Boom!

Zhao Yingjie and Dong Tianyuan hid their bodies behind the small mountain bag, and were holding binoculars to observe the situation in the Yang Jiaji devil's stronghold.

Suddenly, two shells flew from the artillery position selected by the bandits behind them towards the Yang Jiaji devil stronghold.

Suddenly, I saw that the shells looked like they had eyes, one went straight to the turret on the periphery of the Yang Jiaji devil's stronghold, and the other shot at the sandbag bunker fortification at the gate of the Yang Jiaji's devil's stronghold. Watching the shells explode, the little devil's turret was blown down a corner, and behind the sandbag bunker in front of the gate of the stronghold, several little devils were blown up into the sky.

"Well fried!"

Zhao Yingjie took the binoculars and saw clearly, among the few little devils who flew out, two of the bodies that were blown up by the cannonballs were shattered, and the appearance of blood and stumps flying everywhere not only did not make Zhao Yingjie feel cruel, but made him feel very relieved. He thought that the little devil who killed a thousand knives deserved to be blown to pieces!

After exhaling with joy, Zhao Yingjie felt that it would be better to blow up all the little devils in the Yang family's stronghold. That way, they won't have to work hard, and they can call it a day and go back to the cottage after the shells are fired.

"Haha, military advisor, take a look, take a look, it's still our Hu brothers. The cannonball looked like it had eyes. Zhao Yingjie couldn't help the ecstasy in his heart, and Dule blossomed.

"Who doesn't say yes." Dong Tianyuan was also happy. Looking at the brothers behind him with smiles on their faces, he couldn't help but say: "Brothers, I'm ready, when Brother Hu finishes firing the shells, it's time for us to play." The little devil of Yang Jiaji dares to plot against our brothers, we vow to avenge this today! ”

"The military advisor is right. Brothers, what should we do if our brothers are bullied by little devils?! Zhao Yingjie also roared.

"Revenge!"

"Fuck it back!"

Zhao Yingjie laughed and said, "That's right, it's not a good man to have revenge!" After a while, let's fuck to death and avenge the brothers who died in the hands of the little devils of the Yang family! Before he finished speaking, he saw two more shells flying towards the Yang Jiaji devil's stronghold behind him.

Zhao Yingjie hurriedly took the telescope and looked over again, and when he saw the two shells falling, a few little devils were blown up. It made him laugh out loud, and he shouted that it was fucking fried!

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"Baga, return fire, hurry up, let the artillery return fire!"

Inside the Yang family base.

Nakataka Mao Goro naturally also saw the scene of his Yang family's stronghold being bombarded by the enemy. This little devil was a little frightened when he saw it, he thought that he had seen a lot of artillery, but it was the first time he had seen such accurate artillery. He only felt that the enemy's shells looked like they had eyes.

Watching the two bungalows in the stronghold being bombed into ruins, watching the turret outside the stronghold collapsed a corner, watching the devil soldiers in the fortifications at the main gate of the stronghold being blown away several times, and many of them were injured, watching the enemy's shells fly into the stronghold again, and a few of the two devils who couldn't avoid it were blown up to see Lord Yama.

Mao Goro Nakataka gasped, and his back couldn't help but feel cold. He shouted out the order to return fire, and the little devil next to him said, "Hi." "So he rushed out to deliver the order. But he didn't think about it, the little devil just rushed out of the house of Nakataka Mao Goro, but he heard a sound from the sky and dwelling, and Nakataka Mao Goro was shocked, and cold sweat came out. As an experienced veteran, he had fought many battles, and just by listening to the sound of the cannonball flying, he already knew where the cannonball was going to land.

The little devil who rushed out obviously knew it, and he wanted to run in a panic, but he listened-

Rumble!

Nakataka Mao Goro watched the little devil try to dodge the flying cannonball, but as a result, he still couldn't escape the fate of being harvested. The shell exploded less than a meter beside him. The little devil was blown to pieces by the powerful force of the cannonball and flew out.

The little devil slammed himself to the ground, dodging the shrapnel that flew towards him, but although he was not hit by the shrapnel, the little devil's broken hand flew towards him and smashed it his face. Smashed the blood in his face. The little devil shook his head, shook off the minced meat on his head, and spit out in his mouth. The mouth is full of the smell of blood.

"Baga Crush, damn enemy, I'll fight with you!" Nakataka Gergoro was furious, and rushed quickly towards the stronghold, where his artillery was. This little devil has red eyes, and vows to let the arrogant enemy taste the power of their shells!

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"Okay, fucking good blowup!"

Wang Youming shouted loudly, so excited that his little face was a lot rosy. Just now Zhao Yingjie asked him to bring someone to follow the bandits here, and he was still a little unhappy.

He originally thought that he and Zhao Yingjie rushed to the front to fight the little devil, because he felt that it was the most painful and relieving. But after watching the bandits fire a few shells, he didn't think so, at this time, he only felt that fighting little devils here was the most fucking pleasure! It's even happier than going forward to cut the little devil with a ghost head knife in your own hand!

"Put!"

The bandit shouted, pulling the arquebus in his hand. In front of the mortar next to it, a brother had also thrown a shell into the barrel. Then I saw two shells flying towards the Yang Jiaji devil's stronghold almost simultaneously.

Wang Youming couldn't wait to take the binoculars and look at it again, and after a while, there was another wild shout in his mouth: "Haha, it's a good explosion!" Well fried! ”

The corners of the bandit's mouth lifted and he smiled. I didn't bother with him. After all, if people are happy, then make him happy, in this era of fucking, happiness is hard to get. When people are rarely happy, Hu Bandit can't bear to interrupt him, and he can't make people turn happiness into unhappiness!

Commanding the brother next to him to continue to reload the shell......

"Oh no, old Hu, fucking little devil cannonballs!"

The brother had just loaded the shell into the chamber of the Type 92 infantry gun, but at this moment, Wang Youming heard the cannonball from the Yang family's devil stronghold in the sky, tearing the air towards them, and suddenly his face changed greatly, and he shouted in panic: "Lie down!" ”

The brothers quickly fell to the ground.

Then there was a bang, and the shell exploded nearly twenty meters away from them. Its lethality did not reach the bandits at all.

It was Wang Youming who threw a mouthful of dirt, got up from the ground, and vomited non-stop.

"Old Hu, you knew that the shells couldn't fly to us, did you?" The scale of the battles that Wang Youming has fought is generally not large, so the little devils do not have many opportunities to use cannons in front of them. He didn't have the ability to listen to voices and distinguish positions. He was also in a hurry just now, so he reacted like this. But when he came with him at this time, he saw the bandit looking at him with a funny face, but just now the bandit didn't even squat. Wang Youming thought that Hu Bandit was intent on seeing his jokes, so he couldn't help but scold: "You kid is not a person, you are bad." Don't give a damn reminder! ”

The bandit gave him a blank look and said, "With the speed of your vicious dog pounced, is it too late for me to shout?" Shouting or not shouting, aren't you already lying down! ”

"You ......" Wang Youming was so angry that his face turned green.

The bandit didn't care about him, and said to the brothers: "Come on, come on, fuck it!" ”

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