"Suddenly......." The muzzle of the Thomson submachine gun in Ye Tian's hand spewed flames, spitting wisps of fire snakes, and bullet casings splashed on the ground with a "clanging" sound. In just an instant, with a cloud of blood mist spraying, the five or six devil soldiers who rushed to the forefront were suddenly beaten into a sieve. One after another, corpses fell to the ground, and pools of red blood soon penetrated the ground.

"Ding! Kill a private from the devil, +10 gold, +4 experience! ”

"Ding! Kill a private from the devil, +10 gold, +4 experience! ”......

Whether it was Wang Chujiu, or the team of no less than 100 people behind Wang Chujiu who were looking for cover, entering the combat position, and preparing to shoot back, they were all a little stunned all of a sudden.

Although the Thomson submachine gun has been in production for a long time, and it can even be said that it has been a year, including Wang Chujiu, it is the first time they have seen the Thomson submachine gun, and they can't help but be a little greedy, and they are about to flow out.

For Wang Chujiu and them, the gun in Ye Tian's hand was undoubtedly more fierce than the little devil's crooked machine gun. If each of them could be equipped with such a gun in their hands, how could they be driven into the deep mountains and old forests by the devil like a chicken. Staring at the Thomson submachine gun with a fire snake in Ye Tian's hand, he was so distracted that he was about to forget about the devil.

Compared with Wang Chujiu and the others, Zhou Youwei is extraordinarily calm, her slightly red and swollen eyes are full of coldness, if her eyes can kill, I am afraid that these little devil troops who pounced on her would have already been broken into pieces by Zhou Youwei. Holding the Type 38 rifle in his hand, he didn't care about the bullets that kept flying, pulled the bolt with a little effort, relied on the overturned truck as a cover, and aimed at a devil soldier to pull the trigger.

"Bang!" A scorching bullet burst out from the muzzle of the gun, instantly hitting the head of the ghost soldier next to the devil soldier she was aiming at. A trace of embarrassment flashed on Zhou Youwei's face, but more of it was excitement, she quickly pulled the bolt, and the bullet loaded and pulled the trigger again.

Ye Tian's Thomson submachine gun kept shooting at the devils who rushed up, and after putting down more than ten devils in a row, Ye Tian found that except for Zhou Youwei, his cousin and the others were hiding behind the bunkers around them, and they did not immediately shoot and exchange fire with the devils, but stared at him with burning eyes.

Looking at a group of men staring at him with strange eyes, Ye Tian was really a little cold in his heart, his hair was furious, and goosebumps were about to rise. In addition, the Thomson submachine gun in his hand couldn't stop the devil's charge at all, and he saw that the little devil was about to rush up. Ye Tian couldn't help but shout loudly at Wang Chujiu beside him, "Cousin, are you here to see the excitement?" ”

"Uh....... Comrades, hit me! Hit hard! At this moment, Wang Chujiu had already reacted, his face showed a little embarrassment, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed in his heart, looking at the large army of devils who were already close at hand, and directly vented his anger on the devil's body, and the box gun in his hand was already aimed at the head of the devil Juncao, and he quickly pulled the trigger.

Wang Chujiu's marksmanship is naturally very good, far from being comparable to Zhou Youwei's half-hung marksmanship. The gun in his hand is like having eyes, and each shot will take the life of a devil's dog.

Under the command of Wang Chujiu, the group of people who were still distracted by the Thomson submachine gun in Ye Tian's hand just now still reacted immediately, relying on the surrounding covers, and immediately launched a counterattack against the devils who charged up.

"Bang bang bang .......bang" and "bang bang ........." For a while, the fierce gunfire crackled into a ball. Stray bullets flew everywhere, and a fierce offensive and defensive battle between the two sides started on the avenue.

Although Wang Chujiu and Zhou Youwei brought more than 100 subordinates, the guys in their hands were obviously much worse. But it didn't affect them in the slightest. Stray bullets flew everywhere, and a dense rain of bullets passed by everyone from time to time, and in an instant, there were no significant casualties on both sides.

However, in comparison, like a group of iron Hanhan, the devils who charged from the front were undoubtedly more seriously injured. Even a devil squadron leader died at the hands of Wang Chujiu. The little devil charged forward, and he was able to rush to Ye Tian's approach, but as a result, he was repulsed.

"Eight Tooth Road!" Yamazaki, the captain of the devil's wing, clutched the katana in his hand, and saw that his troops were being beaten back. The already ugly face became even more hideous. After wielding the katana in his hand and slashing down the two retreating devil soldiers in a row, he held the katana that was still dripping blood, and the sharp blade direction pointed to the position of Ye Tian and them in front of him, and once again ordered his soldiers to attack.

For Yamazaki, the captain of the Devil Wing, no matter how many enemies there are today, he vows to wipe out Ye Tian here. It's just a pity that it backfired, seeing that the little devil was like being beaten with chicken blood, and counterattacked again, Ye Tian directly took the remaining incendiary bombs that had been prepared a long time ago. Lai Kai Bao pinched it in his hand and threw it towards the crowd of devil troops one by one.

One by one, incendiary bombs cut through parabolas in mid-air, landing very accurately in the devil's team.

These little devils thought it was a grenade thrown by Ye Tian and was trying to dodge, but the incendiary bombs that fell on the ground did not give these devils any chance, don't look at the light explosions caused by the fierce gunshots, the slight explosions produced by the incendiary explosions have been completely covered. However, in an instant, the incendiary bombs fell in the crowd of devils to form a sea of fire, and the flames kept running around, sticking to the devils, and the little devils who had no time to dodge had already been reduced to a fire man, no less than ten people, and suddenly, the wails and screams were endless.

The devil troops behind watched their companions turn into burning people, with an extremely miserable appearance, and one by one the devil soldiers subconsciously hurriedly retreated, although Wang Chujiu and the others were even more shocked in their hearts, but there was no stagnation in their hands, and they kept pulling the bolt, pulling the trigger, and beckoning in the direction of the devil.

At this time, the devil troops who counterattacked and charged were once again repulsed, and Yamazaki, the commander of the devil wing who was supervising the battle command in the rear, saw this scene, and his face was already iron blue.