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The enemy's mind was very vicious, leaving behind this batch of burdens and kicking the problem to himself.

Miyato frowned and it was unimaginable to take the wounded to pursue the enemy. At first, the enemy obviously had hidden strength. Now they retreated from the valley and the combat situation suddenly reversed. If they broke out of the mountains and forests, the puppet troops and wounded left behind in the mountain pass were not their opponents at all.

No, if things come to that point, it will definitely be a disaster for you. Miyagi clenched his fists and must be fast. While the enemy has just experienced a battle, they are trapped and hung up to entangle them. As for these wounded people, let them fend for themselves!

Thinking of this, Miyato immediately ordered his subordinates to start chasing. In order to speed up, he did not dare to put the puppet army in front, but instead asked the Japanese soldiers to open the way and sent a few Japanese to supervise the puppet army behind.

The scene was touched by the scene, and the tragic scenes on the scene did make the remaining puppet soldiers retreat. Even though Murata felt particularly kind and did not kill the wounded, a feeling of sadness from the rabbit and the fox still began to spread among the puppet soldiers.

No one was buried in the wreckage, and no one paid attention to the wounded, which severely damaged the morale of the puppet soldiers. Moreover, the Chinese believe that being buried in peace is to expose the corpse in the wilderness and become a lonely ghost.

Moreover, Miyato left several Japanese troops, who were specifically responsible for picking up firewood and burning the dead Japanese soldiers in battle, and the ashes were sent back to Japan. Whether it was the ashes of the real dead or not, even pig bones and dog bones were pretty good on the surface!

Different treatment and unequal treatment were like a poisonous seed, which slowly took root in the hearts of the puppet army. Although the puppet army dared not speak out, no one was a fool and wanted to work hard for the Japanese to die.

For a sniper, a strong body and steel-like will are essential prerequisites, and good marksmanship is just a basic quality. More importantly, snipers cannot know when the enemy situation will appear. They only know that at a certain moment, they must win a decisive victory with the speed of a rabbit rising and falling falcon.

Therefore, for snipers, every minute and second of silent waiting is full of a thrilling atmosphere. This strong contrast between long and short, loneliness and intense is no longer achievable by simply being fully prepared by physiology and technology.

Yang Tianfeng organized a sniper team and placed high hopes for it, but now it is called a sharpshooter team should be more precise. The success of a sniper is not how many people he shot, but how much impact he can have on the enemy. From this point of view, although the sniper team killed many enemies, it did not have the capital to be admired.

Yang Tianfeng and a few snipers were lying in the grass, hiding behind the rocks and trees, staring at the enemies moving on the mountain road. They wore grass circles on their heads. For the more realistic effect, there were a few small wild flowers on the grass circles, and they were wearing camouflage clothing dyed with plant juice and soil.

The sun was about to set, sprinkling blood on the earth. Miyagi knew that the mountains and forests at night were extremely dangerous, so he kept urging the troops to advance.

A Japanese man with a yellow hat showed up, followed by a second and a third. Soon, more Japanese man appeared. A familiar excitement before hunting began to jump up on Xu Dayan's backbone, and this was the feeling every time.

When Miyato walked in the team, his face was gloomy and terrifying. Since he lost nearly half of his troops, he no longer dared to divide the troops and search for the suppression. Instead, he joined forces and pursued the enemy's retreat, hoping to get out of the mountains and forests earlier, and luckily hope that the puppet troops guarding the mountain pass could persevere until their arrival.

The Japanese are best at sacrificing their face. If they don’t give them an excuse, just withdrawing troops in shame will lead to ridicule from their colleagues and scolding from their superiors! However, Miyato never expected that this excuse came at the cost of his death.

Yang Tianfeng had discovered Gong Teng in the Japanese team, but there were always people in front of and behind the Japanese officer carrying a telescope and commanding sword, which made it difficult for him to do it.

Yang Tianfeng was really unwilling to give up the biggest goal, and he waited patiently. At this time, the opportunity suddenly appeared with luck.

Miyagi suddenly took two quick steps, jumped onto a big rock beside the road, raised his telescope and looked around.

When Miyagi's telescope had just turned to Yang Tianfeng's hidden grass, Yang Tianfeng seized this opportunity and quickly and steadily let a bullet fly out of the gun chamber. Miyagi noticed something seemed to move in the grass in the telescope's field of view.

However, he had no time to react. The bullet easily shot into his chest. The implosion effect of the specially processed bullet on Miyagi's body instantly shattered countless alveoli. He seemed to have been hit hard by someone and fell from the stone. As he breathed, blood spurted out of his mouth and nose. Soon the blood would block his trachea, and he would never see the sun tomorrow again.

Yang Tianfeng crawled along the retreat route that he had expected in advance, climbed into a small ditch, and quickly moved the position.

The Japanese revenge bullets flew aimlessly overhead, mixed with the random explosion of grenade launchers, but all this could not disturb Yang Tianfeng's actions.

After diving forty or fifty meters, Yang Tianfeng came to the set No. 2 sniper position. They were two huge rocks, with a gap of a wide ruler in the middle.

The Chinese are really despicable and shameless! The Japanese officers only felt that they were hot all over and the commander was killed, and they all had to bear heavy responsibility.

A military officer ignored the dissuasion and protection of the soldiers around him, shouted at the surrounding mountains and forests like a crazy orc. His command knife pointed at the east and west, and the machine gun and grenade launcher spewed out the anger of the invaders with his command knife.

The sight had already targeted the orc captain who was ignorant of life and death, but Xu Dayan was not in a hurry to shoot, he estimated.

"Boom!" The grenade fired from the grenade launcher made a loud noise, and almost at the same time, the rifle moved back lightly. The explosion sound would somewhat cover the sound of the rifle's shooting, so it would be difficult for the Japanese soldiers to easily determine their hidden location. Maybe, they could kill a few more Japanese in this good place.

The bullet shot into the head of the Japanese officer with hatred for the invaders. First, it burst his left eyeball, and then jumped into his skull without looking back. It was rolling freely inside, stirring his brain into a pot of tofu, and then opened a big blood hole for himself to say goodbye to himself in the back of the Japanese, announcing the end of the trip.
Chapter completed!