Chapter Seventy-Five: The Storm

Brilliant fireworks of martyrdom emerged, reflecting half of the sky, shining brightly, clearly visible more than ten miles away, like a burning cloud surging wantonly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info set off a monstrous wave of sand and mud, sand, earth, wood cutting, shrapnel and many mixtures boiling and mingling, wanton shuttle, full of danger.

The fireworks of martyrdom are reflected in the edge, the red is red, the sound of thunder is rolling endlessly, the earth is swaying and trembling, and the undercurrent is cutting everything wantonly. Life seems brittle like mustard at this moment, and every minute disappears into intangibility.

The fireworks are bright and extinguished, the thunder is rolling, and the flesh and blood are colorful, revealing the unique charm of war, and the intersection of blood and fire.

"Damn, Shao Dong, you are too bullish, you dare to break into the martyrdom, go!" Xu Cai's whole body was excited, and his blood was surging and stimulating at such a moment, stabbing his sword eyebrows up, his eyes were colorful, and he was about to rush out of his chest.

He was on high alert in his excitement, and with his right hand he pushed the lever suddenly, stepped on the accelerator, concentrated his concentration, and controlled the tank to rush out of the pit. There was a boom, and the tank shot out like an arrow off the string.

"Ah, little man, you are crazy, the stray bullet explosion has not stopped, that is to find..." Murong Yan's eyes were round, so shocked that she almost stopped breathing, her little hand grasped Yang Guan's arm and swayed, worried that someone was stupid.

"Smack, smack!" Yang Guan picked up his slap and slapped Xue's buttocks, and the rhythm of the flesh trembling brought up wisps of love, and then disappeared into the roar: "Shut up, don't bother Lao Tzu, the cannonball that killed Lao Tzu was not made!" ”

"Boom..."The place where the tank left boiled, the little devil spared no effort in pursuit, the grenadier advanced all the way to explode, several mortars let out an angry roar, and the earth instantly shook like boiling water.

"Eight grid tooth road, adjust the elevation angle, truncate the bombing, kill and give!" The devil commander is not an easy person, and he makes accurate judgments quickly.

"Interspersed with a diagonal line to the right, see it, take a shallow crater to hide the tracks, and rush out as fast as possible!" Yang Guan made a precise judgment, his deep eyes sparkled, and he kept inspecting all the subtleties in his line of sight, his mind was full of thoughts, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Murong Yan's fart was beaten to the point of pain, her eyes were hazy with tears, her teeth bit her thin lips, her pretty face was rosy, and she took her father with spring, I saw pity, and secretly thought: "Little enemy, it's so ruthless, this matter is not over..."

The soil layer on the left side of the tank was lifted off, shrapnel danced wildly, clanging and splashing on the tank, and the sonorous sound shook the eardrums of the three people, and they endured the torment every second.

The Kaga track hissed, instantly tilted to the right into the crater, drowned in the gunpowder sand and mud, and almost overturned, the three of them were frightened for a while, secretly exclaiming that it was dangerous, and then adjusted the attitude of falling, waited for the battle, entered the place of martyrdom, and was afraid of the surrounding dark thunder.

Xu Cai secretly called luck, the little owner is like a stroke of genius, the devil chasing the artillery covers the bombardment, the demoman scatters and rushes up, it is almost a dead end, the advance is a thunderous place of martyrdom, followed by the fierce and vicious pursuers, a little worse than a dead end.

He was shocked by the decision of the little owner, rampaged, and executed the order without hesitation, but his mentality could not get rid of the trouble of fear, and he only wanted to intersperse in a straight line as fast as possible and seek survival.

However, Xu Cai was wrong again, the mistake was outrageous, because he thought about it and moved forward, and his courage was commendable, but he fell into the enemy's shooting range, so his grasp of the battle situation was ordinary and a mess.

The little devil's murderous heart is clearly revealed, the front and rear flank, the left and right encirclement, all carrying heavy firepower, encircling and suppressing Yangguan at all costs, pulling out the thorn action, has grown into a sharp thorn in the heart of the little devil!

Xu Cai was thoughtful at the moment, the little proprietor was too awesome, ** exploded, and he only used the power of one person to eliminate the little devil of a thousand people, and sniped tanks and bombed heavy artillery positions, and repeatedly succeeded, leaving the soul flute sound behind.

Just when the three of them had their own thoughts, the little devil chased the soldiers crazy, and dared to break through the thunder in the martyrdom site, is it looking for death? No, such an opponent will never seek death, there must be a problem.

The devil commander is not a rice bucket, he quickly wields his command knife, and constantly bombards the center of the martyrdom, shooting all the shells, and must let the terrible opponent die under the storm, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

The Kuomintang launched a general offensive in the forward positions, and when the little devils had no artillery support and the command system was in chaos, they recaptured most of the lost territory with lightning speed, and the army and the people were excited.

Nanjing Mansion, ****** eyebrows smiled, there was a trace of worry hidden between the eyebrows, and his heart was slightly uneasy: "Niang Xipi, the shepherd baby really has three heads and six arms, check, I want to see evidence, not waste paper!" ”

The secretary-general hurried to the telegraph room in a panic to learn as soon as possible the details of the deified shepherd.

"Darling, don't worry, Yangguan is obedient to Wang Hongjie's words, and has already married his daughter to him, Wang Yating will hand over a satisfactory answer!" Song Da Beauty is gentle and elegant, like a spring breeze, and the harmony is relieved.

His eyebrows were raised, his joy was overflowing, and he stared at Xian Neizhu with a smile: "Darling, it's late at night, it's time to reward ......"

A stone in Yangguan stirred up a thousand waves, and at this moment it was shaking in the sand and mud waves, swaying in five directions, dizzy, and the smoke and thunder were still singing, breaking into life and death.

"Don't be afraid of bumps, as long as you don't overturn the car, rush me, add full horsepower, the little devil will not give up, speed up, rush out!" Yang Guan roared vigorously, and he was also afraid in his heart, but how could he die with a mission?

"Cough, cough..." Murong Yanqiao's face turned pale, her delicate body trembled and was precarious, and she almost couldn't hold her faint thoughts, and she was about to fall. Yang Guan glanced at it, and felt a faint pain in his heart, but he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound.

At this moment, the three of them are racing against death, fighting their hearts, playing hide and seek, and they are in danger, and they may turn into ashes in the next moment. This kind of time is the most difficult and easy to get through, the best portrayal of alertness and wisdom, impulsiveness and forgetfulness, clear and backward.

The minutes and seconds were almost frozen, and under the irritability, there was only a bloody madness, immersed in the killing, and the commander's eyes were finely formatted, and everything seemed to be broken down into pieces, and then combined bit by bit.

No matter what kind of mentality, there is sustenance in the moment, and it seems pale and powerless, covering up the fear in the heart in the way of self. But it is undeniable that the three of them have the responsibility and bloodiness to brave the gates of hell.

The three of them jolted in the tank, shrenching densely around the tank, clanging and clanging, like thousands of people striking iron to make people sleepless, and every cell in the body followed the rhythm.

The sweat has dried, and there is a faint trace of blood in the pores, and the blood is shaken out of the body, and then transpired into a fishy smell, permeating the tank, pungent and unpleasant, choking, and internal injuries are gradually born.

Xu Cai was irritable and bloody, only the thought of rushing and killing still existed, almost forgetting everything, not caring about the smell inside the tank, as well as the impact of high temperature burns, and trying to grasp every crater, rush!

Murong Yan was in a daze, almost on the verge of collapse, being so jolted that she didn't know what to do, like she was drunk, and she couldn't grasp the damage caused by the fall, not to mention being overwhelmed.

Yang Guan was extremely helpless, and urgently tied the beauty to his body, so as not to be bumped to death, he didn't care about it, but his physical consumption was huge, and there was a bloodshot in his deep eyes.

"Boom!" A shell exploded on the roof of the car, the round door was dented, and it was almost pierced, and the tank shook violently, and the tracks made an overwhelmed hissing sound, and luckily escaped death.

Maybe it was too fast, or maybe it was the lack of power of the grenadier projectile, which caused the explosion to be terrifying, and the heart almost jumped to the throat, and the eyes were inadvertently rounded, and it took a while to gasp.

"Speed up again, run at full capacity, fast, fast!" Yang Guan instantly came back to his senses and gave an order, not to stay in the dead place for a long time. Xu Cai didn't have time to be distracted, he stepped on the accelerator with his feet, and the tank rumbled forward.

"Boom..." The shelling did not stop, and the stray bullets on the position also roared incessantly, raising billowing scorched smoke, fireworks in all directions, and a palm-sized shrapnel skewered into the lookout hole, and the bang hit the wall layer with a bang, less than half an inch away from the bottom fire of the shells.

"Nima, almost martyred, quick, speed out of their sight!" Yang Guan was afraid, if it weren't for the fact that he lowered his head to check the situation of the pretty woman, his head had been pierced at this time, and the sweat had dried and the blood was shocked out of the body surface.

"Katz, squeak..."The tank charged at full capacity, galloping through the potholes, jolting like a lonely boat in the middle of a storm, rising into the air and falling back into the abyss, swaying from side to side, making people tumble inside.

Xu Cai showed a unique side, sitting firmly in the driver's seat, using both hands and feet, his eyes were blazing, although he was covered with blood, but with a unique wisdom, he controlled the tank and fled quickly.

The torment bloomed in the midst of the bumps, as long as a century, and then dizzyingly short, and the tank rumbled out of the billowing smoke and drove into the flat ground, snatching his life and escaping the pursuit of death.

"Direction, enemy headquarters, Lao Tzu wants **** ......"

"Damn, little owner, my heart is really fragile......"