Chapter 158: Burning the Devil
"Deflated calf thing, don't bite with your mouth next time, it's not disgusting, use a knife to sharpen it!"
The platoon commander Qin Shou stuffed a devil saber stained with blood and minced meat into Su Er's arms, and immediately turned his head as if he was running away, he was afraid that Su Er's mouth would show his teeth stained with minced meat and blood again, and he was disgusted and panicked. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Qin Shou and they hit an ambush of the devil soldiers, eight motorcycles rolled over on their sides and the lights were still on, and more than 20 devils had been blown up by grenades to see the king of Hades, the country. The army brothers were very happy, and one by one they stuffed the things on the ghost soldiers into their arms like the New Year.
A country. The army brother touched the devil's motorcycle with the lights on and praised it: "Platoon commander, what do you say the devil has in his head, making such a strange thing, not to mention, the roar is much more majestic than our cavalry."
While touching the valuable things from the corpse of the devil soldier, Qin Shou said angrily: "Next time, if you knock on the devil's head and take a look, you will know what is inside."
The name of the country. Brother Jun looked at the hideous-looking head of the devil soldier, showed a thoughtful expression, and did not say anything.
Qin Shou kicked the corpse of the devil soldier and raised his hand: "It's all right, let's withdraw as soon as you're done!" There are devils everywhere in this dangerous city, and although they have set up an ambush for devils, he doesn't want to put himself in it.
"Platoon commander, what should I do with these devil cars?" Someone asked for instructions on how to deal with the overturned devil motorcycles, although they were blown up, but some of them were only subject to small wear and tear, and they can be repaired and used.
"Didn't you talk nonsense, it's all ruined for me, don't leave it to the devil."
These devil motorcycles are majestic to ride, although Qin Shou's eyes are red, but he can't take them away at the moment, and he is reluctant to take them in vain, which still ruins the trouble.
Country. The soldiers began to pick up things and start smashing, and with a clattering sound of shattering, the devil's motorcycle was smashed beyond recognition, a hole was made in a fuel tank, and the gasoline inside also gushed out.
Qin Shou smelled the smell of gasoline wafting in the air, his head flashed, and he hurriedly shouted: "Stop!" Stop it all! ”
"Platoon commander, what's wrong?" A brother was smashing the hammer he didn't know where to find it, and Qin Shou was so startled that he almost took off his hand, and raised his head for some reason.
Qin Shou pointed to the outflowing gasoline and said, "Pour this gasoline on the street for me, quick!"
Country. The army brothers didn't know why, and began to smash the fuel tank and splash it on the street with the steel helmet of the devil soldiers, smelling the smell of gasoline in the air, Qin Shou's scorched face flashed a ruthless color, little devil, don't blame you Qin Ye for being ruthless, you are self-inflicted and can't live!
The streets were filled with gasoline, the smell of gasoline was thick in the air, and in the middle of the street lay the corpses of devil soldiers and motorcycles that had been smashed beyond recognition.
Dense footsteps sounded on the street in the distance, a large number of devil soldiers wearing steel helmets appeared, heavy leather shoes trampled the street to the sky, and soon they arrived at a messy street, seeing those devil soldiers who died because of the attack, let them feel like a great enemy, hurriedly dispersed the guard, bang bang to the roofs on both sides of the fire reconnaissance, there was no response.
The gunfire in the direction of the 18th Wing Headquarters was fierce, and the officers of this group of devil soldiers were anxious to rescue, and asked one detachment to stay and collect the corpses, and the others immediately went straight to the direction of the Wing Headquarters.
One of the devil soldiers may have been running too fast, and the gasoline on the street made the street slippery, and he fell on his heel, and the torch he was holding fell to the ground.
Rumble! As soon as the torch landed, the flames jumped up, seeing the flames, the devil officer's face changed wildly, and before he came out, the whole street turned into a sea of fire, and the flames made Qin Shou, who was about to shoot, shrink his head in fright, and the scorching wave of air hit, and he felt that his face was about to be burned.
The dozens of devil soldiers who entered the street have become fire men at this moment, and in the face of the scorching and burning sea of fire, they ran towards the wolves abruptly, but there were flames jumping up everywhere, and they could not escape, and some of them were so burned that they let out a heart-rending howl, and they could not get up again when they fell.
Hearing the terrible screams of the little devils, Qin Shou's heart was furious, and he immediately felt some sympathy for these little devils, but in an instant, he thought of the villages that had become ruins along the way, leaving no people and animals, and the pity and sympathy in his heart quickly dissipated without a trace, this is war, except for you and me, where do you use any means.
Because the gasoline on the street was lit by the little devils themselves, only the dozens of devils who entered in advance were killed, and the devil soldiers behind were so frightened that they hurriedly retreated, watching the living people being burned to charcoal, trying to save them, but they were forced back by the fire.
Looking at the soldiers who were rolling and roaring in the fire, the faces of Shotaro Higashi, who had followed from behind, twitched in the muscles of his face under the reflection of the firelight, and his face was full of anger.
"Yaga! Yaga! "Damn the Shina people! Bastard! Shotaro Higashi, who followed from behind, was no longer slaughtering the country in the North Tower Temple. The victorious posture of the wounded soldiers, seeing their own soldiers burned alive, became angry and furious.
The traitor translator's face was flushed at the moment, I don't know if it was roasted by the fire or frightened, although the weather was cold, but he kept stretching out his sleeves to touch the sweat on his forehead, he was almost burned to death, and he was afraid in his heart, damn, these countries. The army was so ruthless that it burned people with gasoline.
The smell of meat began to fill the air, and Qin Shou saw the angry and roaring devil officer over there, and secretly cursed in his heart that he deserved it!
"Withdraw!" Seeing that there was no more chance to fight, Qin Shou cautiously shrank the roof and whispered to the strange-looking brothers to evacuate.
"Sir! Our transport squadron was attacked! Just as Shaosa Higashi Shotaro was angry and roaring, a devil messenger hurriedly chased after him from behind and reported loudly.
"What!?" Shaozo Higashi Shotaro's eyes were about to erupt with fire at this moment, and he immediately hurriedly led people back.
All of their ammunition is transported by the transport squadron under the brigade, and Higashishotaro knows the importance of the transport squadron, once it is lost, it not only means that their brigade loses the supply of weapons and ammunition, but also means that they will go hungry.
Foster care and ammunition This is a fatal weakness for a force, losing foster care and ammunition is like a tiger without sharp claws, it will lose its combat effectiveness, and now their target is Nanjing, at this juncture in the face of such a thing, how can it not let Shaosa Higashi Shotaro go crazy.
But when he hurried back with his team, the cars, mules and horses of the entire transport squadron were already in a sea of fire, and the soldiers of the transport squadron were hurrying to put out the fire.
"Ahh Seeing this scene, Shaozo Higashi Shotaro let out an angry roar, pulled out his saber and slashed angrily, so frightened that the traitor translator hurriedly hid far away, for fear that he would launch a frenzy and even cut himself.