I shoot one at a time in the fight against Japan

"Damn it." Zhou Weiguo found the basis of the problem on the map.

There is another way on the map.

But that road is far away, and it takes about 20 minutes for support. At that time, he discussed with Wei Hua and thought that the little devil would not take this road, but now the Taihe mansion is already under fire. It proves that the little devil has chosen that long road and successfully supported the Taihe Mansion.

Mistake!

A real mistake!

At that time, my younger brother also suggested whether to leave two or three special forces members in ambush on that road to prevent which road the enemy would really choose.

Zhou Weiguo repented, and thought that all the troops should be ambushed here now, and felt that the little devil would not choose to go that way, because the little devil would have to walk twice as long.

They will definitely choose to increase their troops to attack them, tear up the defense and then support the Taihe Mansion.

"It's wrong now, it's really wrong." Zhou Weiguo murmured.

"Platoon leader, what should we do now?" Yang Dali came over at this time and said: "Now that the little devil's reinforcement team is almost retreating to their barracks by us, should we continue?"

"Continue, this is just an illusion. The little devils also know that their reinforcements have arrived at the Taihe Mansion, and they probably retreated back to the barracks. Let us think that they dare not go out to support, or pretend to fail, so that we will shrink back to the Taihe Mansion. Then The little devil will attack decisively again, send reinforcements to the Taihe mansion, and then make dumplings for us, the little devil's tricks are really powerful." Zhou Weiguo said directly seeing through the little devil's tricks.

"Okay, let's continue to attack, but doesn't the deputy captain need support?" Yang Dali asked suspiciously.

"Now we can only rely on Weihua and the others to fight hard. I hope nothing will happen to them, otherwise I will be guilty for the rest of my life." Zhou Weiguo did not expect that his tactical mistakes would bring disaster to his younger brother. If they give up here to reinforce, then they will die The odds have become even greater, and now I can only trust my brother and their combat capabilities.

The younger brother once said: At this time, the person who can kill him has not yet been born.

I hope it's true and not just talk,

"Okay, absolutely don't let the little devil pass us." Yang Dali immediately joined the battle again, holding an M416 assault rifle and shooting continuously.

Da da...

The bullets hit the little devil like a storm.

Chapter 161 Sharpshooter is a Nightmare

Da da...

A hail of bullets.

The little devil's organization charge time and time again failed.

Because Zhou Weihua and others are too strong and their weapons are too good, they are not at the same level at all.

boom boom boom...

But the little devil's bombardment still didn't stop, and he bombarded the Taihe mansion again and again.

"Report, deputy captain, Huang Jun is reporting to you, requesting to return to the team to participate in the battle." At this time, Huang Jun came to report with Zhou Weihua's AWM on his back.

"You're here, what about Fujino?" Zhou Weihua lay on the ground, with mud and sand splashing on him constantly.

"Hehe, little devil Fujino has been handed over to Dayong to take care of him. He is seriously injured and suitable for taking care of him, and I am more suitable for fighting. We can't waste our fighting power." Huang Jun said with a silly smile.

boom!

Another shell landed around them and exploded.

There are flying sand and gravel everywhere.

Countless bullets are flying away.

clap clap...

Finely crushed sand and stones continued to fall on Zhou Weihua's body.

"You little devil, don't you need money for shells? It's a fucking dog to bomb so hard." Zhou Weihua couldn't help but said in a broken sentence: "Huang Jun, bring me my AWM, his grandma's, don't take it out. Great, do you really think we are out of stock?"

"Yes." Huang Jun hurriedly passed the AWM on his back to Zhou Weihua: "Then I will return to the team to fight?"

"Go for whatever you want. Remember, don't die, or I'll leave you here for the little devil to hang on the city wall." Zhou Weihua knew that the Huang army was eager to fight, and every member of the special forces wanted to fight. Have a fighting heart, because that is a little devil, I am really sorry for myself if I don't kill a few.

"Yes." Huang Jun showed a smug smile.

I am obedient!

I thought the vice-captain would not return to the team!

Huang Jun was afraid that the vice-captain would repent, so he quickly moved towards Xu Hu and the others with his M416 assault rifle in his hand, not daring to fight the devil with the vice-captain.

"Why is your uncle running so fast? I have teeth? I still want to eat people?" Zhou Weihua was somewhat speechless when he saw Huang Jun rushing to Xu Hu's side.

But Zhou Weihua didn't care too much.

Grab the M416 assault rifle and start aiming.

He knew that the little devil's artillery was not very far from the Taihe mansion, only about 200 meters away, completely within the shooting range of the AWM sniper rifle.

Soon, Zhou Weihua's quadruple mirror quickly locked on one of the little devil artillerymen.

"Go to hell!" Zhou Weihua smiled smugly, and then gently pulled the trigger.

Tweet!

The bullet shot through the night in an instant, heading straight for the little devil's head.

puff!

The bullet directly pierced the little devil's head, and the yellow and red things splashed all over the ground. He fell to the ground and died without any struggle.

Tweet!

Another bullet fired.

A little devil was shot and died.

Tweet!

Two bullets fired.

I saw the two little devils fell to the ground and died as if they were acting.

"There is a gunslinger, a sharpshooter." The little devil saw his teammates fall to death one by one, all of them were hit by the sharpshooter to the fatal point, and they didn't even have a chance to struggle.

The enemy's sharpshooters are really terrible, and they will kill several of their artillery in the blink of an eye.

"Baga, what's going on?" Sanye hurriedly asked the squadron leader beside him when the shelling stopped.