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Yang Guan's five senses were fully opened, and he carefully captured the movements of the little devil in order to calculate the distance that the devil was approaching.

The little devils lingered for a moment at thirty meters, and the sight of a scene that made them angry inspired a wave of revenge.

At this moment, the little devil's heart was full of anger, and he fell into a short-term blind spot of dementia, and his emotions were grateful and rational.

Fighting in an emotional state requires thinking at least half a beat slower than normal, if not longer.

It was at this point that he quickly motioned for everyone to remove the tabs, throw the first round of grenades, and prepare for the second round of grenade throwing.

On the screen at night, the mountains and rivers shine silverly, like a cold gauze covering the earth.

Ten miles of different days, very suitable for the current Panjiazhai.

The little devil used a cannon fire wheel to blow up the top of the mountain, blowing up countless sand and dust, and dancing with the yin wind.

The north wind rose under the waves of artillery fire, and swept up the sand and dust to the south, obscuring the sky and the sun wherever it passed, but only raging at high altitudes.

However, larger sand and gravel particles, pouring down like rain, obscured part of the view.

And the little devil was at the downwind outlet, moving forward against the sand and gravel flow, and his vision was greatly affected.

Therefore, the grenades flew down all over the sky, and the little devil did not find it in time, until the grenade fell to the ground, or was directly hit by the grenade.

So, the little devil screamed, shouted grenades, ambushes and curses, but the process was short-lived.

Because the first round of grenades exploded, like cooking porridge, they exploded in succession, forming a wave that hit a large area of the hillside, so the devil's scream was short-lived.

At this moment, the little devil is carnival in the sand waves, dancing with his hands, bathing in blood, skewering in fear, or crawling on the ground, and then being trampled to join the ranks of running for his life.

When the second round of grenades flew at the signal of Yang Guan, the little devil was completely confused, and his military literacy was worthless in the thunder array.

At this moment, the terrifying shadow of death attacked the soul of the little devil, and there was only a trace of the desire to escape.

So, the devil soldiers ran wildly, wailing, ramming, trampling, and even shooting indiscriminately, rampage with bayonets.

The little devil was completely out of order, as if he was frightened, and frantically attacked the people around him.

Yang Guan ended the crane gun, aimed the muzzle at the chaotic little devil, and pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the sound of "da-da-da" continued to strafe.

All the people in the Tenglong detachment followed suit, sniping with guns, shooting in a line, and killing living targets one by one.

The chaotic little devils fell to the ground in a hail of bullets, ending their criminal aggression.

The 12.7mm bullets were powerful, and each bullet almost pierced the devil's body, bursting at the exit, and continued to fire forward.

The chance of hitting the little devil again is very high, because there are many devils, and they are all crowded on the narrow ramp, so it is not uncommon for the phenomenon of three lives in one bullet occasionally.

The Japanese army was defeated, and he led his team to chase and kill.

The little devil completely fled, losing the opportunity to resist, and the few counterattackers were first taken care of by the bullets, causing the little devil to retreat like a receding tide.

The defeated army fled down the mountain in panic, and in the torrent of bullets, they became a pot of porridge, lost their lives and fell, tripped the people behind them, and rolled and squeezed......

Chaos, no direction, the little devil fled in fear, lost all his literacy, ran for his life and ran for his life, and became a grasshopper in a chaotic manner.

Yang Guan led everyone in the Tenglong detachment to pursue, rushed to greet when encountered, stabbed to death by the wounded soldiers, and destroyed them with grenades when they found a collective blockade.

Because the little devil escaped too chaotically, it blocked the line of sight, causing the devil soldiers, who were originally a reserve, to lose their ability to block.

The little devil could have shot his own people, but instead he was attacked by the rout, and suddenly lost the line of defense and became part of the escape string.

The rebels also broke up the mortar positions, and the remaining messy barrels and shells were scattered on the sand.

"Tracer bullets illuminated, machine guns fired, and the rest of the men quickly cleaned up the battlefield." Yang Guan ordered loudly, and continued to strafe with a heavy machine gun.

Probably because of the lessons learned from the past, there were no violators at the moment, and everyone acted according to the order.

A tracer bullet flew into the night sky with a "boom", and the scorching white beam illuminated a large area, and the little devils who were strung together had nothing to hide.

The line of sight became clear, and the light and heavy machine guns "clicked" sounded continuously, bursting into a large orange-red barrage, drowning on the little devils who escaped from the string.

The vision is clear, the little devil escapes more sensitively, rolls and crawls, lowers his body, uses favorable convex stones to dodge, and his military literacy gradually recovers.

However, in the face of dense bullets, the devil soldiers were strafed into a sieve before they could effectively block it, and they died.

So, the sand and dust danced, and the blood flowers flew with the wind, and it was a mess......

Suddenly, gunfire appeared on the hill in front of the left, and three gunshots rang out, and bullets flew in.

The incident happened suddenly, Yang Guan caught a trace of crisis, the hair all over his body stood upside down, cold sweat overflowed, his legs were weak, and his body sank suddenly, and at the same time he turned to the right side.

Three bullets "whizzed", and one above flew against the scalp, and the left shoulder was cut by a bloody mark, and the right armpit was in burning pain.

The bullet finished glyph, arrived almost at the same time, this is a long-planned attack, absolutely deliberate!

There was a wave in his heart, which instantly washed over the wall of his heart, causing a palpitation to turn his whole body and shake his body and mind.

"All lie down and fire at the mountain bag on the left......" Yang Guan rolled on the spot and shouted loudly.

At this moment, three more bullets came in a burst of bullets, in a zigzag pattern, covering the fatal parts of the upper body.

Before the words reached his mouth, he pressed his throat hard, and with the help of this force, he suddenly rolled sideways to the right.

The three bullets raised sand waves on the ground and shot away, leaving three potholes in the shape of the finished glyph.

If it weren't for the ramp to speed up the dodge, three bullets would have hit the body.

Unexpectedly, the first three bullets just arrived, and the last three bullets followed up by sniping, once again proving that this was a premeditated attack, and both times were thrilling.

Thoughts flashed, he adjusted his shooting posture as he rolled in, and pulled the trigger of the heavy machine gun in time, and the bullets shot out with a "da-da" sound.

I saw it as I liked, and there were six people lying on the mountain bag a hundred meters away, which were very conspicuous under the tracer bullet.

The 12.7mm bullet raised a wave of sand that blocked the vision of the six snipers, but did not hit the imp.

At this time, with the help of light machine gun fire, another puff of sand and dust flew, which pressed the little devil lying in the pit so that he couldn't raise his head.

The crisis has passed for the time being, and he quickly adjusted his mentality, as well as the posture of sniping the little devil, and was waiting to pull the trigger and turn the enemy ......

Three bullets were fired from the right front, and another zigzag attack was made, and the shadow of death loomed over again......

(To be continued.) )