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The war outside the hotel continued, and a major of the Self-Defense Forces watched the front of the battle line more than fifty meters long lying with corpses, stumps and broken arms, and various internal organs everywhere, like Shura hell. (Please search, the novel is better and faster!)

"Kill, kill!!"

This guy was already red-eyed, and the sound of explosions and gunfire couldn't hide his angry roar. Suddenly, he felt that the enemy's resistance had weakened, and excitedly stood up in the bunker and shouted, "Rush! ”

At this moment, there was a dense burst of gunfire from behind them, and the major's heart trembled, and he hurriedly turned around to see a group of militants rushing towards them in all sorts of dilapidated cars, and the muzzles of guns sticking out of the windows were spitting fiery snakes, like a sharp dagger straight into them, and the soldiers of the Self-Defense Forces on both sides fell in waves. Especially in front of a truck without a windshield, a machine gun roared, and a thumb-thick bullet formed a fiery dragon in the night, and there was a lot of mourning everywhere it passed.

"Dada!"

"Da Da !!!"

"Boom!"

"Boom !!!!"

The major looked at the opposite side with a pale face, where there was also a dense burst of gunfire, and he knew that he was surrounded by counter-surrounds.

The Self-Defense Forces were taken by surprise, they did not know where these enemies came from, and they desperately returned fire one by one, and the entire battlefield was in flames, and bullets pierced the air with a sharp whistling.

Just now they were still fangs open, ready to tear at the beast of their enemy, but now they are lambs to the slaughter, covered with holes, staring at unwilling eyes, screaming and falling, and their hands still stretched out into the air, as if to meet the call of the messenger of hell.

The major seemed to be stupid, and watched as dozens of cars swept in like a whirlwind, raising the smoke of gunpowder in the sky and becoming invincible. And the soldiers he thought were elite were howling as if the end of the world was coming, and they were desperate in the face of a huge force that was definitely not something that could be resisted by manpower.

Yang Luo stood in the car, his fingers holding the trigger tightly, and the machine gun roared. There is no need to deliberately aim at this moment, and there is no need to set the main goal, the whole long street is full of shaking figures, and the pavement of the whole long street is full of corpses and flowing blood.

The SDF soldiers who were not dead were like a group of dying maggots, they struggled to crawl, but then they were run over by the rushing car.

Yang Luo felt the slight bump of the wheel, the terrible sound of crushing limbs and tooth-aching bone breaks, which made people feel their scalps tingle.

The major screamed hoarsely, "Shoot! Shoot!" and grabbed a cluster bomb and threw it out.

Yang Luo looked at the black dots flying in the air and kicked the Red Army brothers who were driving, and then his legs and body soared into the air.

"Boom!"

The truck, which was already froping for a long time, burst into flames and finally stopped to complete its mission.

"Poof" Yang Luo, who was in the air, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, his body was pushed out by a huge energy, and the moment he landed, he endured the burning pain in his back and supported the ground with both hands, and his body rushed forward a few meters away, unloading the impact.

"Yang Luo!" A coquettish cry full of evil spirit came, even the ghost fox himself did not appear, at the moment when Yang Luo was injured, her heart suddenly hurt, and her delicate body floated up in the car in a strange posture, and then rushed towards Yang Luo quickly.

Hongye Jun and those Red Army brothers saw Yang Luo injured, their eyes were blood-red, and they pulled the trigger with a roar.

"Click......

The sound of submachine gun fire came and went in the smoke of gunpowder, and under the frantic blows of the Red Army brothers, there were desperate screams like small animals screaming everywhere.

It's full of madness, bloodshed, and violent killing, and all people have no human mercy, and human lives are worth nothing here.

Yang Luo turned over and grabbed the charge that he didn't know who threw it, and looked up at a commander who was scurrying left and right, and a bloodthirsty smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Bang!"

The running figure of the major was stunned, his head burst into a bloody flower, his mouth was open, and he slowly fell to the ground with unwilling eyes.

"Yang Luo, how are you?" the ghost fox ran over and asked.

Yang Luo jumped up on the ground: "I can't die!" said and pulled the trigger before the charge, a violent momentum filled the surroundings, and he rushed forward with a frenzy, the kind of pride that faced the enemy and was not afraid in the face of the bullets flying around, and instantly ignited the blood of the Red Army brothers behind him, and the whole body burned for it.

The ghost fox's beautiful eyes were bright, and he followed closely behind Yang Luo, feeling the passion of the battlefield that he had never seen before. Especially the momentum on Yang Luo's body, which made her a little lost.

"Oh my God, is he still human?"

Those Self-Defense Force soldiers watched Yang Luo come like a god of war, especially their commander who died in battle, and the spirit that was already on the verge of collapse collapsed with a bang, and they scattered and fled.

A frightened guy threw away the gun in his hand and rushed towards Yang Luo with a howl.

Yang Luo raised his foot, and with a click, the guy flew back upside down, spurting blood in the air.

"Dada!"

"Dada...... Click......" Yang Luo pulled out the bayonet on the submachine gun, left the gun without bullets on the ground, and roared wildly into the enemy position that had fallen into chaos. The bayonet in his hand drew bright lines in the air, just like the Nine Heavens Demon God, happily harvesting one life after another.

At this time, Hongye Jun and those Red Army brothers also pounced, jumped out of the car and rushed into the crowd.

On the other side, Zhong Yuan Jing also rushed over with people, and the gunfire stopped for a while, and the most primitive hand-to-hand combat was staged on the entire battlefield. In such a battlefield, it is all about strength and courage.

"Kill, kill, kill!!!"

Yang Luo roared wildly, "What the hell are you running, aren't you very awesome? Don't you always want to restore the glory of the military state? Don't you always want to start another war of aggression against China? Today, Lao Tzu will let you see what kind of war." ”

Yang Luo twisted the neck of a Self-Defense Force soldier, then turned around and grabbed the shoulder of another soldier, and the military stab in his hand pulled a knife flower and slashed at his neck.

"Poof"

A head flew into the sky, and the blood that had been suppressed for decades finally found an outlet for catharsis and spurted out of the neck cavity.

"Boom!"

"Boom!!"

"Boom !!"

Some bloody Self-Defense Force soldiers pulled grenades on their bodies, and in the smoke, the terrible explosion sent the brothers and the Red Army around them into the sky, and the broken corpses and blood rain rose one by one, and the sky was stained red with blood.

The ghost fox's graceful figure has been following Yang Luo, and every time she waves her arms, another life will end.

Unconsciously, those Self-Defense Force soldiers began to move away from Yang Luo, running if they could, and looking for other enemies to fight if they couldn't. Because no one wants to fight bayonets with an already crazy, pure war machine.

Gradually, there were no enemies around Yang Luo, and a thick layer of corpses was piled up under his feet, and the blood had dyed his clothes maroon.

The ghost fox walked to Yang Luo's side and stood there quietly, no one spoke, looking at this most primitive war scene, and interpreted the killing to perfection.

Yang Luo, who was standing quietly, moved, and the hand holding the bayonet suddenly raised, and the bloodstained bayonet cut a graceful arc in the air, and flew towards a captain who wanted to pull a grenade with lightning speed.

"Poof"

The bayonet stabbed the captain in the back of the neck, and a stream of blood burst out of the bayonet's blood groove. The captain opened his mouth and spoke weakly the moment he fell to the ground.

"What kind of enemy are we facing? ”

In this world, no country's special forces are willing to face Yang Luo, because they know in their hearts that whoever faces that wolf on the battlefield is equivalent to stepping into hell. What's more, these self-defense forces that seem to be boy scouts in Yang Luo's eyes, a group of children who can only scratch with burning sticks.

The battle ended quickly, leaving hundreds of corpses behind by the Self-Defense Forces, and Yang Luo also lost half of his brothers in the battle.

Yang Luo glanced at it and shouted at Hong Yejun, who was slowly walking over, "Withdraw!"

At the Prime Minister's residence, the electronic screen of the crisis center showed a satellite video that had just been sent by the intelligence department.

Everyone could see that a group of militants with less than a hundred people actually charged at the Black Dragon Society, which had nearly a thousand people and had heavy firepower. In a short period of time, the black dragon will be completely annihilated, which makes their hearts feel extremely shocked. Immediately after that, the militants were surrounded by the Self-Defense Forces, which made them excited for a while, but the next scene made them feel desperate. ’

They saw dozens of militants attacking the SDF on both sides of the street, and finally they saw a tragic and shocking cold-weapon battle that they had never seen in their lives.

Yufuko Tojo, that old lady is already stupid, and she has suffered no less than Naoto Kan and those cabinet ministers. If you still want to restore the glory of Hideki Tojo, is it possible to rely on those waste-like Self-Defense Forces? Where the hell is the spirit of the katana and the spirit of the kamikaze?

Hidetaka Tojo closed his eyes and didn't look at the screen, his thin hands clenched into fists. The picture was taken by satellite, and the faces of the characters could not be seen clearly, but he knew that he could have such combat effectiveness, that he could wipe out the Black Dragon Society with less than a hundred people, and that he could beat a battalion of self-defense forces to the point of crying wolves, and that there must be a blood wolf with a strange charm that could turn a group of sheep into a tiger on the battlefield, and a blood wolf who could turn a tiger into madness.

"Blood wolf, it seems that I still underestimate you, but I have taken over this game of chess, and I will never let you leave alive. ”

"Haha......" At the same time, Yang Luo stood in a wilderness on the western outskirts of Nagoya and laughed wildly, "This game of chess has been played until now, as long as we can leave Japan alive, then we will be the winners." ”

At this time, the whole of Nagoya suddenly stopped shooting, there was no violence, and there was no killing. The thugs who were still robbing and killing people just now threw away the items they had looted, and the guys who were still working the women also got up, put on their pants, picked up their guns and left.

One by one, it was like taking an aphrodisiac, shamelessly shouting that it would definitely make those terrorists who attacked Japan leave, and they must avenge the injured Japan.

They seem to have amnesia at the same time, and they don't remember that they were the ones who hurt the Japanese people. In less than half an hour, more people took to the streets, some still holding photos of Yang Luo in their hands, but the photos were taken from a distance, and their faces were a little unclear. Unless you stand opposite Yang Luo, compare carefully.

The day is almost dawn, and those cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods are still in high spirits and scurrying around the streets in order to wash away the stains on their bodies, get a new life, and even more for the reward of 300 million US dollars.

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