the enemy's battle circle in an instant.

With the sound of fireworks exploding one after another, more than 300 enemy soldiers were left under the city wall, dead without a complete body. The souls of the eighty loyal soldiers faced the wind fiercely, releasing their own, the unique will to resist the war that belonged to the Sichuan Army.

The face of the third battalion commander was covered with mud, mixed with tears and blood. He also wanted to rush up and live and die with his brothers.

But once he fell, the south city wall would inevitably be ruined!

What left him behind was not fear of death, but the countless Chinese soldiers and civilians behind him.

"Kill him!"

Outside the live broadcast, all the audience watched the scene in silence, crying silently.

Many people with fragile hearts have temporarily closed the live broadcast window. They need to adjust their mentality before they have the courage to open the live broadcast again.

"Why am I so sad? Woohoo, I have also watched the highest-rated anti-Japanese war movie, but why do I feel such strong empathy when watching Brother Xiao’s live broadcast?"

"I have been in the martial arts world for more than 40 years, and I have seen everything. I did not cry when I read the first two chapters about emperors, but when I saw this, the battlefields of that era, and the bloody battles of our ancestors, I could not help crying.……"

"Same as above, I don’t know why Xian Ge’s live broadcast is better than movies, and more real than movies. It’s not that those movies are not well made.

But compared with Xian Ge’s, I always feel that their production is full of filters, while the world in the live broadcast is the most real. We don’t feel out of place at all, and can completely immerse ourselves in it!"

"Yes, yes, that’s exactly how I felt. I cried just now and my wife scolded me for being naive. When I pulled her over to watch it with me, she cried even more miserably than I did!"

"It's so real that I even doubt whether the production of Xian Ge's live broadcast really happened during the Anti-Japanese War? ?"

……

The sniper in the dark night was still searching for his target on the city wall. He liked to listen to the sound of the firing pin when the trigger was pulled, and was intoxicated by the crazy roar of the large-caliber sniper rifle spraying bullets.

He was not simply obsessed with sniping in one place. It was more exciting to change the direction and take away a dead soul. It was more exciting to have a panoramic view of the overall situation. This kind of pleasure of arbitrarily controlling the lives of others made him obsessed. There was an indescribable sense of achievement that just filled his perverted heart at this time.

At this moment, he pointed the muzzle of the gun at a battlefield commander. The lower part of the east city wall was like a piece of iron sheet, solid as a rock.

The commander of the city wall was very wise. From the night vision precision sniper scope, one could feel the courage and incredible cohesion emanating from this person.

The Japanese sniper slowly raised the muzzle of his gun, and suddenly his heartbeat accelerated. The person in front of him was definitely not ordinary. He could actually make him feel waves of fear.

This made his perverted heart even more excited.

"Found a big fish……"

The sniper carefully felt the temperature in the air, felt the speed of the chaotic airflow on the battlefield, and casually placed his finger on the trigger.

Feeling the slight shaking amplitude on it, the speed of the sniper rifle's movement reached synchronization with the target in the mirror.

His heartbeat became faster, but his breathing became unusually even, which is the quality that every professional battlefield killer possesses.

In troubled times, the sniper's eyes only had the target, and everything else became a blurred background wall.

His finger casually rested on the trigger, and he was not in a hurry to press it. A professional and authoritative sniper would never lock his eyes and consciously pull the trigger, but lock the target and subconsciously pull the trigger to harvest death!

Actively pulling the trigger will produce a calculation gap. The human brain's reaction always requires a slight time difference, but the subconscious reaction can be completed in an instant.

And within this time range, he didn't know when he would shoot.

Finally, on the turbulent battlefield, this weapon that was in close contact with death at this moment emitted a dazzling fire, lighting up the most terrifying bullet under the starry sky!

Bang!