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- "Ah!" Wang Mazi yelled, and rushed towards Yang Song again, but then fell to the ground again.
The second time he lay down on the ground, and when he stood up, Wang Mazi staggered and tried to stand up, and then said to Yang Song: "You, you are cheating, the agreement is to wrestle!"
It's obviously wrestling, so let's just wrestle. If you keep hiding like this, it's not called wrestling at all! Wang Mazi was quite annoyed.
"Okay, then I'll stand here and you fall." Yang Song said.
"You are not allowed to move!"
"If you don't move, don't move." Yang Song stood there and said to Wang Mazi.
Wang Mazi rushed over, hugged Yang Song's waist with both hands, and wanted to overturn Yang Song, but Yang Song took a horse step with his legs, as stable as Mount Tai, no matter how hard Wang Mazi tried, Yang Song's body would not move at all. Do not move.
The devils around also frowned.
"No, this kid will suffer." Li Yunlong said.
Fighting with devils for a long time, I can still grasp the devil's psychology. If this young man is thrown a few times and makes a show, it will be considered as the past, but now, this young man shows his hand, unless he works for the devil. Otherwise, the devil is probably going to lay a black hand. He would rather kill him than let him go back alive. The devil will not keep capable Chinese.
Now, seeing the young man's performance, the people here are faintly worried.
what to do?
Now, the big guy is only here to investigate. If everyone takes action to save this young man, it will be no surprise that the little devil will find out the existence of the guerrillas. Then, the little devil will strengthen the defense here, and wait until the big guy It's not easy when you want to come here to eat meat.
However, if you don't take action, the devil is about to make a murderous attempt.
what to do?
Even Li Yunlong was in a dilemma at this time. The big guy wandered around in the mountains and finally found an airport of the devil here. This is quite rare. It is a pity to startle the snake like this.
When Li Yunlong was still in trouble, he saw Qin Baoshan, who had already found a used paint bucket from the car basket, and then pulled out a string of firecrackers by magic, and then took it out pretendingly He lit a cigarette, handed Li Yunlong one, and then lit the fire.
"Come on, order it for me." Qin Baoshan said to Li Yunlong.
Before Li Yunlong could react, Qin Baoshan had already grabbed the cigarette he was smoking, lit the twister on it, and then threw it into the barrel.
In the next second, everyone realized that Qin Baoshan had already yelled: "Run!"
run!
Pushing his trolley, Qin Baoshan was the first to run out, and then, the firecrackers crackled in the empty barrel, and the sound was quite ear-piercing, and spread far away.
You are hurting people!
Li Yunlong was reluctant to throw away his cigarettes, and while smoking, he pushed his trolley and ran along.
Liu Dabiao followed the third one. As for the two observers of the Lvjiaoshan guerrilla team, Zhang Shun and Li Mingyuan, they were behind. After a moment of dullness, they saw that the devil's base in the distance over there had exploded. Also follow suit and run.
What is this called!
Five people trotted along the mountain road, three were pushing carts, and two were empty-handed, helping to push carts as well. Mountain people, who had long been accustomed to this kind of operation, walked fast and disappeared without a trace.
"Quick, quick, quick!" At this time, the devil's base was already in chaos, and Tanigawa Kumamoto greeted loudly: "Matsumoto, Matsumoto, bring your team to gather and pursue! Go down, go down, attack!" Cannon, blast me over!"
A minute later, the mortar shells, with a sharp whistling, flew towards the crackling place on the opposite side, where there were still bursts of green smoke, and the sound sounded like a machine gun firing. is exactly the same.
"Boom!" The little devil's mortar, with a fairly high aim, knocked down the big tree on the opposite hillside with one shot, and here, two squadrons, a group of little devils, had already The tide rushed towards the opposite side.
Matsumoto Ichiro led his team and rushed towards the place where the sound sounded. He was sitting on the sidecar, extremely bumpy, and still raised his command knife on it: "Kill it, kill it!"
?There was a guerrilla formation in the nearby county town, and the county guards were beaten to shame. This incident made the ghost soldiers here laugh for a long time. Kato Taro is an idiot, What an embarrassment to the imperial army!
Their army is not a coward like Kato Taro. They have been waiting for the guerrillas to come. Once the guerrillas come, they will wipe out the guerrillas!
What Taro Kato said is too weird. The guerrillas have a large number of machine guns, and they can easily cover them with firepower. I didn't expect that there were such scum among the soldiers of the empire. In order to cover up the responsibility for the failure, they boasted about the strength of the enemy. !
How is that possible!
Even if the guerrillas have machine guns, how do they replenish the bullets? However, since Kato Taro said so, it is certain that there will be at least one or two machine guns.
Now, upon hearing the sound of the attack, each of them rushed forward bravely, trying to catch the guerrillas, but when the motorcycle roared past, the sound of machine guns, It has long since stopped.
The smoke from the mortar bombing had begun to dissipate. The big guys looked over and saw no Eighth Route Army or guerrillas there. There was only one broken barrel!
Inside the barrel, the burned firecrackers blew up the inside into a big painted face. Seeing this, Ichiro Matsumoto immediately raised his command knife angrily, and chopped the broken oil barrel in half.
After working for a long time, it was just a farce. People used a bunch of firecrackers and a broken barrel to fool their own side, firing cannons and charging again. They were completely teased!
What about the person who fired the cannon? He ran away long ago!
After such a big oolong, the devil's interest in wrestling has long since disappeared.
Then, looking back, Gu Chuanxiong looked at Zhao Song fiercely: "Your, have you practiced?"
"Mine, no, it's just that I'm born stronger." Zhao Song said.
Wang Mazi on the ground wanted to cry, but he wished he could take out his gun and kill Zhao Song. Before he could speak, Gu Chuanxionggui had already said: "Work, keep working!"
Therefore, Wang Mazi could only grit his teeth with hatred, and in the afternoon, he would keep an eye on Zhao Song, and whenever he dared to be lazy, he would beat him hard! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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