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Bullets whizzed through the crumbling streets, into the head of a guard sentry lying on the roof of a house, and then castrated into the stakes behind it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The guard sentry rolled down the sloping roof and fell into the courtyard, where a large cloud of rubble followed.

Wu Jiang, the deputy battalion commander of the guard, who was resting in the courtyard, saw the vigilant sentry covered in brains and blood, and hurriedly grabbed a 20-round shell gun.

"The devil has touched it! Get ready for battle! ”

Before Deputy Battalion Commander Wu Jiang's words fell, several melon grenades had been thrown into the courtyard along the wall, gurgling and whirling.

"Fuck it!"

Wu Jiang saw the melon grenade rolling towards him, cursed in his heart, and his body had already jumped into the room behind him, crashing into the tables and chairs.

Boom Boom!

The explosion radiated in all directions, and the fiery red explosion mixed with the shattered rubble creaked into the window edges, wooden doors and walls, and immediately became full of holes.

More than a dozen brothers in the guard battalion in the courtyard who had no time to react were swept more than half a meter high by the strong air wave in the explosion, and fell heavily, and most of them were blown to a blur of flesh and blood.

One of the brothers was knocked off his head by the explosion, and the steel helmet was thrown out of the way, red blood running down his cheeks, sticky and mixed with dust on his face, making him look dusty.

He shook his head and sat up, and saw a devil in a steel helmet rushing into the courtyard in the smoke of gunfire.

The sharp bayonet that exuded cold air made him excited, and he hurriedly turned to grab the rifle that had flown out.

The grinning devil soldier also saw the brother wriggling on the ground, a sinister smile flashed on his cold face, and he rushed forward in a vertical stride.

Flutter!

As soon as the brother touched his rifle, the bayonet of the devil soldier also plunged into his body, like cutting into a ripe watermelon.

The brother tried to resist, but the cowhide shoes with cleats worn by the devil soldier had already kicked him in the face, and he reluctantly fell to the ground, struggling and convulsing, and the bayonet was in.

The smoke in the courtyard had not yet cleared, and the cowhide boots made a heavy stomping sound when the devil charged inside.

Wu Jiang, deputy commander of the guard battalion, jumped into the house to avoid the explosion of the melon grenade, knocked over the table and chairs, and opened the safety of the shell gun without caring about the pain.

As soon as the devil soldier who had killed the brother raised his head, the bullets from the shell gun had already whizzed in, shattering his neck, and the sinister smile on his face immediately turned into pain, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Wu Jiang pulled the trigger of the shell gun, and used up twenty rounds of ammunition in a row, and the five devil soldiers who rushed into the courtyard were all knocked over, so frightened that the devils behind them shrank back.

Wu Jiang was worried about the safety of Liu Xing, the deputy commander next door, and ran out of the door while changing the magazine.

Deputy Commander Liu Xing and several staff officers also pulled out the short guns on their waists for self-defense, and they were also caught off guard in the face of the devils who suddenly appeared, and stayed in the house waiting for the guard battalion to come and reinforce them.

Wu Jiang rushed into the house and saw Liu Xing with a short gun: "Sir Liu, the devil is coming, you guys hurry up, I'll cover!"

An operational staff officer looked at the devil lying at the gate of the courtyard and shot inside, and said, "Deputy Battalion Commander Wu, the devil blocked the door and can't get out, can this be done?"

Wu Jiang fired a few more shots outside, turned his head and pointed to the back window and said, "Get out of the window!"

"Take Chief Liu away, I can't stop it for long!" Wu Jiang urged while shooting.

The combat staff officer also knew that it was no further ado, so he hurriedly picked up a stool and smashed a hole in the back window, and carried Liu Xing out.

This infiltrated devil soldier shrewdly tightened, and found that this was a command headquarters, so he launched a surprise attack, but he didn't expect to suffer a head-on blow as soon as he rushed in, and was knocked over several times by Wu Jiang.

"Machine gun cover!" The devil commander was not a vegetarian either, and immediately ordered the machine gun to suppress it, and the infantry detachment to assault.

Dada-da

The devil machine gunners are all experienced veterans, and as soon as they shot, they were like bullets splashing with water, and Wu Jiang was so pressed that he couldn't raise his head.

Through the smoke of gunfire, I saw that more than a dozen devils were hunched over under the cover of machine guns, and without hesitation, they turned around and ran through the window.

The advancing devil soldiers rushed to the wall and squatted, and one of the devil soldiers threw melon grenades into the room, and the rumbling tables and chairs were blown to pieces, and the whole room was smoky.

Before the smoke cleared, the advancing devil soldiers had already rushed into the house with bayonets, but Wu Jiang and they had already run away, and they didn't catch a single one.

The sound of a machine gun suddenly rang out, causing Yang Ling, who was stumbling around looking for the front-line headquarters, to pause, and they could hear that this was the sound of a devil's crooked light machine gun.

Company Commander Wang Huzi hid behind the broken wall, pointed to the street in front of him on the left, and said, "It's from over there—"

"Shall we fight?" Liu Yidao approached Yang Ling and asked.

Yang Ling did not hesitate at all: "It should be that the friendly army has encountered a devil, let's go up and help, and inquire about the headquarters by the way."

The order was issued, Liu Yidao led more than 150 people to drill the alley, and Wang Huzi and the blacksmith also led more than 300 brothers to outflank the battlefield.

Yang Ling, together with Qin Shou, personally led the remaining 500 or so brothers to meet them head-on.

Liu Xing, the deputy commander of the garrison, personally went to the front line of Guanghuamen to command the battle, but the battlefield situation was staggered, and he didn't expect to be attacked by the devils who had infiltrated him, and he was running in embarrassment at the moment.

Three of the combat companies of Liu Xing's guard battalion have been reinforced to the front line to fight, and only a guard platoon is left by his side, and he has no power to fight back at this moment.

The devil soldiers were like wild wolves smelling fishy, judging from the maps and documents in the headquarters that this was the high-level headquarters, and they chased Liu Xing and them relentlessly.

In order to cover the transfer of Liu Xing and the staff officers, the soldiers of the guard platoon relied on the ruins of the street to desperately block the devils.

The marksmanship of the devil soldiers is good, and they are also very familiar with the battles in this street and alley, and the guards who blocked the attack were shot one after another and fell to the ground.

Syllable!

Syllable!

Da Da Da -

The crisp sound of gunfire echoed through the streets, interspersed with the explosion of melon grenades, and the soldiers of the guard platoon could not stop the pursuit of the devil soldiers.

When Liu Xing and the others were blocked into a building by the devils, they saw that the devils' last line of defense was about to be lost, and suddenly there was an earth-shattering shout of killing on the periphery.

In the ruins, countless Chinese soldiers were killed, and the devils hurriedly shot in concealment, trying to establish a defensive line.

Da Da Da -

The bean-like machine-gun bullets struck the devils with their heads in their hands, and they soon ran down the street to the east.

"Who is your chief?"

Yang Ling asked Qin Shou and them to chase after the devil, put away the shell gun himself, and strode into the dilapidated small building.

"Chief Yang!" Wu Jiang recognized Yang Ling who was covered in blood at a glance: "You guys are here like this?"

Yang Ling saw Wu Jiang with a bandage wrapped around his chest, and hurriedly greeted him: "Old Wu-"

Wu Jiang and Yang Ling came to a bear hug that belonged to a man, Yang Ling punched Wu Jiang twice, and said with a smile: "Old Wu, I thought you were killed by a devil."

"My life is too big to die." Wu Jiang is not good at words, and he is grinning at the moment.

At the beginning, the two people fought side by side in the corpse pile on the Songhu battlefield for several days and nights, and the two sides formed a deep friendship.

"By the way, Chief Liu is also here." Wu Jiang hurriedly dodged away and pointed at Liu Xing, whose face was blackened by the gunsmoke not far away.

It was really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it, and he met Liu Xing, the deputy commander of the garrison, here by accident.

"Sir Liu!" Yang Ling stood upright and saluted Liu Xing.

Liu Xing's uniform was no longer straight at the moment, and he was chased by the devil in embarrassment, Yang Ling saved his life and showed a gentle smile to Yang Ling.

"Camp Commander Yang, this time it's thanks to you, otherwise I would have confessed here." He first expressed his gratitude to Yang Ling and them.

Yang Ling also responded modestly, which greatly increased Liu Xing's favor.

"How many people are still in your guerrilla battalion?"

"Report to Chief Liu, there are more than 1,100 brothers!"

Liu Xing was taken aback when he heard this: "Why are there so many people in your guerrilla battalion all of a sudden?"

Yang Ling smiled and explained: "We fought all the way, and encountered many scattered stragglers of the brother troops, and I gathered all of them into the battalion."

Liu Xing heard that Yang Ling was able to gather friendly stragglers, and secretly praised him in his heart, and he asked, "Can your battalion continue to fight now?"

"Yes!"

"Alright, now I'll give you a mission to clear me of all the enemies who have infiltrated these streets."

"Yes!"