Playing and fighting in the play, walking and trembling. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Guan designed the death drama, and the pressure he was under was even greater, whether it was physical and mental or the future war of resistance, he was betting on this drama.

First, the advance team faced the exclusion of the national army, and could only take tonics, and absolutely could not be dispersed because of this.

Second, the god of war is invincible and has never been defeated, and he can't afford to lose personally.

Third, the advance team's fighting spirit cannot afford to lose, otherwise it will collapse and decline from then on.

Therefore, although he is in the safety of the rear, the pressure he carries is enormous, and he is tormented by nervous thinking and physical functions all the time.

This is the commander's battlefield, psychological warfare, physical warfare, and sustenance warfare are all-encompassing, and they are only stronger than facing death on the battlefield.

With a serious face, he always pays attention to the message, conveys orders, and cares about the battlefield.

Nowadays, Qi Zhenbang is gradually approaching the center of the little devil's convoy, and the torment in his heart is speechless, as if he has been burned by a red flame, which hurts his heart.

Afraid of death? He asked himself, and was quickly vetoed, he had never been afraid of death, he only hated to kill too few enemies and would never be willing to die.

The advance team of the god of war cannot be buried here, he cannot afford to lose, and his brothers are not willing to lose.

Anxious, suspicious, and unconfident because they can't afford to lose, and they can't be defeated and their hearts tremble.

The national army does not care about merit or demerit, let alone the life or death of the soldiers, but only cares about the little selfish interests in their hearts.

The god of war selflessly resisted the war, single-mindedly resisted the war, cared about the soldiers, and hung on the people.

People are kind to others, that is the ideal country, a harmonious world that the heart is looking forward to.

The war years lie in the heroes, and if the heroes do not die, China will not die, and a harmonious world will come.

This is the era of cannibalism, life is like mustard, how unfortunate the people are, how bloody and heroic the soldiers are, and the water is dire and dire, which requires heroes to lead the war of resistance and defend a harmonious atmosphere.

Can't lose, this battle must not be lost, never admit defeat!

Hundreds of people were just like him, their hearts were raised to their throats, their hands clenched tightly with weapons and grenades, and they were infinitely looking forward to the moment of the decisive battle.

Fight, for the god of war, for the people, for the future of the advance team!

Suddenly, the Devil Signal Corps was about to report the truth to the Devil Officer with a telegram in his hand, when he opened his mouth to shout, he was covered by a hand, and then his throat was cut by a bayonet and he died.

Several devil soldiers next to the heavy firepower grinned and commented on the scene ahead, celebrating the victory in advance.

The devil officer was in Yo Xi, and shouted to kill and give, shouting and cheering for the credit, and he also seemed very anxious.

All this seemed orderly, vivid and hideous, both the sound and the filth of the land, which seemed hateful.

I saw that the soldiers were stabbing Huo Huo one after another, obliterating the little devils one by one, and kicking off the battle.

At the same time, the two charging squads jumped into the small pond, quickly turned around and plunged into the battle, and together with Yan Liang's department, they used grenades to blow up the little devils who were charging.

But seeing the grenades flying all over the sky, with wisps of blue-black cigarette tails, they fell into the group of devil soldiers.

The little devil was dumbfounded when he found that the grenades were flying in, and his thoughts paused for a moment, and his originally joyful look suddenly turned pale.

Cold sweat burst out, trembling all over, and his legs were almost soft to the bottom, perhaps an instinctive lying posture to avoid grenade wheel bombing.

It's a pity that a moment late, the grenade "boom" exploded in succession, and the shrapnel flew sideways in the shock wave, setting off a torrent of death with the sand tide.

At this time, the little devil was less than twenty-five meters away from the small pond, but it was only three seconds to charge, but it fell into the mud of casualties.

The devil soldiers wailed all over the field, with countless casualties, and they were powerless to fight back in the crowded number of troops and the tide of death caused by the explosion of grenades.

Just as the grenade exploded, more than 300 people on the periphery raised light and heavy machine guns and fired wildly at the devil soldiers, causing them to fall down.

The slaughter feast unfolded, and the devil soldiers fell in rows in pools of blood, and the casualties rose sharply.

The sniper takes a roll call at the little devils on the periphery in turn, eliminating a threat with one shot and buying time for the slaughter feast.

The little devils who stopped on the outside line woke up, but their vision was blocked, and they were all blocked by the chaotic devil soldiers.

And there were not many devil soldiers left in the direction of the convoy, and they were sniped by snipers in turn at the first time, and the counterattack was minimal.

Charging towards the small pond, the devil soldiers were so numerous, awakened by the two-wheeled grenades, that they lay down on the spot, looking for cover, or using the corpse of the robe to hide their bodies.

There are a lot of devil soldiers in this part, but there is no chance to fight back, and they are all blocked from shooting by the panicked and injured devil soldiers.

It was a scuffle, a battle that was almost mixed together, nothing more than a one-sided slaughter.

It lasted about fifteen seconds, and the little devils between the convoy and the small pond were cleared, and all the fish that slipped through the net were pretended to be dead in the pile of corpses.

Under the internal and external attacks, the death of the little devil was not expected.

At this time, the little devil completely reacted, and almost all of them lay on the ground to fight back, launching a fire counterattack from three directions.

However, the little devil completely lost his geographical advantage, lying in the field to fight back, in a dilemma, and fell into a dead place.

The little devil who was more than 100 meters away did not have the angle of fire suppression, and was still blocked by the devil soldiers.

The devil officer shouted angrily on the periphery: "Bagaya Road, the Zhina army is working cunningly and cunningly, counterattacking, counterattacking with all its might, killing and giving!"

The devil soldiers were forced to fight back, and everyone fought for their lives, using bullets to form a barrage to suppress the small pond, hoping to fight a way out.

This kind of idea is beautiful, but it ushered in round after round of grenade care, and was blown up so that it didn't know the east, west, north and south, and fought back in the torrent of casualties.

On the contrary, the devil soldiers had lost the distance to throw the grenade, and they were unable to throw the grenade into a small pond forty meters away while lying on the ground.

The soldiers can use the run-up to throw grenades, so that the little devil will continue to soak in the line of death, and survive for a long time.

At this moment, a soldier shouted in surprise: "Come on, a few people, there are mortars on the devil's truck, let's use the mortars to beat the little devil raised by the dog."

The words were shocking, Qi Zhenbang laughed happily, and roared loudly: "Damn, the little devil didn't use a mortar if he wanted to capture Yan Liang alive, brothers, get moving, give the little devil some movement."

"Haha, brothers,, set up a mortar and beat his dog's little devil......"

"There is no endless road, the little devil is waiting for us to come to a burst of artificial hail......"

"Quick, quick, brothers, quickly calibrate the elevation angle and blow up the little devil raised by the dog......"

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The soldiers quickly set up mortars and launched artillery shelling on the little devils 300 meters away, beating them one after another.

The little devils on the periphery were taken by surprise, and they did not carry heavy firepower at all in order to quickly pursue.

This is the reason why Yang Guan calculates the team of little devils, and if there is a car, there is heavy firepower.

The three-way ambush soldiers had mortars, and the little devils were a dish, and in less than ten minutes, the little devils were beaten to the ground and fled, and this group of lucky people was less than 500 people.

After winning the battle, Yang Guan exhaled a few deep breaths after receiving the telegram, and immediately issued an order: "Order to board the car to pursue the little devil and implement the plan of the big fool."

"What?" Everyone was shocked, do you really dare to play, let the brothers chase the little devil, or pursue the heavy area of the little devil, isn't this a dream?