The atmosphere was very tense!
The Japanese team was on full alert. They hunched their bodies and were alert for any signs of movement around them…
Five seconds passed, ten seconds passed…
However, nothing happened, and there was no more movement.
The captain of the squad, Takeda Ichiki, heaved a sigh of relief and ordered a Japanese soldier,"Go and take a look. What's the situation?”
"Hey!"
The Japanese soldier replied and ran to the dead Japanese soldier to take a look.
His expression became even more terrified. He turned to look at Takeda Ichiki and said hurriedly,"Captain, they were all shot between the eyebrows…"
"All of them were shot between the eyebrows?"
Takeda Ichiki's body stiffened, and beads of sweat immediately dripped down his forehead.
He instantly realized that the person who ambushed them was a sharpshooter.
In this era of war, the terror of a sharpshooter was deeply rooted in everyone's hearts.
At this moment.
"Captain, there's one more thing. We didn't hear any gunshots at all.”
One sentence.
Instantly.
The atmosphere became even more tense.
Many of the Japanese even stopped breathing.
That's right.
There were no gunshots at all, but now, more than ten of them had been shot dead.
He was shot to death silently. What was going on?
This was completely beyond their understanding.
Everyone looked at each other. Their expressions became even uglier and their fear increased.
Almost immediately, they thought of a problem. It was the rumored…ghost in China!
This was the only explanation for the strange situation.
What a ghost!
Did he see a ghost in broad daylight?
After a while.
All the Japanese's eyes were on Takeda Ichiki.
Takeda Ichiki's expression was not any better. His brows were deeply furrowed, and his expression was as ugly as it could be.
Although he had heard many legends after coming to China, he did not believe in ghosts and gods.
However, the problem was, what was going on? How could he explain it?
There was more.
He looked around carefully, but he didn't find anything. He didn't see a single person.
Strange!
It was too strange!
……
Li Yunlong from the hilltop.
Looking at this scene through the binoculars and seeing the cowardly look on the Japanese's face, he grinned from ear to ear.
Although he did not understand what was going on, he was happy to see that the Japanese were so afraid of being defeated.
"Motherf * cker, little Japanese, aren't you very arrogant?”
After observing for a while, he turned the binoculars and began to carefully observe the surrounding situation.
He was very puzzled. With his current height, there was no blind spot. Why couldn't he find the person who fired?
What the hell was going on? Did he really see a ghost in broad daylight?
Lin Dong rested for a while and looked at the funny faces of the Japanese team, feeling even happier.
He did not plan to continue playing. After taking care of these bastards, he continued to increase his proficiency in spear techniques.
Although he was already very impressive now, people had to have a little ambition. It was still good to be more impressive.
He quickly used the XM109 sniper rifle, locked onto a Japanese, and pulled the trigger!
He did not choose the Japanese leader. There was no need to capture the thief or the king. He left this guy for the last time and let him experience what despair was like!
What was powerlessness?
The Japanese soldier whose head was instantly blown up froze. His eyes were unfocused, and his body slowly fell…
"Baka!"
"Baka!"
Cries of alarm rang out. This time, the other Japanese people noticed the situation immediately.
All of them seemed to have gone crazy as they quickly turned their guns around, trying to find the person who fired the gun. However, the look on their faces was even more obvious.
"Baka!"
Takeda Ichiki cursed even more. The commanding sword in his hand was in a defensive position as he spun around in circles to find his opponent's location...
However, it was futile. Just like before, he did not notice anything.
There were no gunshots, so there was no way to lock onto where the other party was hiding.
Sniper?
At this moment, Takeda Ichiki's pupils constricted as he thought of something.
Only a sniper rifle could be equipped with a silencer without making a sound.
However…
Based on his understanding of the 8th Route, their outdated weapons and equipment could not possibly be sniper rifles.
Even in their empire, the number of sniper rifles and snipers was pitifully small.
It was already good enough for the 8th Route to have a Type 38 rifle that they had seized from them. Most of the 8th Route were only made in Hanyang.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have been called the Eight Paths of Earth.
He thought of this.
Takeda Izuki instantly felt his hair stand on end and his scalp go numb.
As a squad leader, he had never seen the horror of a sniper, but he had heard of them. They were simply existences that were like killing gods.
The shooting was accurate, silent, and good at hiding!
Thinking of this, he shouted even more anxiously,"Baka, Baka, lie down, all of you lie down!”
There was no cover here. The only thing they could do was to lie down and reduce the area they were hit. Otherwise, they would be living targets if they stood.
The Japanese soldiers also realized the seriousness of the situation.
The first thing they did was to lie down on the ground and look around vigilantly, hoping to find the person who fired the shot.
Only in this way could they counterattack, or in other words, how to effectively avoid attacks.
The Japanese had a good plan, but it was useless.
The Japanese crawled down, and Lin Dong couldn't lock onto his forehead anymore, so he just aimed at the helmet.
The penetrating power of the XM109 sniper rifle could easily penetrate a 5 mm thick steel plate.
The Japanese's steel helmets could not withstand the attack at all.
Of course.
This also meant that he had to shoot accurately.
The arc of the steel helmet would bounce off if it was not hit by a bullet at a 90-degree angle. Other than the hardness of the steel helmet, it also had a very good defense.
If the bullet was slightly off, it would be deflected!
However, with Lin Dong's current marksmanship proficiency, Silk didn't need to worry about that.
Deviation was impossible.
The bullet that flew over hit the Japanese soldier's helmet and directly pierced through it. There was no obstruction at all. The bullet penetrated deep into the brain tissue and stirred it into a mess.
The Japanese soldier didn't even move before he died.
One could only see blood flowing out of the holes in the helmet…
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