"Poof! ……”

There is no suspense, he Zhao Weiguo stabbed down, and it must be the head of a little devil rising into the air!

The head that flew high, the blood that was like a squirting pillar, had already stained the sky red, rendering the bright moonlight!

However, at this time, will the moonlight still be bright?

No! The moonlight was blood-colored, and it was dyed with blood by the blood that kept floating and evaporating!

And at this moment, not only this moonlight, but even this night, or everyone shrouded in the night, each of them has been rendered with this layer of color like blood! Filled with this one, just one sniff will make you feel disgusting and extremely bloody!

Right! It's a disgusting, terrifying breath that paralyzes the gustatory nerves and then fills the brain, eventually driving everyone into extreme madness.

Perhaps! Perhaps this breath was originally terrifying, it did not belong to the human world in the first place, and it should be boiling in hell. But I never thought that it was human beings themselves, who summoned such a terrifying thing and such a terrifying aura to their side!

So, it turned out to be human beings themselves who created this terrifying hell in reality!

And in this regard, perhaps, ridiculous, sad! But this kind of ridiculousness, this kind of sorrow, has never belonged to our Chinese nation, because this war was not launched by our Chinese nation, but by those poor devils.

It was they who summoned hell to the world, wreaking havoc on it, but eventually devouring themselves.

Truly! They were devoured, and they were smashed alive by the two sharp blades in Zhao Weiguo's hands that could even be cut through steel!

In the face of such an ending, he Zhao Weiguo has never had a trace of softness, or a trace of guilt. Because in this world, there is such a saying, when the bad people are comfortable, then the good people must suffer!

And these devils are, they are bad people, they came to other people's countries, or even other people's homes, wantonly plundered ****, and wantonly trampled on the dignity of others!

So they're bad people, they're not worthy of sympathy, even though they were human at one time and once had humanity. But at this moment, their humanity is lost, their spirit is degenerate, so such people, their death will still be worthy of sympathy?

No! We don't sympathize with them, and even if we do, we have to send these poor creatures who only know the spirit of bushido back to their hometown!

And what if they don't go back? Then bury them here forever! ……

"Huh!"

Zhao Weiguo shook the sword in his hand, shook back the residual blood of the sword body, and then slowly returned to the sheath.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ……”

Zhao Weiguo's chic movements were not yet completed, but he suddenly heard a series of applause, and it was Gao Qiao, who enjoyed a wonderful performance, that moved his applause.

However, in the face of such applause, he, Zhao Weiguo, only smiled in return, and untied the Type 39 assault rifle from behind him!

There were three rounds left in this shot, and he knew that very well.

But a new question came again, what did he Zhao Weiguo do when he unloaded the Type 39 assault rifle with only three bullets left?

In fact, he didn't do anything, he was greeting the devil in a turret. The devil was very self-restrained, and he didn't shoot when Zhao Weiguo killed the devil, but he poked the muzzle out of the turret and showed it to Zhao Weiguo.

He meant as if he were saying, "If I had shot, you would have died." So it's a provocation. And the implication is: Do you want to compete with me? Even if I don't have the help of others, you're doomed!

So there's nothing to say, he Zhao Weiguo accepted the challenge and rushed to the turret with a gun!

"Bang! ……”

At this time, this was a battle between two people, and it was a battle that did not allow others to mix, so that Gao Qiao dodged under Zhao Weiguo's signal, and at this time, the devil on the top of the turret shot!

Of course, his shot did not hit Zhao Weiguo, but was dodged by Zhao Weiguo. But he never thought that Zhao Weiguo's marksmanship was much faster than him, and at this one step, he had already launched a counterattack.

However, if you want to say that the devil's speed is not slow, maybe he has already decided that Zhao Weiguo is a master, so he challenged it.

So just after his shot, he flashed his body, and as a result, Zhao Weiguo's shot flew past his cheek, leaving an indelible scar on his face.

"Boom!"

This devil was really strong, and he didn't care about the slightest injury at all, but changed the eye of the gun and aimed at Zhao Weiguo in the bunker.

Here he saw very clearly, even if he Zhao Weiguo was hiding in the bunker, because he was standing in a high place, and being in a high place, he naturally had an advantage!

So this devil, very disdainful, took a deep breath, aimed at Zhao Weiguo, and exposed half of the soles of his feet!

"Bang!"

At this moment, the gun went off, and it hit the sole of the foot directly, so he quickly pulled the gun, intending to make up for the shot when Zhao Weiguo fell in pain or fell out of the fortification, resulting in Zhao Weiguo's life.

But I never thought that at this time, a fatal bullet pierced through the hole of the gun on the turret, directly through the devil's chest, and then flew out of his back!

"Why? …… Burst! ……”

That devil died in a very confused way, because he didn't understand why he obviously hit the other party's foot, but the other party didn't react, and found himself so quickly!

Actually, this is because he thinks too much about it, because there are only three gun holes above the turret, and you say that you only shoot in those three places, and it is clear to people at a glance, so you still don't shoot you?

As for that foot, it's even more interesting, because it's not Zhao Weiguo's foot at all, but a devil's foot, but it's wearing his Zhao Weiguo's shoes.

So the devil was fooled, shot through the foot of a dead devil, and completely lost his life.

And what about Zhao Weiguo? In fact, he also lost something, he lost that pair, and the wild mountain Sakura made a mille-feuille cloth shoe for Camp Chief Shi!

"Broken! Break! ……”

Zhao Weiguo took off the cloth shoe and blew it vigorously, but it was useless at all, not only the shoes were stained with the blood of devils, but also a big hole was broken, and the fingers could be worn from this side of the shoe to the other side of the shoe! ……