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Wang Xiaoxiang, Tuesday Wa, Zhong Jiagen, and the three of them slandered almost at the same time: "Zhao Fugui has not fought for a few years in this dog day, but he has become an old fox, and he can actually see from the flies that the little devil is cheating to death." ”

The three of them glanced at each other, then at Zhao Fugui, and then, with their index fingers on the trigger, continued to stare at the corpse of the little devil on the side of the big stone by the well.

"Just now, when Zhong Jiagen was walking towards this little devil, I happened to look up and saw all the flies on the dog's face buzzing and flying, I knew that this dog's day was not dead, he was crawling with flies on his face, and his skin itched so much that he couldn't stand it, he lifted his eyelids and pulled his facial muscles, so the flies flew up all at once."

Zhong Jiagen and the three of them glanced at the other corpses with crooked eyes, and sure enough, the wounds and bloody spots of those corpses were densely covered with green-headed flies, which was very disgusting.

Zhao Fugui raised his foot and kicked the corpse on the side, and with a "buzz", all the green-headed flies flew up at the same time.

"Smack!"

The gun in Zhao Fugui's hand rang out.

"Yaga ......"

At the same time, there was a scream accompanied by the gunshot, and the little devil suddenly opened his vicious eyes, opened his big mouth and cursed and howled, his eyes were full of hatred and resentment, staring at Zhao Fugui deadly.

The little devil's left shoulder was hit by a bullet at close range, his bone-bone was completely shattered, and the plasma instantly spurted on the big stone, he howled and wanted to twist his shoulder, but there was nothing he could do, and a forty-eight petal rolled out of his left palm, "zing" and emitting blue-white smoke.

"Run!"

Zhao Fugui shouted and ran backwards slowly.

Zhong Jiagen, Tuesday Wa, and Wang Xiaoxiang also retreated backwards with guns in their arms.

Faced with the forty-eight petals rolling out of the hands of the devil, they were not in a hurry.

It took seven or eight seconds for the forty-eight petals to explode from the time they turned on the fuse to the time they exploded, and Zhao Fugui and the four of them had retreated about ten meters away from the little devil after they found out that the little devil had died. Eight seconds, at least enough for them to run another twenty meters, out of the range of the grenade's lethality, they just want to see with their own eyes how the little devil was killed by their own grenade.

Hearing the sound of gunshots, "Baga" scolding, and screams, the Chinese soldiers looked over to Zhao Fugui and the four, but saw that Zhao Fugui and the four had already stopped, carrying guns, and began to take out cigarettes, as if they were waiting to see some joke.

Zhao Fugui's faces were full of ridicule, looking at the little devil.

The mood of the little devil cannot be described.

"Boom!"

Forty-eight petals exploded, instantly carrying a cloud of blood and flesh, rushing into the sky and then falling in all directions, those intestines that were blown up, broken bones, clothes broken into butterflies, and broken limbs were intertwined into a bloody rain in the air.

Hearing the sound of forty-eight explosions, all the Chinese soldiers, almost at the same time, reflexively fell to the ground, holding their heads with their hands around them.

Zhao Fugui shouted at the soldiers on the ground: "It's okay, it's okay, there's a little devil who cheated to death, and he was sent by his own grenade to be loyal to their bullshit emperor." ”

Hearing Zhao Fugui shouting, the Chinese soldiers got up scolding, and they all scolded Zhao Fugui for not yelling in advance.

At this moment, several soldiers who were shouting around the gate suddenly shouted: "Don't move, don't move, don't move, little devil, raise your hands, raise your hands......"

Yan Zhi got up when he heard this, and looked at the building where the people were being held, the cigarette he was holding had just been half smoked.

The two doors holding the people were slowly opened, and a young woman with a two- or three-year-old child in her arms walked out tremblingly, and behind her, there was a big lid with a bayonet shining brightly, and there were blood stains on the tip of the knife.

The young woman had a better countenance, she trembled, her hands were dead to protect the child in her arms, her eyes were full of fear, and when she suddenly saw the Chinese soldier at the door, she cried out with a "wow".

"Help! Save my child! ”

"Put down the gun, put down the gun, the little devil on the dog day, put down the gun......" All the Chinese soldiers shrugged their shoulders and flat-ended their guns, pulled the bolt of their guns, and shouted without stopping.

"You little devil."

Seeing the woman who was holding the child with a gun threatening, Zhong Jiagen gritted his teeth and stabbed the bayonet into the corpse of a devil and twisted it a few times......

In the face of dozens of Chinese soldiers with guns, the devil who walked behind the woman with the child in his arms with a bayonet smiled fiercely, and also pulled the bolt of the gun in an uproar, and then raised the bayonet and stabbed it gently, and the bayonet stabbed the woman in the back.

"Wow!"

The child in the woman's arms clearly felt the great pain from the mother, and cried loudly.

"Dog Day Put Down Your Gun Down Your Gun ......"

One by one, the Chinese soldiers were stunned, gritting their teeth and scolding.

Blood, flowing from the woman's back, on the bayonet, dripped to the ground. She gritted her teeth and stopped talking, she knew that if she didn't obey, the devil's bayonet would stab forward, and the child would die.

"Devil ...... of the dog day"

So the eyes of the Chinese soldiers are dripping blood.

Immediately afterward, three more devils with bayonets drove a dozen women with children in their arms and seven or eight children of about ten years old, including several pregnant women, who slowly walked out of the house.

The Chinese soldiers scattered and surrounded each other, each with their guns flat and their fingers on the trigger, but they could only move left and right with the hostages threatened by the devils with guns, and did not dare to shoot.

The soldiers were full of anger on their faces, cursing loudly for the little devils, but they were helpless.

Yan Zhi said in a low voice: "Fang You, you are not allowed to shoot when you go down, you have to find a way to divert the attention of the devil." He ordered all the brethren not to shoot, but to put all their guns on the ground, and to retreat ten steps backwards, not to hinder the devils from leaving. Those who violate military orders will be shot immediately. ”

Fang You was stunned for a moment and then instantly became anxious: "Sir......"

"Execute Command"

"Yes. Sir! ”

Fang You ran downstairs and shouted loudly from afar: "The chief ordered, everyone, don't shoot, put the gun on the ground, take ten steps back, and let the devils go." ”

"What?"

All the soldiers didn't understand why the commander asked them to put down their guns and take ten steps back to let the devils go, biting their lips and glaring at Fang You.

"Everyone puts down the gun and retreats ten steps back, put down the gun and let the devils go, and those who violate the military order will be executed!"

Fang You yelled and picked up his rifle, pulled the bolt, and ordered all the soldiers, "The commander's order, whoever dares to resist, I will shoot and execute." ”

All the Chinese soldiers opened their eyes in anger, and one by one they put down their guns with hideous faces and gritted their teeth, and retreated ten steps back.

The commander's orders must be carried out on the battlefield.

When the little devils saw that all the Chinese soldiers had put their guns on the ground, they smiled and raised their guns, and drove more than 20 women and children to the north of the stockade. From there, the troops retreated, and they already knew that they could successfully get out of the village and into the Dragonscale Mountains at the moment.