Chapter 33: Sniper (Seeking Collection)

  Liu Yiming took a deep breath of cool air, loading bullets as he spoke: "Brother, now you're a real devil in the eyes of our brothers!" Before his words had even faded away, he raised the Type 38 rifle in his hand and knocked down a ghostly figure that was just charging up.

  "Hey, hey," Dan Yixuan smiled and said slowly: "Big brother, do you think someone will come to rescue us?" The current situation is very unfavorable for the two of them. The constantly reinforcing devils have almost surrounded the Cuihua Building, making it impossible to escape. It's not just a problem of physical exhaustion, but also a big problem with ammunition. The devils can't break through to the second floor, so they're blocking the stairs, planning to starve the two to death.

  Liu Yiming saw that there were very few devils rushing up the stairs, and the stone in his heart was put down by half. He said with some surprise: "The devils are not coming up."

  Dan Yi Xuan replaced the clip, nodded and said: "This kind of attack method will only increase the casualties of the Japanese. This staircase is much better than a bunker. The devils want to exhaust us to death now, they are very clever, most of the ones we killed were puppet soldiers, all Chinese!" He let out a long sigh as he spoke.

  Liu Yiming scratched his head, gritted his teeth and cursed: "Damn it! Why do something like this? Being a traitor, in the end still being used by the devils as cannon fodder! It's really damn suffocating! Brother, shouldn't there be someone coming to rescue us? The devils haven't been driven out of China yet, how can we two hang on the devils' face?"

  Shan Yixuan nodded and smiled: "It's not should, it's definitely will!" The military supplies given to the Eighth Route Army are not for them to practice shooting, but for them to kill devils. Zhaojiayuan is not far from Yangcheng, such intense gunfire, someone must have heard it, so the Eighth Route Army will definitely come to reinforce here.

  Half an hour later, Qingteng Yimutu arrived at Cuihua Building on a motorcycle and looked up at the second floor with binoculars, which was surrounded by people. He thought to himself, "This time, I must catch you and use your head to sacrifice our great soldiers of the Dahan nationality!" "Where is the sniper?" Qingteng Yimutu asked a soldier in front of him with some annoyance.

  "Reporting to you, Colonel. Our sniper..." The soldier said, lowering his head and not daring to look straight at the expressionless face of Aoki Ichimonji.

  "Hah!" Seeing the soldier's appearance, it was clear that the sniper might already be dead. "Is this the sniper assigned to me by the Emperor?" Qingteng Yimou shouted in anger. Hearing the shouting outside, Shan Yixuan's mouth curled up, and he moved his body leaning against the wall, picked up a piece of glass from the ground, and saw Qingteng Yimou wearing a major general's insignia through the reflection, sneering and muttering to himself: "Sniper... with this level, you're still a sniper!" Remembering the sniper rifle on the ground just now, he thought that was a good thing.

  "Brother, cover me, I'm going to take the bullets off the devil's body!" Liu Yiming saw that the devils had been quiet for half a day and there were less than one arrow of bullets left on his body. He slightly shifted his body forward and made a posture as if he was about to jump out at any moment.

  Shan Yixuan hesitated for a moment, then grabbed Liu Yiming's arm and said: "Brother, I'll take care of this one, you cover me!" The devils must have laid many ambushes at the foot of the stairs now. From the previous scramble for ammunition to the subsequent intense battle, the devils aren't fools, they also know we're running low on bullets. To prevent what just happened from happening again, the devils will definitely have many people watching over the dead bodies. Such a risky task, Shan Yixuan still wants to do it himself.

  "No way, brother, listen to me. You've already taken a risk just now, I won't let you take another one. I'll go, you cover for me!" As soon as the words fell, Liu Yiming forcefully shook off Shan Yixuan's arm and jumped out with a burst of speed.

  "Big brother!" Shan Yixuan immediately threw away the glass shard in his other hand, and quickly picked up the gun to shoot downwards. Just as the glass shard was about to hit the ground, Shan Yixuan turned his head and saw a dazzling glare from the opposite side through the glass shard. As a seasoned sniper, he was extremely sensitive to sudden glares, and the sniper rifle's scope could reveal the sniper's position, of course, it could also fire at any time, killing the target instantly.

  Isn't the sniper already dead? A question mark floated in Shan Yixuan's mind, and he immediately looked towards where the Mauser 98K had just fallen. The Mauser 98K sniper rifle that had just been there had vanished into thin air. Shan Yixuan was stunned for a moment, then shouted to Liu Yiming, who had already jumped to the window: "Sniper!" As he spoke, his right hand had already placed the Type 38 rifle on his left arm, and at the same time, not far away from where they were just now, a black dot was crouching on the rooftop of the opposite building. Shan Yixuan let out a cold hum, took aim, and pulled the trigger...

  "Bang... Bang..." Almost at the same time, the triggers of the two guns were pulled simultaneously. At the same time, bullets shot out towards each other, but the muzzle of the opponent's gun was not pointed at Donnie Yen.

  "Ah..." Liu Yiming's face turned pale as he lowered his head, fresh blood emerging from his chest, and a thread of blood also appeared at the corner of his mouth.

  "Bang!" Shan Yixuan threw down the 38 rifle in his hand, took a big stride and ran to Liu Yiming's side, catching him just as he was about to fall.

  "Big brother... big brother!" Dān Yìxuān caught Liú Yīmíng. In an instant, Liú Yīmíng seemed to have aged a lot, his pale and powerless expression caused the corners of Dān Yìxuān's eyes to well up with tears, he had never thought that the other person's goal was not himself.

  "Brother, hold on, you'll be fine, really, you'll be fine!" Shuang Yixuan said while helping Liu Yiming wipe away the fresh blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

  "Yi Xuan, don't worry... I'm done... From now on, Qing Long Village's Big Brother will be counting on you... Good brother, stay alive and go out to avenge your brother by killing more devils..."

  "Big brother!!!!!!" Shuang Yixuan shouted with the loudest voice. But Liu Yiming in his arms couldn't hear him anymore. Thinking back to when he first arrived at Qinglong Village, from getting to know Liu Yiming to now, he had always taken care of him meticulously, treating him like a close brother. He thought about the moment they became sworn brothers, and the past events that flashed before his eyes, that long-lost feeling was burning fiercely in Shuang Yixuan's body, tearing him apart...

  A sorrowful voice mixed with infinite anger, Shan Yixuan gently put down Liu Yiming, picked up the gun beside him, and loaded it one by one. Tears fell drop by drop into the magazine. From the moment he entered this world until now, he had taken the lives of so many people, but never shed a tear. From the moment he joined the special forces, tears were almost an alien thing to him. Only now did he realize that he was not a cold-blooded killer!

  Shan Yixuan loaded his rifle and picked up Liu Yiming's dropped pistol, saying in a low voice: "Big brother, I'll take revenge for you!" He then bowed deeply to Liu Yiming. Next, he held the guns in both hands and walked to the staircase entrance, shouting loudly: "You little devils, come on!"

  Shan Yixuan's voice startled all the devils on the first floor of Cuihua Building. As they looked at Shan Yixuan standing at the stairs with a fierce aura, everyone involuntarily took a step back. When everyone came to their senses, the crisp gunshot from the revolver in Shan Yixuan's hand had already sounded. The icy bullet pierced through the devil's skull, and Shan Yixuan walked down the stairs expressionlessly, every devil's gun just raised, foretelling his impending fall.

  The dining area downstairs instantly turned into a slaughterhouse of Shuang Yixuan, after more than a dozen people fell down one after another. The devils had already dispersed to the outside of the door, and their young minds could not withstand the blow from such a devil-like figure.

  "What's going on in there?" Qingteng Yimutu rushed out of the room with his soldiers, and with a loud "slap", he gave one of them a resounding slap. The soldier's face was still sweating, he had never seen anyone like this before, and the unprecedented tension made his well-trained military legs tremble.

  "Bastard!" Qingteng Yimut kicked the soldier's leg in anger. The soldier fell to the ground immediately, and Qingteng Yimut didn't give him a chance to get up, pulling out his pistol and shooting the soldier who was still tense with fear just moments before. Everyone witnessed this, and the tense atmosphere of fear that had just existed disappeared completely in front of Qingteng Yimut.

  "If a soldier doesn't look like a soldier, he's a coward! Even worse than the Sick Man of East Asia! In my army, there are only those who die in battle, never those who die from fear!" Qingteng Yimut shouted to everyone. After speaking, he took his pistol and walked into Cuihua Building, with the devils immediately following behind him. Shan Yixuan hid at the door, listening to the devils' words of killing chickens for monkeys to see, and sneered: I'll see if you have anyone who dies from fear!

  "Don't move!" Qingteng Yimut had just entered the door of Cuihua Building, and Shuang Yixuan's gun was already aimed at Qingteng Yimut's head.

  Qīngténg yī mù yī gàng, bīnglěng de qiāngkǒu ràng tā jǔqǐ yòu shǒu zuòle gè tíngzhǐ qiánjìn de zītài. Shān Yìxuān xià le Qīngténg yī mù de qiāng, yòng rìyǔ shuōdào: "Jiù nǐmen yī mǐ wǔ de hǎibá, hái xiǎng jiàn tà wǒmen zhōngguó de tǔdì, nǐmen zì tǎo méi qù ma? Wǒ kàn dōngyà bìngfū zhè ge cí, tǐn shìhé nǐmen de. Yī gègè cháng de gēn xiāngshě lìzǐ sèsuǒ, hái tā mā yǒu liǎn zài wǒ zhōngguó de tǔdì shàng sàyě?"

  Shan Yixuan did not lose his head due to Liu Yiming's death. The devil in front of him still had a certain value, and he wanted to use him to kill more devils.

  Bang! With a single shot, Shan Yixuan pulled the trigger and killed one of the devils in front. In fluent Japanese, he shouted: "Baka, atozusari shite, samonakuba bareru anata no saikō shireikan no atama!" (Damn it, retreat backwards, or I'll blow up your supreme commander's head!)

  Qīng Téng saw one of his soldiers get shot in the temple, and he trembled all over, saying: "Bā Jiā, you killed my soldier! You're dead, dead!"