Chapter 690: Poor, Really Poor!
"Ahh
Li Feng rushed up with a machete in his hand, and the speed of the whole person on the hillside was very fast, and a devil also stood up staggering with a 38 cover at this time, and it seemed that he was shocked a lot.
But when he saw the Eighth Route Army rushing down, he instantly regained his combat effectiveness, and rushed up with a roar with the bayonet on the 38th big cover, and the murderous aura on his face was very thick.
The little fat man and he faced him head-on, Li Feng rolled on a donkey and escaped the assassination of the devil, and jumped up reflexively to split the devil's head with a knife.
"Ahh
There were a lot of wounded people in the little devils, but none of the surrenderers were seen, and even the wounded lying on the ground were screaming and holding bayonets ready to fight.
Li Feng is never polite to such a devil, and even no matter whether the devil on the ground moves or not, he will cut off the opponent's head with a knife.
stabbed in the other party's body, the other party may not die, but if he can still move if he cuts off his head, Li Feng feels that it must be that he went out and didn't look at the old yellow calendar, this bad luck is down!
The combat effectiveness of the little devils is still very strong, but it's a pity that there are no bullets in their guns, and there are guns in the Eighth Route Army.
So the little devils fell into blood mold, and some soldiers who could not fight bayonets pulled the bolt of their guns and shot at these devils, and many diamonds were aimed at them like grabbing people's heads.
Some devils were very angry, and even Li Feng saw several devils, with grenades tied to their bodies and rushing up, but they were all defused by the witty veterans one by one.
These veterans are veterans of a hundred battles, and their individual combat effectiveness may not be as good as that of devils, but in terms of adaptability on the battlefield, they are really no worse than devils, and even stronger than most devils.
"Okay, the little devil has no bullets, and those who want to practice the Tao will come with me, and those who are not strong in assassination skills will be directly named with bullets!"
At this time, the little fat man was like an underworld, carrying a machete and rushing up, if there was another cigarette in his mouth, the image would be more concrete.
The eagle split the head of the devil who tried to sneak attack Li Feng with a knife, and then kicked it away, Ma Laosan didn't know where to get a spear, to be precise, a halberd, listening to him, this name seems to be called Fang Tian's halberd, implying that he himself has the power of Lu Bu.
Ma Laosan does have the power of Lu Bu, but he tripped over the corpse of the devil and fell, such an image is not very good-looking, and Fang Tian painted the halberd to fly far away, this time it was embarrassing and embarrassing.
Not many people have noticed Ma Laosan's embarrassing image, after all, now the big guys are trying to kill devils, how can they care if he falls or not.
Ma Laosan realized that the people around him didn't seem to notice that he soon a donkey rolled over and grabbed his Fang Tian painting halberd, it was not Li Feng who deliberately scolded him, it was this guy's Fang Tian painting halberd that was disgusting, just like holding a noodle and kept throwing it, you can imagine how funny it is.
The devils were quickly cleaned up, after all, many of their fighters were holding submachine guns with weapons in their hands, and they were a shuttle when they went up, and the devil's guns had no bullets in them, so it was strange that they could carry them.
The last group of people surrounded the prisoners of the devil's officers, and the commanders of the little devils all had samurai swords in their hands, and the big dog thought that the boss was going to kill them, so he picked up his mace and smashed the head of a devil officer, and the fat man shouted angrily on the side:
"What are you doing? These devils are all money, don't kill us yourself, and they can be used as evidence of our annihilation, try to capture them alive. ”
Is it difficult to catch devils alive?
A: Very, very difficult!
But is it difficult for Li Feng to be with the devil?
A: Judging from the current situation, it should be similar to catching chickens!
tied up five devil officers in a row, and the little fat man also took out his katana and took a closer look, and then the whole person's face was not very good, and he walked in front of the devil's Nakasa and punched him in the eye.
The little devil doesn't understand now, if he wants to kill, he will kill him, but he will be beaten if he is alive, what is this called?
The most important thing is the reason why the little fat man beats people, which makes a group of people very helpless.
"I'm a little devil! You didn't even keep your own knife, you see, you see, there is a big gap in the surface of the knife, tell me, why didn't you keep the knife? It's hard for me to take it out and meet people. ”
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Thinking of this, a certain fat man was very angry, and then punched a few devils hard, and the final result was that these devils were likely to become two fat brothers.
The pursuing troops of the Central Army pounced, and by the time they arrived, the battle had already ended, leaving only corpses all over the ground, and the clothes on the devil's body were all stripped clean, not to mention supplies or something.
"Is this group of dirt eight roads so powerful?"
The regiment commander who took the lead in the pursuit did not have any sadness, they were descendant troops, so these materials were dispensable, but the combat effectiveness of the Eighth Route Army could not be ignored.
Being able to wipe out seven or eight hundred devils in such a short period of time, and an ambush has already been set up, in this regard, the commander of the other party is definitely a capable person.
"It must have been Li Feng who did it! They are the ones with the strongest combat power in our vicinity, but we didn't expect him to be so powerful. ”
The head of the Central Army was full of jealousy, he was still very angry before, why the division commander ordered them not to provoke the nearby Eighth Route Army, especially Li Feng's department in Huangshui Town, now it seems that the reason should be very clear.
"Retreat, go back and report the matter to the division commander as it is."
The Central Army left with people, and at the same time, the devil's side did not contact their troops, and suddenly the little devil's Zhengyuan was very nervous, and they had already guessed the outcome of the matter.
But these are not important, the important thing is that Li Feng is very distressed now, because he promised to find a red panda for Er Fat to play with because of the war, so now Er Fat is very unhappy and unwilling to play with Li Feng!
"Brother, what did you do? The second fat person ignores you! ”
Wu Xiaoshan also came back at this time, and asked her to go out to harvest grain with the people a few days ago, thinking that it should be very hard, seeing that there are many scars on his arms, it should be Mai Mangla's.
"I just forgot to find a red panda for it."
replied casually, and then at this time, Song Yi also walked in, holding a list of reports in his hand, and the expression on his face showed that their results this time were okay.
"Boss, this time we wiped out 762 devils and captured 11 devils, five of whom were officers, and there was also a lieutenant!"
"How many seizures are there?"
Song Yi's face was a little embarrassed, because this time they really didn't have much seizure, and the most missing thing was bullets.
"Well, this is just over 400 guns, and then there's a steel helmet or something, and there aren't many bullets."
"Grandma's, the little devil is so poor!" Li Feng complained angrily, who would have thought that he would catch hundreds of guns this time, and he didn't even have much ammunition.