One kilometer away, Shen Yue, who was at the high ground, killed the three Japanese who fired on the first floor of the turret.
Suddenly, an idea came to his mind.
He immediately changed his previous plan. He didn't want to kill the Japanese one by one like before. Instead, he wanted to rely on his memory to lock onto them and kill them all.
This speed was even faster.
So he stopped firing, took the magazine off, and threw it to Xu Hu. At the same time, he said,"Full of bullets."
Then, he picked up the binoculars and directly used the thermal life form to lock and remember the location of the little ghost.
Although this method had a small chance of making a mistake and could not hit the target 100%, it was the fastest way to kill the enemy.
And so far, there had been no mistakes, and the rate of mistakes was pitifully small.
After all, the Japanese basically didn't move much in the narrow space of the turret. This also led to a very small chance of a miss.
After 10 seconds of memory locking, Shen Yue put down the binoculars.
Xu Hu had already loaded his magazine.
Shen Yue quickly loaded the magazine, then aimed the sniper rifle at the first point…and fired…
"Puff, puff, puff…"
The rapid firing, the high frequency of the interval, and the 0.3 seconds of each shot. One could imagine how fast the kill was.
On the first floor of the turret.
"Ahhhhh…"
Screams sounded continuously. This time, it was an indiscriminate attack.
The bullets passed through the cover. Although the attack power was not as strong and did not look as terrifying as before, as long as the attack did not hit a vital part such as the leg or arm, it would still be fatal.
Even if the damage was blocked by the brick wall, a bullet was enough to leave a hole the size of a coin on the Japanese.
One could imagine how fast the blood loss would be.
As it was a non-precise attack, Shen Yue's attack would usually be on the torso.
After all, the larger the area of the torso, the higher the accuracy.
It was very tragic.
This time, the Japanese major was also in the list of indiscriminate attacks.
This grandson was shot in the chest and died in one shot.
Fortunately, not a single bullet was wasted.
Ten Japanese were hit, nine of them were hit in the chest or abdomen. Although there were still some who did not die immediately, they only managed to survive for a moment.
Only one of them was hit in the thigh.
Aaa
They had to endure more pain than the other Japanese.
The number of Japanese on the first floor was the highest.
There were more than 40 people.
Shen Yue had only killed 13 of them after two rounds of attacks.
There were more than 30 Japanese in the turret.
But at this time, the Japanese major was dead, and the rats had no leader. Moreover, the situation in the bubble house had become a place of death.
" Ah, the devil, the devil…"
One of the Japanese was so frightened that he ran outside.
The rest of the Japanese were led by the rhythm and all rushed out.
Did that mean that they would be safe once they got out of the turret?
In fact, the Japanese were already in a complete mess. They did not have time to think about which place was safer.
Anyway, leaving the turret was the first thing on his mind.
And this time.
Dozens of Japanese soldiers rushed out of the turret and shouted.
The Imperial Association Army that was firing at the Eighth Route Army outside was stunned?
F * ck, what was going on?
Why did Taijun run out in a huff?
The two battalions of the 203rd Regiment were also dumbfounded.
F * ck, what's going on? Why did the Japanese run out of the turret shouting and shouting?
He didn't even know what was going on.
Both the Imperial Association Army and the Eighth Route Army were completely clueless.
"What…what happened to the Taijun?"
The captain of the Imperial Association Army ran up to him.
"Devil! Demons!"
The Japanese shouted. They were completely frightened and ran behind the sandbags to hide.
Fortunately, he didn't completely lose his mind and ran towards the cannon fire.
At the high ground one kilometer away, Shen Yue smiled as she watched this scene.
While the Japanese were running around, he was not in a hurry to shoot. Instead, he took a break.
If he was willing to shoot, even when the Japanese were running, Shen Yue's hit rate on moving targets was very high.
However, he was not in a hurry.
He had enough time to play with these Japanese.
There were two battalions of more than 600 soldiers of the Eighth Route Army outside. The Japanese had nowhere to run.
"What's going on? Why did the Taijun run out and look very afraid?”
"You ask me, who should I ask? I don't understand the situation either.”
The soldiers of the Imperial Association whispered among themselves.
The Eighth Route Army was not any better. They were also muttering…
"What's going on? Why did the Japanese run out of the turret and look like they had seen a ghost?”
"I don't know. I don't understand!"
"What the hell? Are the Japanese crazy?”
" Erm... I guess a snake ran into the turret..."
"Goudan's snake? Why would a fully-armed Japanese make a snake?”
"Oh…Then what do you think happened?”
" I don't know, but it's not a snake. Your idea is too ridiculous…"
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