"Are you dead? Get up if you are not! Deserter!"
Rosen was awakened by the muzzle of a gun directly poked on his forehead. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a somewhat familiar picture. His face looked like the big black bull in Running Man, and at the same time, a smell that hit his nose swept over him. Later he realized that it was the so-called gunpowder smell.
"Everyone, come out and move quickly."
"Hurry."
"Clean the battlefield."
"Half Follow him, half follow me, and shoot when you see the Japanese."
A man with many rifles hanging on his shoulders stood at the door and shouted orders, which made Rosen's ears ring.
In a daze, he felt that the scene in front of him was familiar, but for a while he didn’t know where he had seen it before, and he was even more wondering what was going on? Where are you? How did it appear here inexplicably?
Doubts were doubts, but he still struggled to get up from the ground and walked to the door, ready to get a gun first. Follow the crowd and don't get beaten.
But at this moment, he was pushed hard and almost fell to the ground.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, the Japanese are coming."
The person who just pushed Rosen away was yelling and running frantically outside.
Rosen felt that this scene was more and more familiar, and then he saw the guy who had poked him awake from the gun slowly pulled the bolt, picked up the gun, and then pulled the trigger.
"Bang."
When the gunfire rang out, blood spattered and the man fell to the ground.
Rosen suddenly woke up. This was a scene from the movie Eight Hundred Miles, and what he just said was absolutely true.
How did I get here? ! When Rosen was still a little confused, he saw a prompt message floating into his field of vision.
"Successfully entered the story world of Yabai and opened your newbie gift package."
"Acquired the dark skill system, which has not yet met the activation conditions and is temporarily in a state of being unlocked."
"Acquire basic long-range combat v2 and shoot nine out of ten shots within 20 meters."
"Acquire basic melee combat v1 and basically use most cold weapons to fight."
"Acquire backpack space, there are currently 10 storage compartments, and there is no maximum weight limit."
"Awakening A-level talents makes perfect, practice, passive skills, no matter what skills, as long as you practice countless times, It will shine with extraordinary brilliance."
Have I received a system gold finger? ! But what kind of system is this? ! Is there any basic law for this time travel? !
At this time, Rosen was completely convinced that his situation was real, which made him feel a little bad.
"Hold your gun. If you don't want to die like him, then don't even think about escaping!" Amidst the shouts, a heavy gun was stuffed into Rosen's hand, and he held it in his hand. The wooden gun body is polished smooth and hasIt feels very good in hand, and the metal parts make Rosen feel the coldness that a weapon should have.
"If you don't want to die, you can only treat yourself as dead first." Rosen muttered a golden saying on the battlefield that he didn't know where he saw, and then took a deep breath to clear up the confusion in his mind. I suppressed my thoughts hard, reached out and grabbed the gun bolt and pulled hard.
Perhaps because he had the basics of long-distance combat in v2, Rosen's movements at this time were not at all awkward like when a rookie first got the firearm. Instead, he was so skillful that he couldn't help but be surprised.
"Practice makes perfect, gain 1 point of proficiency." At this moment, Rosen was shocked, and then he was full of expectations.
Because he believes that as long as practice makes perfect and it can always work, then as long as he does not die, he will soon be able to grow up and have the ability to protect himself and kill all enemies.
“Actually, it’s good to think about it. I’ve always dreamed of playing with guns, and the opportunity came like this. Besides, when I watched the movie, I always felt that the ending was unhappy. Now if I could make up for some of the shortcomings, wouldn’t it be Very good."
"As soon as it comes, let's take care of it." Rosen encouraged himself and walked forward with the gun in hand.
The smell of gunpowder smoke and the nauseating smell of my blood became stronger and stronger, pouring into Rosen's nasal cavity unexpectedly, making him almost retching.
"Don't miss anyone, shoot directly if there is anything alive, clean the battlefield, collect weapons and equipment, reinforce fortifications, and prepare for attacks at any time..."
"Hurry up!"
"Quick!"
The shouting continued, and Rosen had already walked into the dead bodies on the ground.
The scene in front of him immediately reminded him that this was the scene where a small group of Japanese soldiers broke into the Sihang Warehouse and were all killed shortly after the plot started.
Immediately he thought that a quite shocking scene had been staged here...
Suddenly the dead body lying less than two meters in front of Rosen suddenly moved and was about to crawl away. He stood up and shouted loudly.
I am in trouble. At this moment, Rosen really felt as if he had hit his luck, but he acted earlier than he thought. He raised the gun one step ahead and pulled the trigger with his right hand without hesitation.
"Bang."
The bullet that came out of the barrel penetrated the guy's head, blood spattered everywhere, and his brain burst. The strong impact also made him here before he could stand up. Throw it down.
Followed by an explosion, flames, fragments, flesh and blood, and smoke filled the surrounding area instantly.
Rosen was so shocked that he staggered back several steps, his ears ringing.
"Kill a Japanese wounded soldier and get 3 merit points."
"Good job, what's your name?" Someone shouted towards Rosen.
He followed the sound and saw that it was the man who had just fired the gun at him. He vaguely remembered that his surname was Zhu and he was a squad leader.
"Squad Leader Zhu, come over and take a look." Suddenly someone shouted from above.
WordsBefore the sound fell, amidst the sound of shattering glass, gas bombs emitting yellow smoke flew in.
Rosen saw a gas bomb rolling straight towards him, quickly dodged and rushed towards the window.
It was windy here and the location was high, so the poisonous gas could not be diffused for the time being, so he easily pulled off the towel around his neck and threw it on the ground to soak in it.
In order to survive, Rosen completely ignored his nausea and tied a wet and hot towel to his face, covering his mouth and nose tightly.
Although he had graduated many years ago, he still clearly remembered the dangers of mustard gas taught in high school chemistry. He cursed in his heart that the little Japanese opposite was crazy, and he casually pulled the bolt of the gun and fired poison gas bombs at the Japanese outside. Just pulled the trigger.
Although the basic long-range combat of v2 gave him the ability to hit nine out of ten shots when shooting within 20 meters, his accuracy suddenly dropped to an outrageous level beyond this distance.
"Bang, bang..." Rosen fired twice, not to mention hitting the target, not even touching him.
"Damn it, I don't believe it." Rosen pulled the bolt of the gun again, took aim, and fired.
"Bang."
Blood spattered, and a Japanese soldier who was firing a gas bomb fell to the ground on the spot.
"Kill a Japanese soldier and get 5 merit points."
Rosen felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction at this moment. He pulled the gun again, wanting to keep up his efforts and kill another one. The Japanese soldiers found that the magazine was empty.
"Bullets, who has bullets?" Rosen turned around and shouted.
"Crash." At this moment, the glass on the window next to him suddenly shattered, and Rosen even felt as if he had been gently pulled by someone. When he looked down, he found two more holes in his clothes.
If he hadn’t turned around just now, he would have been shot just now.
At this moment, Rosen felt the danger and cruelty of the battlefield.
There are no heroes here who are always on target, with one against a hundred, there are only the lucky ones who survive the hail of bullets.
"I hope I am the one." Rosen murmured in a low voice.
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