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Yang Guan won the victory with chaos, faked a battle to disturb the enemy, and then took advantage of the time difference in telegraph transmission to bravely enter the ditch.

The calculation is very clever, there is no fluke, only a fighting spirit.

Despying the little devil, he drove the armored car through the ditch and crossed the ditch of death.

The disadvantage was reversed in an instant, and the muzzle of the gun was turned to launch a volley, tearing apart the little devil's defense.

beat the little devil's farts and urine, crying for his father and mother, and struggling in death.

If time doesn't allow, he will definitely completely eliminate the little devils on both sides of the ditch.

It's a pity that the little devil's reinforcements caught up, and there was only one way to retreat.

It is not wise to hit hard, and reduce the number of devils by fishing and killing, until the vicinity of Longquan Mountain.

In the process, he had every chance to annihilate this little devil's pursuers, but he was even more worried about the safety of those thousands of civilians.

Because it was close to noon at this moment, it was time for the little devils to kill civilians, so they decisively let go of this little devil.

The scorching sun is in the sky, the blue sky is vast, and it is full of mystery.

The steam in the golden mangs swept through the sky with strong winds.

The air appeared dry, like a simmer, and the burning throat cavity was dry and cracked, and the stem could not swallow, and it was painful.

Yang was anxious and anxious to run on the intestines of the sheep, eager to put on his wings and fly to the top of the mountain.

I saw a slight puff of sand behind him, and his figure flashed away on the sheep's intestines.

It's very fast, as if being chased by a wild beast, and it runs hard.

The difficult path is not an obstacle under his feet, and his body is several meters away from the ground on tiptoe.

Even so, he felt that the speed was not fast enough, and he was worried that his sister would be insulted by the little devil, and it would be an unbearable scene.

The thought of this terrible consequence shuddered physically and mentally, and the speed increased invisibly.

Just when the mind was restless and his temperament became irritable, a ray of reflection trembled the soul.

Is there an ambush on the mountain bag a hundred meters away on the left?

With the exertion of his feet, his body suddenly changed direction, and he jumped up to the left slope, and forcibly suppressed the body that rushed forward.

At this moment, six bullets "roared" through the air and shuttled through the air in front of them.

One of the bullets slashed against his cheek, and the energy he carried scraped against his face, burning with pain.

It's dangerous!

The little devil is too vicious, and there is an ambush on the sheep's intestines.

Is this their calculation?

If Lao Tzu is counted as passing through this place, he will also lose his mind because of the life and death of the people, and take psychological sniping?

Thinking about the electric turn, I don't have time to study the reasons in detail.

In the air, he pulled the trigger with his right hand, and the heavy machine gun spat out a tongue of fire.

The bullet hit a little devil sniper in an instant, splattering blood and flying into the wind.

The muzzle of the gun shifted in the strafing fire, killing another little devil almost at the same time.

At this time, the remaining four little devils raised their guns and aim, and the reflection on the sights flickered.

Not good, dangerous.

Catching the danger, he quickly slipped to the right while swooping down.

At this point, the little devil pulled the trigger and fired a life-threatening revenge bullet.

There is also a sense of fear, nervousness, excitement...... and so on.

But to their disappointment.

The bullet slashed across Yang Guan's head and landed in the air.

At this moment, the mind was palpitating, the whole body was in rhythm, and it was secretly dangerous.

Four bullets blocked the upper body, aiming at the throat, left and right arms, and abdomen.

At a distance of 100 meters, it was impossible to dodge the bullets that were speeding at all.

What's more, it's this kind of formation sniping technique, you can't jump, and you can't dodge left and right.

There is only one way to squat.

Originating from the terrain, the lower right is the slope of the sheep's intestine, which is conducive to avoiding and has space to escape.

And this alone is not enough, it is not enough to dodge the sniping of bullets.

Yang Guan dodged, it was he who decisively gave up the opportunity to snipe the little devil, and dodged down half a second in advance.

It could have been possible to use the time when the little devil pulled the bolt to change the ammunition, and it was not a problem to kill one more little devil.

But subconsciously captured the crisis and gave up sniping in time.

Even so, the bullet aimed at the abdomen slashed across the scalp and took away a strand of hair.

The strong wind of the bullet spinning makes the scalp tingle, the nerves palpitate, and the whole body beats.

Afraid?

Nonsense, who is not afraid of death, not to mention that he can't die now, he has to live for those thousands of civilians and fight for the only righteous sister.

Fear, panic, and other negative emotions will be stimulated into potential explosions at a certain moment.

At this moment, I was frightened by the little devil and completely enraged.

As soon as his feet hit the ground, his toes slammed into the ground, and his body bounced.

With the help of this jumping inertia, the heavy machine guns on both hands were raised, and the little devil was locked in an instant.

The trigger was pulled, and the bullet fired in a "click-click" sound.

A little devil was shot in the center of his eyebrows and died directly, his right hand was still resting on the bolt of the gun, and he had just opened a snap.

The second little devil was shot twice in a row, one through his throat and the other through his left shoulder, and he couldn't die anymore.

And his bolt has been fully opened, and he is about to push the bullet to load, which shows that they are not slow to move in the shadow of death.

The third little devil was lucky, perhaps subconsciously, and he dodged sideways, and the bullet pierced his right arm, dodging death.

However, he also lost the ability to fight back, rolling on the ground, howling in pain.

The last little devil shot, fought back in panic, and lost his former composure.

The bullet shifted a position, struck the air, and shot through the valley.

Yang Guan did not capture the crisis, nor did he find the reflection of the positive aim, and directly ignored the shooting of the little devil sniper.

At the same time, a shuttle of bullets was sent, and the little devil was beaten into a sieve, and he died in terror, and the little devil who was injured in the chain belt was shot together.

At this point, he got out of the ambush of the little devil and won a complete victory.

The team members came in a hurry, panting, "snorting" constantly, and their faces were horrified.

"Clean up the battlefield and return to the building quickly." Yang Guan ordered loudly and ran on the sheep's intestines again.

"Yes, the mission is guaranteed to be completed......" The words of the team members were left in the wind.

The strong wind blew, "whining", swept up the dead grass and fallen leaves, and flew into the sky.

Dance in the scorching sun, say goodbye to your birthplace and step into the unknown.

Stained with a trace of blood, it disappeared into the distance......

The body and mind are speeding in anxiety, as messy and disorderly as the wind, all tied to the west of Longquan Mountain.

What's going on now?

Did the little devil kill anyone?

Sister, don't have an accident!

Little devil, Lao Tzu swears to fight with you, and you must kill them all......

Thoughts are like messy steps, flying and unrestrained, splashing ripples and stirring on the wall of the heart.

Climb the Shuangshan bag, cross the gentle area, cross the gourd mouth, and then run to the top of the back mountain.

The road is unimpeded and gallops by.

He was greeted with courtesy, deferential awe, the god of war is back, and he did not flinch in the face of a strong enemy!

At the same time, it has also ushered in an unprecedented crisis...... (To be continued.) )