It's a mess.

One by one, the grenades bombarded the little devils and the second devils below, and the bullets on the hillsides on both sides rained down, and there were bandits who were constantly harvesting the heads of the little devils and the second devils below.

The little devils and the second devils on the road in the middle of the valley below were completely chaotic, they only felt that it was not safe to go anywhere, and they would be hit by enemy bullets wherever they went, and they would take their lives.

The two devils ran hard, trying to escape for their lives; The little devils also ran hard, trying to find a safe place to return fire on the enemies in the valleys on both sides.

And some of them have already fought back bravely, but it doesn't have much effect after all.

From the moment they first began to be attacked, they had already lost the initiative on the battlefield, and coupled with the geographical disadvantage, they were controlled everywhere at this time, and they were always passively beaten.

No matter how strong the little devil's combat power is, he can't go back to the sky! Even, the little devils and the second devils have no chance to even leave.

On the contrary, the brothers of Black Tiger Mountain were red-eyed one by one, and the more they beat this blood, the more boiling they became.

"Hahahaha, fucking little devil, let's eat Lao Tzu!" One of the brothers shouted loudly, so that he was so red and his neck was thick. He shouted, and the grenade in his hand snapped into his sight, and several little devils hiding behind a boulder smashed into him.

"Wild Wolf Valley, fighting in the East, beating his mother with a cannon in his hand, Lao Tzu is a hero, and he will not return if he does not destroy the Japanese Kou! Ah......h

"Little devil, where to run!" There was also a brother who had a 38 big cover in his hand and a little devil who wanted to transfer, and he snapped a shot, and suddenly saw that in his sight, the little devil's body fell to the ground.

At the same time, he heard a loud sound, and a bullet from the little devil below shot at him and hit him in the shoulder, but the brother gritted his teeth and shouted: "Happy, really fucking happy!" Shouting, he endured the pain, pulled the bolt of the gun, and then took aim again, shooting at a little devil in his sight.

"Brothers, hit Lao Tzu hard." Zhao Yingjie took the lead, and the box cannon in his hand was even more crackling, he looked arrogant, laughed, and was extremely excited, "The little devil can't fucking bear it, don't let Lao Tzu let one go, it's all fucking sudden!" ”

With Zhao Yingjie's shout, morale rose again in vain.

The brothers on the hillsides on both sides fought harder.

Kill!

Kill, kill, kill!

Ahh

The bandits saw the morale of the brothers on the slopes on both sides of the hill and smiled, but they did not stop sniping at those little devils and two devils.

Don't extinguish the little devil, the gun doesn't stop, the gun can't stop!

He kept shooting, shooting, and he didn't remember how many he had killed, and when he pulled the trigger and shot the bullet again, he saw that there were no living little devils and second devils in his sight.

The bandits stopped, but they didn't get up. Instead, he took out a thermal imaging night vision telescope. After looking carefully for a while, I found that there was no living little devil at all.

At this time, the cheers of the brothers were already heard on the slopes on both sides......

"Oh, we're a fucking victory, a victory!"

"Hahahaha, the little devils have all been killed."

"Brothers, it's all fucking like, clean up the battlefield for Lao Tzu, see that there are live dog offal, don't keep any of them, let Lao Tzu dominate them!"

Then the brothers rushed up the road in the middle of the valley.

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Inside the Laiyang base.

Masao Watanabe, the head of the base, was pacing around the office.

The little devil was a little uneasy, and he looked at the watch in his hand anxiously, and found that more than two hours had passed since the enemy's sharpshooter shot Fu Yonggui outside the stronghold, knocked off the flagpole, and killed two devil soldiers in a row. However, no news came back that Ichiro Nakamura had led his team to destroy the enemy.

It's hard for this little devil not to be in a hurry.

"Yaga, what's going on? Didn't Ichiro Nakamura catch up with the enemy? No, if you don't catch up with the enemy, you should come back! So what's the situation? Could it be that they have chased the enemy for a long distance? It shouldn't be. Could it be that they were killed by the enemy......"

Thinking of this, Masao Watanabe couldn't help but laugh, "How is it possible, how is it possible!" Muttering, he thought that Ichiro Nakamura had almost killed the enemy.

Thinking so, the guy called the guard outside the door. Let the guard ask if there is any news from Ichiro Nakamura. If you don't come back, let someone go and see what the situation is.

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But what Watanabe didn't expect was that what he thought was impossible had indeed happened.

The bandits saw that the brothers had gone to clean up the battlefield.

He watched carefully for a while, and after making sure it was safe, he got up and headed for another sniper spot.

The brothers below are cleaning the battlefield, as a sniper, the bandit feels that his role is not in cleaning the battlefield, because he has more important things to do, that is, to be on guard, in case reinforcements from little devils arrive.

Although this is not very likely.

However, prevention is better than prevention, which is the quality that a soldier should have.

"Brother Hu, where are we going?" Zhao Hu said, but his eyes were staring down.

The bandit could see that he wanted to go down with his brothers to share the joy, to pick up the spoils, to pick up the glory he deserved.

"You want to go down?" Hu Bandit asked as he walked.

"Well, Brother Hu, won't we go down?" Zhao Hu asked rhetorically, but his eyes were staring straight down.

"You can go down if you want." Hu Bandit laughed.

When Zhao Hu heard this, he immediately smiled: "Then Brother Hu, I'll go down first." "This thing is about to leave.

"Go ahead, but if you go, don't tell me about learning marksmanship in the future." Hu Bandit smiled.

"Huh?" Zhao Hu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly retreated, "Don't, don't." Brother Hu, can't I go if I don't go! ”

Yes, it is very refreshing to go down to clean up the battlefield, but Zhao Hu thinks that the most painful thing is to learn the marksmanship of the bandits, as long as you can learn the marksmanship of the bandits, when the time comes, it will be the most enjoyable thing to kill the devil's buttocks!

In this way, which is more important than cleaning the battlefield and learning the marksmanship of the bandits? Zhao Hu immediately chose to keep up with the bandits. After all, cleaning the battlefield or something, after learning marksmanship, is just a floating cloud!

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