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

"Fuck, is the person in the sniper scope Wang Mingzhang?"

"Not sure, Xiao Xian didn't introduce himself, but judging from his temperament and the way people around him looked at him, it's probably him."

"Xiao Xian couldn't introduce it. He was talking about the entire battlefield. Haven't you noticed that in Xiao Xian's lens, there are no famous generals.

Only those soldiers who are silently dedicated, which is in line with the meaning of the battlefield.

The legion is made up of these countless little people in Xiao Xian's lens. They don't have high official positions, but they are also willing to sacrifice their lives for their beliefs and for their country!"

"What you said above is really good, tribute!"

"+1 for the tribute!"

"Tribute +2!"

"Salute +3!"

……

In the live broadcast, the outstanding leader seemed to sense something and suddenly turned his body to the side.

The ferocious fangs ejected from the sniper rifle flew past his arm.

"Commander!"

"There are snipers, hide!"

"Sixth Battalion Commander!"

"arrive!"

"Go find him for me!"

"yes!"

"The third team comes with me!"

"yes!"

"yes!"

""Yes!"

The team of seven people disappeared strangely on the battlefield!

Inside the sniper building, the confident sniper cursed angrily. This time he did not hold the hand of the god of death tightly, and let the soul under the gun escape.

He immediately searched, but the figure of the general just now was gone in the sniper scope.

This became a pain in his heart, and the joyful mood on the battlefield disappeared.

If he didn't kill the man just now, he would not be able to rest in peace in his dormitory.

"Where? Where?"

……

The anti-aircraft guns on the battlefield were still fighting the eagles in the sky. It was even more difficult to lock onto the enemy's targets in the dark.

Of course, it was even more difficult for the enemy's fighter planes to lock onto them.

There were only flames rising into the sky and countless bullets, crisscrossing back and forth between the sky and the earth.

"Kill!"

Er Meng looked at the eagle hidden in the darkness in the sky. The eye-catching machine light was just a dot. It was difficult to determine its position, and it was even more difficult at this moment.

"Er Meng, this is not a solution. We will just keep shooting at the air and eventually we will run out of bullets!" The loader below said anxiously.

Er Meng looked at the night sky indifferently. The flashing red lights of the enemy planes seemed to be mocking him as a clown.

"We must find a way to make him reveal his target while we can still hit him with one strike!"

"Are you dreaming? How is this possible? The enemy plane is at least 100 to 200 meters away from the ground. It is easy to expose the target. It is a fantasy to hit it with one shot!"

Er Meng gently touched the hot barrel of the anti-aircraft gun and looked at the old captain's gradually cold body.

Suddenly he took a deep breath!

"What if he could fly low?"

"What do you mean?" The loader looked at Er Meng's calm face and his heart skipped a beat.

"Li Dayun, are you afraid of death?" Er Meng asked

"Bullshit, if I was afraid of death, would I go to the battlefield and be your bullet loader?"

"Then you just listen to me, take out the signal gun, expose the position of the enemy plane, attack him with signal flares, disrupt his vision. At this time we will temporarily cease fire. Remember, the main focus is to disrupt his vision, send me all the smoke bombs and other things!"

Li Dayun seemed to realize something and asked,"Is this reliable?"

"How do you know if you don’t try?"

Li Dayun thought for a moment and suddenly shouted,"Assemble, fire the signal gun!"

"I have one here!"

"I have it here too……"

"I have it too……"

……

Five minutes later, Li Dayun came to Er Meng and said,"There are a total of 17 signal guns and 12 smoke bombs, but smoke bombs are not easy to deliver. How can you deliver them to a height of 100 to 200 meters?"

"The plane couldn't have flown at a height of 100 or 200 meters in the night sky. It was too dark, and we all misjudged its distance."

Li Dayun suddenly realized,"Are you sure?"

"Look at the altitude of the indicator light. We can still see the outline of the fuselage. There are at least seven or eight enemy planes in the sky. But the one that was fighting with us just now was definitely not more than 100 meters high. And I felt like I hit the enemy plane once, but the injury was not serious. This bastard kept fighting with us, I'm afraid he got angry because of us!" Er Meng analyzed seriously.