The strong wind howls away the sand and flies, and the scorching sun is hazy and gold-plated, covering the sky and the sun and sweeping the west. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The ancient town of Mu Jinsha, the gray wall and blue tile cage of the past are a layer of beating gold grains, hazy and magical like a mirage.

"Da Da", "Bang", "Ba Ga Ya Road"......

In the dark, the sky was dark and ghostly, and black shadows were revealed in the dust, and he tiptoed forward in two rows along the walls on both sides of the street.

In the middle of the street in the distance behind the little ghost, a team of cavalry stopped to observe against the wind and sand, the tall horse snorted to expel the dust, and the devil officer sitting on it carried a saber on his waist, a horse pistol was inserted on the side of the saddle, and his hands were propped up to observe.

The devil captain on both sides who retracted half of a horse's head waved his knife and chopped the sand, his mouth was open and closed, his face was hideous, and he was scolding the devil soldiers on the street.

The devil soldiers trembled and frightened, and searched under the order, like a shrimp bow, with eight steps, with both knees bent apart, full of crab marching, walking sideways.

Through the observation glass, you can vaguely see the faces of the little devils, they are very scared, but Yang Guan wonders, what are you afraid of, Lao Tzu doesn't eat people, does the Japanese army already know that the advance team has not left?

"Zero, you give the order to start fighting, you will go to the main building, in case you let the devil soldiers rush in, it will not be fun!" Monk Wei's eyes lit up, his mouth was about to wear out, and he never let go of a light machine gun in both hands.

Yang Guan glanced at the sweat-soaked militants, looking uncomfortable, and said casually: "If you want to fight, you can fight, can Lao Tzu stop you?" ”

"Ah, Zero, you agreed...... No, Zero, let's not hold a grudge, the monk promises not to run, he loses the big man once he runs, and he won't leave if he dies, he won't leave! Monk Wei went from frightened to apologetic to sad and indignant, tears falling from his red eyes.

"Get out, don't spill the cat urine in the restaurant, kill the devil officer raised by the dog, and give the battle signal to Lao Tzu." Yang cares about the god pantothenic acid, the good brother has saved his life, and he has been integrated with his body and mind, thinking about it, and killing devils.

The three-storey restaurant with a mixed structure of brick and wood, with a lattice door, is quite antique, but the windows are replaced with glass, which looks trendy and simple.

Located in the center of the street, behind the window to reconnoiter the northwest direction of the main street, the horizon is broad, this Tianzi No. 1 private room has become a status symbol in the past, and now it is lonely and depressed.

"Da Da Da ......"

Monk Wei pushed open a gap in the window, leaned out a light machine gun and aimed it at the devil officer, pulled the trigger, and fired a vengeful bullet to avenge the big man.

The bullet casings whirled and fell, falling under the only table, and wisps of white smoke rose to wake up the five heralds who were sleeping on the tables.

"Go, go, roll the calf, can't you see a war?" Yang Guan is angry, the herald is now in charge of the wide, and it is not possible to observe the enemy's situation, do you want Lao Tzu to be blind?

The herald was very helpless, he was not at ease with this mixed building, he couldn't stop the bullets, and after a shell flew to play together, what could the instructor do if he didn't leave?

The place of the four wars, the front street and the back street are separated by the first floor, which can be described as a prosperous area in peacetime, and there is no problem with the restaurant of less than 150 square meters, and the war is burning, which is too conspicuous here.

"Da Da Da", "Bang Bang" ......

The battle broke out suddenly, spreading from the center to the surroundings, like a salute flower in the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, which called a thousand cannons in unison, covering the wind, annihilating all sounds, and buzzing in the eardrums.

Several heralds of the Qin and Han dynasties no longer insisted on blocking the instructors, and each sat or lay on the floor, observing the battle through the lookout, holding the automatic fire in both hands to attack at any time, and everyone looked grim.

Monk Wei ran out of a shuttle of bullets, quickly squatted down to unload the empty magazine, easily pulled out the reserve magazine on his waist and replaced it, clicked, pushed the bullet to load, and looked sideways to observe the situation outside.

"Zero, the canine-raised devil officer was killed by me, and the three holes in the chest of the brain were completely dead, but unfortunately the war horse also died, but there was horse meat to eat."

"Foodie, obviously a monk, you eat meat and are not afraid of the Buddha's blame?" Qin Han tilted his head with disdain, revealing a provocative look.

Monk Wei ignored him, never looked down on his small body, sat under the pillar and looked at the instructor and said: "Zero, don't lie on the edge of the window, it's dangerous, I'm worried that the militia brothers will suffer, why don't you go down and have a look?" ”

After speaking, he got up and slipped towards the corridor, panicking in his heart, feeling that he had to fight a battle and slaughter the little devil happily to relieve his hatred, and he was suffocated for a while.

As a guard, he sneaked out to drive a tank, and his behavior was bad, and serious violations of discipline should not be punished, otherwise it would be difficult to convince the public.

"Stop, stay honest, it's good to let your kid send a signal, your gun ban order hasn't been lifted yet!" Yang Guan didn't throw out a sentence back, and admired the militia massacre with his own care.

"Peng" Monk Wei almost didn't fall down the stairs, holding on to the railing and looking at the instructor with a dark face, he didn't dare to say anything, the more he said that the ban was longer, and he didn't remember for a long time that he wanted to kill devils in this life?

The five heralds glanced at him gloatingly, he deserved it, if you kid didn't leave the big man, maybe he wouldn't die, he was frizzy all day long, as if he could fight and kill devils alone, you just sit there and watch!

The streets are chaotic, the wind has changed the appearance of the golden sand, the smoke of gunpowder is filled, the flames of war are flashing, and the swirling bullets have colored the horizon.

The whole of Xuzhou is in a mess, the sound of guns and bullets is all over the sky, every street is a battlefield, bullets are fired from the houses, into a slight tilt upward, in the middle of the street into X cross fire to slaughter the devil soldiers.

The devil soldiers died one after another, why, why is this happening? Just checked that there was no one in the house, where did the people come from?

This can't be, the devil, the devil can do sorcery, he is the nemesis of the imperial soldiers, flax ......

The devil soldiers died in extreme panic one after another, praying to live, even if it was for an extra minute and a second.

The Japanese army never dreamed that the advance team would come out of the ground, and even the national army did not know that the soles of the feet where they ate and slept had been hollowed out.

Tunnel warfare, the tunnels are connected under the house, the exit is set in an inconspicuous corner, and only the hole in the body can be drilled, and the surface is covered with stone slabs, weeds, wooden planks and other furniture.

The devil soldiers rushed into the house and couldn't find anyone, but after leaving, they didn't know that they had been locked by the muzzle of the black hole, and walked back and forth in the Hades Palace.

The tunnel dug and built by the militia with their own hands under the general intention of Yang Guan is like their own hot kang head in their hearts, familiar with the way, and killing devils is like a fish in water.

As a result, the devil soldiers of nearly two brigades fell into the mud of death, chaotic, panicked, bloody battles, and fierce battles.