Anti-Japanese sniper action

Chapter 595 The old fisherman
Zhao Zilong saw those ghosts looking around, he wanted to shoot and kill them, but after thinking about it, he finally put away his guns, followed another ditch, and evacuated at a faster speed.

At this moment, I didn't mistake the code to kill more devils.There will be many opportunities to kill devils in the future.

After sneaking for more than 200 meters, Zhao Zilong came to a weed bush taller than a person. Sensing that the devils were still far away, he crawled out of the ditch, bent over and ran towards the river.

However, he had only run 600 meters when he heard gunshots and devils shouting from behind.

He frowned, and turned around to see a group of devils chasing after him.

Zhao Zilong didn't like fighting anymore, so he had to speed up.

When he came to the river, he saw a small fishing boat docked on the bank.

In fact, this cannot be said to be a ship at all, that is, the scale of a flat boat.

When Zhao Zilong ran to the fishing boat, the wrinkled old fisherman saw that his body was covered with straw, and looked in the direction the other party came from. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Young man, did you escape from the city?" from?"

"Yes." Zhao Zilong nodded.

Hearing the gunshots in the distance, the old fisherman said with a strong Huai accent: "Come on, young man. Once you get on the uncle's boat, the devils will not be able to catch you."

Zhao Zilong was a little moved when he heard that, but when he turned his head and saw the group of devils, his heart calmed down, and he immediately said: "Master, if you want to save me, leave me alone, row the boat by yourself, and get out of here quickly. "

"No way," the old man turned his head and patted his bony body, and said loudly, "I'm 67 or [-] years old, and I won't live in a few days. Your body is strong, so you can kill a few more devils for my uncle."

"No." Zhao Zilong's face darkened, he waved his hands vigorously, telling the uncle to leave quickly, "Master, if you don't leave, the devil will surround us both instead."

At this time, the team of devils had spotted the fishing boat and began to speed up.

And on the other side of the city tower, another truckload of little devils drove up, all of them armed with live ammunition and full of murderous intent.

Seeing that Zhao Zilong was determined not to board the boat, the old fisherman finally had to leave. However, he rowed the boat slowly and hummed a little song unconsciously.

Seeing that the other party wanted to attract devils, Zhao Zilong couldn't help but frowned again.

After looking around, he quickly ran to hide behind a mound of weeds.

In less than 5 minutes, the devil caught up with the fisherman.

At this time, their straight-line distance was at least six to seventy meters.Zhao Zilong couldn't help sighing when he saw it, and touched his underwear pocket.

The bullets there are all polished. 50 meters is no longer the limit of shooting accuracy.

He loaded the bullet into the anti-gilt Colt.With this gun, he has shot and killed thirty or forty devils since he came to Xuzhou.

Zhao Zilong clenched his gun tightly and aimed the muzzle at the three devils who were walking towards the fisherman in the distance.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through his mind: the original silencer on the pistol fell off at some point.

Looking around, he quickly found a thick leaf of aquatic plants, dipped it in water, and wrapped it around the gun barrel.

Those three devils should have been on the same sidecar motorcycle.They were in a group, and a devil who looked like a sergeant was yelling, beckoning the old fisherman to stop the boat for inspection.

The old fisherman turned his head and said he didn't understand.The devils continued to blah blah blah, and the uncle was still moving forward.

The devils immediately pulled the bolt of the gun with a clatter, and one of the devils cursed: "Baga! If you don't stop the boat, you will die!"

Seeing the old fisherman smiling, the devil got angry and immediately raised his gun at the old man.

There was a bang, not very loud.

But it wasn't the devil who fired the gun. The devil who raised the gun was directly knocked down.

This is Zhao Zilong's shot.

Before the other two devils could react, he quickly fired two more shots, killing all three devils in just a few breaths.

However, although the voice here is not loud, the movement is not small.

As soon as the sound was fired here, another five or six devils ran over.

What's funny is that the last one was still holding up his pants because of diarrhea.

Zhao Zilong fired again, and the remaining three bullets hit the chest of the first one, the throat of the second one and the crotch of the third one respectively.

The remaining devils immediately shouted loudly, and they pulled the bolts of their guns one after another, charging towards this side.

Zhao Zilong was so overwhelmed by the flying bullets that he couldn't lift his head.

Suddenly, on the tower in the distance, the devil's horn sounded.

Although the sound of the horn was a bit unpleasant and strange, Zhao Zilong could tell that it was not the intention of attacking.

When the devils heard this, they immediately stood still.

It turned out that this was the devil's collection number.

There were eight or nine devils left, and they stood up in the field.

On the other side of the tower, there was a sudden movement.

boom!
When Zhao Zilong heard this, his expression changed drastically, and he immediately yelled towards the riverside: "Master, jump off the boat!"

However, even though his voice was heard by the old fisherman, the old fisherman still looked over with a smile.

There was no fear in the old fisherman's eyes.

Boom!

A shell exploded near the fishing boat, instantly overturning the fishing boat.

As the gunpowder smoke dissipated, the water splashed down, and something that looked like a dead tree jumped up.

When Zhao Zilong saw it, he felt a twinge of pain in his heart.

His face turned cold, he stopped hiding, stood up directly, and aimed at the eight or nine devils in the distance, shooting and killing them one by one with the lingering sound of the shell explosion.

blah blah blah...

Those eight or nine devils thought they were hit by their own shrapnel, and fell to the ground one by one.

However, because of Zhao Zilong's shooting, he was hit by a shell.

Fortunately, he had already sensed it, and when the shells sounded, he swooped forward, and the shells exploded through a ditch.

A small piece of shrapnel hit Zhao Zilong's calf, but luckily it was only a skin trauma.

He stood up and immediately ran to the nearest sidecar motorcycle.

Then, when the third shell roared, Zhao Zilong drove the car down the ditch.

Since it is near the capital, what is to be done is a model project, so the ditches here are paved with cement.

Zhao Zilong started the sidecar motorcycle directly in the ditch.

At this time, a group of devils poured out from the city gate, but they had no motorcycles for a while, so they had to drive big trucks.But the truck drove slowly on this rugged mountain road, so Zhao Zilong took advantage and quickly ran to a dense forest.

He dropped the motorcycle under a bridge and let it free fall.

By the time the motorcycle was scrapped, he had rushed into the woods.

However, when Zhao Zilong had only run tens of meters, he saw a notice board erected there.

(End of this chapter)