At Harbin Airport, Zhang Yi is leading the special combat team to rely on the airport fortifications to fight the devils.

The number of devils attacking the airport has increased from a squadron of about 100 to 200, but fortunately, the devils did not dare to bombard the plane for fear of accidentally damaging the plane, otherwise Zhang Yi and they would not have been able to resist it a long time ago.

The ammunition has become less and less, but the devils are gathering more and more, Zhang Yi and all the members of the special combat team know that this time they may stay here forever, kill a few more ghosts before they die, the special combat team members all thought so in their hearts.

"Junko, if you don't stay for a while, you will immediately detonate the explosives, remember, don't leave the plane to the devil." Zhang Yi explained to the Shunzi beside him.

"Well, don't worry, vice captain."

The gunfire was getting thinner and thinner, and the ammunition on the special operators was almost exhausted.

"Attack, these Chinese troops are no longer out of bullets, take them alive." One of the devil's squadron leaders shouted with a command knife in his hand.

When the devil heard the captain's shout, he stopped shooting, began to put on his bayonet, and rushed towards the airport.

"Brothers, on the bayonet, there is no one in our special combat team, fuck his dog, and we will fight devils together after eighteen years." Zhang Yi pulled out his bayonet and pressed it, yelling.

"Vice captain, my brothers can't fight devils, but we can't let the devils be captured alive, leave us a grenade, and my dying brothers are dragging a few devils." A seriously injured special combat team member said to Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi looked at the injured special combat team members leaning together, their eyes were so determined.

"Good brother, brother is proud of you." Zhang Yi handed over the only two grenades to the wounded special combat team, then turned his head and tears flowed unconsciously.

"Brothers, kill devils with me, kill ............" Zhang Yi wiped his tears and roared angrily.

"Kill ............"

"Junko, you go to guard the explosives for me, and if the situation is not right, it will be detonated immediately." Zhang Yi dragged the Shunzi Dao who had already rushed out.

Shunzi nodded, then ran quickly to the edge of the hangar, and held the detonator in his arms.

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