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Yu Ziwen took advantage of the time while the Japanese Army was being bombed to rise and shoot again. This time, the effect was good, as he managed to kill another Japanese Army soldier.
The first wave of Japanese Army soldiers that had gathered around was easily dealt with by Tie Zhu and Yu Ziwen. The Japanese soldiers took turns providing cover as they sought refuge in a Small Building, preparing to organize their next attack.
The first group that arrived at the drop zone consisted of fewer than twenty Japanese soldiers. Less than five were killed, and seven or eight were injured, while another seven or eight remained unharmed but seemed demoralized. Tie Zhu couldn't help but give Yu Ziwen a thumbs up. If it had been him, he certainly wouldn't have been able to achieve what Yu Ziwen did; he might have already been killed by the Japanese. He had fired many shots with his Sniper Rifle, but had not managed to kill any Japanese Soldier. His best result was merely injuring one. Meanwhile, an intellectual like Yu Ziwen could take down two Japanese Soldier with just a couple of shots—after all, intellectuals are still intellectuals.
"Hey, Brother Yu, teach me how to shoot! My shooting skills are terrible. I want to be like Shunliu Brother!" Tie Zhu slowly walked over to Yu Ziwen, pulling out a pack of Japanese cigarettes from his pocket and offering them.
These cigarettes hadn't gotten wet; Tie Zhu had secretly hidden them in a haystack before getting into the water, so they were still good now.
Yu Ziwen took the cigarette and put it in his mouth. Just as he was about to find a light, Tie Zhu had already brought a match to his lips. "Who is Wang Shunliu? Why do you want to be like him?"
"Shunliu Brother is my brother; he's closer to me than my real brother. He taught me how to fight on the battlefield and how to survive out there. Without him, I might already be dead! Plus, Shunliu Brother is amazing; he killed several enemies this morning alone, and his shooting skills are precise!" After saying this, Tie Zhu was already tearing up.
"What happened to him now?"
"Shunliu Brother sacrificed himself. This gun is his! The Sniper Rifle you have in your hand is the one used to kill those enemies. I even cut off one enemy's head; once the fighting is over, I'll take it and place it on Shunliu Brother's grave!"
"You want to learn how to shoot? Alright, I'll teach you, but my skills aren't that great either. I'll share everything I know with you!"
"Okay!" Tie Zhu wiped away the tears on his face.
Lowering his head slightly and leaning closer, Yu Ziwen smiled: "Shooting isn't that complicated; you just need to practice regularly. I noticed that whenever you shoot, you seem a bit nervous—why is that?"
Tie Zhu lowered his head and said, "Every time I hold a gun and shoot someone, I always feel scared because when I pull the trigger, I will kill a person. I feel a bit reluctant!"
"Tie Zhu, we are warriors. Killing enemies on the battlefield is our job, so you shouldn't have any psychological burden. In the future, just treat those Japanese as livestock when you shoot them!"
When Yu Ziwen mentioned the Japanese, he appeared extremely angry, his whole demeanor radiating fury, with eyes that seemed ready to spit fire.
"Oh, I understand now. Brother Yu, calm down. Your accent sounds like it's from Northeast China, right?"
"Yes, I'm from Shenyang!" After saying this, Yu Ziwen lowered his head and stopped talking, while Tie Zhu remained silent beside him.
After finishing a cigarette, Yu Ziwen picked up the Rifle on the ground and handed his Sniper Rifle to Tie Zhu: "Here, Tie Zhu, I'll teach you how to shoot. I'll find you a target; just shoot without worrying about missing. I'll give you my gun!"
"Okay, thanks, Brother Yu. But Brother Yu, you should use this Sniper Rifle. I'll manage with the three-eight rifle; you're better with the sniper rifle!"
Yu Ziwen smiled: "No need, this one is fine for me. The technique for this Sniper Rifle is something I learned from an old German Instructor. I only know a little bit. Besides, once you learn to use the Sniper Rifle, you'll be like the King of Hell on the battlefield; you can shoot wherever you want and kill whoever you want!"
Tie Zhu still felt a bit shy holding the Sniper Rifle. For him, this weapon was something he didn't know how to use; he hadn't understood much of what was said earlier.
Once again, Yu Ziwen handed the gun to Tie Zhu: "Tie Zhu, use this gun. Trust your brother. Once I'm done here, I'm going back. You can't expect me to take this gun into battle; I'm meant for the skies!"
After saying this, Yu Ziwen pointed at the sky.
Feeling a bit embarrassed, Tie Zhu took back the gun. He had forgotten that his older brother was a hero in the air who had shot down two planes of the Little Devils. After returning, he would definitely continue shooting down planes and attacking the Japanese, so he wouldn't need this gun!
"Well, fine, Brother Yu, I'll use it, I must learn to use this gun. I want to use this gun to kill the Japanese and continue to take revenge for Shunliu Brother!"
Yu Ziwen patted Tie Zhu's shoulder and said nothing more. He raised the gun, aiming around and searching for targets.
Reinforcements of the Japanese Soldier were approaching, and a portion of the Japanese Soldier had appeared at the corner. At the same time, not far away, Tie Zhu and the others had also spotted the Nationalist Army.
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