Fang Buwei knelt down on the spot, and at the same time saw that the devil was wearing a saber in his waist.

However, the handle of the sword is made of bronze, and it seems to be a lieutenant.

Just right!

Fang Buwei was overjoyed suddenly.

"Charge ......" Fang Buwei shouted in Japanese in order to imitate the voice of the devil commander.

Guan Dashan was taken aback.

"Listen to the footsteps, hit the ...... with the three-eight big cover," Fang Buwei said in a low voice.

"Good!" Guan Dashan reacted, and his back was against Fang Buwei.

Hearing the command of the "commander" to charge, the more than 20 devils all got up on their stomachs and rushed to the house where they were hiding before.

Just listening to the footsteps, Fang Buwei knew that the devil was charging, and it was also very orderly, not rushing up in a swarm.

"Horn!" Fang Buwei picked up the gun and pulled the trigger at the nearest footsteps.

With a scream, the nearby devils were startled.

Who fired the shot?

Fang Buwei fired another shot, and another devil was shot and fell to the ground.

A gust of wind blew away, blowing away the smoke and dust from the explosives pack.

All the devils saw that the two people whose faces were scented like the bottom of a pot and whose bodies were covered in mud were holding two three-eight big covers, aiming at themselves.

Not their own people, but enemies.

When did you get in?

"Stand up and shoot with confidence!" Fang Buwei roared and fired another shot.

It's a little off the rails and hits a devil in the thigh.

The devil howled miserably, and while kneeling down, he pulled the trigger of the 38 big cover.

With a "whoosh", a bullet grazed Fang Buwei's ear, and Fang Buwei was startled.

"Ah......h

The bullet didn't hit him, but it hit a devil behind him.

"Fool, don't shoot......" one of the devils roared.

Fang Buwei looked at it smoothly and was immediately overjoyed.

Although he was not equipped with a knife, he had a pistol in his waist.

He fired without hesitation.

The devil officer fell in unison.

Guan Dashan also kept shooting.

Five bullets, at most five seconds, the devil rushed up while retreating the bullets.

A devil roared, and rushed towards Fang Buwei with a gun.

Fang Buwei took a lunge, knocked the head of the gun, touched the devil's bayonet, and then sent it forward gently, and the tip of the knife pierced the devil's neck.

As soon as the knife was retracted, a stream of bloody arrows burst out of the devil's neck.

Xingyi fist, the phoenix of the Liuhe gun nodded.

Hearing a soft sound of "snort" behind him, Fang Buwei hooked the corners of his mouth and showed a sneer.

"Turn right!" Fang Buwei snorted lightly, took a step to the right, and by the way, the three bayonets on the right side were all knocked off by him.

Guan Dashan is also a similar action.

The two cooperate very tacitly.

Guan Dashan is Ye Xingzhong's fellow countryman, whether he is also an underground party, Fang Buwei still doesn't know, but he has also practiced Bajiquan.

If his skills are not good, he will not be picked out by Ye Xingzhong to be a guard.

Bajiquan also practiced Liuhe big guns.

"Snort...... Burst...... Turn...... Laugh at...... Burst...... Turn ......"

The sound of stabbing, flat stabbing, and provocative stabbing, mixed with the "snort" and screams of the devil's body spurting blood, sounded so beautiful and beautiful in Fang Bu.

Both of them are more than ten meters eight tall, and their arms are longer, compared to the one meter six devils, Fang Buwei's gun is at least nearly half a meter longer.

He stopped almost two-thirds of the devils.

Both of them are good martial arts players, never make them old, retreat with one touch, and their movements are extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, there were seven or eight devils lying around the two.

Stumbling under his feet, the devils who rushed up from the outer circle were very inconvenient, and it became more and more difficult for Fang to be at ease with Guan Dashan.

The two of them were as if they had been soaked in a pool of blood and fished out, and their bodies were soaked in blood.

The commander of the devil squad lay far behind, staring at the gritted teeth of the Japanese version of Fang Guangrong's battle.

There were two infantrymen standing beside him, each with a gun, aiming at Fang Buwei and Guan Dashan, but they didn't dare to shoot again.

One person fired a shot, but he didn't hit Fang Buwei and Guan Dashan, but he knocked down two of his own people.

"Jade Shattered ......"

Another devil shouted.

At least ten devils roared at the same time and rushed forward with bayonets.

Guan Dashan's eyes turned red in an instant: I'm afraid I have to explain here today......

Before the thought fell, Guan Dashan felt that his waist was empty, and then he heard the sound of gunfire coming from behind him.

Fang Buwei held the gun in his right hand, pointed straight ahead, touched Guan Dashan's waist with his right hand, felt out the fast and slow machine, and then pulled the trigger, followed the recoil of the pistol, and the muzzle swung to the left, sweeping most of the circle.

With the sound of gunfire, half of the ten devils who rushed up fell.

Fang Buwei sneered: Lao Tzu dares to shoot, do you dare?

"Change the magazine ......" Fang Buwei inserted the fast and slow machine into Guan Dashan's waist, and at the same time slid a step to the right.

"Snort" three times, and the remaining three devils covered their necks one by one, but blood still spurted out from between their fingers.

Fang Buwei suddenly remembered a historical photo he had seen in his previous life: the devil's saber swung, a Chinese woman covered her neck with her hands, and blood spurted out from between her hands.

See how I avenged you......

Fang Buwei muttered silently in his heart.

"What about people, what about your people......" Wu Qiujian held the binoculars, looked at Fang Buwei and Guan Dashan, who had been dyed with blood, and roared loudly.

Next to him stood a tall man, also holding a telescope.

Gao Hechang, commander of the 3rd Battalion of the 1006th Regiment of the 174th Division of the Gui Army.

The 174th Division belonged to the 29th Army Corps, which was also reorganized from the Gui Army, the 29th Army was stationed east of Nanxiang, and the 1006th Regiment was next to the 523rd Regiment.

However, the position of the 1006th Regiment was to the north, and the position of the 523rd Regiment was to the east.

And from the beginning of the morning, the positions of the 174th Division were also heavily bombarded by Japanese bombers and infantry artillery, but not by heavy artillery.

After the shelling stopped, division commander Wang Zanbing was surprised to find that not a single devil rushed over in front of his position, but the artillery fire of the 523rd Regiment in the rear of the flank shook the sky.

He immediately guessed that it must have been after the 523rd Regiment beat the devil's Danke and the plane a few days ago, and the devil took revenge today.

174 is just suffering from the pond fish.

Wang Zanbing immediately decided to send troops to support.

But he was also afraid that the devils would attack the west, so he didn't dare to send more, so he only sent two battalions.

By the time Gao Hechang arrived with two battalions, the last line of defense of the 523rd Regiment had been broken through three gaps by the devils.

It couldn't have come at a better time.

Wu Qiujian immediately used one battalion brought by Gao Hechang as a pre-blood team, and divided the other battalion into three to plug the three gaps.

It was Gao Hechang who found that one of the gaps was actually guarded by two soldiers.

Seeing that there were only two people in Fang Buwei and Guan Dashan, but they still launched a counter-charge against the dense devils, Gao Hechang only felt that his blood was surging upward, and his nose was sour in an instant, and tears welled up in his eyes!

Only solve the battlefield and die for the country, why should the horse leather shroud be returned?

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