Like an arrow from the string, Mo Tianliu almost stepped on Sha Bangqu's heel and crashed into the city gate building. Taking advantage of the slight ignition of the grenade explosion in the city gate building, Mo Tianliu raised his hand and shot over a Japanese soldier who aimed his gun at Sha Bangqu, and then fired at a Japanese soldier whose face was blackened by the explosion, but he still reached out and grabbed a grenade to pull the fire, and then he opened his voice and shouted: "Block the door!"

With Mo Tianliu's roar, several members of the martial arts team who then crashed into the city gate building kicked several stupid Imperial Alliance soldiers to the side without saying a word, and together they raised the heavy machine gun that fell on the firing position, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at another narrow door in the city gate building.

Like a thirsty horse running to a spring, Gou Da, who had just automatically assumed the task of suppressing firepower, rushed into the city gate building one after another, and rushed behind the heavy machine gun that had just been set up regardless of it. Reaching out and touching the heavy machine gun that had just been erected, Gou Da suddenly shouted in annoyance: "Ruined...... Such a nice guy is blowing up a mess!"

Looking at the heavy machine gun that had just been erected, Mo Tianliu couldn't help but stomp his foot in distress: "This is really ...... The barrel of the gun exploded...... I can't do it! If you move other guys to block the door, you can't let the devils on the city wall rush in!"

At the beginning of the shouting, at the narrow gate on the other side of the city gate building, a Japanese soldier had already rushed into the city gate building with a strange scream with a bayonet mounted on the 38 big cover. Without waiting for the Japanese soldier who crashed into the city gate building to see where the opponent was, several martial artists armed with southern-style pistols had already pulled the trigger on the Japanese soldier in unison.

Perhaps because the power of the southern-style pistol was so poor, although the Japanese soldier who crashed into the city gate tower was shot three times in a row, but after a few consecutive staggers, the Japanese soldier still howled fiercely and leveled the rifle with the bayonet on it, and stabbed at Sha Bang, who was standing in the center of the city gate building with a grenade held high.

Despite his athletic physique, Sabangqu still retains enough flexibility. The arms that were raised high in the air holding the grenade did not droop at all, just a quick dodge, and Sha Bangqu had already let go of the three-eight cover that stabbed at him. Without waiting for the stabbed Japanese soldier to make any movements, Sha Bangqu raised his leg like lightning and kicked the Japanese soldier in the chest.

With the crisp sound of bones shattering, the Japanese soldier who was the first to break into the city gate building was kicked into the air and flew upside down, just in time to knock another Japanese soldier who rushed to the narrow gate to the ground.

Crossing the twenty-shot pistol in his hand, Mo Tianliu did not hesitate to shoot a fan outside the narrow door, and shouted in his mouth: "Stick mallet, good goods, up!"

Seeing that the soldiers of the Imperial Association Army who were intimidated by themselves had been controlled by other martial arts members, Sha Bang hurriedly lowered his slap holding the Jin-made grenade, reached out and felt two Japanese-style grenades from his arms, but he was very distressed and carried one of the Japanese-style grenades back into his arms, and then pulled the other Japanese-style grenade open the safety bolt, and then slammed it on the hard city bricks, and threw the Japanese-style grenade out half-squatting.

The Japanese grenade flew almost in a straight line, and before it hit the ground, it exploded at a height of about two meters above the ground. There were no dead ends of the explosion, and shrapnel was scattered in all directions, and the Japanese soldiers and soldiers of the Imperial Allied Army who were rushing towards the city gate tower were suddenly blown up.

Taking advantage of the stall where the explosion had just sounded, Gou Da, who had not been able to catch the machine gun, rushed out of the narrow gate at the other end of the city gate building in case of a ring. After a few shots of the 20-round pistols of the De-made were heard, Gou Da, who was carrying several 38 covers and Jin-made 38-style rifles on his shoulders and several kraft bullet boxes, quickly retreated back into the city gate building.

Leaning the rifle on his shoulder against the wall, Gou Da shouted in a low voice with some unwillingness: "These two devils are too foolish!" I didn't have a lot of bullets on me......"

He didn't bother to check how many bullets were in the cowhide bullet boxes equipped with those Japanese soldiers brought back in case of ringing, Mo Tianliu quickly overturned a wooden table that was blown up and riddled with holes: "If you can get something, it's not a loss!" Leave a few people to seal the gate over there, take these two devils with them, and the others rush down to the city, and quickly open the city gate! Don't move the mallet - grab all the grenades you can find in the gate tower, and then follow!"

Agreeing to Mo Tianliu's orders one after another, several martial arts team members armed with southern-style pistols immediately rushed to the trembling Imperial Alliance soldiers, and ordered those Imperial Alliance soldiers to pull out their belts and tie up those Imperial Alliance soldiers. The other warriors armed with Mauser pistols also quickly replaced the new magazines, rushed out of the city gate building, and rushed down the stone staircase leading to the city gate.

Rushing to the front in one step, Mo Tianliu rushed down the stone stairs in three steps and two steps, and rushed straight to the garrison house built next to the city gate. Before the person rushed to the front of the house, the twenty-round pistol in his hand had already swept a fan at the wooden door of the garrison's house. After Mo Tian stayed, Gou Da, who followed closely, raised his gun to his shoulder with Wan Yixiang, squinted his eyes and aimed at the door and window of the cantonment house, ready to snipe at the Japanese soldiers who emerged from the cantonment house.

Strange to say, although Mo Tianliu swept a shuttle of bullets towards the cantonment house without hesitation, there was silence in the cantonment house where there should have been more than a dozen Japanese soldiers. Seeing the quiet appearance of the garrison house, Gou Da, who aimed his gun at the door of the garrison house, couldn't help but raise his voice and shouted: "Tianliu, don't be reckless!" Beware of ambushes!"

At the beginning of the shout, Mo Tianliu, who was running fast under his feet, had already rushed to the door of the garrison house, and kicked open the wooden door of the garrison house, which was not thick. Just glanced at the soldier's house, Mo Tianliu suddenly shouted in a daze: "There is no one in the house?"

As soon as the words fell, from behind a low wall more than 20 meters away from the garrison's house, a dense sound of 38 big cover firing suddenly sounded. Several martial arts team members who had just rushed down the stone stairs were caught off guard, and the bullets on their bodies suddenly pierced several holes.

Falling to the ground suddenly, carrying a neat tumbling, Mo Tianliu looked at the low wall that was constantly flashing with muzzle flames, and immediately opened his voice and scolded: "Fuck it...... The devils are all fucking squatting in the pit......"

Quickly turned the muzzle of the gun, but Gou Da and Wan Yi rang while suppressing the Japanese soldiers who were shooting behind the low wall, and shouted loudly: "Drag the wounded back, and the others will hold down the devil......."

"Why did the devil run into the pit to ambush us?"

Rolling again to avoid the bullets that came from the burst, Mo Tianliu shot back, and shouted loudly in response: "The devils have eaten the poisonous mushrooms, and they are estimated to be squatting in the pit, but they are asked to pick up an ambush to fight...... Mallet? Where's the mallet?"

With seven or eight Japanese-style grenades in his arms, Sha Bangqu rushed from the stone stairs towards the city gate, and roared like thunder in a thunderous voice to Mo Tianliu: "Tianliu, I'm here......."

"it! Stand on a high ground and blow up those devils for me! Fry me hard!"

Like those gods who follow their words, with Mo Tianliu's words falling, it was just the blink of an eye, and a thunderous grenade explosion suddenly sounded behind the low wall. Listening to the barely audible popping sound, Mo Tianliu couldn't help but shout loudly: "Mallet, how many grenades did you throw out?"

"Five ......"

"Five?! You loser...... You throw five grenades to blow up a pit? That's a big fart place, a dozen devils are wrapped in it, and a grenade can make them not run......"

“...... You told me to blow up ......."

"Still slapping with me?! Get down and open the gates! The latch is what you can handle......

Seeing that the low wall had been blown down, and the Japanese soldiers hiding behind the low wall were no longer spared, Mo Tianliu rushed forward a few steps, wanting to collect some useful guns and ammunition, but only ran a few steps towards the low wall with gunpowder smoke, Mo Tianliu pinched his nose and fell back, and scolded Mo Tianliu, who had just rushed down the stone stairs: "You mallet...... The pit is blowing you upside down...... It stinks so much that I can't smell it! The good guy can't take anything back and use it......."

His eyes widened very aggrievedly, and Sha Bang exclaimed in a loud voice: "Tianliu, you have to rely on your conscience to say this!" Obviously you told me to blow up ......."

Raising his leg and kicking lightly towards Sha Bangqu, Mo Tianliu pulled out the magazine and looked at the few bullets left, and then listened to the faint sound of the crowd running in the distance, and suddenly raised his head and shouted towards the city gate building: "The people above hurry down, the devil brigade is about to arrive!" Let's evacuate the city after the city is opened...... What are you doing stupidly? Open the gates of the city......."

Dragging the corpse of a Japanese soldier, Wei Zhengguang, who was carrying a basket on his back, walked down the stone stairs silently. Without talking to Mo Tianliu and the others, Wei Zhengguang dragged the corpse of the Japanese soldier to the street in front of the city gate, took out a crockpot only the size of a fist from the back basket, and gently stuffed it under the corpse of the Japanese soldier.

Looking up at Mo Tianliu, who was looking at him, Wei Zhengguang turned his hand and took out a not too big iron jar from the back basket, and said to Mo Tianliu in a low voice: "I'm afraid the devil is coming, you open the city gate and go first, and I will cut off the back for you later!"

Looking back, seeing that Sha Bangqu, who rushed into the cave of the city gate, had already removed the thick latch and pushed open the very heavy city gate, Mo Tianliu quickly shook his head towards Wei Zhengguang: "Let the others go first, I'll stay and break with you!"

Bowing his head noncommittally, Wei Zhengguang silently walked to the city gate hole, reached out and pulled out a sharp short knife from his waist, and cut open one big gap after another for the sandbags of the Japanese army next to the city gate. And Mo Tianliu, who was following closely behind Wei Zhengguang, didn't wait for Wei Zhengguang to speak, he had already quickly lifted the sandbags that had been cut open by the huge gap, shook the sand, and then put the empty sandbags on his arms one by one.

Looking up and seeing that all the martial arts team members had all withdrawn to the city gate hole, Wei Zhengguang smiled at Mo Tianliu: "Pull the devil's rejection horse over to block the road, and then put the sack piece on the devil's rejection horse!"

Frowning, Mo Tianliu dragged the rejection horse set by the devil according to his words, but at the same time, he whispered to Wei Zhengguang: "I'm afraid I can't prevent the devil from rushing hard, right?"

As if he hadn't heard Mo Tianliu speak, Wei Zhengguang just took out a crockpot that was not too big from the back basket again, dug a small pit on the hard dirt road in front of the rejection horse with a short knife, buried the crockpot shallowly, and then gently pulled out a hemp rope from the top of the crockpot and tied it to the rejection horse, then slowly stood up and glanced at the faintly shaking figure at the end of the road: "It's almost inseparable, ignition of fire!"