Chapter 52 The superfluousness of life and the aggrievedness of death

In a narrow valley, two bodies lie on the dry river**. Blood flows out of the wound in the chest, converging into small streams on the ground, and then flowing towards the low-lying places.

They are all members of the 21 sharpshooters, entering the wilderness to fight a life-and-death battle with Japanese snipers.

Originally, they all had the potential to grow into elite snipers, but now they are dead here. War is sometimes so cruel, and often many talents with the potential to grow are strangled in the bud.

"It's really a pity that these Chinese soldiers are of good quality. If it weren't for this war, maybe they could all grow into good snipers." Xishan Hsinchu lies in an inconspicuous rock across the riverbed, with some regret in his heart.

Ten minutes ago, he killed these Chinese sharpshooters, and then he has been lurking here, waiting for the next target.

In the process of fighting with the three sharpshooters, he felt that although the other party was slightly weak in sniper technology, the feeling of shooting was surprisingly good, which made him very envious.

Some people are born with a stronger sense of shooting than ordinary people, which enables them to use less time and energy than others and achieve much higher achievements than others. This is talent, and there is no way to force it.

Xishan Hsinchu believes that if these sharpshooters are handed over to him for training, it won't be too long. Three months is enough to make these people grow into experienced elite snipers.

But the fact is that he can't do this. Not only is it impossible to train them to become talents, but he also kills these geniuses with his own hands and ends their lives.

Who calls them their own enemies and the enemies of the empire? They have to eliminate these potential threats.

"I really hope that the next goal will no longer be such a strangling and sighing goal." Xishan Hsinchu sighed secretly and carefully looked for a new target through the sniper mirror.

Both sides of the river and ditch are quiet. No one can be seen, and no sound can be heard. Only the breeze blows.

Xishan Hsinchu did not relax at all. He and Jiujing were the killers sent by the secret service team to deal with the mysterious sniper. They shoulder important responsibilities and must complete the task.

Liu Chuanjun was very concerned about this task. After reading the information, he thought for a long time before sending the three people out. You should know that the three people are already the best snipers in the secret service team, and they usually serve as sniper instructors in the team.

Fifteen superb snipers were sent, and even three sniper instructors went into battle together. This is the first time in many years. After getting this news, the whole agent team is guessing what kind of opponent needs to be dealt with.

Is it the crazy Sith who defected to China?

Before leaving, Liu Chuan Jun called all three of them to his tent.

After being ordered to come to the Japanese camp outside Phoenix Mountain, Liu Chuanjun stayed in the camp, neither participating in the daily attack of the Japanese army nor intending to leave.

Banjin Zhishu's heart has long been full of doubts and has asked several times, but Liu Chuan Jun always cleverly changed the topic and let him get nothing. After a few times, Ban Jin Zhishu was not bored, allowing Liu Chuan Jun to do whatever he wanted in the camp.

The siege of Jiufeng Mountain is still going on, and there is still no progress, but it is still somewhat effective. At least the popularity of Jiufeng Mountain is a little weaker than at the beginning.

In order to extend the time of the siege and strive to smooth Jiufeng Mountain in one fell swoop, Banjin Zhishu wrote a sincere letter to the headquarters of the Kanto * Army, counting the dangers of the existence of Jiufeng Mountain, hoping that the headquarters can recognize the seriousness of the incident and agree to his request.

I don't know whether his statement is consistent with the judgment of the headquarters, or whether his words make the senior management of the headquarters feel pity. Anyway, the headquarters finally issued a new order, allowing him to extend the siege by one month, up to the end of May.

According to the prediction of the Japanese Army Headquarters, the Battle of the Great Wall will be almost the same by the end of May. At that time, the troops should have occupied the front line of the Rehe River and the Great Wall, and this area will become a key encirclement area.

At that time, the Kwantung Army will transfer a large number of troops to re-defense in this area. At that time, the defense force will be strengthened a lot, and it will be more difficult for Jiufengshan to survive.

Banjin Zhishu is not very interested in anything else. He is now thinking about Jiufeng Mountain. He is determined to take Jiufeng Mountain, and personally cut off the heads of the nine female bandits and submit them to the officers of the headquarters of the Kanto * Army.

In this way, the crisis of Jiufeng Mountain will not be accessible for a while.

However, Chen Feng left a walkie-talkie in Jiufeng Mountain, and two special forces were left in the hidden cave at the foot of the mountain to monitor 24 hours a day. Once the situation changes, he can rush back in time to support Jiufeng Mountain.

According to his estimate, as long as there is no special situation, with the current strength of Jiufeng Mountain, it is more than enough to strive for a few hours. This period of time is enough for Chen Feng to go back and forth.

Chen Feng had a lot of fun in the wilderness sniper battle. For him, the Japanese sniper here happened to respond to the words "many people and guns", which can make him kill happily.

Xishan Hsinchu had been lurking by the ditch for several hours until the sky began to light up, and he did not find a target. He felt that there might not be a goal in a short time.

During the day, it is not easy to hide, so many snipers will choose to lurker on standby instead of foolishly coming out as a target.

"Hmm?"

Just as Xishan Hsinchu grabbed the kettle and was about to drink some water, the corner of his eyes found that there seemed to be a figure in the right front direction, so he hurriedly put down the kettle and put his eyes behind the sniper mirror.

In the sniper mirror, a tall figure appeared. This person walked slowly. He was not as careful as others. Instead, he walked very relaxed and naturally.

"It's really strange. What's wrong with this person? Why does he behave like this?" Xishan Xinzhu saw this man's almost idiotic behavior. Not only was he not happy, but his face was very solemn. His eyes were fixed on the man and wanted to see what was going on.

There is a Chinese saying that "if there is something abnormal, it will be a demon". This person dares to enter the wilderness, which means that he can't be an idiot. Of course, he also knows what this place is.

This carey move is equivalent to declaring to everyone, "I'm here. Come and hit me." That's what fools do.

Xishan Hsinchu first suspected that this was a trap. This person was sent by the other party as bait to lure himself to take the bait, but when he searched around for a long time, he found that there was nothing abnormal, so he had to give up the idea.

As a senior sniper, he can still feel whether the surrounding environment is abnormal. This is an instinct honed in danger for a long time. It is an indescribable but extremely accurate ability.

Since this person is not a bait, what on earth does he want to do? Xishan Hsinchu couldn't figure it out, so he decided not to do it first and observe it.

What surprised him was that the man walked to the ditch and didn't leave. He sat on the bank of the ditch, took off his shoes and began to knock on the sand in his shoes. He didn't realize that he was now in the range of the sniper gun in Xishan Hsinchu.

Xishan Hsinchu's uneasiness was even stronger. He found that the other party was sitting in the best position to be shot by himself. The half of his body was enough to send bullets into his temple with a single shot.

Abnormal, absolutely abnormal. Xishan Hsinchu was nervously lying in the stone pile, and his breathing was deliberately lowered by him, and even his fingers trembled.

Wait, wait, observe. Xishan Hsinchu persuaded himself like this, controlled the impulse to pull the trigger with super patience, and turned into a state of observation.

"It's boring, it's really boring!"

Sitting by the ditch, Chen Feng wiped his eyebrows boredly. He left several opportunities for the hidden sniper, but this guy was really the same as his own estimate. He was suspicious and did not dare to shoot.

He raised his wrist and looked at the watch on his wrist. Chen Feng whistled gently and looked at the hidden position of Xishan Hsinchu. He was so scared that Xishan Hsinchu hurriedly lowered his head and did not dare to look out.

Standing up, Chen Feng raised his arms and stretched out a long and lazy waist. "It's time, three, two, one."

The word has just been exported,

A stone on the hillside behind Xishan Hsinchu suddenly rolled down, came to the stone pile in the blink of an eye, and then hit a stone.

The impact didn't seem to be very powerful, but it made the fist-sized stone fall off, and then the whole stone pile collapsed.

Large and small stones fell down and smashed Xishan Hsinchu below. Although each piece weighed dozens of pounds, he couldn't stand a large number. He couldn't resist the stones at all, so he was buried by the stones.

Lying under the stone pile, Xishan Hsinchu can feel how many bones have been broken all over his body. His chest is full of sweet **, but he can't spit it out.

The stone on his back was like a five-emerged mountain, and he became the poor monkey, crushed to death and could not move at all.

"What a great opponent." Xishan Hsinchu coughed blood and looked at the approaching figure, which was full of admiration and horror.

It seems that this stone pile has long been a game set up by the other party. Usually, he can sniper his opponent here, and once it is occupied by others, he only needs to turn this place into a death trap.

Xishan Hsinchu suddenly felt that this person might be the mysterious sniper, and only he could have such an unfathomable means.

"I don't know who is more powerful than Captain Liu Chuanjun?" When Xishan Hsinchu thought of this, he felt black in front of him, and then he didn't know anything.

Chen Feng walked up to him, looked at Xishan Hsinchu, which was no longer breathing. Then he grabbed his sniper rifle and helmet and turned away.

In the wind, in a pile of messy stones, a blood-stained arm was half stretched out, and it stiffly pointed forward, which happened to be the direction of Chen Feng's departure.

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PS: I'm too tired to toss on the road, and I feel that the inspiration is a little uncomfortable. These two chapters are a little difficult to write. If I have time in the future, I may revise it.

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