In the small farmhouse.
The old man and the old woman had been beaten to death and were lying on the ground in a strange position.
The ghost tied the husband to the persimmon tree and pressed the young wife onto the table, deliberately letting the husband watch.
No man could endure such humiliation.
However, her husband was tied up and could not move at all. He could only curse, cry, be helpless, and despair...
He wished his saliva could become a sharp blade and stab the laughing ghost into a hornet's nest.
Unfortunately, his struggle was futile.
The more he scolded, the more excited the Japanese became. It could be seen how perverted they were.
How could a wife be a match for the Japanese?
She tried her best to resist, but in the end, she only attracted the wild beasts to attack even more crazily.
" Ah!!!!"
"Bastard!"
At this moment, a bullet filled with hatred shot towards the Japanese.
"Bang!"
However, he missed. The bullet smashed a hole the size of a head in the mud wall.
The ghost turned his head and looked. Wasn't this too f * cking terrifying?!
"Sniper!"
The devils in the early days of the war were all experienced veterans. They immediately discovered the problem.
He shouted and immediately rolled to the corner to find cover.
The woman was released by the beast and rushed into the house and left through the back door.
The Japanese wanted to capture him, but they didn't dare to show themselves.
Sniper?
The higher-ups had just reported that a team had been killed by a mysterious person. Could it be this team today?
The ghost was a little excited, but also a little afraid.
They were excited because they had accidentally discovered the traces of this opponent. The higher-ups would reward them.
What they were afraid of was that if the other party was really that powerful, would they really be able to escape?
As soon as this thought passed through his mind, the Japanese man felt relieved.
"Haha, everyone, don't be afraid!"
"His spear technique is only so-so!"
The shot that landed on the wall made him think that Yang Chen's marksmanship was not good enough.
He was much more relieved and shouted to exchange information with his companions.
Soon, these ten or so Japanese soldiers immediately split into three groups, planning to outflank them.
On the hillside, Xiao Ya was panting heavily.
She had closed her eyes when she pulled the trigger.
Now that she thought about it, she was a little scared. Fortunately, she did not hit the sister.
"Again."
The recoil of this gun was not big, and Xiao Ya could withstand it. Yang Chen encouraged her,
"After the first time, you'll get used to it.”
"Do you see that? The Japanese are coming in our direction. If you don't shoot, it'll be their turn to shoot us.”
This sense of urgency made Xiao Ya nervous.
This was a battlefield. It was either you die or I die. Mercy to the enemy was cruelty to oneself.
No more pretentious!
Xiao Ya followed Chen Yang's instructions and aimed again. The ghost's head was very clear in the 8x scope.
"Bang!"
The bullet grazed the Japanese's arm.
"You've improved. Again!"
The Japanese were hiding. Yang Chen told Xiao Ya," I'll force them out. You can attack them when you see them."”
As he spoke, he changed direction and moved quickly.
"Bang!"
He fired and the ghost fell to the ground.
When the others realized that there were snipers in both directions, they were so scared that they immediately found cover again.
This gave Xiao Ya a chance. She had been staring at the place where one of the Japanese was hiding.
Seeing him move, she immediately pulled the trigger.”
He still missed.
She started to get anxious.
Now, she didn't have the burden of killing people at all. All her attention was on how to hit the Japanese.
"Bang!"
This time, she saw a watermelon explode.
She lowered her head and panted. She needed to get used to it.
She thought of Zhou Weiguo. As soldiers, they had to face such bloody scenes every day, right?
Would there be enemies like her now, hiding in the dark and quietly killing Zhou Weiguo and the other officers?
With that thought, she immediately raised her head and devoted herself to it.
If she killed one more Japanese, Weiguo and the others would have one less opponent. She had to share some of the burden for Weiguo and her compatriots!
Once she figured it out, Xiao Ya's state was different.
Don't look at how she was born into a wealthy family and had always looked like a daughter of a wealthy family.
However, she had some talent in shooting.
At this time, Yang Chen had already shot one of them, leaving only two of them.
"Xiao Ya, I'll leave these two to you."
Yang Chen's voice came from the earpiece. This voice gave Xiao Ya a sense of security.
"Alright."
She locked onto the target and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
The devil fell.
The last remaining Japanese was also scared silly. He ran away.
But how could he outrun a bullet?
"Bang!" He also fell.
"Not bad!"
Yang Chen praised Xiao Ya." You hit so accurately on your first try. You're even better than me?”
"Really?"
Everyone liked to hear praise, especially for those who had just entered a certain industry. It was always very happy to be recognized by an expert.
Xiao Ya was very happy. She said to Yang Chen through the earpiece,
"Thank you…Brother Chen."
Yang Chen was also very happy that Xiao Ya could take this step.
In the future, he would have one more comrade.
But now, he was even happier because of the system's announcement:
Ding!
Xiao Ya killed 3 Japanese soldiers and obtained 1200 points.
Not bad, not bad. Using the weapons provided by Yang Chen to kill enemies could also earn points.
This point was considered to have been verified.
Then, he could officially go offline.
Damn it, why does it feel a little…legendary?| The smell of selling?
"Xiao Ya, hurry up and change places. The other group of Japanese is still two miles away!”
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