Sun Hunter

Sly patted the Snow Forest's head and carefully observed the movement in the distance with a telescope. Although the snow was much smaller, it was still dancing their white body.

There is still no movement in the distance, but it is clear that someone must be approaching them. He made a gesture with everyone, meaning to tell everyone to see it clearly, and use his gunshot to order.

Staring ahead and waiting.

After a while, I finally found out that a team of people in white, white trousers and white hats, marching in the snow, and the travel speed is not very fast, but it is relatively scattered. It is difficult to find it for a while.

Devil's special attack team, indifferently thinking that other people did not have such good equipment. The indifference made another gesture. The players knew that there were enemies who came, and the guns were gently rolled.

Far, the team members are also used to the communication of this gesture.

The team of white people walked over to them. At first glance, they were not ordinary soldiers. They still maintained a high degree of vigilance during the march.

Light machine gun, eight sniper, the others are equipped with a clear German submachine gun. The devil does not mean to use their crooked handle machine gun.

"Finally let Lao Tzu wait for you, NND equipment is not bad." I said indifferently. He made a gesture again.

Objectives. The team members will be clear at a glance that the preferred goals that they have taught them to teach them are officers, machine gunmen, sniper. The order is lined up according to the enemy.

, Avoid one goal of many people.

People in white are getting closer and closer to them. They and they did not expect that in this snowy mountain forest, they would ambush a team of the Eighth Route Army. They thought that Daxue just covered their footprints and figures.

That's why they chose to pass here during the day. Two hundred meters, 100 meters, eighty meters ... I was indifferent. He was aiming at a machine gunner, because the devil's costumes were the same, and the average speed was moving.

It is difficult to argue that the head is the head. But it is definitely a devil. A devil with a machine gun fell on his back and his brow was penetrated. Then four sniper rifles and machine guns, the submachine gun also sounded almost at the same time, and the devil fell into eight instantly.

Nine, the white snow was immediately stained with blood. But after all, this team of devils were well -trained, and they immediately broke up after the tree.

The submachine gun firepower is still fierce.

The bullets leaked on the mountain. The goal was mostly Zhao Kunming's machine gun position. Zhao Kunming, who was pressed for a while, couldn't raise his head, but gave the snipers a chance. They were shot in a round.

The second time made the devils more careful, and the sound of fighting was much smaller, but the sniper of the devil also entered the position and began to fight back. A team member was hit by the head of the head and died.

"Be careful of sniper, have the opportunity to kill them first, Zhao Kunming pays attention to the suppression of machine guns." However, although they indifferent their advantages of geographical geography, the devils to occupy the advantages of clothing, and then find a devil after avoiding it.

Increases the difficulty of sniper.

Seeing the comrades around him falling down, Zhao Kunming was boiling for a while. He raised the machine gun and swept the sniper position.

After changing the position, aiming at the position of the ghost sniper quickly, a devil sniper also showed half of his body and aimed at the indifference side, but when he saw the indifference gun, the gun was rang, and their eyes seemed to be in hand.

The sight made a look at. The bullet penetrated his steel helmet and shot into his brain. He fell backwards.

I was so indifferent to find the next devil, but she hit Zhao Kunming's chest accurately. He trembled throughout his body, but the machine gun in his hand still didn't stop. And there was another submachine gun bullet that shot into his body.

Zhao Kunming's whole person fell backwards.

"Zhao Kunming," I hurriedly rolled at him indifferently and asked anxiously holding his body.

"Kunming, how are you doing, hurt that,"

"Dog Day, really accurate," Zhao Kunming coughed violently, and blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

"Yang Siyuan, come over." I didn't finish the indifferent. Yang Siyuan had crawled over. He also served as a sanctuary of the wolf soul. Because he liked the profession of a doctor. The wolf soul was just a healthy man, so he went to the health team to study for treatment.

Yang Siyuan quickly opened the first aid package, teared the clothes newspaper of Zhao Kunming, and the veil was poured on the wound and pressed on the wound.

"I, I'm fine, Captain, don't care about me, the little devil who hit the dog day." Zhao Kunming said with a painful smile on his face.

"Don't talk. You will be fine." Said indifferently.

"Beat .. Devil, Captain." Zhao Kunming still said.

"Grandma grass," indifferently put down Zhao Kunming, rolled the gun and rolled into the position, aiming at a devil raised the gun, and the angry bullet split his cheeks, the devil fell back his face. When he found the goal again, he found the devil.

It's gone. Beiyuan Zhongying led the team to quickly leave the battlefield.

Kitahara knew that it was not his battlefield here. The distance from the 385th regiment was very close to the 385th regiment. He heard that the gun sound of the gun would rush over to reinforce. He saw the strength of the opponent.

The ability is also in a very unfavorable terrain. It is likely that the whole army is overwhelming. So he waited for the sound of gunfire and immediately issued a instruction of the team's evacuation.

Xue also helped him, their figures quickly disappeared into the jungle. This time, he has made him a big fire. He wanted to borrow this heavy snowy weather to attack the Eighth Route Army Department. The first was Yamada Hongda.

He could set up the prestige of the special attack team in Licheng. I did not expect that his own Ruyi abacus was wrong, and was ambushed by the Eighth Route Army. Instead, he left the eighteen corpses and fled.

"Captain, chase, report to Kunming." Li Erbao called.

When I waved my hands indifferently, I quickly got up and walked towards Zhao Kunming. The players all gathered around.

"Si Yuan, how about Kunming."

"The lungs were hit," Yang Siyuan said sadly.

Zhao Kunming coughed a few times, and the pink foam color rolled out of his mouth.

"Captain, I am the native of Baoding, Hebei, me, our village is Zhao Wangzhuang, Baoding goes (he has coughed a few more times) ... Fifty miles in the west, there are no old ladies and a sister. Captain, you, you want to help you help

I take care of them. "He coughed in a row.

"Kunming, you will be fine. Come, make up the shelf, lift him back." The indifferent roared, Li Erbao and a team member quickly left.

"Captain, you, you want to promise me. I, I'm afraid I can't kill the devil with you."

"Kunming, hold on, we will return to the camp soon, Captain Wang will cure you."

"You promise me" Zhao Kunming grabbed his indifferent hand and stared at the indifference. He was doing his last strength. He felt indifferently and felt that he grasped his hands.

"I promise you, your old lady is the mother of the wolf soul, your sister is the sister of the wolf soul. I will take care of them."

"Help me ... come, I, I want to look at the direction of my hometown ....

The indifference and Yang Siyuan raised Zhao Kunming. He slowly raised his arms and pointed in front of the east, with a smile on his face.

"There."

A few seconds later, his hand suddenly slammed down, and his head was tilted to the side. The whole person collapsed in the arms of their two.

"Kunming, Kunming, you wake up." Yang Siyuan shouted, they put Zhao Kunming's body, but he didn't open his eyes again. He left and left quietly.

"Ah ..." I screamed indifferently, and the sad voice shook the white snow on the surrounding branches. It was scattered and scattered on the hero. They seemed to send off there.

Dong Tiezhu and another soldier were also injured. Eight figures embraced two temporary lifting shelves, marking in the mountains and forests with grief, leaving their long string of heavy footprints on the thick snow.

Then, then