Bang! Bang!

Twist!

On the streets of Jinzhou City, gunfire sounds and bullets splashed on the bluestone road like rain.

The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder and blood, which made people almost suffocate. The trajectories of the bullets intertwined into a web of death, and people fell down every moment.

The Japanese officer roared loudly, trying to eliminate Ma Hu and his men.

But Ma Hu and his men are not lambs to be slaughtered.

The two sides exchanged wild fires with fires less than 30 meters apart, relying on various bunkers on the streets.

Bullets flew around in the air, and the people on the streets were frightened and had already escaped without a trace.

Ma Hu can use this to show his strength and order his subordinates to shoot fiercely at the Japanese.

But as he was hit, he found that not only did the Japanese fight more and more, but his bullets were also hit less and less.

At this moment, Zhang Wenyuan spoke: "The boss, the time is almost over. Let's retreat to Sanjia Lane?"

Ma Hu thought about it, finally nodded and said: Retreat.

Under Ma Hu's order, everyone retreated to Sanjiaxiang.

The Japanese officer drew his combat knife and shouted: Chase.

In his eyes, there were only more than twenty enemies left, and they were no longer able to resist.

Amid the officer's roar, the Japanese soldiers rushed out of the bunker and shot randomly at Ma Hu and others in the retreat.

At this time, the Japanese were running, and Ma Hu and others were running.

In other words, both sides are moving. Even if the Japanese are only more than 30 meters away from Ma Hu and others, it is difficult to hit the target.

However, the Japanese were too densely packed with bullets, and one of the solitary men was hit by stray bullets, and one of them blew in front of the gun and sprayed blood.

Ma Hu cursed, turned around and shot the Japanese who had withdrawn the bullet shell.

"Good boss, please leave!"

At this time, Zhang Wenyuan urged Ma Hu and pulled Ma Hu into the alley.

It is too dangerous to run on the street at this time, and bullets fly around. Whether you can avoid bullets depends entirely on luck.

Five or six brothers were hit by stray bullets and died tragically on the Main Street.

Fortunately, they all took the opportunity to run into the alley and circled with the Japanese in the alley, barely stabilizing the situation.

But there were too many Japanese, and at least two infantry squadrons were pursuing them.

Ma Hu led his men to run wildly and fled to the direction of Sanjiaxiang as planned.

But at this time Ma Hu was a little worried. If so many Japanese were led to Sanjia Lane, which brother Ye could have a way to deal with it?

If not, then they may be in danger today.

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When I was young, I came to Sanjia Lane, but Ma Hu didn't see his brother Ye here, and even the little Zhuge disappeared.

And I don’t know why, there are a lot of white powder on the ground.

"This is the boss!"

At this moment, Xiao Zhuge waved to Ma Hu in the depths of the alley.

Ma Hu didn't think much about it, and led the people to run towards Xiao Zhuge. Because the Japanese pursuers arrived again.

So at this time, even if Ma Hu doesn't want to run, he has to run into the alley.

And not long after Ma Hu left, the Japanese arrived.

But the vanguard of the Japanese discovered the abnormality and stopped and said, "Report to the commander, there are more white powder in the alley for unknown reasons."

The Japanese officer looked at Ma Hu and others who were about to escape from their sight in the distance, looked at the white powder on the ground and said disdainfully: "What can be the mere white powder? No matter what it is, our enemies have passed by, which proves that they are harmless. If you chase me, you must catch these people."

"Hi!"

The Japanese took the order, and all the Japanese quickly chased in the direction where Ma Hu and others disappeared.

The Japanese were a lot of people and they ran fast. The wind brought by the running raised all the white powder on the ground.

But the Japanese didn't care at all. After all, their enemies ran over, which proved that these white powders were not poisonous at all.

So more than two hundred Japanese Feng ran into the alley.

But at this moment, men in black suddenly appeared on the roof. They poured out the bags in their hands before the Japanese even reported it.

Also white powder.

The powder was pouring up a lot of dust. The Japanese originally wanted to shoot at these men in black, but they were either confused by the white powder or coughed violently by choking, so they could not aim at the other party to shoot.

The Japanese officer was also confused and cursed angrily: "Baga, these cunning Chinese people actually puzzled our eyes with lime."

"Report to the sir, these seem to be not lime, but flour."

At this moment, a Japanese soldier tasted the white powder and reported it to the Japanese officer.

"Baga, these hateful Chinese people. Do they think that using some flour can stop us?"

The Japanese officer became more and more angry and pulled out the sword on his waist again and said, "Chasing me."

But I didn't expect that at this moment, a grenade came from nowhere, jumped tickly on the blue stone slab and came to the feet of the Japanese officer.

The Japanese officer had not seen any grenades because of his eyes being confused and his tears and snot had not been wiped clean.

But the Japanese beside him saw it and screamed in dismay: "Hand, grenade!"

boom!

Before the Japanese could finish their words, many Japanese had not yet reported it, and an extremely violent explosion came quietly.

The moment of explosion, it seemed as if the heaven and earth were shocked.

The mixture of flour and air directly had a chain reaction under the detonation of the fire, and the entire alley exploded continuously like a series of ignited firecrackers.

The explosion of flames swept across and swallowed everything in an instant.

The Japanese were thrown in all directions by this sudden force like rags, drawing a series of death arcs in the air.

Some Japanese were directly blown to the point of blood and blood, their bodies were split into pieces, turning into pieces of blood-stained debris scattered around; some rolled in the air for a few times, fell heavily to the ground, twisted their limbs and scattered in vain.

The Japanese officer was even more miserable. His body was torn apart by a huge impact force, and the sword broke out from his hand and flew away, finally inserted into the collapsed wall on the side, making a harsh cry.

At this time, the Japanese officer had already turned into pieces of minced meat and was gradually annihilated in the explosion.

The surrounding houses were not spared. The shock waves generated by the explosion shattered the nearby houses, and then collapsed, raising large swaths of dust and rubble.

The bricks and wooden beams fell like raindrops, burying the Japanese who had not yet escaped, leaving only faint cry for help and desperate moans.

The alley is also in a mess, like hell on earth.
Chapter completed!