Ye Long was trying to calm himself down. He could not forget the expressions of the children who had their bellies pierced and were standing on the grain-sunning ground.
This made him a little anxious.
Although he was not a professional soldier, he knew that it was irrational to fight dozens of enemies with such emotions.
The audience in the live broadcast room was emotional. They fired rockets and planes one after another, shouting that they would kill again and again.
Ye Long did not look at the situation in the live-stream again. Instead, he tried his best to calm himself down. He did not say a word and remained calm.
No matter how much he said, it would be better to kill a few more Japanese!
In the village, a group of Japanese and Imperial Association soldiers had already set off. There were about 20 of them, and they were rushing in the direction where Ye Long had killed the man.
"Now, half of the Japanese have left, which can relieve a lot of pressure on me. Next, I have to deal with the few people on the watchtower, but I'm still too far away from them.”
Ye Long estimated that he was about 1,300 meters away from the watchtower in the east. The theoretical effective range of the 98K was only 800 meters.
And 800 meters required a sharpshooter. Ye Long admitted that his marksmanship was average, and the probability of hitting an enemy at 800 meters was only 10 to 20%.
Therefore, he wanted to push forward to at least 600 meters. If possible, it would be best if it could even be within 500 meters.
It was just that there were fewer bunkers around the village, so it would be more difficult to pass through the village.
If they advanced head-on, the probability of being killed was as high as 90%!
Therefore, he could only choose to take a detour in the forest outside the village.
After weighing the pros and cons, Ye Long began to act.
" Now, I'm going to take a detour to the east entrance of the village to deal with the enemies on the watchtower…" Ye Long said as he quickly moved forward.
" I'll have to run at least another kilometer if I take a detour. I'm carrying more than 15 kilograms now. Fortunately, I've been exercising well. Otherwise, I'd be exhausted..."
Ye Long carefully walked through the forest. Suddenly, he stopped and aimed his gun to his right. He almost fired…
Ye Long's heart was pounding wildly. In front of him was a little girl who was about eight or nine years old. Her face was pale as she huddled in a tree hole, looking at Ye Long in fear.
"Survivors!" Ye Long was so scared that he almost fired.
It was a small matter to scare the Japanese army. If he killed this little girl, he would be guilty.
" Don't be afraid. I'm here to save you…" Before Ye Long could finish his sentence, he was shocked to find that behind the tree hole, a few villagers were holding kitchen knives and surrounding him in fear.
Ye Long suddenly remembered the two sentences that floated in the sky when he parachuted.
"The mission begins. Save 55 villagers from the Bai Village, 24 Japanese infantry, and 68 soldiers from the Imperial Association.”
Ye Long remembered this sentence clearly.
"Are you villagers from the Bai Village?" Ye Long asked.
A villager nodded hesitantly.
"I'm here to save you. How many people do you have left?”
The villagers turned around and communicated with each other. Someone replied," There are still fifty-five people…"
This was the target of the mission!
"I came from outside to save you. Now, you stay here and don't move. I'll deal with those Japanese.”
Ye Long heaved a sigh of relief. He had thought that everyone in the village had been killed, but now it seemed that at least some of them were still alive.
However, when Ye Long wanted to leave, the villagers refused to let him go. They held knives and surrounded Ye Long with red eyes.
"How do we know you're not one of those traitors?" Those traitors lied to us that they wouldn't kill us if we didn't resist the imperial army, but what happened later? Those who did not resist were killed, the women in the village were raped, and even the children were strung on sticks. My son…"
Low sobs could be heard from all around. They were suppressing their emotions and were afraid that their voices would attract the Japanese.
Ye Long laughed bitterly. Indeed, traitors were the species that hurt their own people the most. They were the dogs of the Japanese. In order to get a good word from their masters, these dogs would bite their former companions wantonly. They were even more ruthless and cruel than the Japanese.
"I'm not a traitor, I'm…an upright citizen of China!!!”
After saying that, Ye Long raised his head and puffed out his chest, facing the kitchen knives of the villagers.
The villager put away the kitchen knife.”
This time, it was Ye Long's turn to be surprised.”
The villager revealed a bitter and disdainful smile."Dog traitor, you don't have such a bearing.”
Ye Long…
Taking a deep breath, Ye Long bid farewell to the villagers and ran away at full speed.
He had to hurry up, or else it would be even more troublesome for the team that went out to come back.
In the forest, the villagers looked at Ye Long's back with burning eyes...
After climbing over a small hill and crossing a clear river, Ye Longfei quickly ran across a small path in the fields.
His heart was about to jump out. This was very risky. What if the people on the watchtower saw it…
Fortunately, the people above were lazy.
After climbing up an elm tree, Ye Long gradually calmed down.
"Alright, brothers, I've arrived at the designated location, about six hundred meters away from the watchtower. Next, it's time for the performance!”Ye Long used his 8x scope to quickly check the location of the enemies in the village.
"Hurry up!"
"We're waiting for you!"
"Kill, kill, kill!”
"The streamer's broadsword is already unbearable!”
"Kill all these beasts!"
"Brother, don't be naughty. If you can kill them all, I'll give you 100 aircrafts!”
"F * ck, he's a tycoon!"
" I'm not a tycoon. I'm just a Chinese with a bit of courage…"
After settling down, Ye Long raised his gun. In the 8x scope, an Imperial Association soldier on the watchtower was lighting a cigarette for the Japanese who was watching them.
"Traitors must die!" Ye Long said coldly and pulled the trigger.
" Bang..." The bullet spun and tore the cheek of the Imperial Association soldier. Blood sprayed all over the prince's face. The cigarette he had just lit went out with a " chi ".
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