Ma Laosan didn't pay attention when they cleaned up the devil just now, and after twisting the neck of a devil, the little devil fainted, but he didn't die immediately, even if he was stabbed in the back of the heart, he still held his body and was ready to shoot.

Fortunately, Li Feng discovered this scene, otherwise the big bald head is estimated to become a dead bald head, after all, the little devil's gun is aimed at him, and Li Feng thinks that the little devil's gun is likely to be skewered, and the big bald head in front of him will also be pierced.

"Boss, this devil's neck has been broken, and our heart has been pierced by us, just now he forced his body and pretended to be dead and quietly crawled to the side of the gun to shoot a warning."

Ma Laosan felt particularly guilty, he was in charge of cleaning up the devil next to the cliff just now, if the devil really shot, the boss and the big bald head would be really dangerous, and this operation might immediately declare a failure.

"Go back and write a review, the position will be reduced by half a level, and the rest of the things you go to the old lady to understand, let her look at the confinement or something, and now you should focus on the task at hand."

The little fat man doesn't have too much blame, it's not strange that anything happens on the battlefield, it is very likely that a stone fell on the hand of a dead person, and that person's hand happened to be on the trigger, and it happened to shoot someone Li Feng has heard of it.

Not to mention the current one!

Seeing Ma Laosan so guilty, the bald head smiled very generously:

"Wenda, you don't have to feel too guilty, the poor monk is now on the battlefield, even if he dies, he is loyal to this country, that can only show that I am unlucky, no one is to blame."

The old god stick surprisingly didn't talk back to the big bald head for the first time, after all, this time it was his apprentice who made a mistake, he didn't say too much, and the bald head didn't come up, it was a good beating.

The old nun seemed to be very calm, or there was nothing else that could make her face appear with other expressions, even though her bald head had almost been beaten to death by the devil just now.

"We're leaving!"

Although the old nun said this, her pace did not move, because everyone knew that it was better to listen to Li Feng's command in the army.

The little fat man also quietly touched the front at this time, looking at the barbed wire fence in the devil prisoner of war camp in front of him, Li Feng gestured to the eagle and asked him to go over and take a look first.

The eagle's movements were very fast, and after a while, he climbed to the vicinity of the barbed wire, cut the barbed wire after dividing it by two, and ran back in less than ten minutes, squatting next to Li Feng and answering in a whisper:

"Boss, there's nothing out of the ordinary, it seems that the big army of devils has really been attracted to the front by us, and I didn't see a few devils in the back of this prisoner of war camp."

"Okay, everyone get ready, and get as quiet as possible to the prisoner of war camp of the devils!"

Hearing Li Feng say this, several soldiers in charge of pathfinding took out their bags and took out the guys' things, all the same vises, which can be used to cut the devil's barbed wire.

Seeing a few soldiers lying on the ground and cutting the barbed wire one by one, Li Feng led people to quietly touch it, and quickly got into the devil's sphere of influence.

What surprised Li Feng was that the old devil really didn't set up much defense behind him, and the only remaining people were all solved by the old nun and Ma Laosan, the old.

The little fat man held the submachine gun in both hands, and when he passed by the corpse of the devil next to him, he didn't even look at him, mainly because Ma Laosan's toxin was a bit strange, he was afraid that he would be disgusted after seeing the corpse of the devil, after all, he still had to eat after the battle, it was not good to be too disgusting.

No matter how powerful a group of people are, they were finally discovered when they approached the devil's prisoner of war camp, but unfortunately these devils were too slow, Li Feng and the others opened everyone's cells, whether it was the people of the Northwest Army or the Central Army, or some laborers who were captured by the devils, they were all released.

Da-da-da-da!

"Quick, catch them, don't let them escape."

The captain of the devil's squad held the Wang Ba box in his hand, and led some devils and Li Feng to do it, thinking that they must not let these people in the prisoner of war camp escape, you must know that they have a very big role in the next battle of attacking Zhongtiao Mountain, especially some of the soldiers of the Northwest Army.

Using these soldiers of the Northwest Army to attack Zhongtiao Mountain will definitely have an unexpected effect.

It's a pity that these devils underestimate Li Feng and them too much, and when they got closer, a row of submachine guns suddenly appeared in front of them, less than 50 meters away, and half of the devils were put down by a burst of strafing.

The big dog is a fool, and when he threw the grenade, he forgot to pull out the bolt, and then the result was very embarrassing, and he directly stoned the devil's squad leader to death.

Li Feng asked the little devil in his heart and mourned in silence, then searched for it, and threw out two thunders with his bow left and right.

Boom~

There were a few screams from inside the devil's pile, and it looked like it should have been blown up.

And the devils at the main gate of the prisoner of war camp, after feeling that there was a battle inside, also felt deceived, and just wanted to bring in and rush inside, but suddenly found that the Chinese army in front of them pounced and bit them deadly.

"Squadron leader, there was a riot in the prisoner of war camp, it seems that someone sneaked in, all the prisoners and laborers were released, and now a small team of people is struggling to hold on, asking for support......"

After saying this, the herald devil fell, and no one knows whether he is dead or not.

When the devil's squadron leader heard about this situation, he almost vomited blood, thinking that this was a fat mess, and if he did a good job, he might have merit, and wouldn't it be nice to become a squadron leader when the time came.

But now that the situation has suddenly changed, don't say anything about the squadron leader, he is estimated to become a squadron leader with little head......

"Baga, order the troops to move back slowly, and you must not let these prisoners behind you escape out."

"Hey!"

The little devil ordered to go down, and the second squadron of the Eighth Route Army was not idle, as soon as he saw that the devil was slowly retreating, the second squadron leader immediately guessed the devil's intentions, and shouted at the surrounding brothers.

"Brothers, the boss just said that the steel helmet on the head of the little devil in front of you is all ours, don't you want a steel helmet, don't you want a submachine gun?

If this battle is fought, not to mention submachine guns and steel helmets, the fucking boss also said that he would reward us with some liquor to drink, and even newly produced beef, so if you want to eat it, you can follow me. ”

The steel helmet on the head of the second squadron leader became unusually mottled, and several rounds of shelmel had just grazed his steel helmet, and it seemed that he had experienced a lot of danger.

A group of soldiers heard that there are such wars, and the steel helmets that grabbed the devil are all their own, so it's worth it, if you don't pay the public in the war, the diamonds will be loosened for you!

A group of soldiers rushed forward like chicken blood, biting the devil to death, this time the devil's face was pale, because they were now in a dilemma, if they only looked at the front, then something must have happened in the back, if they only looked at the back, they would now estimate that they would let the group of Chinese soldiers in front of them eat.

The devil could never have imagined that this small force in the prisoner of war camp would have such combat effectiveness, all of them were fully automatic firearms, and even brought small mortars and grenades, so that they could not advance half a step.

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