In Wang Yan's field of vision, the morale of these cannon fodder suddenly faded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Meng's annoying morale value fell to the original value in an instant: -999!

Yes, one night back to the pre-liberation period!

Such is the case with an army without faith.

Immediately after, the inevitable scene appeared.

"Run!" I don't know who shouted first.

In the next second, the cannon fodder standing in line on the mountainside of Nantianmen exploded all at once.

Just like a frightened flock of sheep, scrambling to run to the ferry at the foot of the mountain, there are many cannon fodder who don't even run, but roll down directly, which is really rolling.

In order to escape, it is really ugly.

Meng is annoying, Milong and other more than a dozen cannon fodder are no exception.

Milong was even more like a humanoid tank, rampage, directly knocked over the cannon fodder along the road, and escorted Shangguan Jieci and Lei Bao'er to the ferry.

It's a pity that there are only two bamboo rafts at the ferry.

So the scene of scrambling for the bamboo raft inevitably happened.

Relying on the height of the ox and the horse, Milong knocked over all the cannon fodder, sent Shangguan Jieci and Lei Bao'er on a bamboo raft, and pushed Veterinarian Hao up again.

Then the dragon himself climbed onto the bamboo raft, and at that moment, a strong force suddenly came from behind him.

The huge body of the lost dragon immediately flipped off the bamboo raft and plunged into the Nu River with a pop.

The person who dragged the lost dragon off the bamboo raft was Long Wenwen, and Long Wenwen pulled the lost dragon off the bamboo raft, and then opened the nose of the Mauser pistol, and fired two shots in succession, breaking the cable on the river.

Seeing this, the cannon fodder and refugees crowded at the ferry wailed one after another.

Bu Spicy said: "Wang Ba lid drop, do you want to kill everyone?" ”

Snake Ass: "It's going to die, it's going to die." ”

Meng was annoyed: "Can you do some personnel?" ”

Mi Long struggled to sit up from the river, and when he saw that the cable was broken, he also wanted to cry without tears.

While crying, the dragon wailed loudly: "I'll kill you, you calf, I'll kill you......"

Long Wenwen picked up the butt of the Mauser pistol, and smashed it one by one from the cannon fodder such as Meng Fu, Milong, Not Spicy, and Bean Cake, and scolded while smashing: "Go back, go back, go back!" Give me back! ”

"Where's the face? What about your faces? ”

"Are you still soldiers?"

"Are you still a man?"

"Fighting with refugees, women and children for bamboo rafts,"

"Why don't you die? Why not die? ”

"From the northeast to Beiping, from Beiping to Xuzhou, from Xuzhou to Wuhan, from Wuhan to Changsha, and from Changsha to the border of Yunnan, you haven't run enough?"

"Do you want to run from Yunnan to Chongqing?"

"If you run to Chongqing, where else can you run? Well? ”

"Can't you be like a man, fighting with devils?"

"Not convinced? If you are not convinced, you will show what a man should be. ”

"The way you are now, you are a group of miscellaneous people, do you know the miscellaneous ones?"

While scolding, Long Wen turned his little thumb upside down: "You are a bunch of crumbs!" ”

"If you run any further, you will all have to die, and you will all have to be fed by the devil in the angry river!"

"It's a death left and right, why don't you fight with the devil? It's all dead anyway, so why not fight? ”

"I don't want to die, I feel that I am still a man, call me back and drive the devil down the Nantianmen! Push to the end! ”

"Call me back and drive the devil down the Nantianmen, Mom, Mom!" Long Wenwen yelled twice, and rushed back with his Mauser pistol in his hand.

Wang Yan also reversed his thumb and mocked at Meng Fu and the other cannon fodder: "Miscellaneous, a bunch of miscellaneous!" ”

After speaking, Wang Yan also held the Li Enfield rifle with a good bayonet, and followed Long Wenwen to charge.

Bean Cake didn't think much about it, and saw that the regimental seat and the camp base had rushed back, so he rushed back with the ammunition box on his back.

"Bean cake, turtle son's, wait a minute, Lao Tzu, you don't have Lao Tzu's machine gun, you have an egg to go back on a dog day?" He cursed loudly and rushed back.

"Wang Bali's cover, back to Ke!"

If you don't have a spicy nose, you can also rush back.

Mi Long turned his head a little dazedly and looked at Shangguan Jieci on the bamboo raft.

Shangguan Jieci smiled at Mi Long, and then nodded vigorously, the meaning was self-evident.

Even though he had made up his mind, the dragon immediately rushed back with his bare hands, and as he passed a cannon fodder, the splitter snatched his Lee Enfield rifle.

Then came the snake butt, Kangya, and the mourning star......

Then, Krupp also turned his fat ass and killed it back.

Because there was no guy to take advantage of, Krupp took away a pebble weighing dozens of pounds.

In the end, the more than 1,000 cannon fodder crowded by the river all followed back to Nantianmen.

The ferry, which seemed crowded just now, immediately became empty, and there were only a few hundred or ten overseas Chinese refugees left, Lei Bao'er sat on the bamboo raft and looked at Nantianmen stupidly, until Shangguan Jieci reached out and blindfolded him.

……

When he rushed back to the halfway point of the mountain, he happened to collide head-on with the devil who rushed down from the South Heavenly Gate.

Contrary to what Long Wenwen expected, it was not the devil's scout force that rushed down from the Nantian Gate, but the vanguard force with a squadron of strength or so.

But for cannon fodder, it makes no difference.

Because today is either the death of the devils or their death, and only one of the two sides is destined to leave Nantianmen alive.

"Mommy, Mommy!" Long Wen roared, pulling the trigger as he lunged forward, and the Mauser pistol against his right shoulder opened fire continuously.

When even two devils were shot and fell to the ground.

Wang Yan also pulled the trigger continuously, shooting one devil after another on the spot.

He found a small dirt bag and just set up the Bren-type light machine gun, but found that the shooting range was blocked by the cannon fodder in front of him, so he cursed and charged forward.

After rushing for about ten meters, he found a second commanding height.

After the machine gun was erected this time, the firing range was quite good, at least it would not be accidentally injured.

However, one of the magazines was quickly finished, and when I reached for the magazine, I didn't see the bean cake.

"Bean cake? Turtle son's drop, where are you going? "You want to be angry and angry.

didn't call the bean cake, but attracted a devil, and the devil was a stab with a bayonet.

"Dog Day Drip." To get a roll to dodge the devil's spurt, and then pick up the Bren machine gun is a sweep, and the butt of the jujube wood slammed into the devil's ankle.

There was only a click, and the devil's left ankle was smashed alive.

"Uhh......h

He turned over and jumped up again, rounded the Bren machine gun, and smashed it on the devil's front door again and again.

After a dozen strokes, the devil's face door was smashed into a bloody blur, and he didn't scream, only strings of blood bubbles came out of his indistinguishable mouth and nose.