The new recruit Niu Er's eyes widened, and he actually succeeded.

Judging from the human body lying on the ground, he was shot and the bandit leader was finished.

If it weren't for the battlefield, Niu Er would definitely jump up excitedly. This was not the first time he fired a shot, but it was definitely the first time he killed the enemy. He only used two shots to complete this battle result. He did not have the disgust as he imagined, but only excitement. Killing the bandits who harmed the villagers had no psychological burden on Niu Er.

"The boy is fighting well, don't be stupid, continue to fuck those dogs to death." The veteran squad leader next to him obviously noticed Niu Er's results and loudly reminded Niu Er.

When they first went to the battlefield, they could kill an enemy with two shots. Niu Er had the potential to become a precise shooter. The veteran squad leader gave Niu Er a note in his heart. In addition to teaching battlefield skills, the veteran squad leader's mission was also responsible for the assessment of each recruit, especially in this first battle assessment that made the recruits bloody. They had to report the performance of the recruits truthfully to the superiors.

It's not that all recruits can kill one of them in two shots like Niu Er. At least more than half of them buried their heads in a temporary simple trenches like ostrichs when the gunfire of the bandits fighting back. Some even saw the bandits being knocked over by bullets and rolling and howling on the ground with blood, and they even vomited.

If the veteran squad leader had not yelled and scolded and drove them to continue shooting, the crisp sound of the rifle would have been less than half after the second round of gunfire.

Of course, this is also a normal situation. No matter how hard the training is, it cannot replace the real battlefield where flesh and blood are flying. Only by successfully surviving from the battlefield can the new recruits become veterans. When veterans were new recruits, their performance on the battlefield was not much better than these rookies.

As for whom Niu Er killed, the veteran squad leader didn't care much.

The giant bandit Huang Sanye, who was rampant in Tongzhou in Beiqiu, was killed by an unknown recruit, and died in vain. Even his death did not make the other party's most grassroots squad leader excited, but was just one of the assessment results of a recruit.

The dead Mr. Huang San was so frustrated.

The living scarface was frightened.

When he looked at the blood and disgusting yellow-green feces spurted out of Mr. Huang's abdomen in disbelief, Scarface knew that his elder brother would not survive.

He screamed strangely and didn't even look at his boss for a second time. Scarface turned over and rolled and crawled into the bushes. Although the death of the boss was a sad thing, he was still alive and had to work hard to continue to live.

"Heavy machine gun, shoot me in front, brothers, rush forward! The third master said that only by rushing out can you have a way out. Each person who rushes out will receive 50 silver coins." Scarface finally found a stone that was enough to hide his body, held up the mull gun and rushed forward aimlessly to boost his courage, and shouted loudly.

Scar's face roared, but his eyes were turned around, trying to find a weak firepower to escape. He knew very well that since the third master was beaten to death, it was not only impossible to eat the other person with too many people, but also whether he could escape safely.

Until now, there are only the sound of rifles shooting continuously, but Scarface is never so stupid that he thinks that the other party has no machine gun and is coming to surround his 400 troops. Their purpose of not shooting is to wait for him to charge? When he thinks of this, Scarface shudders.

No matter what, you must make a rush, as long as it is not yourself.

As soon as he finished yelling, Scarface was shot on the stone by Niu Er and frightened and shrank back.

Niu Er pulled the bolt again angrily and locked his eyes again in the position where Scarface was hiding. The newly recruits who were already addicted to the bandit leader were obviously much more confident than before, and no longer felt annoyed by the gains and losses of a shot.

The bandits carrying thirty heavy machine guns were the main targets of the recruits at the beginning. In the first round of attacks, at least seven or eight shots were aimed at them. However, because they were in the middle of the bandit team, there were many unlucky guys around them and became their shields. In addition, they were lucky enough to have a pit and a few stones in front of the four bandits as cover.

So after the recruits fired four or five shots, the four bandits had already set the heavy machine guns and the bullet links were hung. When they heard the Third Master's confidant shouting, the thirty heavy machine guns opened violently in front of them.

With the roar of the machine gun, a piece of smoke rose from the front position where Liu Dazhu was located. A new recruit who was leaning his head to see his shooting results fell to the ground. He didn't even scream, and he didn't move anymore.

"Big lance, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" A new recruit five or six meters away screamed and threw away his gun and rushed towards the new recruit. Judging from the voice, this was obviously a new recruit recruit from Yili Town.

"Blood, there is blood, what about the doctor?" The recruits hugged the fallen companion's head in his arms and shouted wildly.

The veteran squad leader not far away shouted: "Let's go down, let me lie down."

The recruits buried their faces tightly into the soil, and the soft soil was not disgusted with the fact that they could drill into their mouths and noses. Only then did they understand what the veteran squad leader once said to them meaningfully: On the battlefield, as long as you can survive, you will jump in without hesitation.

The blood of the companions clearly told them that this is not a training ground for assessment, but a battlefield, a bloody battlefield. If you are not careful, what you will pay will be your life.

The veteran squad leader who crawled over looked at the pale new recruit lying in the simple trenches and sighed slightly. Although he was wearing a steel helmet, the power of the 7.9MM bullet of the heavy machine gun was not something that the helmet could resist. The hole that was as big as a finger in the helmet clearly showed that if he took off the helmet, the unfortunate recruit might have his skull been lifted by the heavy machine gun bullet that was rolling wildly through the helmet.

The moment the recruit was shot, the new recruit was already dead.

"Squad leader, there is still a big fool who can save you, and there is still a rescue! Otherwise, how can I explain to his mother when I go back?" The new recruit couldn't help crying when he saw the veteran squad leader's expression.

"Damn it, I can use a ball to cry. If you want to avenge Da Lun, you can kill a few more bandits for me." The veteran squad leader coldly used a big mouth to wake up the new recruits.

This is the battlefield, and crying cannot solve any problem. The only thing that can relieve one's sorrow is the guns and bullets in his hands, as well as the dead enemies.

Seeing that his heavy machine gun fired and suppressed the opponent, the gunshots on the opposite side became sparse, and the bandits were also shocked. They stood up and rushed forward with a scream.
Chapter completed!