Yoshino Jiro is scheming, but he is insidious and vicious, and he is very good at stealing chickens and dogs, and he is full of ruffians. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Eight grids, assemble, if you don't want to die, you have to fight hard..."Jiro Yoshino was arrogant, proclaimed the Buddha horn, and puffed his tongue and lips, just to delay time, confuse people's hearts, and win time for the raid.

The devil soldiers gathered in groups of three or five, and the group of seven or eight gathered together, quietly groping into each room, trying to climb up with the help of the hole, and then collectively launched a thunderous attack to take down the demon-level characters in one fell swoop.

"Yangguan is full of evil, it is the sworn enemy of the big RB Empire, but if the sniper officer is promoted to the third level, the dead corpse, arms and legs will be rewarded, and the killing will be given!" Xiao Chi Yinan is also not ambiguous, and it is not uncommon to see yin damage tricks.

The devil soldiers are not ambiguous, under the suppression of the hierarchy and the muzzle, they have to choose the crazy move of fighting for the future with their lives: "Long live the Great RB Empire, long live the Emperor, long live the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Circle......"

Under the heavy pressure, the devil soldiers gradually turned red, lost their minds in the howl, and went crazy with excitement, all of them set off an evil wave of fighting for their lives, rolling endlessly.

The devil soldiers screamed, and the sound exploded to buzz the floor, and the sound was incessant, and the building shook. The group of thieves has quietly touched the upstairs, and is collectively groping for the layout of the position, cautiously.

The insidious and vicious evil scheme is unfolding, doesn't Yang Guan know anything about it? No, at this moment, he was watching all the movements of the ghost soldiers, and he had already laid out his pockets and waited for the rabbit.

Murong Yanwan, smiling and leaning back against the hidden place, was excited and strange in her heart, the little man was too talented, and prepared a cemetery for the devil soldiers with local materials, looking forward to a unique feast.

A nearly two-meter-high bunker has been built at the entrance of the corridor, and the cement slab fragments are wrapped in the clothes of the devil soldiers, which are two meters wide, two meters high, and sixty centimeters thick, which can be called a ghost gate.

The building was still filled with gunsmoke, the sand and dust gradually stopped, and the scorched smoke burning below was continuously supplied, causing the closed eleventh floor of thick smoke to thicken, choking people's breath, and the devil soldiers deliberately did it.

Jiro Yoshino listened to Yoshio Kochi's suggestion and did his best to cover all the soldiers in place, and then launched a thunderous bombardment. At this moment, the devil soldiers were all in place, standing, kneeling and lying in a formation, all holding a grenade in their hands.

They were only five meters away from the entrance of the building, and there were more than fifty people in ambush in the two-meter-wide corridor, their heads were dense, the muzzles of their guns were dense and terrifying, and they were all nervous, waiting for the order to be given.

"Long live the big RB Empire, kill it!" Jiro Yoshino finally gave the signal to attack, his eyes cold and the cold light flickering.

"Hiss..." As the order to attack was given, a piercing burning sound came from the corridor, which gathered in the corridor as clear as the roar of the tide, and could be heard from three miles away.

A sneer appeared on Yang Guan's face, and the 7.7 sniper extended the shooting hole, waiting for a wonderful scene, the scene must be commendable.

"Whoosh...", "Bobo..."

Strange sounds are transmitted in the corridors, and endlessly, making people weird but unclear, throwing grenades only, why is there an abnormal sound? The devil soldier didn't know and didn't hesitate to throw out the second round of grenades, but at this moment, countless grenades landed beside him.

The hissing sound was incessant, and the pungent smoke filled the air. Bumper bells and grenades smashed on the steel helmets, and the ghost soldiers' bodies, faces, and so on were everywhere: "Grenades, no, Mom, flax falls..."

The reflexive devil soldiers were frightened silly, and the madness of being encouraged was lost, leaving only the horror and the nostalgia of the dead.

"Boom, boom..." The grenade finally exploded in succession, the shrapnel raged, the sharp stones roared, the air waves rolled like waves, and suddenly it became a pot of porridge, and life became extremely fragile at this moment.

The devil soldiers are not in a hurry to mourn and become broken corpses, how can they be finished under the dense grenade explosion? More than 50 devil soldiers threw two rounds of grenades, the second round just pulled the lead, the first round flew upside down, and the hands pinched the smoking and deadly things, what should I do? Throw it away, and come back.

Okay, my good man, I was blown up by my own grenade, who do you blame? There are countless casualties after the first round of bombing, there are few survivors, and the second round will be made up in time, good guys, it's strange that it is not fully reimbursed!

The explosion came too suddenly, and the ghost soldiers were scared to death on the spot, and the lucky one saw the fireworks in the entire corridor, and the god of death was hidden in the brilliance, and the moment his thinking was broken, he found the mystery in the corridor.

It's a pity that the ghost soldiers don't know what the mystery is until they die, and even the ghost soldiers who are waiting for the opportunity in the room don't know, but when they see the miserable scene of heartbreaking, they tremble with fright.

More than 100 grenades exploded in a concentrated manner, comparable to a martyrdom, and the shock wave penetrated the room, claiming many lives, and the scene was extremely bloody. The rain of blood accompanied by the waves swept through the entire corridor, and it was full of holes.

The sound of ticking and ticking was endless, and it was the scraps of flesh and blood washing away the gunsmoke, washing the potholes and concrete floor, gradually flowing into the ten layers, evolving into a soup-like Shura hell, which was terrifying.

Murong Yan saw everything clearly, her delicate body trembled, her pretty face turned white, her teeth bit her thin lips, and she calmed her undulating mind with pain: "It's terrible, where is there still war, this is a massacre!" ”

She muttered to herself casually, and the brilliance of the fireworks ended in an instant, taking the lives of a large group of ghost soldiers, all damned, there was nothing to sympathize with, but it was too bloody, too bloody!

"Squeak, squeak..."Several corpses and clothes were still burning, crackling and crackling, bringing a terrifying and strange atmosphere to the dead floor, which made people feel chills in their hearts and cold their bodies and minds.

"Eight Ge Yalu, kill to give, kill..." Yoshino Jiro didn't know the situation of the battle upstairs, but he also knew that his men were bombarded with grenades, and he didn't know if his side had carried out an effective attack.

But Jiro Yoshino felt that he had already occupied a large area, and Yangguan was limited to the narrow space at the entrance of the building, so how could such a good opportunity be missed? In any case, we must extend the results of the battle and destroy the enemy.

The ghost soldiers in the room are also confused, why did they encounter a large-scale bombing? Aren't Yangguan two people? Why?

The incomprehensible facts were in front of them, and the ghost soldiers panicked in their hearts, and they did not dare to move forward, one by one, lying on the ground. But the amulet came, and the devil soldiers all had hideous faces, and they had to die if they didn't go up, and the military order could not be violated, so they crawled on the ground and squatted ducks and groped out.

Many devil soldiers found the burning corpses, scorched with smoke, and the tragic scene made many people nauseated, but they did not stop, nor did they stick out their heads to investigate the situation, but pulled out the grenade ring and continued the grenade battle.

"Whoosh", "Wave"... A grenade was thrown in the room, but it was returned in less than a second, and the explosion continued again, but there were no casualties, and the devil soldiers were all hiding in the room, and the situation of the grenade returning in vain is unknown.

Therefore, the devil soldiers continued to carry out grenades to destroy the enemy, and the various rooms were collectively unfolded, and suddenly thunderclouds rolled, shrapnel raged unscrupulously, the passages and corridors were broken, and new marks were added to the old wounds that had not healed.

Yang Guan was depressed, and his face turned from the original sneer to annoyance: "Waste, little devil is too wasteful, such a good grenade is used to blow up the air, it's really boring, the emperor **** is really arrogant, and he keeps a loser in captivity!" ”

"Poof, cluck! Send a telegram to the emperor of the little devil, don't you want to kill him with anger, don't attack himself, what do you think? Murong Yan gradually adapted to the scene environment, and her face was still a little pale.

"Hehe, Yan'er is really talented, you are crooked before the devil dies, I like to watch the devil blow up in a row, turn into ashes and not bury it..."

Murong Yan rolled her eyes, she resisted the urge to vomit if she wanted to be strong, her heart was dependent and her spirit was directional, and her body had to follow closely, otherwise she would fall into the net: "I won't give up, I won't!" ”

She has a martial arts foundation, **** acceptance, refining for more than ten years, her body bones are still more than those of a man in the prime of life, and the lack of time to adapt to time, as well as the change of mentality, the effect is also very obvious.

"Bang!" Yang Guan fired, and the ghost soldier who was outcropping in the middle of the middle, blood gushed from the bullet holes, drenched his cheeks, and a small wound exploded on the back of his head, and his brain flowed all over the ground, and he died painlessly.

"Eight grid tooth road, grinding, kill and give!" Jiro Yoshino was self-serving, insisted on going his own way, did not listen to the advice of Xiao Chi Yoshio, launched a full-scale attack, less than the death number, and took revenge in a crazy way.

"Bang bang..."The devil soldiers were shrewd and cunning, shooting alternately covering and shooting, kneeling, standing and lying down to launch fierce shooting, not knowing where the target was, and firing indiscriminately.

"Bang, bang, bang..."Yangguan shot a different place, slipped six shooting holes of different heights, and sniped in turns, not giving the devil soldiers any chance to aim, and the guns chased after the soul.

"Bang!" Murong Yan fired a shot with the 38 big cover.

"Boom, boom...", "Get down ......"