"Bang-"

"A gun! Hold the grass, what are you two doing? After Chen Weidong fired a shot, he squatted down while reporting, seeing that the two people on the side did not squat there and call grandpa, the whole person was in a bad mood.

"I didn't ...... Didn't do anything. I beg my grandfather to bless me. Liu Shunbing smiled awkwardly.

"Everyone is a brother, his grandfather is my grandfather, so I will bless you by the way?" Yang Zhihui also smiled.

"......" Chen Weidong watched the two of them fall silent.

Then, while shouting "grandpa", the brothers took turns shooting like whack-a-mole.

"Grandpa!"

"Bang!"

"Grandpa!"

"Bang!"

The marksmanship of the three is really bad, and Chen Weidong is the most accurate marksman.

The enemy charging in front of the position does not mean that the black pressure is similar to the well-known domestic scenic spots during the Golden Week, there is a distance between each other, and they will find cover nearby, so it does not mean that they can be hit by shooting casually.

Of course, some unlucky ones catch the bullet well and have to say another story.

"Whoa—"

A bullet whistled past Chen Weidong's cotton hat, so frightened that he quickly squatted down, took off the hat and saw that the brim of the hat was directly scorched, and it was still hot to the touch.

"Hold the grass, hold the grass...... Grandpa bless! Grandpa bless! ”

The two people on the side were also scared.,If this bullet hits the body, it's not like FPS shooters like they can stand up and kill as long as there is a drop of blood left.,They don't have a blood bar.,A shot is basically gone!

"Get up! Get up! The enemy is rushing up! ”

Squad Leader Li saw that they had not fired a few shots and then hid again, and hurriedly shouted at them.

The three of them could only bite the bullet and continue to fight.

As a result, as soon as they appeared, a shuttle bullet hit the sandbag in front of them, directly pressing the three of them down again.

"Machine guns!"

"How do I use the 38 big cover to fight!"

"Hold the grass, no, I'm going to die! I'm going to die! ”

"No shot! You didn't get shot! ”

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out from the side, and then the fiery machine gun was silenced.

It turned out that the veteran on the side couldn't stand it anymore and came to help them.

"Get up! Don't be afraid! The more scared you are, the faster you die! The veteran crouched down and dragged them, shouting.

"Ahh

The three of them yelled to embolden themselves, and once again stood up and shot.

"Poof-" sounded, hot blood sprayed on Liu Shunbing's side face, and the veteran lying next to him was shot in the neck!

Liu Shunbing stayed directly in place, and it was Chen Weidong who threw him to the ground, so he dodged a shuttle shot.

"Bing! Bing! ”

"I, I'm going to die! Ahh

Chen Weidong was also frightened by him, and when he touched his cheeks and neck, there was no wound.

"Grass! You didn't get shot! ”

"It's big brother gone!"

"It's the big brother who was shot!"

"Gott~"

Not only Liu Shunbing, but when Chen Weidong saw the body lying next to him with half of his neck torn, he couldn't help but lie on the ground and vomit.

"Toot Toot Toot Toot ......" The Charge Horn sounded!

"Comrades! Follow me! ”

Someone shouted not far away, and everyone in the trenches rushed forward as if they had been beaten with blood.

The enemy army has pressed up, and it is time to fight with the white knuckle!

Yang Zhihui was still tugging at the two companions who were retching, and the three who went to the battlefield for the first time were completely confused.

Suddenly, a lighthouse soldier stumbled into the trench and landed in front of the three men.

The four of them raised their heads and looked at each other, and their first reaction was to run away.

But Chen Weidong quickly came back to his senses, raised his gun and turned around and destroyed the fleeing Lighthouse Country soldiers with one shot.

"Run Nima! There are three of us! ”

"You've killed someone!"

"Lao Tzu has been killing people!"

"Get up! It's a white-knuckle battle! ”

Chen Weidong got on the knife, looked at the tragic battle outside the position, swallowed his saliva and kicked Liu Shunbing again: "You can't die if you have a buff, you go first!" ”

"Huh?"

"Hurry up! Don't be cowardly! Grass, two people rushed up! Get on the bayonet, you two! ”

"I, where's my bayonet?"

"Grass! Move! ”

The two Lighthouse soldiers who rushed up also didn't talk about martial virtues, and when they saw them raising their guns, it was a burst of fire, anyway, there was no need to worry about accidental injury if there were no people of their own in the trenches.

Liu Shunbing and the three of them squatted down again.

Fortunately, the two Lighthouse Nation soldiers fired a few shots before being knocked down by the other fighters, and fell into a white-knuckle battle, not continuing to explore the trenches.

"Up! Above! Kill them! ”

Chen Weidong screamed and climbed out of the trench first, and with a bayonet, he stabbed a soldier of the Lighthouse State who was pressing down on the neck of our soldiers.

"Dongzi! Be careful! ”

"Bang!" Yang Zhihui saw a lighthouse country soldier killing Chen Weidong, and he didn't care about any accidental injury, so he fired a shot directly.

As a result, he didn't hit anyone, but Chen Weidong reacted, pulled out his bayonet and fought with him.

Since he stabbed a lighthouse country soldier to death, he seems to have become bolder, and he can't care about anything else at this time, just kill!

Liu Shunbing and Yang Zhihui also hurriedly climbed out of the trench, Liu Shunbing's bayonet had not been found, and he directly picked the butt of the gun.

A sneak attack knocked down the soldiers of the Lighthouse Country who were in a stalemate with Chen Weidong.

Chen Weidong didn't care whether he was dead or not, the bayonet went up and stabbed him, while roaring and screaming to give himself courage.

The tricks taught by the usual training squad leader have long been forgotten.

When fighting bayonets, it's like fighting in a group, where can you care about anything else when your head is hot?

It's not just them, you can see each other rolling around the ground around their necks. At such times, whoever is in the posture of fighting bayonets has a problem with his brain.

"Boom!"

I don't know who pulled the glorious bullet, and then pounced on the two lighthouse country soldiers, and the three of them rolled down the slope for a while, and they exploded directly.

"Come on! Come on! Grass! ”

Chen Weidong also went up, took out a grenade and popped it out, and rushed towards the soldiers of the lighthouse country on the opposite side with a roar, so frightened that the people on the opposite side turned around and ran.

Yang Zhihui and Liu Shunbing hurriedly grabbed him, snatched the grenade in his hand, pulled it open and threw it downhill.

Chen Weidong was still struggling, and the servants fell into the trench with a fuss.

Then Chen Weidong crawled out again, picked up a big knife in the trench and continued to kill.

"Grass!"

Liu Shunbing covered his head and bared his teeth in pain, and knocked it when he fell down just now.

Then, two black shadows pounced on him.

But it was Yang Zhihui who scuffled with another lighthouse country soldier who fell.

Liu Shunbing shook his head, picked up a steel helmet and smashed it on his head.

The soldiers of the Lighthouse Country were stunned, and Yang Zhihui took advantage of the situation to throw him to the ground, rode up and strangled his neck.

Liu Shunbing looked at the steel helmet in his hand, roared angrily to give himself courage, pushed Yang Zhihui away, and smashed it in the face of the enemy when he went up, and smashed it to death!

"Dead! He's dead! Enough is enough! ”

Yang Zhihui fell to the side, calmed down first, looked at the enemy who was already full of flesh and blood, and Liu Shunbing, who was riding on it and was still smashing with a steel helmet, and hurriedly went up to pull him away from the enemy's corpse.

The two of them lay in the trench and gasped for breath, and then, knowing who led the way, they began to cry.

It has nothing to do with winning or losing, I just can't help but want to cry.

It's like some people who haven't fought much fight and can't help crying when they fight.

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