On the narrow mountain road, the officers and soldiers of the death squad, scarred and covered with blood stains, and the officers and soldiers of the supervision team confronted each other with guns.

Both sides had bullets on their chambers, and the muzzles of their guns were against each other's chests, blowing their noses and glaring at each other, neither of them was to be outdone.

"Okay, okay, you're really doing the opposite."

The platoon commander of the supervision team struggled to get up from the ground, and Liu Yidao's kick almost kicked him to the point that he almost didn't have his back on his back, and his face was full of anger at the moment.

Liu Yidao, the brothers who fought bloodily on the front line, hated the most except for the devils, who were these overseers who flaunted their might behind their backs and fired black guns from time to time.

Many of the brothers died on the battlefield, but sometimes they died at the hands of the bastards of the Warlords, and the hearts of anyone who stood behind him at such a time could shoot themselves at any time was full of anger.

The contradictions between the combat troops and the supervising teams broke out unreservedly at this moment, and the guns of the two sides pointed at each other, murderous.

"Get out of the way for Lao Tzu, let's go down!"

The front was already filled with poisonous gas, and Liu Yidao didn't want his brother to die in vain.

The platoon commander of the overseer team also glared viciously: "If you want to go down, unless you step on Lao Tzu's body, you all have to give Lao Tzu to turn around and go back and continue fighting!" ”

Most of the officers and men fighting on the front line are involuntary and miserable, and once they set foot on the battlefield, there is no way out.

Ahead of them are the most vicious little devils, and behind them are the cold-blooded and ruthless Warlords, who have defeated not only the pain of losing their brothers, but also the infamy.

Once the battle is won, there is nothing for them to do, and those commanders can use the victory they have bought with their blood to ask for merit and reward, while their military salaries and pensions have been repeatedly delayed, and they can't even eat enough.

Even though the brothers were full of grievances, whenever they heard the slogan of defending their homeland and country, they would still rush to the battlefield and rush to the enemy to defend the country.

"Get out of the way!" Liu Yidao's face was already full of anger, and the gun in his hand had been bolted.

Although he was oppressed by the brothers of the death squad, the platoon commander of the overseer team still refused to give an inch: "Don't let me!" ”

"Which unit are you from? Don't be stupid, let your chief follow suit! The Warlords shouted a threat.

Seeing the overseer team blocking the way, Liu Yidao couldn't help it, and ordered loudly: "Give their guns to Lao Tzu!" ”

Since the brothers have arrived at the death squad, they are all masters who are not afraid of death, and they are not afraid of the overseer team at all, and when they heard Liu Yidao's order, they rushed forward one after another to get off the guns of the superintendent.

"What to do, what to do, don't mess around, you will be dealt with by military law when the time comes."

Seeing the brothers of the death squad rushing over to fire their guns, the platoon commander of the overseer team suddenly became a little anxious.

Although they look arrogant on weekdays, relying on the support of the commanders behind them, they do not take the officers and soldiers of the front-line troops in their eyes, and they are merciless to those routs and stragglers, and they are decisive in killing.

But when they really encountered the fierce combat troops, their hearts were a little empty, especially Liu Yidao and their death squads.

The death squad is all people who have fought bloody battles with little devils, and people who have walked through the ghost gate, and they are afraid of which military law.

"Lao Tzu has long seen that you are not pleasing to the eye, and he vents his evil anger for those brothers who died under your black guns!" The brethren cursed and snatched the guns from the Overseers.

Although the people of the war squad shouted fiercely, they didn't dare to really shoot, and the sporadic rout soldiers on the other side could play tricks, but in the face of these death squads, as long as they dared to shoot, maybe they would really be cleaned up.

In this chaotic battlefield, even if he was killed, others thought that the little devil did it, and there was no place to seek justice.

"Let's go-" Liu Yidao and they got off the guns of the Inspector team, squeezed them away, and walked away.

Many of the people in the overseer team were beaten in the pushing, and at this moment they were grinning one by one, and the pain was unbearable.

"Platoon, platoon commander, what to do?" Watching the people of the death squad walk away, the people of the overseer team are also out of line.

"Do you see which unit they belong to? So arrogant, you have to make them look good! The platoon commander of the supervision team was kicked several times in the chaos, and he couldn't straighten his waist in pain at the moment, and he gritted his teeth with hatred.

"They are all naked death squads...... "The officers and men of the Warlords replied in a low voice.

"Bastard! Bastard! Ouch ......"

Originally, I thought that the hero would not suffer the loss in front of him, and he would go back to sue the black, but now he didn't even know which unit the other party was.

Now there are several armies gathered on this battlefield, and there are more than 100 battalion-level numbers alone, who are they looking for?

Thinking that he was disarmed, he didn't even know who the other party was, and when he went back, he was afraid that not only would he not get the sympathy of the commander, but he would also be scolded, and the platoon commander of the supervision team was full of black lines on his face, which was really overturned in the gutter.

"Hurry up and pick up some guns, damn it, this beating is ...... for nothing"

And Liu Yidao, who beat the team and grabbed the ammunition, did not stop, and after walking along the mountain road for a while, they got into a forest that burned the trunks of trees, and went in the direction of the devil in a roundabout way around the poison gas zone.

"Battalion commander, those guys aren't going to sue us for being black, are they?" Some of the brothers were still full of apprehension.

After all, military law is ruthless, and if the news of the disarming of the Overseer team spreads, I'm afraid they won't be able to eat and walk around.

Although they were not used to the behavior of the Overseer, they were also impulsive when they did it just now.

"What are you worried about, we don't have any writing on our faces, and they don't recognize us, who will they sue." Liu Yidao didn't care.

The brothers looked at each other's naked upper bodies and laughed; "Battalion commander, you're amazing."

"Although these guys don't do anything on weekdays, this guy in their hands is not bad."

Liu Yidao rubbed the machine gun he snatched from the overseer's hand, grinned and began to laugh, this transaction is not a loss.

They snatched more than 20 machine guns and ammunition from the hands of the overseers, which was tantamount to sending charcoal in the snow for them when they ran out of bullets.

"Battalion, battalion commander, there's a bunch of devils ahead." While Liu Yidao was talking, the scouts who were walking in front rushed back.

"How many?" Liu Yidao's heart was terrified.

"More than thirty, with two machine guns."

"Fuck it!" With a wave of Liu's big hand, the brothers behind him dispersed in an uproar and began to set up an ambush on the spot.

The poisonous gas of the devils caused many Chinese attacking forces to retreat with heavy losses, and the remnants of the devils were regrouped in an attempt to recapture some tactical support points for the last dying struggle,