"Congratulations to the host for receiving system reward one: Rifle Intermediate Sharpshooter Accuracy (Permanent)."
"Get System Reward 2: Advanced Combat Agility (Permanent)"
"Get system reward three: Machine gun god-level accuracy experience card."
The cold system prompt sounded so pleasant even though it was five thousand miles away.
But he can understand the rest, which is nothing more than being able to shoot accurately with a rifle, and being quick with punches and swords when fighting.
But what's the use of this machine gun's god-level accuracy? It was just a matter of swiping away, but since it was given to him, he didn't suffer any loss, so he accepted it with a smile.
"Brother Yu, tell me why my brother keeps giggling and talking to himself after one or two battles recently. Could it be that he was really blown up and his brain was a little stupid?"
Wu Wanli scratched the back of his head and whispered to Yu Congrong with some worry.
"Hey, when did you kid imitate other women's chirping whispers? Go, go, go."
As a boss on the battlefield, Yu Congrong was very uncomfortable with such whispers in his ears. He immediately rubbed his ears and pushed Wu Wanli aside.
"Aren't I afraid of getting beaten? My brother always likes to beat his younger brother recently, eh..."
Wu Wanli sighed in distress, looked in the direction of where Wu Qianli was sitting, and shook his head slightly.
"Come on, stop the car! Yu Congrong, take a few people to clean up the snow in front of you. This will not be easy."
Wu Qianli patted the iron cover of the military vehicle and shouted to Yu Congrong behind him.
"I got it, I got it, Guawazi, don't be stunned, come down and get to work."
Yu Congrong looked at the high snowdrifts piled up on the road due to heavy snowfall, sighed helplessly, and led the people up.
"Crack-"
Otherwise, there was a sound of the liquid-solid mixture falling, and a pool of sticky stuff appeared on Yu Congrong's head.
"Hey, you fucking dead bird, it's so cold that you can't even freeze to death, and you're still shitting on me. If you weren't so worried about the ammunition, I would definitely kill you!"
Yu Congrong first touched it with his hand, and when he took a closer look, it turned out to be a disgusting lump of bird droppings, which was now sticky and clinging to his hand.
He immediately grabbed a pile of ice and snow and washed his hands and head. The biting coldness made him shiver all over. He looked at the birds in the sky angrily and cursed bitterly.
"Hahahahaha, Brother Yu, you are really..."
Wu Wanli looked at Yu Congrong's embarrassment and patted his thigh and laughed.
But when he saw Yu Congrong's face gradually darkening, and his slightly angry expression, he instantly swallowed the second half of the joke and suppressed a very embarrassing, half-smiling smile. smile.
"Okay, Lao Yu, look at how scared you are of this kid. Come on, get to work. It's just a piece of bird shit. When we were ambushing the Japanese, you didn't even move when someone peed on you."
Lei Gong laughed unabashedly, and then punched Yu Congrong hard on the shoulder to comfort him.
At this time, Wu Qianli looked at the bird in the sky, but suddenly his heart moved. He had just received the reward from the system and had not tested the effect. He might as well use him to practice.
"boom--"
I saw Wu Qianli raising his hand instantly, holding his breath, aiming and shooting, all in one go. A bullet with the sound of breaking the wind penetrated countless cold winds and clouds in the sky, and hit the bird's body directly.
In an instant, a small cloud of blood mist exploded in the sky, and the entire bird's body was violently torn apart. It only had time to let out a painful neigh before it fell heavily to the ground.
"My mother, brother, when did you hit so accurately? Please teach me when you have time, I want to learn too!"
Wu Wanli watched Wu Qianli raise his hand and fire a gun, and the shot went into his soul like a smooth flow. He was filled with envy. He pulled Wu Qianli and patted his chest, wanting to practice his marksmanship with him.
"Damn it, the company commander did a great job! It's such a relief, this dead bird deserves it!"
Yu Congrong looked at the dead bird that had been shot and fell rapidly from the sky. He took a mouthful of phlegm and felt very relieved in his heart.
"Hey, if this gun wasn't blinded, then our company commander's marksmanship would be ranked among the best in the Ninth Legion."
Even Lei Gong was stunned by this shot for half a second, and looked at Wu Qianli with a hint of admiration.
"If I were to take this shot, I would only have a 30% chance of hitting it..."
Pinghe, who was moving the railing on the military vehicle and watching Wu Qianli show off his marksmanship, sighed silently and murmured.
"Hahaha, okay, our seventh interleaved company has two sharpshooters. It will be much easier to overcome difficulties in the future."
After these few stable performances of Wu Qianli's marksmanship, Mei Sheng nodded secretly with joy.
Although the bullets in that era were relatively abundant, they were not as good as modern times. There were a large number of bullets to feed every soldier, so that almost every squad had a sharpshooter.
The seventh interleaved company, an old unit that could be called a sharpshooter, had only Pinghe before, so he was very precious.
"Okay, okay, you guys are just hunting a bird one by one? Do you need such a compliment? Quickly shovel the snow in front of you and hurry up!"
Wu Qianli, who originally just wanted to test the system rewards, blushed and kicked Wu Wanli on the butt, urging everyone to shovel the snow quickly. Of course, he himself also joined in the work.
"Brother, what did I do wrong this time? Why do you kick me no matter what happens?"
Wu Wanli was like a wronged little daughter-in-law, looking at her brother with a sad face, angrily venting her grievances on the snowdrift on the roadside that blocked their progress.
"Work quickly, you are the only one who talks a lot."
Wu Qianli rolled his eyes at Wu Wanli and said.
"Hahaha, you silly boy, it's okay. When I first joined the army, I was bullied by your brother all day long. Huh, why don't you tell all the scandals he had when he was a child, so that you can relieve your anger, and also make us brothers happy So happy!"
Yu Congrong glanced at Wu Qianli who was clearing the snow, and suggested to Wu Wanli with a smirk on his face.
Listening to Yu Congrong's words, Wu Qianli, who was shoveling the snow, paused and rolled his eyes at him, but he didn't bother to talk nonsense.
"Haha, then I'm not polite. When my brother was a child, he didn't do anything too outrageous. That was the time he asked a few brothers to go to the house next door to peek at Widow Wang's house and watch people taking a bath. White and flowery..."
"Ah! Brother, why are you so cruel? It hurts..."
When Wu Wanli was mid-sentence, Wu Qianli finally couldn't bear it anymore, and kicked Wu Wanli on the butt with his face flushed.
Everyone around looked at this scene and burst into laughter. Fortunately, there were such a few live treasures to create a little joy for everyone, otherwise they would have collapsed after such a tense fight all the way.
"No! Air attack! American air attack! Get out and take cover!"
While they were fighting, Wu Qianli vaguely heard the roar from the sky, and was suddenly stunned. He listened nervously for two seconds, then turned pale with fright, and shouted loudly to remind him.
Everyone immediately evacuated to the surrounding areas. Wu Qianli and Yu Congrong rushed to the military vehicle desperately, picked up the wounded and ran around.
"call out--"
"boom!"
A bomb was slightly deflected and exploded next to the military vehicle. The rising cloud of fire caused the iron sheet of the military vehicle on the side to be burned and deformed.
Bits of shrapnel were inserted into the body of the military vehicle, and the huge shock wave set off layers of heat waves, making the air blurry and distorted.
Wu Qianli was carrying Pinghe on his back and was thrown to the snow by the shock wave. A box of shrapnel directly scratched his scalp and was nailed to the snow an inch in front of him.
At this moment, the other soldiers of the Seventh Interspersed Company looked solemnly at the sky. The US military planes were still circling and swooping like hunting eagles.
