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925, coconut sugar, would you like it?(1/2)

"Follow me!"

"Hey! Alas!"

Gawa followed Yang Yue carefully.

Yang Yue sneaked to the side of the Kwantung Army sniper who was shot dead. He checked carefully. Unfortunately, he didn't know him.

I don't feel like an officer. I'm just a rank of sergeant.

What does this mean?

It means that there are other people in the Kwantung Army snipers.

According to the Japanese army's organization, it is impossible for them to have no officers. At least one officer will have at least one rank.

It is always unsafe to not completely eliminate the Kwantung Army snipers.

Gawa quietly picked up the Type 97 sniper rifle.

Yang Yue waved his hand and said not to take it.

Gawa retracted his hand a pity.

He wants to take it, really.

This is a high-end product with a scope!

He didn't know what kind of gun this was. But when he heard from his comrades, he knew that those who were wearing mirrors were treasures.

"This is for you."

Yang Yue took out a Type 85 sniper rifle and handed it to Gawa.

This is the standard configuration of the special forces team. Since Gawa is already a member of the special forces team, he naturally needs to give him the best equipment.

I don’t know how good Gawa’s shooting skills are. I guess it’s not very good. After all, he is a new soldier.

Maybe Zhang Erhe should be asked to teach again?

"Ah? Thank you!"

Gawa immediately took it happily.

What Yang Yue gave him was obviously more advanced than the Japanese devils!

I raised it up curiously and looked carefully. I was shocked.

But what he saw from the scope was very big. He didn't react at all. He was almost scared.

"I'll teach you."

"Ah good..."

Gawa hurriedly listened carefully.

Yang Yue gave a brief explanation. At the same time, he paid close attention to the movements around him.

The ultra-miniature map has not yet been closed. It shows that there are also a few small dots three hundred meters away. However, the identity is unknown. I don’t know whether it is an enemy or a friend.

"Pu hook!"

"Pu hook!"

Suddenly, another sharp gunfire came.

But it was the sound of the Type 97 sniper rifle. It was extremely likely that it was Yamamoto's agent team.

Although Yamamoto's special forces were formed by the military bosses and were the treasured unit of the First Army stationed in Shanxi, their status is still incomparable to the Kwantung Army.

The most obvious example is that the Yamamoto Agents are equipped with small-caliber Type 97 sniper rifles with a caliber of 6.5 mm. However, the Kanto Army is equipped with the latest Type 99 sniper rifles with a caliber of 7.7 mm. Whether it is power or range, the latter is far better.

However, in places like Jingxing Coal Mine, a small-caliber Type 97 sniper rifle is enough.

Judging from the gunfire just now, it seems that the Japanese snipers were shooting where Geng Mei and the others were hiding. Chen Jiaying was also there.

"Walk!"

Yang Yue quickly withdrew.

As long as the ultra-mini map is constantly closed, it is still very useful.

Soon, Yang Yue returned to Geng Mei, Chen Jiaying and the others. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he found that they were safe and sound.

"What's going on?" Yang Yue asked.

"I..." Geng Mei hesitated and took off her hat.

A hole was pierced in the hat.

Yang Yue understood.

It turned out that Geng Mei was luring the enemy.

A very old-fashioned way is to push up the military hat quietly.

Sure enough, it attracted the enemy's shooting.

As a result, they were afraid to act rashly.

They all knew very well that as long as they moved, they could be shot and killed.

"Come again."

Yang Yue nodded his mouth.

Geng Mei immediately raised the military cap slowly.

However……

No response.

The Japanese sniper was not fooled.

Obviously, they learned their lessons. After being fooled, they became much more cautious.

Yang Yue silently poked his head out and observed the distance.

Discover the target.

It is the sniper of Yamamoto Agents.

Reduce head.

Squat down.

Take a deep breath.

"What's wrong?" Chen Jiaying asked hurriedly.

Yang Yue did not answer.

Suddenly stood up.

Raise a gun.

shooting.

"Bang!"

Garland semi-automatic rifle fires.

Squat down quickly.

Take a deep breath.

Calm.

Calm...

"Ding Dong!"

"You killed a Japanese sniper from a distance."

"You get an ordinary reward: a domestic Type 85 sniper rifle."

"You get an additional reward: 10 packs of domestic spring coconut sugar."

"You get 500 points."

Yang Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

I've hit it.

Kill another one.

But, what is this spring coconut candy?

Take it out quietly...

Oh, it's really candy!

"What?" Chen Jiaying discovered it with sharp eyes.

"Coconut candy, do you want it?" Yang Yue handed her the coconut candy casually. He didn't like eating candy and rotting his teeth.
To be continued...
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