"This kid went berserk today. "In the headquarters, there are a lot of people whispering.

With resentment, Yang Changfeng has been three hours from the time he started to the time he stopped, and in the three hours, everyone was counting this guy, he killed thirty-seven enemies and captured a commander, not that kid was found by Yang Changfeng's conscience and finally willing to capture the prisoner, but that kid did a great job.

When he found that his companions around him were killed by Yang Changfeng one by one, he was the only one left, the kid took off his underwear, waved it out with a gun, and even shouted in fluent Mandarin: "Your tradition is to treat prisoners preferentially, I know it, I ask for unconditional surrender!"

Hearing that someone had surrendered, dozens of people immediately rushed out from behind, and they went up and stopped the guy.

"Comrade, this bastard must be strictly interrogated, this kind of person, kill one when you come, you must not be soft!" An aunt didn't care that Yang Changfeng still had a gun in his hand, rushed over and pulled Yang Changfeng's hand and shook it vigorously, I don't know when there were two more salted duck eggs in his hand, stuffed them into Yang Changfeng's pocket, and said enthusiastically, "Child, eat, eat some, we ordinary people can't help you, I just watched you fight with this gang of bastards for more than an hour......"

An old man who rushed over from behind hurriedly corrected: "It's one hour, seventeen minutes, and thirty-seven seconds!"

Yang Changfeng couldn't cry or laugh, uncle and aunt, if you don't rush out, this kid will be finished, now it's okay, you can be regarded as this kid's savior!

But my heart is really warm, there is such a group of ordinary people who trust them unconditionally, what battle can't we win?

"Eat, don't be afraid of your chief's criticism, what a good boy, my son is about the same age as you, and when he comes back from work all day and shouts that he is tired, he should let that rabbit cub learn more from your soldiers!"

Yang Changfeng had no choice but to finish eating in two bites, helped the two old men over, stood on a high place, carried the gun on his back, and if there was an enemy he didn't find, rush at him!

"Folks, go back, go back, stay at home, we must kill these bastards as soon as possible, and strive to let the villagers return to the original track as soon as possible, we must work hard!" Yang Changfeng waved his hand, looking a little funny, the key is that the two salted duck eggs in his pocket are too heavy.

The uncle said with a smile: "When I heard it, I came from the village, this kid is simple." That's okay, let's go back, hand over the people to them, let's not make trouble, it's the greatest support for the army, go, go back immediately, don't stand outside, and ask people to protect us!"

Can you not protect it, the troops who rushed up behind didn't say a word, they all faced the outside and stood on guard, we are soldiers, bullets are coming head-on, and there are ordinary people behind us, so we must stand up and meet them, this is our glorious tradition!

The crowd dispersed, and at this time, Yang Changfeng couldn't help but hear someone exclaim: "Mom, why did this * kid step on a foot - vomit - "

I said, folks, you shouldn't have seen this scene!

Carrying a gun, Yang Changfeng walked towards the smug captive.

What the fuck, you still think we don't get you if we treat the captives well, do you?

"Trouble, trouble, oil Ah ......" Seeing Yang Changfeng's murderous face, that guy was frightened, this killing god, he won't mess with him in the next life, doesn't it mean that your army is not so cruel to the enemy, why is this cruelty more cruel than cruelty?

Yang Changfeng picked up the gun, smashed it on the head, and scolded: "Oil Anima, shit, if you dare to come, you have to be ready to die, who the fuck allowed you to surrender?"

The political commissar on the side hurriedly rushed over and pretended to stop Yang Changfeng, but you are ......

Political commissar, I think it's time for you to receive ideological training, don't be so black, why do you kick hard according to other people's lives?

That little black foot kicked, God, Huang Feihong's shadowless foot shouldn't be passed on to you, right?

The political commissar said hypocritically: "Xiao Yang, don't be presumptuous, it's not worth it, it's not worth it, we are civilized teachers, don't be so barbaric!"

Yang Changfeng really wanted to spit on this Ermao Siyan face, he could see it, he could be a leader in the front-line troops, then there was no one who was not black, good guy, that guy begged for mercy heartbreakingly, didn't you hear it at all?

Hey, this kind of person, how to deal with him.

Finally, when the commissar's black feet were put away, half of that guy's life was gone.

I vaguely heard some people scolding: "You deserve it, this bastard, why don't you kill him?"

The political commissar smiled, quickly pretended to be caring, lifted the captive from the ground, and asked amiably: "Little brother, where did you come from?"

Made, you are worthy of your English teacher!

How dare the captives not answer, they wept and replied: "Insi." ”

Under the political commissar's glasses, there was a murderous flash in his eyes, and he said lightly: "Oh, it turned out to be that place, it seems that you were also involved in the massacre of our compatriots a few years ago, didn't you?"

The guy's eyes flickered, and he didn't dare to answer.

As soon as the political commissar turned around, he asked Yang Changfeng: "You say, kill this kid, will my two Mao Si be gone?"

No, political commissar, listen to me tell you, we are not worth it, ah, we are not worth it at all!

Before the words fell, the political commissar stabbed his hand forward, and a dagger pierced directly into the prisoner's stomach, not a fatal place, but it definitely hurt, it was intestines!

After the dagger was stabbed, the commissar had a cold smile on his face, covered the captive's mouth with one hand, twisted the dagger three hundred and sixty degrees with the other, and then lifted it up, cutting a ten centimeter long cut in the dog's belly.

Man!

Yang Changfeng patted the political commissar on the shoulder, but unexpectedly, the political commissar smiled, threw the guy into the hands of the two soldiers who rushed up, and said, "Go back, save him, and give the health company a third-class meritorious service!"

The two little soldiers were stunned, and the political commissar criticized with a tiger face: "Don't understand, save him, send him to the confinement room, and I'll go back and talk to this bastard." ”

This is not something to talk about, Yang Changfeng bets that waiting for this bastard is definitely a thousand cuts.

Why does he hate the Indo-Spanish people so much?

"The country is hated by the family, I am waiting for the day in the future to kill these miscellaneous people. The political commissar wiped the blood from his hands on the face of the unconscious captive, and said lightly, "This matter has nothing to do with you." ”

Before the words fell, Yang Changfeng rushed forward and punched the prisoner in the stomach, and the prisoner woke up in pain, Yang Changfeng took out the dagger and stabbed it again along the same path.

The captive fainted a second time.