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Chapter 1183: Stones Like Rain

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    If he just hangs out with the Eighth Route Army, then Liu Maocai can continue to hang out, and return to the devil's camp when he has a chance in the future.  Anyway, when the time comes, he can still explain today's matter clearly, and put all the responsibilities on Zhang Feng.  Maybe he can continue to be his puppet army commander at that time.  After all, he didn't want to really stay on the Eighth Route Army to live a hard life. He was used to living a life of wine and meat. He couldn't adapt to the harsh conditions of the Eighth Route Army now.

    Or, even if he can't do anything and goes back to his hometown secretly, he can live his whole life on the wealth accumulated in the puppet army over the years.  It's better to live in such a frightening life now.  Really fight with devils?  The devil is so powerful, maybe he will die.

    Just now he made a correct choice and didn't jump out with Zhang Feng, otherwise, he would be pushed down and fell to death now.  At this time, Liu Maocai just wanted to reduce his sense of presence and hang around here.  However, Li Yunlong absolutely refused to let him hang around here, he had to make a choice.  As for the way to choose, it is also very simple, he just needs to smash a stone down.

    Now the little devils below are crowded with people.  In order to rush into the Huangyadong arsenal as soon as possible, they all ran very fast, so that a trumpet was formed outside the first line of sky.  After all, the first line of sky is only a few meters wide, and not many people can enter at the same time.  So many people are crowded in the back, and the people in front can't walk fast, so the crowd in Yixiantian is full of people.  A big rock can definitely kill two or three people.

    In this way, Liu Maocai will have devil's blood in his hands.  The little devil may be able to tolerate the puppet soldiers surrendering to the Eighth Route Army and then turning their backs, but the little devil must not tolerate the puppet soldiers continuing to attack the little devil.  If the devil's blood really was on his hands, then Liu Maocai would have no other choice from now on.  I can only follow the Eighth Route Army honestly.

    Now being named by Li Yunlong, Liu Maocai was in a tangle, but under the current situation, there is no time for him to think about those things.  Wei Dayong had already strode over, holding a box cannon in his hand, pointing the gun at him intentionally or unintentionally.  He urged him: "Hurry up! Did you not eat in the morning or something? After this battle is over, we still have something to eat."

    "Either throw the stone down, or jump off by yourself. I said you, why are you so ink-stained." Seeing Liu Maocai, he didn't plan to move.  Monk Wei became anxious and said harsh words.

    As soon as these words came out, Liu Maocai didn't dare to delay any longer, he could only lift up the stone beside him.

    He had already discovered it when he was on the first-line sky yesterday.  There are a lot of stones at the top here.  At first, he thought that these stones were just extra stones used to build these positions, and he didn't move them down.  Only now did I discover that these stones have other uses, for example, they can be used to smash devils!

    After lifting a big rock, Liu Maocai came to the side of the cliff. Before he threw it down, he heard Wei Dayong shouting: "Little devil, Liu Maocai, the former commander of the 32nd Division of the Puppet Army, gave you a gift."

    As soon as these words came out, Liu Maocai only felt a chill down his back.  Now he has no other way to go.  Wei Dayong's voice was so loud that almost everyone on the top of the mountain could hear it.  The ghost soldiers below can almost probably hear it too.  In this way, how could he go to the devil again in the future?  It would be hell if the devil didn't eat him alive.

    Following this voice.  The little devils in Yixiantian Valley raised their heads and looked at the sky.  They opened their terrified eyes wide, watching the big rock roll down with a whistling sound.

    This big rock weighed more than 30 kilograms, but when it fell, it hit the ground and caused the ground to shake, like an earthquake.  The little devil who was hit on the spot turned into a puddle of flesh, and then the stone collided with the ground, even after being buffered by the human body, it still had a great impact.  With the violent noise, it split into many pieces of small stones.  It scattered in all directions, and some people fell down screaming in an instant.

    The rock formations of Yixiantian are very interesting, layer by layer, which is the result of years of orogeny.  The stones thrown down in this way are also divided into pieces, and these pieces of stones scattered now are like fragments of bombs exploded.  The sharp knife-like fragments cut through the bodies of many devils.

    Liu Maocai knew that he had no way out now. Since he could only follow the Eighth Route Army in the future, he didn't have any hesitation. He shouted loudly: "Brothers from the former 32nd Division, we used to follow the little devils to help the evildoers."  , now I am deeply aware of my mistakes. Now we are going to use our actualTake action to pay for the crimes you have committed.  Everyone throw it together.  "

    Now Liu Maocai finally handed in the nomination certificate, and Li Yunlong nodded in satisfaction.  At the same time, the other puppet soldiers in the sky have also been agitated.  Especially the group of people who were deeply infected yesterday, now they lifted the rock without any hesitation, and threw it down fiercely.

    Wang Laosan hit the hardest. While throwing the stone down, he shouted loudly: "Little devil, **** grandma."

    "Sister, I will avenge you!"

    As he threw it, he kept cursing, as if this was the only way to vent his depression and anger over the years.

    All of a sudden, thousands of puppet soldiers began to throw stones down. For the ghost soldiers in the sky below, it was a rain of death.

    This tactic has many restrictions.  Before the top of Yixiantian was occupied by little devils, it was generally impossible for little devils to swagger through Yixiantian.  So these stones originally deployed on the top of the mountain were just a way to prevent accidents, but I didn't expect it to actually work.

    At the same time, when ammunition was distributed to the puppet army yesterday, those bullets could not be fired, and they must not be allowed to have weapons that could harm the Eighth Route Army.  Therefore, if you want these puppet soldiers to beat the devils today, you can only use these stones to smash the devils to death.  And today, these puppet troops have already expressed their position with practical actions.  They will be absolutely credible in the future, so after the battle is over, the puppet soldiers can get real ammunition.

    The gains from today's battle are huge.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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