9. Red Scarf Female Warrior
"Oh my god, that comrade with the strange gun was shot down by the American reconnaissance plane!!”
"Which company is this from? Isn't he too f * cking fierce?"
"Sharpshooter! This is too f * cking satisfying. Let's see if you bastards still dare to fly around.”
"That's the commander of the 7th Company, Wu Qianli. I think he's from the 7th Company.”
"Pinghe? Seventh Company had a sharpshooter called Ping He. Was that person Seventh Company's Ping He?”
For a moment, the entire station was filled with cheers.
The soldiers waved their arms excitedly, taking off their military hats and waving them crazily at Ye Qing and Wu Qianli.
It was too satisfying!
Really, this was too fucking satisfying!
This group of American soldiers, relying on the fact that the volunteer army did not have anti-air firepower, flaunted their might in the sky every day.
Let's see if they dare to fly so low now.
The red-scarf female warrior was also stunned.
So…So, this soldier climbed so high to observe the enemy?
Such accurate marksmanship!
The one-armed stationmaster also waved his fist hard, venting his anger.
Recently, the American reconnaissance planes and fighter jets had been coming to harass them, killing countless soldiers.
Damn it, it was too comfortable.
"Hurry up and see which carriage those two brats are going into. Hurry up and throw the cotton military uniforms onto it.”
The one-armed commander ordered.
The logistics soldiers at the station picked up their cotton clothes and ran towards the carriage that Wu Qianli and Ye Qing had boarded.
After cheering for a while, the soldiers scrambled into the carriage.
The US military reconnaissance planes had already detected the enemy's situation. Soon, there would be the God of Death, which was the US military bomber, coming to bomb.
The volunteer army had to seize the time and leave immediately.
Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Amidst the cheers of the soldiers, the entire station was in chaos. The companies scrambled to jump onto the train that had already started.
Ye Qing and Wu Qianli also jumped into the carriage.
There was no time to celebrate.
Wu Qianli looked around and shouted.
"Is everyone here? The platoons quickly counted the number of people to see if there were any missing people.”
"All in a row!"
"Second Platoon is here!"
"Third Platoon is here!"
Upon hearing that they were all connected, Wu Qianli heaved a sigh of relief.
Wu Qianli's solemn expression disappeared. Just as he was about to smile and say a few words to Ye Qing, a soldier suddenly shouted.
"Company commander, look outside."
The soldiers of the Seventh Company all looked towards the back of the carriage.
The one-armed station chief was carrying a large bag of cotton clothes and chasing after them. There were also many soldiers carrying large and small bags, chasing after the train with all their might.
Among them, the female warrior wearing a red scarf was particularly eye-catching.
"Wait a minute, put on the cotton clothes."
"Wait, take the cotton clothes. If we enter the court, we will freeze to death without fighting.”
"A bunch of unripe melons from the south, quickly catch them.”
The people behind the train were shouting.
Fortunately, the train had just started and was not fast. Otherwise, it would be a waste of physical strength.
However, even though this group of people was getting closer and closer to the carriages of the Seventh Company, the soldiers of the Seventh Company, who were afraid of accidents, still shouted to stop chasing.
Fortunately, the one-armed stationmaster and the others still caught up.
The large and small bags of cotton clothes were thrown into the carriage. The soldiers of the Seventh Company caught them and threw them into the carriage.
At this moment, the female warrior wearing a red scarf was sizing up the carriage.
It seemed like he was looking for something.
When she saw the familiar figure at the end of the carriage, she took off her red scarf and ran with all her might.
"My name is Su Wanyu, a broadcaster at Ji 'an Station. You must come back alive.”
Su Wanyu did not know why.
She stared at Ye Qing as if she wanted to carve his face into her mind.
Su Wanyu threw it forcefully.
In Ye Qing's hand, there was a red scarf that was still warm.
The figure chasing the train was getting further and further away.
Until it disappeared.
"Oh ~~~ Our sniper not only shot down the reconnaissance plane, but also took the female warrior's heart.”
Yu Congrong immediately started to jeer.
The car exploded with jeers, and everyone was envious of Ye Qing.
"Ye Qing, did you just shoot down the American reconnaissance plane with this thing in your hand?”
Mei Sheng walked over.
Staring at the exaggeratedly shaped gun in Ye Qing's arms, Mei Sheng was stunned.
What kind of gun was this?
When the instructor said this, the surrounding soldiers all gathered around.
He looked left and right.
No one could tell why.
"Instructor, is this a scope? The scope was longer than half a rifle.”
Ping He didn't approach.
Although he wanted to touch it, he still tightened his grip on the rifle.
Thunderlord was a shrewd man.
She patted Ping He's shoulder and whispered," Are you envious? I'll get one for you when we get to the American military camp.”
Ping He shook his head.
He patted the rifle in his hand.
"It's all the same. This thing kills American soldiers, one shot per person.”
Thunderlord grinned.
"Well said. Let's go change into cotton clothes. I'm freezing to death.”
This time, the soldiers of the Seventh Company finally understood what a sniper was.
Good fellow!
From 600 to 700 meters away, he shot down the American reconnaissance plane with one shot. He was even more sharpshooter than a sharpshooter.
Ye Qing could be considered to have gained a firm foothold in the Seventh Cross Company.
He could be considered to have become famous in one battle.
"Brother, you've done a great job. You're really f * cking accurate.”
After Wu Qian Li instructed everyone to change into their cotton clothes, he came to Ye Qing's side.
"You've given our Seventh Company a good sign. Instructor, report to the higher-ups later that our Seventh Company has destroyed an enemy plane.”
"I was just about to write a report.”
Mei Sheng replied.
"How many bullets do you have left?”
Wu Qianli rubbed his hands, feeling a little excited.
"There are still more than 40 rounds left. After entering Korea, the US military should have enough ammunition.”Ye Qing said after some thought.
"That's great. From now on, you'll just focus on hitting American planes. I'll see if they still dare to fly above my head.”
While Wu Qianli was talking, Yu Congrong, who had already changed into his cotton clothes, came over.
"Company commander, our platoon is short of a sharpshooter. Why don't you assign Ye Qing to our platoon?”
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