More than a dozen people started firing at the same time. Even if it was just Sanba Big Cover and the crooked guy, the dense bullets still blocked Ye Long's path in an instant.
He couldn't run, he couldn't escape.
He had been shot at least three times at the same time, one on his helmet, one on his back, and one on his left shoulder.
Ye Long felt as if he had been run over by a large truck several times. He was in so much pain that he almost died. Tears and snot kept flowing out of his eyes, and he couldn't control the moaning in his throat.
At that moment, Ye Long really felt like he was going to die.
However, to his surprise, the soldiers of the Imperial Association did not fire anymore. Instead, they surrounded him.
"Who is this kid?"
"I don't know. She's dressed so strangely."
"You actually dare to attack the Grand Lord. You're courting death.”
"Was the gunshot in front because of this kid?”
"Don't kill him. The Grand Lord definitely wants him alive. He might even get a few bucks as a reward.”
Ye Long was impressed by the courage of these idiots who still dared to think of capturing them alive.
With great difficulty, he applied a bandage on his shoulder and used a first aid kit.
Ye Long heaved a sigh of relief as his body's various functions recovered quickly. However, he could not help but sigh at the hardships of his predecessors.
Even if he could theoretically obtain an infinite number of weapons, even if he could quickly heal his injuries, he still fought with such difficulty.
However, the ancestors did not have these advantages. They did not even have many guns. They used their bodies and hot blood to create a new dynasty…
How magnificent!
However, now was not the time to lament about this.
These few idiots actually wanted to capture him alive. They were really courting death.
He looked up at the watchtower. The Japanese were still aiming their guns around, obviously worried that there would be other enemies.
It was a good opportunity.
Ye Long took a deep breath." Traitors, don't reincarnate into a human's body in your next life. You're not fit to be human!"”
He raised his gun and fired at close range with high efficiency. The submachine gun fired at a speed of six to seven rounds per second. In just three seconds, the magazine was empty!
He fired, sprayed, rolled on the ground, reloaded, and ran. Ye Long raised his submachine gun and fired at the watchtower...
Another burst of rapid fire. Ye Long shot as he rushed toward the watchtower.
By the time he finished another clip, he was less than 50 meters away from the watchtower.
This distance was much safer. If the Japanese on the lookout wanted to shoot Ye Long, they would have to stick their bodies out.
"How can it be repaired? Wasn't this person shot? Why are you still alive and kicking?" The devil on the watchtower roared loudly.
The soldier of the Imperial Association beside him who was not dead was trembling, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He had seen his brothers knock down the grass-covered man with his own eyes. He had been shot at least a few times, but why did he pat his shoulder and suddenly shoot the rest of his brothers down?
The ten or so soldiers of the Imperial Association weren't all dead, and at least half of them were only injured. At this time, they were still wailing and crawling on the ground.
This soldier of the Imperial Association was so frightened that he didn't even hear the scolding of the great figure in his eyes, the Grand Lord.
He couldn't stop thinking about who this grass-covered person was.
Could it be that the heavens sent them to punish traitors like them?
He was so scared that he didn't even hear the Japanese asking him to reload.
On the battlefield, being distracted meant death.
Ye Long hid behind cover to avoid the bullets for a while. When he saw that the grenade had misfired, he immediately threw a few grenades over.
" Boom!" The pillars of the watchtower were broken by the explosions one after another. The watchtower fell down with a loud bang.
The two in the watchtower fell down, injured but not dead.
Ye Long didn't say a word and killed them all with another round.
He switched to his Kar98k and scanned his surroundings with his 8x scope. There was no one around, so Ye Long fired a few more shots at the soldiers of the Imperial Association who were still alive.
Now they couldn't run anymore. They were live targets. One shot, one shot, and one head.
He counted the heads. Fourteen people had died here, and four had just died outside. Including the two guards outside the house, there were exactly twenty people.
Out of the twenty or so people who went out, there were at least ten more people here!
Where were they?
Was he hiding in the dark and waiting with a knife?
Ye Long wasn't sure. He calmed himself down and said,"" Brothers, I've already killed more than twenty people…I never dreamed that I would be able to kill so many people one day. However, there are at least thirty more people waiting for me to kill. I don't have enough supplies. Now, I have to go loot their corpses…"
"Not bad, streamer. You're getting more and more skilled.”
"That wave of operation just now was pretty good. I was stunned when I saw it.”
"He really showed off. His marksmanship has shown off its momentum.”
"I'm kneeling down."
"The scene is too real. I feel like blood is spraying on my face.”
"A new wave of gifts is coming…"
Ye Long ran off to loot the corpses, and the viewers in the stream started to tip him like crazy.
Now, some media outlets had already started to notice this live broadcast room and started to report about it. Weibo, Zhihu, and Q-Weibo had already spread the news.
Ye Long's popularity had easily exceeded two million in an hour, and the total amount of money he had given him had also reached one million.
This ratio was something that other streamers would not even dare to imagine…
Ye Long was very successful in licking corpses. With his previous experience, he knew that the higher the status of the person, the better the loot.
He looted a first aid kit, two bandages, and a first aid kit from the Japanese on the observation deck. These were all the things he needed the most.
There were also guns, shotgun, handguns, grenades, submachine gun magazines, and compensaters.
After taking the useful ones, Ye Long walked along the wall and approached the house.
"I wonder if those Japanese have returned. Hey, brothers, I seem to have gotten used to this battlefield. I'm actually not as nervous as I was at the beginning…F * ck!”
Just as he was showing off a little, a few Japanese soldiers came charging at him from the front, and intense gunshots rang out again…
[P.S. Brothers, there will be a blackout tomorrow. There might only be updates at night.]
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