Anti-Japanese starts with a bright sword

"No, the regiment commander said that if you kill ten little devils, you will become the platoon leader. You will soon become the platoon leader!"

"No, I'll kill a few more little devils, and I can't let your kid surpass me too much."

After speaking, the soldier quickly reloaded the bullet, and continued to lie on the trench to kill the devils.

Song Lingyun smiled silently. It seems that as long as you kill enough little devils, not only will the system reward you, but your position will also be promoted.

In other regiments, this may not be the case.

However, in Li Yunlong's regiment, there is absolutely nothing wrong with killing more devils and being able to get promoted.

After all, in Li Yunlong's eyes, as long as he has the ability, he can eat meat, and if he doesn't have the ability, he can't even eat pig hair.

Thinking of the scene of being praised by Li Yunlong, Song Lingyun smiled unconsciously.

He was looking forward to the moment when he met the famous Captain Li.

Thinking of this, Song Lingyun quickly pressed the bullet into the magazine, ready to continue killing the little devil.

"Bang bang bang-"

After reloading the bullets, Song Lingyun quickly killed the remaining little devils with headshots.

He noticed that there was nothing new in this wave of consecutive headshots.

All XP and 6.5mm bullets.

"Sure enough, these ordinary little devils are just a group of ordinary little monsters, and they can't produce any good things at all."

Song Lingyun complained in his heart: "It seems that only by hunting down elite monsters like the little devil commander can something good happen."

After experiencing the initial nervousness and panic, Song Lingyun's mentality is now very stable.

The constant headshots to kill the little devil had already begun to make him more confident on the battlefield.

Just when Song Lingyun wanted to kill the little devil commander.

The Japanese army is also paying attention to his movement here.

After all, in less than 2 minutes, all the Japanese soldiers in a squad were smashed to pieces.

In such a situation, on the entire front, even if the enemy's machine guns fired, it would be impossible to achieve such a record.

The Japanese army is not puppets, they will not dodge if they stand there and let people shoot.

"Baga! Road!" a Japanese squad leader roared angrily.

The Japanese squad leader saw the soldiers in his squad attacking the enemy's trenches ahead.

He was shot and killed a class of imperial warriors by one person.

Then this enemy must be killed!

Avenge the dead warriors of the Empire!

The Japanese squad leader's eyes were red with anger, and he ordered hysterically:

"Machine gunner! Suppress the enemy in front with firepower, other personnel, rush up with me, kill to—"

"Kill to—"

The Japanese soldiers in this team shouted to kill, and followed the team leader to charge.

……

"Fuck! It's not necessary! Didn't I just think about it in my heart, do I want to kill some little devils and elite monsters?"

Song Lingyun reloaded the bullet, and when he lay down on the trench again, he saw at least one squad of little devils rushing towards him.

"Why did thirty or forty little devils rush over here?"

"Da da da--"

Song Lingyun still wanted to observe the situation, and a series of machine gun bullets fired over.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Machine gun bullets swished past his head.

"Fuck!"

"You little devil of the dog, it's fine if there are so many people here, and the mother-in-law called the machine gun too."

Song Lingyun bowed his waist and quickly shifted in the trench, and at the same time, he was spitting out the fragrance from his mouth.

He changed to another place and lay down heavily on it.

"Let me see, which little devil machine gunner is so arrogant?" Song Lingyun gritted his teeth, pressed his head against the edge of the trench, looking for the little devil machine gunner.

"Da da da--"

Following the sound of machine guns, Song Lingyun saw a Type 50 heavy machine gun firing wildly behind a slope [-] meters away.

"This dog-day-little devil is too thieves!"

From Song Lingyun's point of view, all he could see was the body of the little devil's Type [-] heavy machine gun. The little devil's machine gunner was perfectly dodged behind, with only half of his head exposed.

However, even if there is only half a head, it is enough for Song Lingyun.

"Little devil, wait to die!"

Song Lingyun quickly picked up the [-] cover in his hand, and aimed at the exposed half of the little devil's machine gunner at three o'clock.

"call--"

After entering the shooting state, Song Lingyun held his breath.

Under the influence of the [-]-meter headshot killing skill, half of the little devil's machine gunner's head became bigger and bigger in Song Lingyun's field of vision.

"boom!"

Song Lingyun pulled the trigger with his index finger, the body of the gun shook, and a cluster of flames burst out from the muzzle.

A 6.5mm bullet was fired from the muzzle at high speed.

"puff!"

In the next second, the bullet went straight through the little devil's machine gunner's head.

The powerful kinetic energy carried by the warhead directly knocked off the skull cover and even the little devil's military cap.

The little devil's machine gunner's head looked like a big watermelon bursting in the air, with red, yellow and white paste splashing in the air.

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Chapter 4 The platoon leader wants me to be my brother-in-law

After the little devil machine gunner was killed with a headshot, the virtual screen in front of Song Lingyun immediately flashed a text prompt:

[System prompt: Kill a Japanese machine gun shooter.Rewards: Machine gun shooting experience +100, 6.5mm bullets +30, machine gun shooting skill book??1. 】

"A new thing broke out again, the machine gun shooting skill book."

Song Lingyun glanced at the things that exploded, and was immediately overjoyed.

However, facing the onslaught of Japanese troops at this moment, Song Lingyun had no time to worry about this.

He continued to lock on the direction of the little devil's heavy machine gun.

Generally speaking, there will be a machine gun team in charge of a heavy machine gun for the little devil.

In the machine gun team, there is a main shooter, a deputy shooter, and two ammunitionists.

After the main shooter dies, the deputy shooter will continue to go up.

If the deputy shooter is also dead, the two ammomen will go up one by one.

"Da da da--"

Sure enough, after the main shooter was killed by a headshot by Song Lingyun, another little devil appeared behind the little devil's Type [-] heavy machine gun and started shooting.

"Go to hell!"

The little devil still showed half of his head, Song Lingyun quickly aimed and shot.

"boom!"

As soon as the gunshot rang out, the bullet left a fiery bullet mark in the air.

Before the gunfire fell, the little devil's sub-shooter of the machine gun followed in the footsteps of the main shooter.

The melon seeds in the head were pierced by bullets, and blood exploded in the air, and fell on top of the Type [-] heavy machine gun.

"Baga! The enemy has sharpshooters targeting us!"

"Quick! Transfer location!"

"..."

The main shooter and the assistant shooter were shot with precision in succession, and the two brats, who were gunners, did not dare to continue shooting, and hurriedly dragged the machine gun back.

After the heavy machine gun failed to fire, the thirty or forty little devils who rushed up were immediately exposed to the guns of the soldiers in this trench.

"The little devil's heavy machine gun is firing!"

"Dog-day-little devil, the firepower is too strong!"

"Prepare to retreat!"

"Who the hell killed the little devil's machine gunner, amazing!"

"Good job!"

"The kid's machine gun is firing again."

"Quick, keep hitting the kid's machine gunner!"

"It was killed again... Hahaha, the little devil's machine gun has completely misfired."

"It was Song Lingyun who beat him, well done!"

"..."

Song Lingyun's platoon was responsible for guarding the trench.

When he first saw a squad of little devils and a heavy machine gun guarding their side, the platoon leader Zhang Hua planned to retreat.

However, after seeing the little devil's machine gun being knocked out.

They immediately lost the idea of ​​retreating, and faced the Japanese team rushing up.

"Snapped!"

There was a bang, not a gunshot, but the platoon leader Zhang Hua ran behind Song Lingyun and slapped Song Lingyun heavily on the back.

"Platoon leader!" Song Lingyun looked back, and saw the face of platoon leader Zhang Hua blackened by gunpowder smoke.

"You boy, you did a good job!"

When Zhang Hua opened his mouth to speak, he showed his white teeth. Against the background of his black face, he looked like an African.

Although there were still bullets flying above his head, Song Lingyun couldn't help laughing when he saw Zhang Hua's appearance.

Song Lingyun: "Hahaha..."

"What are you laughing at?" Zhang Hua saw Song Lingyun smirk, slapped him again, and said seriously, "Come on, I'll give you a task."

Hearing that the platoon leader Zhang Hua said that he would leave it to himself alone, Song Lingyun immediately responded, "Yes!"

"See, these little devils rushing over are a small team."

Zhang Hua put one hand on Song Lingyun's shoulder, and the two of them nestled under the trench, watching the Japanese army team rushing over.

Zhang Hua stretched out his fingers to the little devils rushing over in skirmish formation, and said to Song Lingyun, "Look at the front left, there are several little devils, do you see that little devil with a command saber?"

Song Lingyun looked in the direction Zhang Hua pointed, and sure enough, he saw a little devil holding a command knife.

"I see, platoon leader." Song Lingyun replied.

When answering Zhang Hua, Song Lingyun was also secretly happy in his heart.

I just wanted to kill an elite monster like the little devil commander, and the little devil commander immediately sent him to the door.

"Okay." Zhang Hua said: "Now your task is to kill this little devil commander, can you do it?"

"can!"