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

At this moment, Zhou Tianyang's lips curled up slightly.

A major should be worth at least 500 points, right?

His finger gently pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

A crisp gunshot rang out in the sky above Broken Soul Gorge.

The sound echoed through the valley, startling the birds in the bushes.

Inside the cab of the fifth truck.

Shinichi Takeda's body jolted violently.

A bullet entered his temple.

Blood and brain matter splattered on the windshield.

He didn't even have time to feel the pain.

She didn't even have time to open her eyes.

His body had already slumped into the seat.

[Ding! One Japanese major killed. 1000 points awarded.]

The system notification sounded in Zhou Tianyang's mind.

But he simply didn't have time to look at it.

His finger was already on the trigger, the crosshairs aimed at the next target.

"beat!"

Li Yunlong roared from the south slope and fired his Mauser pistol first.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

On the south slope, two hundred soldiers pulled the trigger at the same time.

A barrage of gunfire erupted in the valley, the sound deafening.

"beat!"

Zhao Wenlong also issued orders from the north slope.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

On the north slope, two hundred soldiers opened fire simultaneously.

The firepower on the north and south slopes intersected, forming a dense network of fire.

The Japanese soldiers at the bottom of the ditch were completely stunned.

The first round of shooting came too suddenly and too fiercely, without any warning whatsoever.

The Japanese soldiers who were marching maintained their formation.

The moment the gunshot rang out.

Before they could even react, the bullets were already there.

"what!"

A Japanese soldier screamed as a bullet pierced his chest, blood gushing out, and his body slumped to the ground.

The other soldier next to him was still confused about what was happening.

A bullet struck him in the head, and he fell straight down.

A machine gunner carrying a Type 96 light machine gun walked in the middle of the column.

Upon hearing the gunshot, his instinct was to crouch down and find cover.

But it was too late.

A bullet came from his left and hit his shoulder.

He groaned and staggered.

The machine gun slipped from his hands and fell heavily to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, another bullet flew in and hit him in the abdomen.

The Japanese troops were immediately thrown into chaos.

Some soldiers lay on the ground, trying to find cover.

Some soldiers, holding guns, looked around, searching for the enemy's location.

Some soldiers panicked and didn't know where to run.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Take cover! Find cover!"

"Counterattack!"

"Organize a counterattack!"

The Japanese officers shouted and yelled in the ranks.

Trying to stabilize the situation.

But their shouts were quickly drowned out by the dense gunfire.

Lieutenant Ono jumped off the motorcycle, drew his sword, and brandished it towards the north slope.

"North slope!"

"The enemy is on the north slope!"

He had barely finished speaking when a bullet struck him in the chest.

He leaned back, his military knife flew out of his hand, twirled a few times in the air, and landed on the ground.

His body crashed heavily to the ground, his eyes still open and his mouth agape.

I wanted to say something, but I couldn't say anything.

Blood gushed from his chest and quickly pooled into a small puddle beneath him.

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

New targets kept appearing in Zhou Tianyang's scope.

His finger kept pulling the trigger.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The advantages of semi-automatic sniper rifles were once again fully demonstrated at this moment.

His firing rate was astonishing, almost one shot per second.

Every bullet hits a target precisely.

Strike the officers first.

Major, Lieutenant, Second Lieutenant, Warrant Officer—the names were called out one by one.

Then take out the machine gunners and grenade launcher operators.

These were the core of the Japanese heavy firepower.

Once they were taken out, the Japanese firepower was paralyzed.

Finally, they attacked the sergeants and corporals who were trying to organize resistance.

These were the Japanese army's grassroots backbone members. Once they were eliminated, the Japanese army completely lost its organizational capacity.

"Bang!"

A Japanese lieutenant was crouching behind the third truck, brandishing his saber and directing his soldiers to set up machine guns.

Zhou Tianyang aimed the crosshairs at his head and pulled the trigger.

The bullet pierced through a gap in the truck bed's wooden planks and struck him precisely in the temple.

He died before he even had a chance to feel the pain.

His body slumped against the truck, blood streaming down his cheeks.

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

"Bang!"

A Japanese machine gunner is lying on the ground, trying to set up a Type 92 heavy machine gun.

His hand had just touched the barrel of the machine gun when a bullet struck the back of his hand.

His palm was punched through, and blood was flowing freely.

He screamed and collapsed to the ground, rolling around while clutching his injured hand.

But then another bullet came flying in and hit him in the head.

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

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Zhou Tianyang's finger kept pulling the trigger.

One shot after another, one bullet after another.

When the magazine is empty, the empty magazine automatically pops out with a crisp "ding" sound.

He quickly took a new magazine from the rock, put it in the magazine, and continued firing.

The reload speed is extremely fast, and the whole process takes less than three seconds.

Then came a continuous series of banging sounds.

On the south slope, Li Yunlong and the soldiers of the New First Regiment continued to fire.

"Comrades, give them a good beating!"

Li Yunlong was holding a Type 38 rifle.

He shot down a Japanese soldier who was trying to run towards the mouth of the ditch.

"Don't let a single one escape!"

"yes!"

The soldiers answered in unison, and the gunfire intensified.

On the north slope, Zhao Wenlong and the soldiers of the New Second Regiment were also firing fiercely.

"Hit! Hit! Hit them hard!"

Zhao Wenlong's voice became hoarse from shouting.

With his Type 38 rifle, he fired shot after shot, keeping the Japanese soldiers at the bottom of the ditch unable to raise their heads.

Although many of the soldiers in the new Second Regiment were new recruits.

But the effects of the Legacy Card were fully revealed at this moment.

Their marksmanship is excellent; at this distance, they can hit a stationary target almost every time.

If the Japanese soldiers are lying on the ground and not moving, then shoot them in the head.

The Japanese soldiers were hiding behind the truck, so we attacked their exposed hands and feet.

If the Japanese soldiers want to run away, then attack them from behind.

One shot, one kill; one shot, one kill; the Japanese soldiers at the bottom of the ditch were crying for their fathers and mothers.

East end of the ditch.

Tian Chengjun led two platoons of his company to block the mouth of the ditch.

"Comrades, hold the line!"

"Not a single one can escape!"

He was holding a Type 38 rifle, squatting behind a large rock, with the muzzle pointed towards the mouth of the gully.

The Japanese soldiers tried to run towards the mouth of the ditch, and he opened fire.

The three or four Japanese soldiers at the front were hit and fell down screaming.

The Japanese soldiers behind them were so frightened that they turned around and ran back.

The western end of the ditch.

Another platoon in the same line was also firing fiercely.

The Japanese soldiers tried to run towards the end of the ditch, but they were driven back.

Gunfire erupted all around us; there was nowhere to run.

The Japanese soldiers at the bottom of the ditch were completely thrown into chaos.

Without a commander, there was no one to give orders.

Heavy firepower is gone.

There was no way to suppress the ambush on the hillside.

They were like a swarm of headless flies, running around aimlessly at the bottom of the ditch.

They allowed the soldiers on the hillside to slaughter them.

The battle has been going on since it began.

Less than ten minutes had passed.

The bottom of the ditch was already filled with the corpses of Japanese soldiers.

Some were lying in the middle of the road, some were curled up under the trucks, and some were hanging on the truck beds.

Some wounded but not yet dead Japanese soldiers lay in pools of blood, wailing in agony.

But the gunfire on the hillside continued unabated.

Zhou Tianyang lay prone on the rocks on the north slope, continuing to fire shot after shot.

His expression was indifferent, his eyes were cold, and his fingers were steady.

Every shot was precise, and every time the trigger was pulled, it meant a Japanese soldier fell.

There were no extraneous thoughts in his mind.

Target: Kill.

Next target: kill.

Next one.

This is the state of a hunter when he is hunting his prey.

His scope scanned back and forth across the bottom of the ditch, searching for a new target.

Many Japanese soldiers hid under vehicles or behind trucks, not daring to even show their heads.

"Bang!"

A Japanese soldier who was only partially visible was hit.

"Bang!"

Another Japanese soldier who tried to escape was hit.