Han Feng was extremely shocked and furious!

Corpses all over the ground, blood stains on the ground, have become commonplace, bayonet picking, bullet shooting, stick beating, no matter what method you use, it is a kill, those who are killed, most of them are adults, miserable, not so miserable.

However, such a weak mother and son, how can the enemy be so cruel?

Under Han Feng's anger, he completely lost his temper.

He is no longer hidden, no longer scruples, no longer prioritized, but crazy.

He pinned the two guns inside his belt, removed the rifle from his shoulder, quickly loaded the bullet, aimed at the nose of the devil who was picking at the child, and pulled the trigger.

There was a bang, and the devil fell backwards and rolled over, and finally, like a dead pig, did not move.

The child, too, was knocked unconscious, and stopped crying.

Han Feng even hoped that he could be thrown to his death, leave this barren and catastrophic world, and no longer suffer.

Then, Han Feng frantically loaded his bullets and fired at the enemy.

The devil who began to want to pick the child with a bayonet was also shot in the throat by Han Feng, screaming, throwing away his rifle, holding his throat with both hands, jumping wildly, coughing in unbearable suffocation, and spraying a large amount of blood exaggeratedly.

Then, in the third shot, Han Feng hit the villain who grabbed his mother's hair with his hand and deliberately swayed from side to side.

The bullet went through the scoundrel's ear, and the devil's head exploded with a thud.

Hit the three yuan!

Kill three evildoers in a row!

After shooting three enemies, Han Feng woke up a little from his madness, hurriedly lay down, and rolled to the right.

This is a must-move.

The time to fire three shots, again a backward single-shot rifle, took up too much time.

Han Feng was really annoyed, he didn't have a repeating rifle, not a submachine gun, not a machine gun in his hand, otherwise, he would have swept away all these Oriental jackals and ghosts in one go.

His hatred of devils has reached an unprecedented level.

Lying down, it is to hide himself, and if he doesn't lie down, he will definitely be detected by the devil, and he will be finished with random shots.

If the lights go out, can you continue to fight?

He can't move left and right directly to avoid bullets, because, this is not possible!

There are a lot of devils, even if he kills nine more, there are about twenty here, there are many people, any devil notices him, gives him a shot, with the marksmanship of a little devil veteran, it is estimated that he is 100% finished!

Lie down, lower height, roll, move sideways.

He rolled fast, watching the situation while he rolled.

In the blink of an eye, he was ten meters away from the original place.

Ten meters, more than three feet wide, now, he is relatively safe.

For this safety, he was stained with countless bloodstains, and he climbed over several corpses one after another, and his head was knocked on by something hard, and the thief hurt.

Immediately lie on your stomach and raise your gun to aim.

Now, next to the fire, all the devils are lying down and hiding.

In the square, the remnants of the devils also lay down.

Except for the crying and grieving mother, who was struggling to climb and find her beloved son, the rest of the devils did not move.

Only the wounded citizens in the fire were still rolling and wailing.

The atmosphere was eerie.

Impulsiveness is the devil.

Now all the conditions for fighting are lost.

Confronting so many devils, no matter what, it's a dead end!

You don't move? The devils will have reinforcements coming, and the devils here can gradually detect it, and in the end, you can't escape from the ground.

If you move, you will be the attacker, you will be detected by the devil, and if you are discovered, you will be removed! The little devils shoot randomly, and your nine lives can't withstand the bullets of other people's sharpshooters.

Han Feng has no doubts about the shooting skills of the devil soldiers in 1937!

What to do?

After Han Feng was nervous and painful, he soon had a way!

How can a dignified modern scholar, coupled with the ability and knowledge of a soldier king, be trapped?

He scouted the surroundings, listened to the movements of the devils, took out two of the small melon grenades of the devils who had been robbed in his pocket, pulled out the safety pins, bumped into them in pairs, and suddenly threw them at the suspected devils next to the fire.

The distance is more than 30 meters, and the throwing distance of the little melon grenade is not too far, not as good as the grenade, so he can only turn sideways and increase the strength of his arm.

After throwing it out, it rolls over immediately.

Sure enough, in the place where he was hiding just now, he was shot by a few devils Bang!

The bullet hit two corpses, causing the corpses to jump a little, very supernatural, and a few bullets, hitting the green bricks on the ground, shattering the green bricks, and the bullets themselves changed direction and became dangerous ricochets.

Boom! With two loud bangs, the grenade thrown by Han Feng exploded, blowing up the three corpses.

Heavy smoke, choking smoke, blue electric light, and deafening sounds made the place chaotic.

A devil suddenly let out a desperate howl.

This devil is a devil who flew into the sky.

Han Feng originally hoped that the devils here would be frightened by the grenades and quickly escape, so that he would have the initiative.

There are indeed devils who escape!

Three.

Grabbing the rifle, he ran away frantically in three directions.

It's so fast, it's staggering.

Han Feng didn't shoot.

Now, there are at least three devils around him, and farther away, near the fire in the square, there are about ten devils.

What to do?

Han Feng felt that he still underestimated the quality of the little devil.

Now, the only way to dig up is to dig up from the devils around you.

He listened carefully and noticed that there were multiple breathing sounds, at least two dozen of them, within a radius of thirty meters, indicating that there were still a large number of wounded citizens here who were pretending to be dead and alive!

He couldn't tell where the three devils were.

If you can't hear the sound, you can see with your eyes.

Fortunately, there is the brilliance of the fire over there, the location of Han Feng, and it is at the very edge of the fire, of course, it is like watching the fire!

He quickly saw the location of the three devil soldiers.

So, he pulled the two separate spears out of his belt, took a slight aim, and aimed them at that side.

Throw hard!

Sou!

The heavy feel, the sharp blade, and the spear pierced the throat of that little devil with precision!

It's a pity that it's a little off.

Han Feng hurriedly rolled and shifted his position, so that the devil would not perceive his position from the throwing trajectory of the spear, and saw that the devil jumped up from the ground, screamed and turned to run away!

The spear is still on the devil's neck!

Bang, bang, there are devils shooting at Han Feng's original position.

In this way, Han Feng saw the movements of the devil in the tumbling.

It was shot by the little devil next to the fire.

The little devil is quick-eyed.

Han Feng didn't care about that, raised his gun and aimed at the two devils who he had just noticed and were not far from him, poofed a shot, hit the devil's head, and rolled over again.

This time, the devil didn't hear his position clearly, it was probably the sound of gunshots, so the kid was not mentally prepared, and the heart said that in this case, whoever shoots first, who is exposed first, will be in danger.

During the rolling, Han Feng raised his gun and shot again, killing the third devil.

The bullet hit the devil's face and lifted half of the devil's face away!

Maybe the little devil felt abnormal, was really frightened, and suddenly let out a shout, rushed out from the side of the fire, and ran for his life.

Han Feng was overjoyed and immediately chased and shot.

Puff puff!

Four devils were hit by him in the heart, lay on the ground forward, struggled and convulsed for a while, and died.