Nurse Lan was guarding Wang Hong, checking Wang Hong's life status from time to time. The situation was very bad and he needed surgery as soon as possible. Internal bleeding required blood transfusion. The bullet was still in the body and could not completely stop the bleeding. Wang Hong's body was getting worse and worse.
The weaker the person is, under certain circumstances, a person's coma is actually a kind of protection for the body, a weak signal to continue life with as little consumption as possible.
Hu Jun and Xiao Fuzi were walking around in the bamboo house with sad faces. Seeing that Nurse Lan didn't have any solution, they could only get anxious.
Yingzi said that in order to perform an operation on Wang Hong, she had to enter Tonggu City, which was controlled by the Japanese army. Only she, Yingzi, went there with a few brothers who did not speak Japanese and did not understand Japanese habits. It was difficult not to be spotted by the Japanese army, and she had to go there.
When Luo Yuesong came back, after careful discussion and strict planning, it was possible to complete this almost impossible task.
At this time, Captain Luo, with most of the warriors capable of fighting, was engaged in the final hunt to annihilate the Yoshida team. This operation would not only capture enough guns and ammunition used by the special forces in the near future, but also ensure to the greatest extent that the secret camp would not be invaded.
The Japanese army discovered that when fighting behind enemy lines, in secret camps without logistical support, the soldiers seemed to be floating over the hot jungle. Their health points could not be as full as possible, and their combat effectiveness would be greatly reduced, and the number of casualties would continue to increase. Soldiers
will gradually decline, and failure will lead to the special forces team step by step. Luo Yuesong must not let the special forces team reach such an ending, so the Yoshida team must be wiped out.
The sergeant led three soldiers to move forward slowly in the bamboo forest. They found several new bamboo piles left by the felled moso bamboo trees in front of them. The sergeant asked the soldiers around him to cover him and walked slowly over.
I looked at the cut of the bamboo pile and smelled it with my nose, and I understood that I was probably aware of it.
The sergeant whispered a few words to a soldier beside him. The soldier ran back with a rifle, came to Major Yoshida, and whispered into the major's ear what the sergeant had observed.
Yoshida stretched out his hand to signal the soldiers to squat down. He went over to the sergeant and inspected several chopped bamboo piles. He also judged the traces of the large moso bamboo being dragged away through the withered bamboo leaves, and thus roughly guessed the enemy.
Position the trap.
Yoshida whispered a few words to the sergeant. The sergeant nodded and led the three soldiers to continue searching in the southeast direction.
Yuesong squatted on a camphor branch and saw the shadows of Japanese ghosts flashing from time to time in the bamboo forest. The current location of the Japanese soldiers was still some distance away from the traps, bamboo arrow formations, rope ropes, bamboo rafts and whooping cranes that had already been launched.
Due to the distance, the direction the old Japanese led the team seemed to be a bit off, and the speed was too slow. Yuesong decided to give the Japanese a whip on their butts and drive them in the right direction and at the most appropriate speed.
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Thinking of this, Yuesong simply stood on the camphor tree branch, raised the gun with both hands, aimed at the gap in the bamboo forest where a Japanese was about to pass, pushed a bullet, breathed evenly, concentrated his eyes, and waited patiently.
A breeze blew by, and there was a rustling sound in the bamboo forest. The bamboo branches and leaves danced lightly in the wind. Although the dance was beautiful, it reduced the gap in the bamboo that could be seen in the Yuesong sniper scope, and increased the difficulty of capturing the moment when the Japanese passed by.
The difficulty of shooting.
Another breeze blew by, and the rustling sound in the bamboo forest made the mountains quieter and peaceful. The swaying of bamboo branches and leaves made Yuesong feel that the muzzle of his gun was also shaking, but the Japanese figure had not yet appeared.
Yuesong tried hard to steady his feet, and as the branches swayed, he found the rhythm of the muzzle of the gun and the swaying of the bamboo branches and leaves. His breathing became more and more steady, and the swaying rhythm became more and more consistent.
At just the right moment, a Japanese soldier holding a rifle appeared in the gap between the bamboo branches with slow steps. Yuesong held the rifle steady and gently pulled the trigger with his finger. A bullet flew out of the gun chamber in half a second.
Afterwards, the Japanese was shot in the right shoulder, fell to the ground, rolled over in pain, and disappeared from Yuesong's sniper scope.
Yuesong took a step back, retreated behind the trunk of the tree, raised his sniper rifle, leaned against the thick trunk of the camphor tree, and waited quietly.