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At this time, Liu Zhenming was aiming at an officer slightly at the front of the enemy's attacking team. It seemed that he should be a captain such as a company commander. Liu Zhenming paid attention to his every move and even the expression on his face, because, he Kill the opponent before he orders to shoot.
Five hundred meters, four hundred meters,... two hundred meters, one hundred meters, the other party has not ordered to shoot, and Liu Zhenming has not ordered to shoot either.
The Canadian captain in the scope was getting closer and closer, and when he reached a distance of eighty meters, he suddenly raised his hand.
Liu Zhenming never gave the other party a chance to scream. He made a prompt decision and pulled the trigger hard. With a bang, the bullets shot out.
"Hit!" A short but powerful roar sounded almost at the same time.
"beat!"
"beat!"
…
The communication soldiers in each company and platoon roared at the top of their lungs!
Bang bang bang…
After hearing the order, the soldiers almost subconsciously pulled the trigger lightly and pushed out the bullets in the rifle.
Clear gunshots rang out throughout the trench, and bursts of green smoke rose from each firing point.
The Canadians attacked the front line of the team. Since the captain was shot and fell to the ground, the soldiers' misfortune has befallen them. Even if the soldiers of the Self-Rescue Army are not very good at shooting, stray bullets can still hurt people, and there are some like Ye Geyin among them. A man with good marksmanship.
Coupled with such a dense formation, such a close distance, and such a good shooting point, the Canadian soldiers in the forefront were cut like wheat.
Ahhhh...
The soldiers who were shouting arrogantly just now fell to the ground one by one, screams broke out, and the sound of death sounded on the battlefield.
"Fight back, fight back!" A lieutenant on the front line took over the command and roared at the top of his lungs.
"Kill!" The Canadian soldiers mustered up their courage and, under the command of their officers, fought back fiercely and charged forward crazily.
On the battlefield, the sounds of charges, shouts, screams, counterattacks, and gunshots rang out from countless corners, from the charging ranks, to the defensive trenches.
The soldiers in the trenches had completely forgotten their fear and nervousness. They had only one thought, which was to pierce their bullets through the enemy's chest.
There was loud gunfire on the position, the soldiers fired fiercely from above, bullets were flying, and countless foreigners fell on the path forward.
However, they are brave and fearless. They are Canada's elite division. As long as they do not hear the order to retreat, they will not escape. All they can do is to advance on the corpses of their companions.
Fordo, who was commanding the attack, could hardly believe his eyes. He saw countless of his own soldiers falling in front of him on the path of charge. He couldn't accept it.
Deep shame welled up from the bottom of my heart.
"Idiot, hurry up and rush to the trenches. If we rush to the trenches, we will win." Fordo almost used all his strength, his eyes were splitting, and he waved the command knife in his hand crazily. The soldiers sped up.
"Good fight, kill the foreign devils!"
"Yes, that's it, don't panic!"
"Look, how many people have fallen? Even if they enter the trenches, are they still capable of defeating us ancestors who use knives?"
…
Liu Zhenming walked quickly through the trenches with his waist bent, leaving behind a series of words of encouragement.
Liu Zhenming's words were like a warm current, constantly warming and nourishing the hearts of the soldiers.
When the soldiers saw that their battalion commander was always with them, right beside them, their nervousness was gone, and all they had was the determination to kill the enemy.
"Geyin, how about a series of casualties?" In the smoke, Li Zhenming rushed to Ye Geyin's side, lay down next to him, and asked loudly...
"Battal Commander, this!" Ye Geyin was a little embarrassed and couldn't answer. He just went to kill the enemy, where he still remembered the situation of the soldiers.
Liu Zhenming understood as soon as he saw his expression and comforted him: "It doesn't matter, take your time, but remember, you are the company commander now, not a hero fighting alone."
"Yes, battalion commander!"
After Ye Geyin responded, he quickly went down!
In the trench, in addition to the running communication soldiers, there were also ambulance personnel from the health team moving back and forth nervously. They lifted off the injured soldiers and carried them urgently to the preparation trench behind.
Liu Zhenming was lying on the parapet, his ears filled with the constant sound of gunfire all around, but his heart was already on the foreigners. He was not a battalion commander now, but a lone wolf looking for opportunities!
An enemy officer commanding from the rear came into his sight, but the opponent was a full 900 meters away from the trench.
Liu Zhenming was not sure whether he could kill him.
Seeing how furious he is, should you wait for him to rush forward in person and look for opportunities, or should you shoot an uncertain bullet now?
The thought of choosing flashed through Liu Zhenming's mind, and he immediately decided - he couldn't give the opportunity to the other party!
Liu Zhenming moved his body slightly, then half-squinted his eyes, and slowly pointed the muzzle at Fordo's chest. He estimated the impact of the wind speed and raised the muzzle slightly.
He wouldn't dare to shoot his head if the distance was too far, so the chest position would be safer and more confident.
Fordo is now in confusion. Should he retreat or continue the attack?
He was unwilling to retreat and could not accept it.
He continued to attack, but the soldiers who kept falling in front of him kept irritating his heart.
The only thing he could do was get angry and roar loudly.
The soldiers have tried their best and rushed forward risking their lives!
But the enemy is like a stone in a toilet, hard and smelly, but cannot be attacked.
Just a little bit different.
Looking at the thick smoke filling the enemy's trenches, he was filled with questions, why? Why did they not seem to lose many people under such a violent bombardment?
"No, the yellow-skinned monkey must be dying. I just want the soldiers to move faster!" Fordo shouted in his heart.
Suddenly, Fordo, who was jumping up and down, felt a murderous aura coming towards him.
Why do you feel like you're being targeted by a wild beast?
Fordo looked around and found nothing. It seemed that he was being paranoid. He was so far away from the opponent's trench, what could possibly happen?
No, Liu! He is an assassin, even Benjamin died in his hands, his marksmanship!
Fordo was about to fall to the ground immediately, but a bullet on the battlefield flew past the soldiers at a speed invisible to the naked eye, flew across the entire battlefield, and aimed directly at him.
puff!
A wave of blood appeared, the bullet reached the end point, no longer moved forward, but collided with the bleeding wave.
Fordo felt a pain in his body, and when he touched it with his hand, he saw warm blood.
Me, I was shot?
Fordo looked at the blood on his hand in disbelief, it must be Liu! All the strength in his body suddenly disappeared, his feet went weak, and Fordo fell to the ground.
"Sir, sir!"
Several soldiers around him were horrified and quickly stepped forward to help him up with exclaims.
One of them quickly checked Fordo's breathing, which was like a gossamer, and tore open his blood-stained military uniform, only to see that his left chest had been shot.