Holding the original shares, they fought all the way to the Korean War!

the other side.

Zhou Tianyang wasted no time.

He didn't even glance at the dead Japanese colonel.

The center of the cross moved rapidly.

Searching for their next target amidst the chaotic convoy.

A Japanese lieutenant colonel was jumping out of the cab of the third truck.

He had already pulled the saber halfway out and was shouting something.

The cross-shaped center of Zhou Tianyang's weapon was firmly placed around his chest.

"Bang."

The bullet flew swiftly and accurately pierced the left side of the lieutenant colonel's chest.

He suddenly leaned back, his military knife flew out of his hand, tumbled twice in the air, and landed on the ground.

His body crashed heavily next to the truck tires, his eyes still open, his mouth still agape, trying to say something but unable to utter a word.

[Ding! One Japanese lieutenant colonel has been killed. Reward: 5000 points.]

The system notification sounded in Zhou Tianyang's mind.

His crosshairs were now aligned with the next target.

A Japanese major was crouching behind a truck in the middle of the convoy, holding binoculars and peering towards the western slope.

He was clearly trying to determine the direction from which the shelling was coming from.

They are trying to organize the remaining troops to launch a counterattack against the artillery positions.

Zhou Tianyang's crosshairs were aimed directly at his head.

"Bang."

The bullet pierced through the gaps in the wooden planks of the truck bed and struck the major precisely in the forehead.

The binoculars slipped from his hands, and his body slumped to the ground, blood streaming down his face.

[Ding! One Japanese major killed. 3000 points awarded.]

Zhou Tianyang did not stop.

His finger continued to pull the trigger.

The semi-automatic advantage of the M1C Garand was maximized in sustained fire.

Continuous firing without any pause.

"Bang!"

A Japanese lieutenant was trying to reorganize his scattered soldiers, waving his arms and shouting something to the soldiers behind him.

The bullet struck his shoulder, and he groaned as he fell to his knees.

Then a second bullet struck his head.

[Ding! One Japanese lieutenant killed. 500 points awarded.]

"Bang!"

A Japanese sergeant was lying under the truck chassis, trying to fire from underneath.

The bullet hit him in the back.

He suddenly straightened up, then went limp.

[Ding! One Japanese sergeant killed. 50 points awarded.]

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Zhou Tianyang's finger kept pulling the trigger.

The scope moved rapidly across the battlefield, jumping from one target to another, each time lingering in the center of the crosshairs for less than a second.

Those Japanese officers who were still trying to organize resistance, those gunners who were setting up machine guns, and those squad leaders who were trying to launch a counter-offensive on the slope.

Each one paused briefly in his scope before being precisely eliminated.

The system's notification sounds echoed in his mind.

[Ding! One Japanese soldier killed. 5 points awarded.]

[Ding! One Japanese machine gunner killed. 20 points awarded.]

[Ding! One Japanese lieutenant killed. 200 points awarded.]

[Ding! One Japanese soldier killed. 5 points awarded.]

[Ding! One Japanese corporal killed. 30 points awarded.]

Each ding-dong sound signifies the elimination of yet another enemy.

He didn't have time to look at the numbers closely; all his attention was focused on the scope.

Focus on those goals.

at the same time.

The shelling continued.

The twenty mortars of Tian Guoqiang's artillery battalion continued to fire.

The shells have expanded from the middle of the convoy to the front and rear sections, creating three separate fire coverage areas.

The Japanese soldiers who were still running around on the highway were blown up and scattered in all directions.

The Japanese artillery positions never opened fire.

Their four mountain guns attempted to return fire in the first few minutes of the shelling.

However, Tian Guoqiang had already taken this into account when deploying the artillery positions.

The shells from the New Second Regiment landed in the middle section of the convoy and the surrounding area, while the Japanese artillery positions were located about a kilometer behind the convoy.

It was right within Tian Guoqiang's pre-set shelling range.

During the first round of shelling, one shell landed precisely near the Japanese artillery position.

Although the shell did not hit the gun position directly, the shrapnel and shockwave had already thrown the artillerymen into a panic.

Then came the second and third rounds of shells.

The Japanese artillery positions were bombarded several times in succession.

Two of the four mountain guns were directly hit, resulting in the deaths and injuries of most of the gunners.

The remaining people had completely lost their will to fight.

They dropped the cannon and scattered.

The Japanese soldiers on the highway had completely collapsed.

The troops in front were pinned down by artillery fire in the middle of the slope and could not advance, the troops behind were cut off by artillery fire and could not retreat, and the troops in the middle were covered by artillery fire and had nowhere to hide.

The entire regiment's formation had completely fallen apart; some tried to climb the western slope, while others tried to escape into the eastern ravine.

The soldiers of the Second Battalion continued firing on the northern slope.

Tian Chengjun crouched behind an MG42 in the middle of the slope, firing at an extremely fast rate.

Bullets rained down from the slope.

It covered the northern section of the highway where the Japanese soldiers were still trying to organize a counterattack.

[Ding! One Japanese soldier killed. 5 points awarded.]

The system notification sounded in Zhou Tianyang's mind; he didn't know how many times this had happened.

His scope moved rapidly across the battlefield, searching for new targets.

A Japanese captain was huddled under the chassis of a truck, holding a grenade with the pin already pulled.

Zhou Tianyang aimed the center of his crosshairs at the hand holding the grenade.

"Bang!"

The bullet struck the captain's wrist precisely, and the grenade slipped from his hand, rolling several times on the ground.

exploded.

Shrapnel flew everywhere under the truck chassis.

The captain and several Japanese soldiers who were also hiding under the vehicle were blown to pieces.

[Ding! One Japanese captain killed. 800 points awarded.]

[Ding! Three Japanese soldiers killed. 15 points awarded.]

Zhou Tianyang did not stop.

His firing rate was astonishing; when the magazine was empty, it would automatically eject with a crisp clanging sound.

He quickly took out a new magazine, put it into the magazine, and continued firing.

The reload speed is astonishingly fast, taking less than three seconds for the entire process.

Then came a continuous series of banging sounds.

"Bang!"

A Japanese lieutenant was trying to climb up the western slope to outflank the Second Battalion.

The bullet struck him in the back, and he tumbled down the slope and landed on the road.

[Ding! One Japanese lieutenant killed. 200 points awarded.]

"Bang!"

A Japanese corporal was crouching behind the hood of a truck, firing at the slope.

The bullet pierced his forehead.

[Ding! One Japanese corporal killed. 30 points awarded.]

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Zhou Tianyang's finger kept pulling the trigger.

Every bullet hit its target precisely, and every shot meant the death of another Japanese soldier.

His scope moved rapidly across the battlefield.

Those Japanese officers who were still trying to organize resistance, those gunners who were still trying to set up machine guns, each paused for less than a second at the center of his crosshairs.

The system's notification sounds kept ringing in his mind.

[Ding! One Japanese soldier killed. 5 points awarded.]

[Ding! One Japanese sergeant killed. 50 points awarded.]

[Ding! One Japanese soldier killed. 5 points awarded.]

[Ding! One Japanese lieutenant killed. 200 points awarded.]

[Ding! Two Japanese soldiers killed. 10 points awarded.]