The sky was gray, the white clouds were covered with a layer of dust, and the sunlight through the gaps in the clouds was like a haze and gray from the top of the clouds. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Gray, everything is gray, the appearance has changed, the world is assimilated by gray?

The wind stopped, and the clouds solidified in the air.

There is no sound, there is no feeling, everything is gray, is it dead by itself?

Is this the road to hell? Feeling and unconscious, seeing only a gray, gray, endless gray......

No, isn't there any other color?

This is not true, how could he die, Lao Tzu is really dead, no, who is Lao Tzu?

Where are your teachers, your sisters, your sisters, and your lovers?

War, massacre, Japanese army devils, devils, devils......

Yes, Lao Tzu wants to kill devils, kill devils to take revenge, he has a deep feud in the sea of blood, a national feud, and a feud...... Kill the devil......

A figure lay flat in the field, holding a heavy machine gun in both hands against his chest, his left hand and the bracket clenching the barrel of the gun, and his right index finger resting on the trigger, trembling lightly in the smoke of gunfire.

Not far from him was a huge crater, which plunged into the ground in an inverted cone, five meters deep, and the earth was charred black.

No, there was blood, blood seeping from his left shoulder and left side of his face, ticking and soaking a scorched earth, turning into purple-black bloody mud, and he was injured......

Half of his body was dyed red on the folded gray uniform, and he seemed to be seriously injured, could he fight again?

The sand was also flying, splashing in all directions, with a scorching smell of gunpowder, accompanied by gray-black gunpowder smoke raging in all directions.

Suddenly, six black dots appeared in the sky, swooping down from the sky, lined up in threes and threes, and the speed was fast, shining with twelve sparks, shooting out a streamlined barrage.

"Buzz, dada......"

What is that, day, day, little devil's plane, artillery emplacement, brothers...... Go to hell!

Huo Ran sat ups, his left leg bent at the knee, his left elbow stood on the knee to support the body of the gun, his right leg crossed the ground, his right elbow clamped his right rib, and his index finger pulled the trigger "Da Da Da ......"

The bullet roared into the air in the primer of the firing pin, the body was shaking, the mind was roaring, kill the devil!

The body was like an electric shock, and the blood was swaying like rain with vibration, staining the sand red, and the spots were full of fishy smell.

The bullet casings shook back, snapping, and sand...... Parabolas flew into the sand, fulfilling their mission, leaving a warm warmth behind that was gradually fading.

They were originally mothers, the nutrients were blazing, the melons were ripe, and they were produced explosively, and the mother and child were angry, and the anger swirled.

The streamlined whirlpool pierced through the space, spinning out swirls of air that rushed forward with rage, unstoppable.

Rubbing out the sound of singing accompaniment, the noise of an empty space, so lively.

The barrage of eruptions from the two sides staggered in the air, shaking the space turbulently, and the swirls raged vertically and horizontally.

The three bullets penetrated the fuel tank, ignited the fuel, expanded violently, and burst through the iron wall with a bang, bursting into a ball of fireworks and shining the sky.

One clump, two, three in a row, four seasons of flowers, shocked all directions.

Zero, Zero is still alive, he is blocking the Japanese plane, this, is this true?

The soldiers on the heavy artillery position woke up from their dementia, their eyes were hazy with tears, and they stared into the distance in disbelief, without blinking, and their minds quickly recovered.

A soldier raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and the dirty cuffs left marks on his face, like a mud doll, dirty.

The cuffs covered with dust and gunpowder squinted, and his eyes hurt, his vision was blurred, he couldn't see clearly, and he didn't know how Zero was doing.

He was so anxious that he glanced left and right, put his hand on the waist of the big man on the left, and twisted it to the right.

"Ahh

"Uh, no, no......" The thin monkey shook his hand, looked anxious, pointed to the south, and stammered, "That, zero, zero, how, how......"

"Roll the calves!" The big man pushed him away, turned his head sharply to look south, stared at the worried figure, and whispered: "You don't have long eyes, Zero, Zero is sniping at the Japanese plane, so ......"

The commotion made by the two disturbed the soldiers next to them, and the hearts of the people recovered, and they became active from their sluggishness, raised their weapons in their hands, and made movements up and down, but did not make a sound.

It's a very strange phenomenon, as if they are afraid of disturbing the instructor's battle, they all raise their guns in the silence to cheer, with a sense of strength, and seem to use all their strength.

This move stretched out, spreading like a wave on the herringbone front, one after another, swaying and rippling with the wind.

This is a sign of victory, and the two hundred artillerymen glanced at it, and their spirits became more and more high, and they were busy reloading, firing, and killing the devil!

Just because the instructor blocked the Japanese plane alone, in exchange for a stable killing environment, seize the opportunity, hurry, hurry, blow up the little devils, and blow them all up......

The earth trembled with the sound of cannonballs, and to the south of the herringbone front, a slender and wonderful man lay there, and she opened her feeble eyes in a daze.

A woman next to her was pinching her, her eyes were full of tears, and her face kept chanting: "Girl, wake up, wake up, wake up, Zero, Zero has no sacrifice, no ......"

Two lines of tears slipped down the corners of her eyes and dripped down the cuckoo's forehead, cheeks, and neck, awakening her to a trace of her senses.

When her eyes were stimulated by a few tears that dripped and blinked, she woke up and heard the message she was looking forward to, but she didn't believe it.

Because the woman was sobbing, crying so sadly, and her face was so painful that her heart was entangled, so why was he still alive, and she had no worries about her life, and she died......

When the woman saw her awake, she busily wiped her tears from her eyes, and her cheeks were filled with joy, and it was great, she was all right, no, her heart was dead?

No, her daughter is the same size as her, but it's a pity that she was ruined by devils, she can't die, she is her own daughter!

"Girl, wake up, don't think about it, Zero is really not dead, look around......"

Not dead? Is he really not dead?

The cuckoo didn't believe it, but inadvertently looked sideways, and saw that the soldiers were all raising their guns to cheer, why was there no sound in this triumphant cheer?

Puzzled, but noticing the excited looks of the soldiers, her will to die quickly dissolved, dissolved into nothing, and her strength revived.

"He's really not dead?" Muttering to herself, she still didn't believe it, and believed the truth as the woman nodded her head and wiped tears of joy.

"Zero is good......

Before the woman had finished speaking, the cuckoo scrambled to his feet, crawled forward on all fours, staggered to his feet, and staggered to his feet, so worried that the woman hurried forward to help her.

Both of them crashed into the fortifications, not caring about the pain of hitting the body, looking far away, not dead, he was not dead, great......

Suddenly, a bomb flew down again, and the target was directly the instructor that everyone was thinking about, and the excited cheering action and body and mind came to a halt, and Zero dodged, dodged, dodged, quickly dodged......