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Chapter 87 Sniper

I took Hu Zi to the high ground and looked at the terrain. The open ground of hundreds of meters was snow-white. I faintly saw the road turning into the darkness. If there was a bend on the road on the snow, it meant that it could not speed up and rushed over. This gave the spies enough time to prepare, which was really a good place to ambush.

I habitually raised my rifle and observed the snow next to the road through the scope, but it was too easy to ambush in the snow. After watching for a while, I couldn't see any reason.

"Battery Commander! Have you seen the enemy?" Hu Zi asked in a low voice: "Do you want to pull all of us up?"

"No!" After thinking about it, I shook my head. The enemy was hidden in the snow and could not see it at all. It would make no sense to pull the soldiers up. If I were to pull those dozen people to charge, I was afraid that we would all be lying here before we found the enemy. This time we were acting privately. If there was a soldier who had any faults, I would be very guilty.

"Or why, let me go down and scout?"

"Reconnaissance?" I couldn't help but glared at him fiercely when he heard this: "There is a flat area below that doesn't even have a hiding place. If there are enemy spies, can you come back alive?"

"Then..." Hu Zi was stunned and said, "Then I can't come back alive. Battalion Commander, just help me fight a few more! With the battalion commander's shooting skills, they can definitely be abandoned. It won't be a loss for one of them to replace them! Besides, it's not a solution to do this. You can't leave as soon as dawn!"

Damn, it’s easy for these volunteer soldiers to sacrifice as much as eating vegetables, but it’s really not easy to eat vegetables these days!

It's right to think about it. I originally hoped to spend more time observing. These junior agents were selected from the puppet army and their quality must not be very high. As long as I give me more time, I will definitely find some clues. At this time, when Hu Zi reminded me, I realized that time would not allow me to do this.

"Huzi, first pass my orders and let the soldiers stand by on time, no one is allowed to come up!" Then I pointed to the back of the open space and said, "Then you run over there for another 300 meters, be careful not to let the enemy discover it, throw a grenade!"

"Yeah!" Hu Zi responded, but after a while he didn't move.

"Go! Why are you still standing there?"

"What? Just... that's it? Just throw a grenade?" Hu Zi didn't react for a long time.

"What else do you want?" I said angrily: "Do you have to lie down after throwing the grenade?"

"I..." Hu Zi touched his head: "Battery Commander, can I rush up and kill him?"

"Why not that much nonsense, execute the command!"

"Yes!" Hu Zi responded, turned around and left.

I picked up my rifle and stared at the snow in front of me. There is a saying in Sun Tzu's Art of War: "Shocking the Snake". This time I will let you see what Chinese culture has a long history and profound tradition!

At this moment, I couldn't help but think of the British sniper who died under my gun. If he was lurking here, my "shocking the snake" plan might not work, but now I am facing only some junior agents of the puppet army...

After a while, there was a loud "boom" sound, and more than a dozen places in front of me that were originally flat snow moved.

People! They are always particularly sensitive to the dangers behind them.

When they focus all their attention in front and suddenly an explosion sounds behind them, they will subconsciously look back. And the amplitude of their heads is also very large, which is why I asked Hu Zi to run to the back of the open space to throw grenades. If they throw grenades in front of them, they may remain motionless because they are mentally prepared, or even if they move, they may not move at all.

But this time...

"Bang bang..." I wouldn't miss this opportunity. I shot out eight bullets in the magazine without hesitation. In an instant, five bright red blood flowers burst out on the white snow. Three bullets were empty. But it doesn't matter. I still remember where they were hiding, and they happened to play cats and mice with them! While thinking, I reloaded a magazine at the fastest speed and aimed at the hiding place of a puppet army agent again.

"Bang!" As the gunshot hit the middle of the leg, the agent screamed and couldn't care about hiding himself anymore. He held his injured leg and stood up and ran away. But how could I let him get what he wanted and pull the trigger and hit his other leg again.

The shrill screams crossed the empty night sky, making people feel inexplicably fear. The agent knew that he had no hope of escaping, and hysterically shouted and cursed at the high ground where I was. The submachine gun in his hand shot around until all the bullets in the magazine were empty.

But in this night he didn't know my location at all, so unfortunately, all he could hit me was his screams and scolds.

"Bang!" Another agent screamed and hugged his legs. Perhaps because of a role model, he knew that if he got up and ran, the result would be that there would be an extra gun hole on his other leg. So he called out a few times and simply took out a pack of cigarettes and started smoking.

This reminds me of the hidden and seek game I played when I was a child. I found it and rested on the side...

"Bang!" Another gunshot was heard, and another agent joined the rest.

The last one is, this is the last one I can remember.

I am not a perverted killer, who will play with their lives. I am giving them a kind of pressure, the pressure of death; at the same time, I am giving them a hint that I know the position of each of them, and now I am picking them out one by one...

If the remaining agents can calm down, then I will actually lose the war. As long as they lie quietly in the snow and remain silent, our convoy will still not be able to get through. At that time, I should consider whether to bring the volunteer soldiers to charge.

But there were only a dozen volunteer soldiers. They pulled them to charge towards the enemy agents hiding in the snow, and the casualties were inevitable.
Chapter completed!
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