The place where the sun shines is warm, but the coldness of the winter is still hidden in the shade. The spring breeze blows the bare tree canopy and makes deep silences. The chirping sounds of frightened birds seem particularly clear in this spring day.

Meng Youtian narrowed his eyes, listened greedily to the sound of spring, smelled the smell of spring, and witnessed the colors of spring. His heart became quieter and his face became more and more carefully, as if he was already intoxicated.

My hands are covered with the blood of the enemy.

But I do not ask God to forgive my sins.

Please bless me to have a perfect performance on the battlefield.

For me, this is a glorious layout.

I know how to calm down, think, and pretend to be myself

This is not a gorgeous movement.

This is the coolest counterattack.

You can't see me, you can't find me, you can't feel me,

Hiding here is not because I want to escape.

Instead, aiming at your every move,

Sober board machine, cross-fast,

When you have no leader, it is impossible to find me.

Like a stone, like a bat, like a still waterfall,

I was waiting, at this moment, a fatal blow.

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Meng Youtian's muscles relaxed. He could clearly hear his heartbeat, smell the fresh smell of the germination of the weeds, and even the thawing of the earth. Before this kill, he entered a mysterious state, without any confusion - selflessness.

"Here is here! The Japanese are here!" The four bald men in charge of observation spoke up to remind him.

Meng Youtian's eyelids moved and slowly opened. In fact, there was no need for the Si Bazi to remind him. Because of the gunshot, he also knew that the enemy was getting closer. He didn't know how long it had passed, but it was definitely not short. His energy began to flow faster, and his body felt as if it had been washed, comfortable, light, and eager to try; his mind was clear and his senses were sensitive, and he could even see the handle on the tentacles of a small ant on the opposite trench wall.

"What's wrong?" The Situozi felt that Meng Youtian's mental state had changed a lot. But he couldn't tell where the change was, so he stared at him with wide eyes.

Meng Youtian smiled faintly, moved his fingers gently, picked up the gun, and quietly poked his head out of the hidden place.

The people on the road shouted and the horses neighed, and the sweeping enemy came over. The warning distance expanded a lot. They kept shooting at suspicious targets and where people might be hidden. But this had little effect on Meng Youtian, and the enemy could not line up in a large array, covering the range of more than 500 meters.

Meng Youtian was very hidden. The rag on his head was dry grass and soil, and the gun was wrapped with cloth strips, which were almost integrated with the fields. It was impossible to tell the difference at such a long distance.

Longping Daman, who was riding a horse, appeared, surrounded by cavalrymen. Sometimes part of his body was exposed and sometimes covered by people.

From an oblique angle, he almost walked parallel to Meng Youtian's sniper position. Meng Youtian did not find a chance. His head turned rapidly and his eyes slowly narrowed. Then he reached out and gently pulled the bolt and manually replaced a pointed bullet.

Who said that the 38th gun bullet has little lethality? It depends on where it is shot. One shot or two holes in the body may not be fatal, but it will be difficult to live on the head and face, right?

Longping Daman appeared again, and Meng Youtian immediately locked his head. Although someone quickly blocked him, Meng Youtian had calculated the speed of the target's advance. The muzzle slowly moved and placed his finger on the board.

Opportunities are always left to those who are prepared. Of course, you must also have this ability, otherwise the opportunity may be wasted in vain.

Meng Youtian took a deep breath and held his breath. Although he was moving slowly, his hands were extremely stable, his shoulders were extremely stable, and his waist was extremely stable. From the back, it looked like a sculpture with only the base was turning gently.

The target was exposed again, Meng Youtian quickly fine-tuned it and gently pulled the plate. Very well, it was a shot between two heartbeats. In other words, when he fired, his body was almost completely still.

The bullet flew out quickly along the straight trajectory, and at its speed, the gunfire would not reach the ears after hitting the target.

Everything may be unexpected. Meng Youtian thought of it, so he changed it to a bullet with strong penetration and unprocessed. Because he may have only one chance, of course, this chance refers to the sniping of Longping Daman.

A Japanese cavalry almost moved the lower position after Meng Youtian fired it. Although it was very small, it blocked Longping Daman.

The bullet shot through the neck of the Japanese cavalry, causing a rolling, and there was a slight error. It hit Longping Daman's ear and cheek from the side and back. As the blood and flesh splashed, Longping Daman's jaw was instantly shattered. Without even a snorting, he fainted and fell down the horse.

"Bang hook!" At this time, the gunshots came into the enemy's ears, but were mixed with the enemy's warning shooting.

Tumen Village has become clearer and clearer in its vision, but the sudden change has caused the Japanese to panic. The Supreme Commander was inexplicably attacked, his face full of blood, but the attacker has not revealed his traces.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency Longping." Several Japanese soldiers surrounded Longping Daman and called anxiously. The health soldiers rushed over and carried out emergency rescue.

The gunshots became fierce, and bullets flew around in the air, making a scream. The Japanese did not find the attacker, but it was certain that the attacker was around. Rifles, machine guns, grenade launchers, and venting revenge could not cause any damage to Meng Youtian who had already hidden.

Was he killed? As soon as this thought arose in Meng Youtian's mind, he was thrown aside. Now he is not thinking about the past, but now and the future. It is natural to die, and it is his luck to be immortal. He and Situ Zi and Wei Qingshan squatted in the dark trenches, waiting for the opportunity to attack again.

"Your Excellency Longping's injuries are very serious and surgery is needed as soon as possible." The health soldiers almost wrapped Longping's face into a mummy and reported the situation to several officers around.

The two highest officials were attacked one after another, which inevitably led to differences of opinions among the Japanese devils. Continue to move forward, what should I do if Kono Hiroji's love general Takahei Daman? On-site surgery, no one can be competent for such injuries; if you retreat and give up the established combat plan halfway, it is equivalent to disobeying your order; if you divide some people and escort Takahei Daman back to the county town, the others will continue to move forward? Well, this is a way to take care of both sides, but how many people should be sent to escort? If you are less afraid of being attacked, the more will affect your future battles.

"Send a telegram and ask for instructions!" the Japanese staff advised helplessly.

Several Japanese officers nodded repeatedly. This was a good idea, no one had to take responsibility, and everything was subject to the best.

The puppet troops, the pioneers, began to attack Tumen Village, with different beginnings, but the results were the same. It was not until they went deep into the village, tunnel, and the militia in the houses began to launch a counterattack under the command of Qiangzi and others.

Put the enemy in, and then use various walls, tunnels, and bunkers to attack them violently. This is a temporary change of combat plan, and when the enemy is in the village, the enemy will lose most of its power because of throwing rats and throwing weapons.

The dense gunfire sounds mixed with violent explosions, the rolling tongues of flames intertwined with rising smoke columns, and the endless smoke and dust tangled into a large net, covering the sky above Tumen Village. Even the noon sunlight could hardly flow down, and it was a gloomy chaos...

The Imperial Army that entered the village was hit by a more tenacious and sinister blow than Shili Village. Various mines were unpredictable. The hidden fire points spewed out the flames of death from time to time and shot out the bullets of hatred. The Imperial Army had nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide, and corpses were everywhere, and retreated in a mess.

The violent artillery fire poured down like a heavy rain, and the flames carried thick smoke to cover the village that made the enemy hated and afraid.

Meng Youtian poked his head out of another hidden point, fireworks rose in the village, smoke filled the gunpowder, and his home trembled in the war, which further aroused his fighting spirit.

"Bang!" The gunshot sounded, and a Japanese officer on the road was looking at Tumen Village and smirking, but in a flash, the grinning disappeared with the bursting of his head.

"The enemy is there!" A Japanese man pointed to the approximate direction of the bullet and screamed, guiding the angry firepower to retaliate. A group of Japanese men ran down the road and shot forward in the wilderness while searching.

Well, I'm here. Meng Youtian coldly pushed the bullets and loaded them, aimed at the Japanese and continued firing. He shot three shots and three shots. The Japanese found the target, and the bullets gathered over, covering the infantry and rushed forward.

Meng Youtian squatted down, Wei Qingshan covered the top cover, and under the illumination of the flashlight covered with red cloth, the three people moved quickly along the winding trench.

"Boom!" A stream of black smoke rose in the fields, and two Japanese fell to the ground, howling and rolling in pain.

"Bang!" After the strange gunshot, a Japanese man jumped on one leg a few times, holding his footboard that was shot through, sat on the ground screaming.

"Transfer!" A black thing popped out of the ground and exploded violently. Gravel, iron sheets, and ceramic sheets shot out from all directions, causing casualties.

Traps, traps, the Japanese who came to hunt down the attackers were constantly conspired to various plots and fell in this field with spring smell. The thawed earth greedily sucked the blood of the invaders, and the remaining snow that had not melted also opened its red smile.

Meng Youtian quietly showed his head like a gopher. While the Japanese were focusing on his original hiding place, he sniped the Japanese again, and teased these human-shaped beasts to step on the set traps.

"Boom!" A stream of black smoke rose, and several grenades flew into the air one on the left and one on the right exploded. Metal fragments were flying in the air, sweeping the terrified Japanese soldiers.

"Ah!" A running Japanese exclaimed with his hands raised, and his whole body disappeared from the ground, and a hissing sound that was not as loud as a human voice came from the trap.

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Chapter completed!