Lieutenant Akino's facial expression was distorted because of anger, and his angry eyes seemed to be about to erupt into flames, and he roared and shot! Shoot!

Type 92 heavy machine guns, crooked light machine guns, grenadier barrels mixed with 38 rifles roared in unison, and the three-dimensional fire net they formed directly shrouded them in the old smoking guns. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The smoke was thick with smoke, the smoke and dust were piled up, the scorching bullets had smashed the sandbags in the bunker, the dirty hat of the old smoking gun had been torn off, and the remnants of the soldiers were lying on the ground with a roaring noise in their ears.

The loss of two of the devil veterans in an instant completely angered Lieutenant Akino, you must know that the veteran is the backbone of the army and the soul, and a veteran is even worth a squad of recruits, and the role is immeasurable.

But now that their experienced veterans had been killed by the Chinese soldiers they disdained, Lieutenant Akino couldn't accept it for a while, and his vengeful anger turned into bullets and poured out.

"! The devil has eaten explosives! The old smoker almost had his head cut off by a bullet, and cursed loudly in the face of the dense rain of bullets.

"Company commander, how are we going to fight!" The remnants of the soldier were pressed to the ground by the devil and did not dare to raise their heads, and asked the old smoking gun loudly.

"Fuck it, you heartless one, get the fuck with a machine gun and retreat!"

The devil has a veteran, and the old smoking gun is also a veteran, although the marksmanship is not as good as the other party, but he knows when to fight and when to run.

The devils were clearly enraged, and if they stayed here, they would have to be reimbursed for a few grenades that fell.

"Brother Yang, let's retreat to the back first, you follow!" When the old smoking gun was withdrawn, he didn't forget to remind Yang Ling.

Bang bang bang! As soon as the old smoking gun withdrew from the front foot, a grenade fired from a few grenadiers on the back foot bombarded the bunker where the old smoking gun was waiting, and the entire bunker was directly destroyed.

"Kill, change, change!" Lieutenant Akino roared angrily, and the devil soldiers shot at the running old smoker and the others as they fired.

The scorching bullets whizzed past them, and they ran wildly, and the two remnants of the soldiers fell to the ground screaming at the bullets, the bullets piercing their bodies, leaving two bloody holes.

The old smoker and another remnant braved the rain of bullets to go back and dragged the two remnants to the ground into the crater, and then set up the machine gun and began to return fire.

The two remnants of the bullet did not die immediately, the bullets flew through the back and out of the chest, and they curled up in the crater, howling in pain.

"Brother, hold on, hold on!" Several remnants of the soldiers hurriedly began to tear their clothes and prepare to bandage their wounds, sweating profusely.

But there was a shortage of medical treatment here, and the remnants were not health soldiers, so they tried to stop the bleeding with strips of cloth to plug the wounds of the remnants of the soldiers who were pierced by bullets, but the blood was still uncontrollable like a fountain, staining the clothes and the ground under them.

Despite all the efforts of the remnants, they were helpless in the face of the unstoppable blood, and could only watch as the brothers who fought side by side wailed and died in agony.

"Little devil! you grandma! Ignoring the blood on their hands, the remnants screamed and grabbed their guns and shot at the looming ghost soldiers, firing angry bullets.

Yang Ling was also fighting and retreating, his body constantly rolling in the place, and the bullets hit the place where he rolled one after another, and the muddy water splashed with a pop.

Yang Ling had never been so embarrassed as he was now, almost in a race against death, the firepower of the ghost soldiers was too strong, so they had no power to fight back at all.

Burst!

The bullet hit the old smoker in the shoulder, and he let out a muffled grunt of pain, and fell sideways in the crater, the machine gun figuring out.

A remnant grabbed the machine gun of the old smoking gun, put it on his shoulder and began to roar and shoot again, and several devils who rushed to the front were hit, rolled to the ground in pain, and were dragged into the trench by the devils behind.

Yang Ling rolled into the trench, pulled off the drawstring of the grenade, and threw it backwards.

With a loud bang, a large piece of gravel floating soil was lifted into the trench with the air wave, Yang Ling's head popped out of the trench and looked, several devils chasing him had been blown over, two flesh and blood blurred and did not move, and the other was holding the broken thigh and howling in pain.

Yang Ling raised his gun and aimed at a devil rifleman who rushed from the side, slammed it to the ground, and then didn't care whether he was dead or not, he immediately turned around and ran towards the old smoking gun and the others.

There were too many devil soldiers, and they rushed over scatteredly, and with Yang Ling's sparse firepower, they couldn't intercept it at all, as long as they were close to the devils, they would definitely not be able to please them.

Yang Ling rolled into the crater next to them near the old smoking gun, kept pulling the bolt, and kept shooting at the devils who were charging over, the devils kept being knocked over, but there were more and more devils, and he was already in a hurry.

"Machine gun for me! I'm covering! Evacuate now! Yang Ling pulled the bolt of the gun and pierced the chest of the devil soldier who was nearly thirty meters away, and roared loudly at the remnants of the machine gun.

In the face of the dense firepower of the devils, the remnants also knew that they could not hold on, so they threw the machine guns and magazines to Yang Ling, and they set up the wounded soldiers who were already unable to move and ran towards the rear.

Yang Ling picked up the machine gun, quickly loaded the magazine, and then clicked-da

The rest of the devils lay on the ground again and began to shoot at Yang Ling's side, the bullets kicked up the floating soil in front of Yang Ling, but Yang Ling's machine gun did not stop.

The devil soldiers were temporarily suppressed by Yang Ling's machine gun, but Yang Ling knew that it would not last long, and he only hoped that the remnants of the soldiers would run faster now, so that he could evacuate earlier.

The remnants of the soldiers ran towards the west in embarrassment, Yang Ling's machine gun was also constantly roaring to cover them, the devil's machine gun also rang out, and Yang Ling's shooting began to appear in gap.

The devil riflemen were very cunning, taking advantage of their machine gun suppression, taking advantage of the bunker on the position to keep approaching Yang Ling.

A grenade emitting green smoke rolled towards Yang Ling, but fortunately, he quickly grabbed it and threw it back, the grenade exploded in mid-air, and the flying shrapnel pulled a bloody hole on Yang Ling's face, and blood was poured out.

Ignoring the hot pain on his face, Yang Ling pulled the trigger again, the machine gun spewed out tongues of fire, and the dense bullets swept out in a fan shape, and several jumping devils were immediately beaten into blood gourds, and fell straight to the ground.

Toot Toot Toot Toot -

A loud military horn sounded in the dense gunfire, and a mountain of shouts came from a distance, Yang Ling turned his head to look, countless Chinese soldiers in light yellow military uniforms were charging this side.

"Brethren! Hit Little Japan! Rush with Lao Tzu! A slender Chinese officer, armed with a short gun, charged forward.

These Chinese soldiers in light yellow military uniforms straightened their chests one by one and rushed forward to meet the devils.

Dada...... The machine gunners of the devil soldiers also spotted the charging Chinese reinforcements, and immediately turned their guns and fired the dense bullets like water.

The bodies of the more than a dozen Chinese soldiers who rushed to the position first trembled and burst into a bloody mist, and then they fell, and the people behind rushed up with their chests straight.

"Little devil!" Yang Ling saw that the reinforcements were swept away by the devil's machine gun, and angrily pulled the trigger, and the bullet swept over, and the devil's machine gunner was immediately enveloped by the bullet, and blood splattered.