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Chapter 150 Five Arisaka Bullets

If it wasn't for the sound, Nalan Xinghui and the others wouldn't have recognized Yan Zhi in a white coat and strange glasses.

Seeing Major Yan appearing with a gun, everyone was refreshed.

Major Yan is now the backbone of everyone in the Chinese team.

Yan Zhi's left hand was as steady as a rock, holding the [-] cover, and he pulled the trigger with his right hand.

"Snapped!"

A devil's head shook violently, and a 50×6.5mm Arisaka bullet made a hole in his forehead, and a bewitching blood shot out from the back of his head in an instant, and he fell backward like an electric shock.

Yan Zhi succeeded with one shot, and continued to move to the left without stopping.

A little devil with a tanned face and a pig's head raised his gun and aimed at Wu Zhonghua, who was limping.

"Snapped!"

Yan Zhi pulled the trigger a second earlier than this little devil with a purple liver complexion, and an Arisaka bomb made a soul-stirring whistling sound, piercing through the middle of the pig's brow, and exploded red in the back of his head. , white, red and white irregular liquid, sprayed in the golden sand.

Wu Zhonghua gritted his teeth, his left leg was limping, and the blood flowed continuously, dripping on the yellow sand, leaving red marks like raindrops.

Nalan Xinghui grabbed Wu Zhonghua's left wrist and put it on her shoulder, and helped him walk towards the exit, shooting a row of bullets from time to time to suppress the devils behind him.

As Yan Zhi continued to move to the left, he held the gun with his left hand, pulled the bolt with his right hand, and pulled the trigger. He did it within 0.5 seconds. He didn't need to aim at all, just relying on his feeling. open.

"Snapped!"

The brutal impact force almost knocked off half of the little devil's head, and he flew backwards a meter away and fell on the sandy ground, holding the Sanba Dagai tightly in his hands.

These three bullets opened three heads and frightened the remaining five little devils on the spot.

These three shots were fired in the blink of an eye, but the aim and power were extremely brutal.

Murder and kill!
The bullets of the little devil's [-] big cover and the [-]-style sniper rifle can be used in common. When the Japanese designed these two guns, they considered using the same type of bullets to save resources.

The ghost soldiers are most afraid of encountering gunmen with crosshairs on the battlefield, although there are very few gunmen with crosshairs in the Chinese army.

And the marksmanship of this gunman wearing the imperial military medical uniform is not just as simple as having a front sight.

The remaining five little devils saw that all three of their companions had been shot in the head and died, and knowing that they had met the opponent's ruthless, accurate, and sharp marksmanship, they were terrified, and hurriedly lay down on the sand surface together.

Bushido spirit is certainly necessary, but it is not as important as life.

Because it was too hot in the desert, none of the devils wore steel helmets. Three heads were almost blown off by bullets. Plasma was still gushing out from the wounds. The devil was terrified.

"Snapped!"

Another slug flicked away the heat wave, and pierced through the eyebrows of a lying down kid.

"Oh!"

The upper half of the little devil's head was completely torn off by the bullet, and the blood plasma and gray brains gushing out were scorching hot on the face of another little devil next to him, so frightened that the little devil quickly threw away the gun in his hand, With a yell, he wiped the hot, salty, fishy and sticky mixture on his face.

This marksmanship is too terrifying!

"Snapped!"

The gunshot in Yan Zhi's hand rang again, and the last bullet in the gun chamber penetrated the palms of the face-smearing kid and shot directly into his throat, causing his upper body to fall back and his knees to kneel in the sand , the body swung back and forth a few times and did not fall down, but kept that posture with his face up to the sky, blood spurted out from the front and back of his neck, and the bullet blasted a big hole in his neck, bloody and bloody.

Of the eight devils, five of them were blasted to death while breathing, and one was more miserable than the other, and the remaining three lay on the sand surface, desperately digging their faces into the sand.Although they were in a daze, they could hear that the bullets in the chamber of the murderer's gun had run out. Even so, they stuck their heads in the sand and remained motionless. They knew that with the opponent's method, they had no chance to shoot at all. Even if you have the opportunity to shoot, you can't hit the opponent.The opponent just wants to run, as long as they don't stand up, take a gun, or chase after them, the opponent doesn't care about taking their lives.

But Yan Zhi didn't think so.After finishing the five bullets, he did not change the magazine, but threw a 48-petal bullet at the three little devils lying motionless on the ground.

Draw an arc and throw it away.

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After the three little devils silently counted three times, sure enough, they did not hear the sound of the other party changing magazines, and both the Chinese and the Americans stopped shooting. Just when they were overjoyed and thought that a small life had been recovered, they heard With a "poof", something was thrown in front of their heads.

The three little devils raised their heads almost at the same time, and saw a 48 petals that were more than half of the projectile drilled in the sand, smoking...

……

"Wu Zhonghua, gun!"

As soon as Yan Zhi finished speaking, he shot the three-eighth cap straight at a camel.

"Pfft!" Sanba Dagai's gun head went straight into the camel's head, and the huge camel crashed to the ground. Matt Baker's eyes widened as he saw it, and he even said how it was impossible.

Yan Zhi said sorry to the dead Luo Tuo, and reached out to grab the Type [-] sniper rifle thrown by Wu Zhonghua.

"Xinghui, the four of you each ride a camel, and then kill all the remaining camels to prevent the devils from chasing them. Let's chase forward together, attack back and forth with the brothers in the bunker, and kill more than 40 camels in the desert. Get rid of all the devils."

While Yan Zhi was speaking, he flew onto the back of a camel.

"Oh!"

After Yan Zhi screamed, he couldn't help cursing "Fuck" again, then raised his head with a grin, and saw Nalan Xinghui's questioning eyes.

Yan Zhi frowned and tried to endure the pain, it was so painful!Riding a camel for the first time, almost smashed Dandan in front of his fiancée, which was too embarrassing.

Seven or eight seconds later, seeing everyone on the camels, Yan Zhi glanced at his watch, his face changed: "Hurry up, hurry up, go away, there are more than two minutes left, the time bomb is about to explode, and the entire ammunition depot exploded." Its power is comparable to that of a small nuclear bomb, and with its huge explosive force, it will fly into the sky with the remaining little devils along with the blueprint of the atomic bomb."

As Yan Zhi said, he raised the butt of the gun, and slammed the camel's buttocks fiercely. The camel felt the pain, and immediately rushed forward like a madman.

Seeing the camel running in pain, Yan Zhi felt a little more balanced.I don't blame you for the light pain, but I blame you.

"Da da da..." Matt Baker and Eva opened fire with Thomson in their hands, killing all the remaining dozen camels.

Although the desert camels are innocent, leaving them alone leaves a tool for the devils to pursue.

"Let's go!"

As Wu Zhonghua said, he threw two 48 petals at the entrance, and then urged the camel to follow Ava, Matt Baker, Nalan Xinghui, and Yan Zhi, and ran away.

"Boom...boom..."

The two 48-petal bombs exploded five seconds later, blasting the yellow sand into a semicircular radiation circle with lethality, scaring the devils who came after them to lie on the ground, daring not to move.

Yan Zhi pushed the camel forward.

There is not even a trace of wind in the desert. The scorching sun is like a big oven, covering the whole desert. The hot dry air rushes out waves of heat, almost turning the golden sands into fiery red. There is no limit to all sides.

The yellow sand is long,

blue sky and white clouds,

The sun is like fire.

Although there was no wind in the desert, the yellow sand in front of Yan Zhi was still rolling and rolling. The little devil's camels lined up in a triangular formation and ran forward at a leisurely pace, bringing up sand clouds under their feet.

In front of more than 40 camels, nearly a hundred captives captured by the devils were running like flying. They were all in good shape, and their running speed was not inferior to that of camels. They seemed to only follow a straight line and head straight north. run away.

The more than 40 little devils didn't notice at all, and Yan Zhi and the others followed them four to five hundred meters away.

After a while, the nearly 1 captives running at the front were only a few hundred meters away from the No. [-] bunker.

(End of this chapter)