Every time he fights, Scar treats it as his last fight. Ever since he became a pirate, Scar has learned that people grow horizontally and vertically in life. From sharks to the most ferocious pirates, he has become accustomed to facing them.

All kinds of enemies. But Scar never expected that he would encounter such enemies today.

The corpses on the street had piled up into a hill, and another group of people climbed over the mountain of corpses and rushed over. These people were obviously abnormal. They were not wearing military uniforms and had knives and guns in their hands. During the break in the battle, Scar picked it up and looked at it. There were many soldiers.

There is also the Wanli font on the blade.

This group of mentally disturbed people dared to fight with the Liao army armed to the teeth even with such broken iron pieces in their hands. "Ping ping ping ping pong" gunshots rang out again, and the group of people had not yet climbed down the mountain of corpses.

He was beaten until his flesh and blood flew everywhere. Blood was flowing all over his body, and he twitched and became part of the mountain of corpses.

"You bitch, you don't dare to come to fight, why bother sending ordinary people to die." Old people, women, and even children have begun to appear in the mountain of corpses. I don't know what they think, the common people in Henan, Shanxi, and Guanzhong

They all gathered the commander's soldiers to fight against them. Everyone believed that as long as the Liao soldiers fought against them, they would have a good life.

The common people don't care so much. They don't care at all who becomes the emperor. They care more about whether there is food in the bowl today or whether the children at home have new clothes to wear during the Chinese New Year!

Who the hell is the emperor is none of my business. Can he be hungry or warm?

"Platoon leader, the boss ordered to continue the attack. The palace must be captured before noon tomorrow!" The messenger brought the latest news. A group of guys from the reserve division behind were pushing wheelbarrows. Carloads of ammunition were unloaded on the roadside, no matter which unit they belonged to.

Liao soldiers and soldiers can receive ammunition there.

Scar walked over and put a few grenades in his pocket. He also took a bag of bullets, picked up a big cake and ate it while walking. The brothers in the platoon also followed Scar's example, holding a big cake in one hand and a kettle in the other.

Sitting at the base of the wall, munching away at the air-dried beef and fragrant sausages, no one touched them. No one was interested in eating meat when they saw the four to five meter high mountain of corpses.

After finishing the big cake, he picked up a pot of water and poured it down. He wiped his mouth and said, "Let's go!"

In a night of fighting, two members of the platoon were wounded and two died. One had his foot pierced by a nail, and the other had his head broken by a rock that flew from nowhere. The two who died were both because of snipers. This is how big

All casualties were suffered overnight, and the enemy's resistance was too damn weak. After walking all night and advancing through several streets, there was no trace of the Nanjing Forbidden Army.

Everyone would rather walk around than climb that mountain of corpses.

The street in front of me was still empty. There was a large pit two meters deep in the middle of the street. At first glance, I knew it was exploded by the heavy rockets that flew in last night. Everything around the large pit was in tatters. Printed on the wall were

The two human figures looked like a mother holding her child. The two dark objects on the ground were probably the unlucky mother and son.

The power of the explosion was so powerful that it squeezed the living person out of the wall. The blazing high temperature turned the two women, whose muscles and bones were broken, into a ball of coke!

There were corpses everywhere, and many people were bleeding from their orifices. It was obvious at first glance that they had been shocked to death.

A single artillery shell can kill hundreds of people, and the cruelty of hot weapon warfare is unreservedly displayed in front of the soldiers.

As he carefully walked around the big pits one after another, Scar felt an uneasy feeling. He pulled out the Japanese knife and touched around. The muscles on his back were tense, like a leopard ready to pounce at any time.

"Be careful!" Scar looked around with evil eyes.

Seeing Scar's nervous look, the soldiers were all on guard. Their eyes were on the high attic. Half of the previous casualties were caused by the sharpshooters in the attic. These grandsons of the Jiangnan Forbidden Army only dared to hide in the house.

Fire a cold shot.

Suddenly, the two "corpses" on the ground suddenly jumped up. One of them hugged a Marine and said, "The country has been raising soldiers for thirty years, and it is now time to serve the country."

"Lie down!" Scar's eyes suddenly shrank to the size of a needle nose. The moment the two people exploded, Scar could already see the green smoke coming out of their arms.

"Boom!" "Boom!" There were two explosions, blood mist filled the air, and the stumps were flying around, and countless steel balls shot out from the two people.

The smoke was still filling the air, and the ground was filled with the screams of injured soldiers. The two Marines who were hugged had their bodies beaten like sieves by steel balls. Several people next to them were also injured to varying degrees. Fortunately, Scar

The distance between individual soldiers was very large, otherwise these two guys holding explosive bags could destroy the entire platoon.

"Wang Xiaozhu! Kong Er is stupid!" The two who died were both new recruits, strong young men who had just joined the army this year. One was eighteen and the other was nineteen. After being raised by my parents for eighteen or nineteen years, they finally grew into strong young men. With an explosion, they

It's all gone. It's like a hornet's nest on my body, with only a few inches of good skin left.

"All corpses, last hit! Last hit!" Scar shouted loudly, and chopped off half of a corpse's head with his backhand.

Twenty or thirty meters away, there really was a guy pretending to be dead. Bullets hit the bastard, and he rolled around like a pig. Then he suddenly turned over and rushed this way like crazy. A dense barrage of bullets hit him

It hit his chest, and the huge kinetic energy beat him like a leaf falling in the wind.

Blood spurted out like a fountain, and both legs were broken. This guy just had to crawl this way with his arms!

"Lie down!"

"Boom!" There was an explosion, and the tough guy just broke into countless pieces. Anyway, Scar only saw a piece of internal organs stuck to the wall, and he didn't know if it was a heart, a liver, or something else.

"Damn it, if you see a corpse from now on, shoot it with a gun. Don't be afraid of wasting ammunition!" Looking at his wailing men, the veins on Scar's head popped up.

After fighting all night, two people were killed and two injured. The two explosions just killed and wounded seven people. The entire squad lost their combat effectiveness! Three of them were seriously injured, and I don't know if they will survive tonight.

Damn, the casualties caused in just one moment were twice as many as the entire night.

Two mortar shells landed a hundred meters away, and human limbs could be seen flying around in the smoke.

"Continue to attack!" Scar roared, his eyes filled with fierceness.

In a sloping alley, a few old ladies suddenly emerged. They hugged the advancing soldiers and said, "Son, we are all good people. Do your best and don't kill us."

Although the above orders can shoot at ordinary people at will, the soldiers still have no way to attack these gray-haired old people. Chinese people pay attention to filial piety, and who doesn't have an old man at home? These old ladies, they are considered to be them based on their age.

It's enough for grandma and grandma. Not to mention hitting it, even pushing it might cause it to fall apart.

"Kill them! Kill them!" Scar shouted loudly, but he didn't dare to shoot at will from a distance of twenty or thirty meters. It would be bad if he hurt his brothers!

The Liao Army has strict military discipline, and those who disobey orders can be shot on the spot. But the Marines are hesitant and unwilling to shoot. Moreover, those old ladies are holding on to their guns. If they want to shoot, they must first kill these old ladies.

The wife needs to knock her down.

"Help! Help!" Seven or eight more children ran out of the alley. The oldest was no more than six or seven years old, and the youngest was still wearing crotchless pants. When they saw these old ladies, they all rushed forward with their hands tied.

"Lie down!" Scar's eyes shrank to the size of a needle nose, and he lay on the ground without any hesitation. The moment the children ran out, Scar saw the green smoke floating behind them.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "...!" The explosions rang out one after another, and broken bricks, foam and stones hit the helmet with a continuous "crackling" sound.

Scar was so angry that the whole class was ruined. Why didn't they shoot these idiots if they were told to shoot?

The smoke quickly dissipated, and there were broken corpses everywhere on the ground. There were Liao soldiers and old ladies and children. There was a hand lying in front of Scar's eyes. The small hand was not as big as Scar's palm, and it was white and tender.

There is no blood where the stubble is broken, and the fleshy bits look like Ehime oranges.
Chapter completed!