A few crooked Chinese characters written in blood, "This village has no chickens and dogs left" pierced into everyone's eyes. Under the moonlight, the entire Luo Village was silent and quietly infiltrated.

Everyone walked towards the village in a heavy mood, and they already felt ominous, but there was still a glimmer of hope. No one spoke, and walked towards the west courtyard of the village where the men were imprisoned.

From a distance, you could smell a stinking smell of flesh and blood. When you arrived at the courtyard, everyone was shocked. More than fifty men died and injured and lying all over the ground. Some were incomplete and some were burned to black. The scene was terrible.

With a "wow...", a woman burst into tears, rushed over, and searched randomly, "Baby, where are you? You can't just go there."

For a moment, the women cried, calling their brothers, calling their fathers and husbands. The miserable voices were heartbreaking.

Hong Yue leaned against a mud wall, endured the uproar in her chest and abdomen, and finally tilted her head and vomited... She had never seen such a bloody and cruel scene before, and she couldn't stand it.

She slowly walked to a corner and sat on the ground weakly. She vomited all the things in her stomach, even spitting out several mouthfuls of bile, and her face was filled with tears and snot. She raised her head and stared at the stars in the sky. Although the wound on her arm was still very painful, the shock in her heart made her forget it.

The Japanese used the Northeast as a stable base and rear, and implemented slave education, gentle policies, and cruel behaviors to restrain themselves. No wonder Hong Yuechu was so shocked when he saw this situation.

Didn’t my brother become an accomplice when he did things for the Japanese? He just turned to the Japanese for the benefit of the Hong family. Is it all wrong to make accomplices for the tiger?

Listening to the miserable howling, Hong Yue shook her head in pain, but her hands were tied back. The sound continued to penetrate into her ears and collapsed her heart.

As soon as a Japanese man jumped up, Wu Ming seized the time for a short second and aimed at the place where he landed in advance. With a "bang", the Japanese thought he would have met him. The body fell into a small field with a thump, and that place was originally where he wanted to jump into hiding. WAN

More than 30 Japanese soldiers searched Wu Ming's roughly hiding place and moved forward. The Japanese were not afraid of death. Cruelty and blood can even increase morale, but such unknown death, especially such cold guns, are very harmful to morale.

The Japanese officer crawled over and took a look. The Japanese man's head was opened. The red and white ground flowed all over the ground, and he couldn't help but curse hatefully: "Bagayalu."

Wu Ming rushed to the way for the Japanese to retreat and continued to kill and indomitablely, which made the Japanese extremely angry. Is this Chinese man wrong? He has been entangled from noon until dark, and he is still shooting cold guns around the team. Seeing his companions fall down one by one for noon, the Japanese soldiers are in a dilemma. N

But in the dark night, it was Wu Ming's favorite killing environment. Under the bleak moonlight, he quickly walked through the woods, harassed and entangled around the Japanese team. Every shot was not lost, and he never shot continuously in the same place.

Wu Ming himself is a master of art and courage, and he does not like the individual combat capabilities of these Japanese devils. In addition, he is protected by bulletproof vests. As long as he is not shot at close range, even if he is injured, it will not be fatal, making him fearless.

With a loud "boom", the thunder arranged by Wu Ming exploded! With the light of the explosion, the rifle in his hand quickly found the sniper target, pulled the trigger quickly, and then hugged and left quickly.

The Japanese who stayed there were anxiously looking at the mountain, fighting endlessly. Who would have thought that a Chinese man would dare to challenge a team of more than a hundred people? This guy is not only brave, but also has a very high level of skills and tactics. The sky is getting darker and darker, and this guy is even more powerful.

A gun barrel slowly stretched out from the woods on the other side and aimed at the left-behind Japanese squad leader.

Bang, with a crisp gunshot, a bloody flower burst out from the Japanese captain's head and planted a horse.

The sudden attack surprised the Japanese and their attention immediately turned to the other side. It turned out that the enemy was not alone, but there was still here.

Bang, another Japanese cavalry fell off the horse. At the same time, the approximate location of the attacker was exposed. When did the Japanese Imperial Army fight such a coward, suffer such grievances, and are overturned by only two or three Chinese people, and suffer heavy losses. This is too shameful. Only five or six Japanese guards were left to guard the wounded and horses, other Japanese rushing up with howling. Even the cavalry jumped off the horse and joined the pursuit team.

A gray figure nimbled into the mountains and forests, running wildly. The Japanese behind him shouted loudly, but unfortunately they seemed to be from mountain people, and these Japanese soldiers chasing them were stumbled and chased them farther and farther away.

Bullets kept flying over, and the broken branches and snow on the trees kept falling on Wu Ming's head. He shook his head vigorously and calmly pulled the machine. A Japanese man who was holding a machine gun and kept firing into the dense forest fell to the sky.

The footsteps of the Japanese kept ringing behind him. The man in gray hesitated for a moment and began to specifically select some difficult and hidden places to run. Soon, he threw the Japanese chasing them away, and then stopped and wiped off the sweat from his head.

If it were Brother Wu, he would definitely not let these Japanese leave easily. The man in gray spitted, frowned, stood there and thought for a while, and then followed the retreating Japanese to kill them back.

Wu Ming and the Japanese continued to play the game of chasing and escaping. He escaped very easily, but the Japanese chased them very hard. The thunder set by Wu Ming could not be seen in the woods after dark, and it was not easy to catch Wu Ming. After eating two grenades, the Japanese were more careful, hoping that the commander would order the retreat and quickly end the pursuit full of murderous intent and traps.

Note: There is another update tonight, and I will make up for yesterday’s.
Chapter completed!