Bang!

Rumble!

All kinds of muffled noises exploded in the ranks of devils.

Unsuspecting devils, there are dozens of people injured by the bombing alone.

There are even more than a dozen devils, just don't blow up the iron filings that blow up the bore, and kill them directly.

Coupled with the devils that Li Yunlong killed with a heavy machine gun just now, almost in an instant, there were less than a hundred people left in the original squadron of devils in their early 200s.

And there are less than a hundred people, and less than half of them still have weapons in their hands.

At that time, Li Yunlong was in a hurry to destroy the devil's firearms and weapons, and did not target any devil squadron leader.

At this moment, Fujiki Liang, who had completely sobered up, was in a state of collapse.

As the squadron leader of the heavy machine gun squadron, he was hit hard by the opponent before he could reach the vicinity of the Eighth Route Army station.

Look at the guns in the hands of the subordinates in front of you, the barrel of each gun is bent and deformed.

Firearms in this state are not usable at all.

Even if the bent barrel is straightened, there is no guarantee on the head, and it cannot be used in battle.

Ryoshi Fujiki gathered all the soldiers together and checked the guns on hand, in addition to the pistols they were equipped with, there were only a dozen rifles left to use, as well as a few light machine guns that had been snatched from the corpses of the patrolmen.

Li Yunlong was not in a hurry to alarm these patrolmen, so he would leave so many dozen guns for the devils.

However, these dozen guns, in the face of the heavy machine guns in front of Li Yunlong, did not have any deterrent effect at all.

Fujiki Liang's mentality became more and more broken, and he forcibly endured the emotions that were on the verge of collapse, and ordered angrily, "All of them, retreat immediately!" ”

"Hey!"

"Captain Fujiki, the other party is alone!"

"What's wrong with a person? Even if there is only one person, more than 100 of our warriors have already been destroyed! ”

"But we still have a dozen guns!"

"Can these guns crush the opponent's firepower?"

Ryo Fujiki's eyes widened, and his voice changed.

Li Yunlong, who was on the other side, heard it clearly, and couldn't help but scold in his heart: These bastards, the guns are gone, and they are still a mother's fart.

However, Li Yunlong didn't want so many little devils to escape.

Li Yunlong directly picked up this heavy machine gun and used it as a submachine gun.

Sudden Sudden Rush!

Da-da-da-da!

Li Yunlong had a few rounds of bullets in his waist and a heavy machine gun in his arms, just approaching step by step.

As a result, the devils quickly evacuated.

It was just such a moment of hard work, and Li Yunlong used this heavy machine gun to kill more than 20 little devils.

Seeing that the devil hurriedly withdrew, Li Yunlong chased after him for a distance of seven or eight miles.

Along the way, Fujiki Liang finally understood Li Yunlong's difficulty.

Although Fujiki Liang didn't know that the person who destroyed his plan of action was Li Yunlong, he had already reached the point of apprehension about this strange method of the Eighth Route Army.

Fujiki Liang, who fled in a hurry, ran out for more than ten miles.

Fujiki Liang, who was already tired and panting, slowed down after he couldn't hear the gunshots behind him.

"Baga, is there still the special forces of the Eighth Route chasing behind?"

"Report to Captain Fujiki, that Shina special forces, didn't catch up again"

Hearing the words of his subordinates, Fujiki Ryoshi sat down in the grass and panted heavily.

"Baga, when did the special forces of China become so powerful?"

"Captain, could this special soldier who attacked us be that Li Yunlong?"

Fujiki Liang frowned, took a deep breath, and then said, "It should be that Li Yunlong, except for that Li Yunlong, Lao Tzu can't think of anyone else who can have such strong combat effectiveness." ”

Fujiki Liang and his subordinates guessed correctly.

At this moment, after Fujiki Liang sorted out the remnants of the soldiers in front of him, he found that there were less than fifty soldiers left in the group of troops behind him.

Fujiki Ryo sighed deeply, "It seems that the brigade commander's order is right, I was careless." ”

At this point, Fujiki Liang realized that he, the commander of the brigade, was still very prescient.

Fortunately, now Li Yunlong has stopped pursuing, otherwise Fujiki Liang will definitely end up with Brother Luo's entire army.

It's not that Li Yunlong doesn't want to kill all these little devils.

It was really not allowed by the conditions, and when Li Yunlong swam over, he didn't carry guns and ammunition, only two daggers with him.

From the camp of the devils, I got a heavy machine gun.

However, the weight of the heavy machine gun was too heavy, and it was necessary to carry matching bullets.

By the time Li Yunlong had finished all the bullets, there were still about 50 devils left in Fujiki Liang's squadron, and by this time, Li Yunlong had already understood that this operation could only end here.

Li Yunlong had to give up the idea of continuing to chase, and threw the heavy machine gun directly into the bushes on the side, and then jumped sideways into the lake and swam back towards the opposite bank.

Fujiki Liang naturally didn't know that Li Yunlong had withdrawn, but he was still vigilant, and after a short rest, he began to continue to rush towards the location of the Devil Brigade.

When the white belly of the fish in the east was shining, Li Yunlong had already swam to the opposite shore, rowed the small boat, and returned to Hejiawan, the camp of the first regiment, with the captured guns.

Since Li Yunlong and Song Dong left, Zhao Gang has not slept soundly.

stayed up until dawn in a daze, and when he heard the correspondent come to report that Li Yunlong was back, Zhao Gang rushed out in a hurry this time.

At this time, Li Yunlong had just boarded the dock.

"Lao Zhao, you haven't slept all night?"

Zhao Gang glared, "It's not that you guys are making trouble, you have to act alone, how can Lao Tzu sleep soundly this night?" ”

Li Yunlong laughed and patted Zhao Gang on the shoulder, "Old Zhao, why have you learned to care about Lao Tzu?" ”

Zhao Gang snorted, "When did Lao Tzu not care about you?" ”

Li Yunlong laughed, "Okay, this time the harvest is great, go back and say!" ”

Li Yunlong said, and directly ordered the correspondent on the side, "Go, prepare some snacks for Lao Tzu and your head of the regiment, we have to drink a pot!" ”

Zhao Gangzhi frowned, "Lao Li, when is this, do you still have the heart to drink?" ”

Li Yunlong glared, "What when?" Drink when it's time to drink! ”

Li Yunlong looked at the correspondent again, "What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and prepare?" ”

The correspondent looked at Zhao Gang in embarrassment.

Zhao Gang was helpless, so he nodded, "Okay, let's prepare according to Captain Li's instructions!" ”

"Yes!"

The correspondent hurriedly ran away.

At this time, Zhao Gang asked seriously, "Lao Li, are you sure there is no big problem on the little devil's side?" ”

Li Yunlong smiled, "Lao Zhao, don't worry, Lao Tzu personally inquired about the news back, don't worry about it today." ”

(End of chapter)