Yang Yue waved his hand and signaled the special forces to set off.

At the same time, he waved to Su Wenqian behind him. This guy was a little dazed.

It is hard to imagine that he is the person in his memory.

It is hard to imagine that he is a sharpshooter.

You probably won't recognize the wrong person...

"Let's go!" Monk Wei was about to stretch out his big hand like a palm fan and lift Su Wenqian up.

Fortunately, this time, Su Wenqian's movements were finally a little faster.

Without waiting for Monk Wei to capture him, he had already accelerated two steps and kept up with Yang Yue's pace.

The group quickly headed towards the direction where the gunfire came.

It was the guerrilla sentry shooting.

On the way, I met a guerrilla sentry who hurriedly retreated.

"How many Japanese are there?" Yang Yue asked.

"Two hundred people!" The sentry replied panting, "It's all three!"

"Okay, you go back!" Yang Yue nodded.

No wonder the Japanese reinforcements came so fast, they were all motorcycles!

good!

The motorcycle is the one you are on!

I haven't used my Barrett sniper rifle for a long time...

There happened to be a slightly raised slope in front. Yang Yue made a gesture and intercepted the Japanese here. Two sniper teams were responsible for the two wings, and the others were responsible for the front.

Looking at the surrounding terrain, this is the only road that can pass through motorcycles. Unfortunately, there is no time to lay mines. Otherwise, a bunch of anti-infantry directional mines...

But I was not afraid. I took the lead in moving out the M2 heavy machine gun.

This large-caliber heavy machine gun is no less lethal to motorcycles than the Barrett sniper rifle.

If you want to attack head-on, come on!

Then, the Type 24 Maxim water-cooled heavy machine gun is brought out.

During the previous battle, Yang Yue found that this big guy was so good. He almost didn't need to change the barrel.

With the help of temporary warehouse handling, you can use it anytime and anywhere! It is most effective to face the on-board charge of the Japanese.

It's really a shot in hand, and ten thousand men can't shoot...

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Soon, the Japanese motorcycle appeared.

It turns out that there are many three-wheeled motorcycles, which are three-wheeled motorcycles. There is a crooked machine gun on the car.

There are a total of fifty or sixty motorcycles, which are huge, and there are indeed about two hundred people in total. It is probably the strength of a squadron.

Very envious...

There are so many motorcycles...

"Da da da da!"

"Da da da da!"

From time to time, crooked machine guns fired randomly.

This is fire reconnaissance, and it is also a warning. It is to tell the enemy that we are here, you can get out quickly.

If it is an ordinary guerrilla or local armed force, if you encounter such a Japanese, you will definitely retreat quickly. After all, the Japanese are fully armed and have strong mobility, and it is difficult to beat the frontal hard bar.

But now...

Yang Yue was not afraid at all.

When the enemy entered a range of one thousand meters, he decisively raised the Mosinnagan rifle.

"Bang!"

A shot passed.

A moment later, the Japanese driving a motorcycle were shot and fell.

The out-of-control motorcycle rushed into the wilderness on the roadside, turned a big circle, and then got stuck in the soil and could no longer move.

The Japanese sitting in the stand-alone lost control, and the crooked light machine gun was thrown out.

Yang Yue pulled the bolt, pulled the bullet shell and loaded it again.

"Bang!"

Then another shot.

The driver of the second Japanese motorcycle was also knocked out.

The out-of-control motorcycle actually overturned directly, and everyone and everything in the car were thrown out.

"Bang!"

Yang Yue fired the third shot.

Kill another Japanese driver.

"Bang!"

The fourth shot...

"Bang!"

The fifth shot...

One magazine was finished.

Five motorcycles were out of control.

The other Japanese squads hurriedly stopped the car and launched a battle formation.

"Can you shoot?" Yang Yue looked at Su Wenqian with his eyes squinted.

Su Wenqian shook his head.

Of course he won't.

When he was in the guerrillas, he didn't even touch the gun.

Most of the time, he worked in the guerrillas and did some logistics and chores, such as cooking fires and cooking.

He doesn't seem to be very enthusiastic. He is not very interested in shooting.

"Come on!" Yang Yue pointed at the Japanese in front.

"I..." Su Wenqian hesitated.

"This is an order! Shoot!" Yang Yue raised his tone.

Then Su Wenqian raised his gun and aimed at the Japanese in front.

The distance was too far. He couldn't see where the Japanese were. However, he was afraid of Yang Yue.

so……

He pulled the trigger anyway.

"Bang!"

The gunshots.

Bullets shot out.

Not hit.

This is obvious.

Yang Yue didn't expect him to hit.

Now it's just a start, just training him to shoot.

With his personality, Yang Yue couldn't help but deeply doubt whether this guy had the courage to shoot.

The legendary sharpshooter and the legendary herd fish are not a parallel product, right?

"Continue!" Yang Yue said coldly.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Su Wenqian did not dare to disobey, so he had to continue shooting.
To be continued...