Crazy Yang wore a gas mask and half-squinted his eyes, lying on the sorghum on the side of the road without moving.

The Japanese insurgent gun fired, and the earth shook, causing the originally restless blood in his blood vessels to boil slowly.

The "Forty Speaks" fast and slow machine with the right hand clamped on the gun holster.

The Japanese insidious cannon positions are not the target of this trip.

The key is to blow up the Japanese, which can fight poison gas bombs and heavy mortars.

The Japanese artillery guns did not stop and kept firing shells at the gun tower.

After waiting for a long time, I felt the stars in front of me flashing less violently, so I poked my head out and looked south of the road.

The cars heading northwards ran away, and counted silently in my heart.

The car overturned by a large mine was crossing the road.

Block the road directly.

Many Japanese engineers wearing main poison masks were busy wielding shovels on the ground next to the car.

It seems that I am going to pave a simple road directly next to the car blocking the road.

Yang Chengzhi didn't believe in miracles, so he didn't believe that all the poisonous gas bombs were exploded on the car carrying the landmine.

Zhang Xiaodao said that the car that was overturned to the ground was the one equipped with heavy mortar gas bombs.

The car did not catch fire, so he felt that he should give the Japanese another ruthless one.

Previously, only two sounds were heard from the three electric-start mines buried by Li Xiang.

In other words, there is another one that has not been detonated!

Time passes, and it seems like a long time has passed, but it feels like it is just a moment.

Two Japanese men wearing gas masks in front ran south along the road, and seemed to be about to send a message to the south.

Yang Chengzhi suddenly turned around and whispered to Zhang Xiaodao: "Cover me!"

Immediately, he threw the charger gun behind him and picked up the 38-large cover rifle next to him.

After the two Japanese ran away, they immediately emerged from the darkness and followed directly behind the two Japanese and headed south.

It is better to live without a single life than to die. It is a lie to say that you are not afraid of death.

Of course, there are exceptions. Some people who commit suicide are not afraid of death, but for some reason... Maybe they feel that living will endure endless pain.

Different soldiers, they saw life and death on the battlefield, and felt that death was just like that.

It depends on whether it is worth it or not.

Yang Chengzhi believed that he had not blown up the Japanese poisonous gas bombs to reduce casualties in the Eighth Route Army.

He just thought that if the Japanese poison gas bomb could be blown up, the deadly poison gas would definitely be everywhere, and this area of ​​Japanese devils would definitely not be able to live.

...

The leather shoes under the two Japanese were stomping on the ground with a sound.

The tall and big Yang Chengzhi followed step by step.

It's as casual as if I'm taking a walk.

Maybe I feel that the highway where the core area of ​​the Imperial Army is located is safe.

The two Japanese didn't even mean to turn around, and they didn't know that there was a ghostly killing god behind them.

A short road, a dim moonlight.

There is endless darkness that cannot be seen far from both sides of the road. In the darkness, the Japanese guards should be standing at their posts at this time.

The Japanese engineers in front were already leveling the road piled up from the green gauze tent.

As we saw, the temporary pavement was about to be completed.

Maybe it was because of the sixth sense that a Japanese man who was about to approach the construction site suddenly turned around.

I only saw a chest in front of me. Xiong Erhuang's team... It seems that there is no such tall person?

I quickly looked up and tried to see the guy's appearance.

Unfortunately, I only saw one...Pig Mouth Gas Mask...

Then I saw a ray of light flashing in the darkness.

Puchi...

By feeling, it is a bayonet and a black bayonet.

He was sure that he felt that he was not wrong. He had been stabbed to fight with the Eighth Route Army!

That time, his thigh was thorned, and this time, the part of his thorn was his neck.

The bayonet came over obliquely and directly cut the throat...

The fast-in and out bayonet did not give the Japanese who turned back a chance to scream when they were dying.

The companion next to him fell to the ground and struggled. The other Japanese immediately noticed something abnormal and turned his head suddenly.

A big hand just pinched his neck from the side.

The black shadow, who was sneak attacking, actually lifted the Japanese body off the ground with the power of rushing forward.

The throat cracked and broke...

A bayonet stabbed the Japanese straight into the heart from the back of the waist, and the place where he passed was cold.

The severe pain made the Japanese open their mouths unable to make any sound.

With his left hand, he took off the two grenades from the Japanese chest that looked like a slamming man, and hung them one by one on his chest.

Then he pulled out the bayonet from the Japanese body and threw the Japanese still twitching to the ground.

In front of you, the Japanese are working hard in film...

No one noticed the Japanese engineers who came to shovel and pickaxe, and there was only one messenger coming.

The sound of the messenger's trotting in the leather shoes sounded, and he thudded on the dirt road.

Wearing a gas mask...it's not a strange thing, the engineers are wearing it at this time.

If the lieutenant had not ordered the Japanese to absolutely prohibit the gas mask from taking off their heads, the Japanese engineers would probably have preferred to take poison gas than to wear gas masks that were not airtight.

The north shelling flashed from time to time, and I could only see clearly the Imperial Army carrying a rifle, which was so tall that it was amazing.

The mortar military uniform seems a bit short?

Bang bang bang bang...

Yang Chengzhi raised the waffle gun without hesitation, and the holster was pressed against the shoulder socket.

He rushed towards the Japanese engineer, raised his gun, and aimed at the Japanese who were stunned in front of him.

只... 只... 只...

Every time you shoot, the muzzle will jump violently and then suddenly press back.

The flash of big buns suddenly sounded

The shell swirled and fell in the air, and after landing, it turned slightly behind it and stopped moving.

There were more than 30 Japanese engineers, but after hearing the gunshots, they did not immediately turn around and run away like the national army.

Several Japanese rush towards Yang Chengzhi: "Baga!"

The correct head of the wrench gun is poor, but the failure rate is not high.

Each time you shoot, two bullets are fired one after another.

One front and one back... Two bullets, one high and one low, flew hideously to the Japanese chest and abdomen.

Arrogantly penetrated into the Japanese's bodies and began to rage in their muscles and internal organs.

In other words, as long as Yang Chengzhi is listed as the target, he will most likely be shot twice.

However, Yang Chengzhi believes that there is too little time left for himself.

Because a gun was fired at a location, the Japanese who were hiding in the green gauze tent and the Japanese on the north and south roads were all Japanese, so they would definitely rush to the scene as soon as possible.

The Japanese who were hiding in the green gauze tent in the east and west directions would also come immediately.

The flames produced by the continuous shooting of the two muzzles were shining miserably.

It shines the simple road again and again like a lonely grave under the moon, making people feel chilling and weird.

The battle scenes of a person are still noisy.

The sound of bullets puffing into the flesh, the screams of his heart and lungs after being shot, and the sound of falling to the ground.

Black blood splattered in the darkness under the moon. The Japanese engineer who reacted quickly threw down the tools in his hand and hugged his head and jumped in a panic.

Some rushed to the side of the road desperately, trying to get rifles that were built into guns.

Damn darkness!

Hearing dense sounds of muffle guns.

A Japanese in charge of guarding the road in the north ran to the construction site of the emergency repair road in panic.

Not careful, a flash suddenly appeared in the green gauze tent next to him...

A bullet hit his shaking temple...
Chapter completed!