"Mao three hundred, hurry up!" Zhao Dehan and Sanbai have always had a good relationship, seeing Mao Sanbai being chased, he was a little anxious, he was very worried that Mao Sanbai had an accident, the bullet did not have eyes, in case Mao Sanbai did not dodge, it might really be over!

Mao Sanbai vaguely heard someone calling him in the rain, and now he can't care so much, he continues to dodge bullets, not far in front of him is the Sixing Warehouse, which is about to be safe, but Mao Sanbai doesn't dare to think so, because in movies and TV series, what is safe in front of it, there are often accidents.

"Bang!" Yu Zhiqian picked up a 38 cover and shot a Japanese soldier who was pursuing him to death.

immediately stopped the pursuit, fired two shots at Mao Sanbai as if angry, but missed Mao Sanbai, and finally Mao Sanbai rushed into the warehouse covered in mud, and Yu Zhiqian quickly ran down from the third floor.

"Head, Japanese ......"

"Let's not talk about the Japanese, Lao Yan!" The two of them went out and one of them came back, and Yu Zhiqian was worried that something would happen to Lao Yan.

"Head, Lao Yan scattered in front of the position built close to the Japanese, and now he should be back soon, I was exposed just now, and the person the devil is chasing!"

Hearing Mao Sanbai say this, Yu Zhiqian breathed a sigh of relief, but soon exclaimed: "It's not good, you guys, follow me with weapons to save people!" ”

Mao Sanbai was stunned for a moment: "Head, Yan Qi should be fine, don't scare me!" ”

Yu Zhiqian knocked him on the head hard and checked his weapon: "You ran back, but will the Japanese chasing you hit Yan Qi if they retreat, you guy!" ”

As soon as Yu Zhiqian said this, Mao Sanbai immediately reacted and understood the meaning: "It's all my fault, if I hadn't been discovered, there would have been no ......."

"Don't talk about these useless things, Zhao Dehan, you can follow along, let's go!"

"Sir, I'll go too!"

Zhou Lin didn't know when he ran out, looked at Yu Zhiqian, holding a weapon in his hand, and followed by Zhou Lao Er, Yu Zhiqian shook his head: "You guys guard the warehouse, rest assured that we are fine!" ”

After finishing speaking, Yu Zhiqian took the lead in rushing into the rainstorm, Mao 300, Zhao Dehan followed behind Yu Zhiqian, and rushed in without hesitation, compared to completing the task, the lives of his comrades-in-arms were more important.

In the rainstorm, Yan Qi was pushing back quickly, and a team of Japanese behind him was persistently pursuing, Yan Qi used the surrounding cover to constantly dodge.

"Bang!"

Yan Qi had just killed a pursuer behind him, but then a gunshot came from behind him, and a bullet hit the wall in front of him, and before he could react, he felt a sudden pain in his leg, and he almost couldn't help but kneel down directly.

Leaning back, leaning against the broken wall behind him, he looked down at his leg, and was shot in the calf, and the bullet passed through the calf.

"Damn! How can there be Japanese people in the back! After Yan Qi saw the injury on his leg, he shrank his body vigorously, then put away the pistol, then took out the rifle behind his back and checked the magazine: "Little devil, if you have the ability, come here!" ”

Then he poked his upper body out, shooting at the pursuers behind him, the rate of fire of the automatic rifle was beyond the imagination of the devil, although Yan Qi used a single-point mode, but the distance between the devil was only less than twenty meters, and a hazy shadow could be seen, Yan Qi aimed at a figure, and then pulled the class once, and then slightly adjusted the angle of his shooting, and aimed the muzzle at another Japanese soldier.

Bullets kept coming from the wall behind him, and the black man who was chasing Mao Sanbai just now was getting closer and closer to Yan Qi, thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters, and the Japanese had dispersed, ready to capture Yan Qi alive.

Although the torrential rain was like a note, Yan Qi's ears were extremely sensitive now, he heard the movement behind him, took out a grenade, pulled off the insurance, waited for a second, then stretched out his hand, and threw it back casually: "Little devil, I want to capture your grandfather alive, and I am a little tender!" ”

The grenade was thrown six or seven meters away, and because of the weather, it was impossible to roll on the ground, but the Japanese were also blocked by the heavy rain, and they did not see the grenade being dropped in front of them, and still walked forward, one deep and one shallow.

"Boom!"

There was an explosion in the rain, and several Japanese soldiers were caught off guard, directly killed, and fell to the ground, but there were still a few Japanese soldiers who were fine, but their movements became more cautious, holding their guns, and slowly moving forward.

"Left!"

In the rain, Yu Zhiqian and the others heard the sound of gunfire in the distance, their ears pricked up, and they pointed in one direction: "Quick!" ”

The speed of the three people was very fast, but the rainstorm made the whole ground muddy, one deep and one shallow, the road was too difficult to walk, and the speed could not be raised at all, Yu Zhiqian was vaguely anxious in his heart, the grenade had been thrown out, and it looked like it was about to be touched.

After Yan Qi threw the grenade, he took out a magazine from his body, removed the empty magazine, and then reinstalled it, and then rubbed his back against the wall, trying to stand up, took a deep breath, exposed half of his body, and shouted while continuing to shoot: "Come on, little devil come here!" ”

After Yan Qi spit out a mouthful of phlegm, he slammed himself to the other end, and then sat down with his ass, facing the group of people who were chasing Mao Sanbai just now.

"Bang!"

A bullet almost grazed Yan Qi's head and shot into the wall, Yan Qi didn't even blink in his eyes, raised the gun, aimed, shot, and pulled the trigger from the Japanese who was still pulling the bolt.

The Japanese was very close to Yan Qi, about seven or eight meters away, while pulling the bolt, he looked at Yan Qi, when he saw Yan Qi raising his gun and aiming at himself, he yelled and wanted to rush over, Yan Qi's muzzle at this time had already burst out of gunfire, but the Japanese soldier fell into the mud because of his feet, and he fell directly on the ground with a dog gnawing mud.

The bullet grazed the head of the Japanese soldier and flew over, and the Japanese soldier who picked up a life heard the gunshot, he was not hit, and he was happy, and then took the rifle and aimed at Yan Qi, but Yan Qi just moved the muzzle of the gun slightly downwards and continued to pull the trigger: "Bang! ”

A shot hit the head of the Japanese soldier, and the Japanese soldier opened his mouth wide, why can the opponent's rifle fire in bursts, and the opponent's weapon is not a machine gun, why? With this thought in mind, the Japanese soldier closed his eyes.

Yan Qi had just killed the Japanese soldier here, and suddenly a Japanese soldier rushed out of the rain curtain and smashed Yan Qi's head directly with the butt of his gun.

The body leaned to the side uncontrollably, and his eyes were hazy to see that the Japanese soldier who rushed over was smiling and kicking himself, this is the Japanese soldier who received the order, to catch a live mouth.

Yan Qi threw his weapon aside, his hand touched his dagger, and the Japanese soldier screamed and kicked Yan Qi in the chest, and Yan Qi's body fell directly to the ground uncontrollably.

After the soldier saw Yan Qi fall to the ground, there was still blood flowing out of his forehead, thinking that he had been knocked unconscious by himself, he put away the gun, and was about to take the captured Chinese soldier back, but at this time, Yan Qi suddenly burst out, used all his strength, grabbed the thigh of the Japanese soldier, and pulled hard, the Japanese soldier was unstable and was pulled down by Yan Qi.

After successfully dragging the person down, Yan Qi took out the dagger with his left hand and prepared to stab the Japanese soldier, and the Japanese soldier also saw Yan Qi's movements and roared loudly.

Two more Japanese soldiers ran in the rain curtain, and when they saw Yan Qi, they immediately held their guns and aimed at Yan Qi, shouting in Japanese: "Chinese, surrender with weapons!" ”

"Surrender to your sister, I am your ancestor!" Yan Qi also knew a little Japanese, so he scolded back, and the two Japanese soldiers were about to shoot when they saw Yan Qi about to kill the Japanese soldiers on the ground, but there was a gunshot behind them, and one of the two Japanese soldiers had a bloody mouth on his head, and his body slowly fell to the ground.

"Yan Qi, are you okay?"

Yu Zhiqian rushed over at the last moment, and saw that Yan Qi who had fallen to the ground was not dead, and he breathed a sigh of relief, Yan Qi stabbed the Japanese soldier in the abdomen, twisted it hard, and pulled it out again.

Blood spurted out of the Japanese soldier's abdomen and sprayed Yan Qi's face, Yan Qi wiped his face with his hand and shook his head: "Head, it's okay, it's just a mosquito bite!" ”

"Three hundred, Zhao Dehan, the two of you will retreat back with Yan Qi on your back, and I will be behind!"

"Head, I'll come to the back!" Zhao Dehan glanced at Yu Zhiqian.

Yu Zhiqian directly picked up Yan Qi's weapon and the magazine on the ground, this thing can't be taken away by little Japan, in case they take it back and study something, his own sin will be great: "You guys carry it, retreat, don't waste time!" ”

"Yes!"

Mao Sanbai and Zhao Dehan held Yan Qi's arms, dragged them, and retreated towards the location of the Sixing warehouse, with Yu Zhiqian's back to them.

The Japanese did not give up, just walked a few steps, saw a faint figure appear, Yu Zhiqian did not hesitate to pull the trigger, to two figures, but the Japanese on the opposite side not only did not feel afraid, but excitedly shouted: "Chinese in front, chase over, catch alive!" ”

Yu Zhiqian vaguely heard the shouts of the Japanese, and reminded loudly while shooting: "Three hundred, you guys retreat quickly, quickly!" As he spoke, he pulled out two grenades from the corpses of Japanese soldiers on the ground.

After opening the insurance, Yu Zhiqian slammed his helmet hard and threw it forward, the Japanese also saw Yu Zhiqian's traces, held the gun, and shot at Yu Zhiqian's approximate position, but Yu Zhiqian was much more flexible than Mao 300, and the Japanese could only see a vague shadow when they shot and changed their position, and there was no other way.

The number of Japanese pursuing has increased, and there are seven or eight of them seen by Yu Zhiqian's side, and there are black shadows behind him, and Yu Zhiqian's side has just killed two Japanese soldiers, and there are several bullets around him, and the nearest bullet is less than a centimeter high from his helmet.

"Withdraw, hurry!"

Yu Zhiqian shouted while continuing to shoot, but soon the magazine was empty, and Yu Zhiqian didn't have much time to change the magazine now, so he could only pick up the 38 cover in the hand of the corpse on the ground at any time, pull the bolt, and after firing a shot at a Japanese, he turned around and ran back quickly.

It can't be bitten by the Japanese, and once it is bitten by the Japanese, it will be difficult for Yu Zhiqian to get out of here.

"Sir, here we are!" Just when Yu Zhiqian was being pursued by the Japanese, there was a shout from the front, and I saw Zhou Lin rushing out of the Sixing warehouse with a few soldiers, shooting at the Japanese soldiers pursuing in the distance, covering Yu Zhiqian's retreat.

"Didn't I let you come?"

Yu Zhiqian changed the magazine while moving irregularly, re-changed the magazine, pulled the bolt, turned around and fired at the persevering Japanese, six times, and took away four Japanese.

At this time, it was only twenty or thirty meters away from the Sixing warehouse, and the Sixing warehouse could already give Yu Zhiqian and others fire support, and after several windows upstairs opened fire, the pursuing Japanese soldiers were forced to stop attacking and began to slowly retreat.

"Lao Yan, are you okay?"

After entering the warehouse, Mao Sanbai and Zhao Dehan put Yan Qi on the ground and asked loudly, Yan Qi was still quite conscious, revealing his blood-stained teeth: "It's okay, that's it, cough cough, the left leg was bitten by a mosquito!" ”

"I'll see!"

Yu Zhiqian quickly looked over and saw that Yan Qi's left leg had been stained red with blood, and there was mud, which he didn't see clearly just now.

"Bear with me, I'll see!"

Yu Zhiqian took out his lighter and dagger, and first cut Yan Qi's pants, revealing a sturdy calf, only to see that the front of the calf seemed to be blooming, and there was a side in the back, and the bullet ran through Yan Qi's calf.

"The penetrating wound is not very serious, Zhou Lin, go find some water and clean up the wound!"

"Hey!"

Soon Zhou Lin came with a bucket of water, Yu Zhiqian immediately took out the emergency medical kit, took out the cleaning cotton inside, and then carefully cleaned up the area around Yan Qi's wound, and then took out the disinfectant water and looked at Yan Qi: "Fat Qi, it hurts a little, you bear with it!" ”

Yan Qi nodded, Yu Zhiqian began to disinfect the area around his wound with alcohol, how much alcohol hurts on the wound, many people know, and Yan Qi is still a gunshot, some of the alcohol has also seeped into his legs, Yu Zhiqian can feel that Yan Qiqiang endured the pain, and a lot of sweat appeared on the forehead of the whole person, the size of soybeans, this sweat and rain can be clearly distinguished.

After the disinfection was completed, Yu Zhiqian quickly gave Yan Qi a little medicine and then carefully hugged it: "Send it to the fourth floor, rest well, it's no big deal!" ”

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