"Kono, where is the flower girl you mentioned? It made everyone run so far and work in vain." Sir Yamamoto complained as he walked.

"There is really a flower girl, Ozawa Jun can testify, two watery flower girls." Kono quickly defended.

"Yes, I can testify, probably all of them are hidden, and only the elderly and pregnant women are left in the village." Ozawa nodded.

"Then the Chinese people should be back now, right? There is also the Shui Lingling Flower Girl." Shi Nagata Yamamoto asked with a lewd smile.

"Yamamoto, do you mean to go back?" a Japanese soldier asked in confusion.

"Yes, we have been walking for so long. Those Chinese who have been hiding must think we have gone far and will not go back." Yamamoto explained with a smile: "If we kill back, we can block all the damn Chinese people in the village, and no one can escape."

"Kun Yamamoto, what's the call to replies in the Chinese military strategy?" Kono flatteredly and flattered.

"Call back, Kono, you are really ignorant." Yamamoto said proudly.

Thirteen Japanese devils discussed it for a while, then turned back, their minds full of reunion for Miss Hua, and they went straight back to Wangjia Village.

At this time, Wu Ming was lying in the woods outside Wangjia Village, immersed in the sudden attack of an adventure. His eyes were dull and he looked at the blue sky between the gaps of the leaves, his mind was full of thoughts, as if he was a pot of porridge.

"It seems that all this is really going into it. I'm not dreaming, I'm really back in the past. No, it should be during the War of Resistance Against Japan. That's right, this is the Taihang Mountains in the mainland."

"Farewell, my Hong Kong, my life of bright lights and wine, my lover, and my deposits in the Swiss bank."

"Oh, I really can't go back. What should I do? Should I continue to work in the promising profession of killers, or use what I have learned to start a new life." Wu Ming studied in the Department of Surgery at the Li Ka-shing Hospital of the University of Hong Kong, and he is about to graduate. A killer studying medicine may sound a bit funny, but Wu Ming thinks it is very normal. First of all, he has learned some human anatomy before, which is a compulsory course for becoming a qualified professional killer. The key parts of the human body are all

Where, when killing or fighting with the enemy, how can one hit a fatal blow? Where to hit a gun, where to stab a knife, how to attack with a bare hands? So the killer and the doctor have similarities, and it is considered a foundation to learn medicine in this way. Moreover, Wu Ming was attacked a lot when he was killing people, and he suffered a lot of injuries. He also suffered severe injuries several times. If he knew some medical skills, at least he could deal with it first in times of crisis, and he might even save his life.

"Although I am about to graduate, I lack clinical experience after all, and my knowledge is still in the theoretical stage. I have never even had a small surgery for appendicitis, so I can only be considered half a doctor."

"If you treat someone else's illness, I'm afraid that more people will be cured than those who save them. I can't figure out whether it's a doctor or a killer."

Anyone who suddenly encounters such an incredible thing out of thin air will probably be confused and confused in his thoughts, unless he is a person who travels through time and has made sufficient ideological preparations.

Speaking of his understanding of the history of the War of Resistance Against Japan, Wu Mingyuan knew much less than the young people in the mainland. This was also the result of education. What impressed him the most was the description of the movie "Tunnel War" (it is said that 1.9 billion people around the world have watched this film). He also knew about the Nanjing Massacre, but what happened in which year was a mess.

"Bang", the sudden sound of gunfire interrupted Wu Ming's random thoughts.

Wu Ming quickly got up, gently pulled out the grass, stretched out the long barrel, and carefully observed the gunshot with the help of the scope on the sniper rifle.

At the entrance of the village, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers wearing yellow military uniforms and yellow hats, and two "sloth curtains" floating behind the hats were howling and rushing towards the village.

"The Japanese devils are not tall, with their legs around the corner, which is similar to those in the movie. These Japanese devils are here again." Wu Ming was surprised and felt a little excited.

After quickly estimating the wind speed and distance, Wu Ming began to adjust the scope, with the wind speed of about 4m/second and the distance was 500 meters.

Wu Ming used the Belgian FN30-11 7.62mm sniper rifle. The gun uses high-quality materials, has a strong structure and high shooting accuracy. It is known as the best sniper rifle in Western countries, at least NATO countries. The gun used to use German refractive scopes, which can be adjusted within a range of 100-600m. Other scopes can also be installed, such as FN 4x magnification scopes. Various night vision sights can also be installed. This gun has been with Wu Ming for seven or eight years. Except for the scopes that are replaced with better and updated, and the adjustment range is increased to 100-800m, the others are all original.

Wu Ming took a few deep breaths, adjusted his breath evenly, put his eyes on the scope, and quickly entered the state.

"Yoxi, Yoxi." Yamamoto shot down Wang Shouren, a villager outside the village, and was very excited to hear the panicked shouts coming from the village. He shouted loudly and led a group of beasts to rush inside while firing.

"The devils are here, run away!"

"Run!"

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The village was filled with terrifying shouts, and the villagers ran around, some ran towards the entrance of the back village, some hid in the yard or dilapidated house, and hurriedly closed the door.

"Bang", with a gunshot, a small blood flower burst out from the head of the Japanese devil running at the back, and fell to the entrance of the village like a piece of wood.

Amid the chaotic gunfire and shouting, the Japanese running in front did not notice these, and still ran forward screaming and chasing the escaped villagers.

The houses in the village are relatively short and burned by the fire. The small earthen mountain where Wu Ming is located is located from a high place, just in sight, and the shooting vision is very wide.

In order not to attract the attention of the Japanese, Wu Ming specially sniped the single Japanese. Unfortunately, the silencer was not brought out in the cave, otherwise all the Japanese would be killed and would not be exposed. In a blink of an eye, two more Japanese fell down, all of which were headshots. The training of killers is to kill one blow. Headshot is the most thorough way to die, and even gods cannot save them.

Kawano and Ozawa were familiar with each other and went straight to the villager Wang He's house. There were flowers, two beautiful flowers, two Japanese men kicked open the broken courtyard door in a few seconds. Wang He's two girls hugged each other and shivered in the corner of the ruins. Wang He held a sickle and stared at his angry eyes and blocked the door of the house that was only half burned.

"Bagaya Road," Kono cursed. This guy was the one who was in the way of trouble last time, and he picked up the gun and was about to shoot.

"Bang", with a slight sound, Kono slapped on the ground, with a big blood hole on the back of his head, and white brain matter flowed out.

"Ah?" Ozawa screamed in horror, turned around quickly with a gun, and arched his body to look for the enemy.

"Bang", another gunshot sounded from afar, Ozawa bent backward and leaned back, and his skull was lifted off.

Two Japanese devils were chasing a young woman who kept screaming. The young woman was in a panic and turned into the small yard on the side of the road. The two devils opened the gate with lewd smiles and rushed in.

"Tun", the hunting rifle made a dull sound, and the Japanese who entered the yard were hit by dozens of iron sand in front of him. He covered his face with his hands and screamed and fell to the ground and rolled on the ground.

"Baga", the Japanese behind saw their companions being injured, cursed angrily, and looked at the half-best boy in the yard with viciousness. The half-best boy was not afraid at all, and used the hunting rifle as a stick and rushed towards the Japanese.

The Japanese devil flashed, pulled out the shotgun with his gun, kicked half of his eldest son to the ground and rolled a few times. The shotgun in his hand also fell off. With a hideous smile, the devil took the step forward and wanted to use a bayonet to kill the Chinese man who dared to hurt his companion.

A bullet penetrated into the Japanese back with a roar of death, just breaking his spine. The Japanese staggered and stumbled on the ground with a "thump". Before he could twitch and raise his head, half of the boy had quickly rode on his back. Then, a heavy fist hit his head like raindrops. After several heavy blows on the back of his head, the Japanese's consciousness gradually blurred.
Chapter completed!