"You? Shoot, kill him! The platoon commander of the Imperial Association Army immediately pulled out his pistol and shot at Yang Chaoran.

All the traitors, devils, and the Imperial Association also raised their guns and shot together.

Xiao Dunzi, Aunt Liu and more than 200 other villagers shouted loudly: "Comrade Xiao Yang, run, run!" ”

Of course Yang Chaoran was going to run.

Jumping off the wall, and when he arrived in the village, he smiled strangely and hid at the door of the wall.

Didn't run far.

He can directly kill the devils and traitors, but it is too depressing.

In modern society, he is dealing with top foreign soldiers, mercenaries from the old rivers and lakes, and all kinds of modern equipment.

Hiding behind the doorway, he took the pistol out.

Of the two pistols seized from the traitor agents, one was a Wang Ba box and the other was a barge gun!

The barge gun was loaded with bullets and the nose was opened.

The footsteps are chaotic and hurried, and several devils and puppet army traitors have already swarmed in!

Yang Chaoran immediately came out and swept at the enemy with a barge gun!

The closest enemy was a devil soldier, and the shell gun almost poked him in the face!

Twenty bullets made a terrifying sound, sweeping all the devils and traitors who rushed to the gate of the village into tomato sauce, spewing crazy red slurry!

Throw away the shell gun, there are no more bullets.

Yang Chaoran took out another pistol and stood at the gate of the village.

The devils and traitors who entered the gate of the village were all swept away and rolled on the ground, and the devils and traitors who followed closely followed turned around and ran, and the smarter ones fell to the ground and crawled up.

Yang Chaoran shot one by one, killed a devil, two puppet soldiers, and then lay down on the ground, a traitor spy who was about to shoot him with a black gun, kicked it.

The agent's face was full of flowers, and he fainted to the ground and did not move.

"Just kidding, the person who can shoot Lao Tzu's black gun hasn't been born yet!"

Flashing back, he slipped a rifle discarded by the devil under his left armpit and picked up the devil's bullet box.

Yang Chaoran disappeared into the street.

In the street, Yang Chaoran tried the injury of his left arm, and the problem was not small, it is estimated that the bullet penetrated the arm, penetrating the wound, and the muscles and bones were seriously injured.

He quickly climbed onto the roof of a residential house and looked over the ridge of the house to the devil.

The devil's puppet army spies bombarded the gate of the village indiscriminately, throwing more than 20 grenades and grenades, and the machine guns kept strafing at the gate, and other rifles and pistols also kept hitting the gate of the village.

After a while, the devil puppet army appeared on both sides more than fifty meters away from the walled gate.

Sneakily looked around a few times, and they all dared to climb up.

In order to avoid being ambushed, the devil kept throwing grenades.

Yang Chaoran aimed at the eyebrows of a ghost soldier and shot with one hand with his right hand!

Bang, the bullet hit the devil's head, and the devil turned over and fell off the wall.

While the enemy was still in the clouds, Yang Chaoran loaded the bullet with one hand, shot again, and knocked down another devil.

After that, he left the place and shifted the target.

The devils and the puppet army discovered his location, and the bullets were quickly fired at him.

Yang Chaoran was transferring, and a person came out in front: "Stop, Xiao Yang!" ”

It was a wounded bull of the martial arts team.

He limped and pulled Yang Chaoran into the house.

Yang Chaoran shook him off and smashed the rifle in his hand: "The rifle is for you!" ”

Da Niu grabbed the rifle in surprise and hissed and gasped: "Good gun, where did the new Type 38 rifle come from?" ”

Yang Chaoran said: "I snatched it from the little devil!" ”

Da Niu hurriedly held the rifle in his arms: "You go and hide, how can we defeat the enemy with a few wounded?" There are a lot of enemies, right? ”

Yang Chaoran sneered, let the big cow hide, and ran away quickly.

Now, it's bare-handed again.

Wounded left arm, otherwise, snipe with a rifle, that's absolutely easy!

He made a quick move towards the west side of the village.

According to tactical thinking, the enemy will definitely send troops to surround the village, and to the west, maybe there is an enemy, perhaps, the enemy is running.

He was extremely fast, and he got over there.

At a glance, sure enough, two devils with a dozen puppet soldiers and a few traitor spies quickly ran west from both sides, around the walled wall of the village, trying to block the village.

Yang Chaoran hid in a courtyard not far from the west wall.

Soon, there were footsteps, there were shouts, the devil blocked the west gate, and someone tentatively entered the gate of the village: "I'm afraid of a hair, just a small eight roads!" ”

"Which is the little eight roads? It's a martial arts team, not even a guerrilla! ”

"There is only one small eight roads, so many of us, even if we pee, we will drown him, on."

"Yes, he must be in the east, let's go from behind! Shoot him with a black gun! ”

The enemy deliberately spoke loudly, presumably beating a drum in his heart.

Soon, the men were passing through the streets.

Some of the enemies went up to the house.

After waiting for a while, Yang Chaoran began to act.

He was sure to kill all the enemy, but the wound to his left arm was really a burden, and now, he had to act, if the enemy took full control of the situation, occupied the commanding heights of the houses in the village, and surrounded and blockaded them separately, it would be difficult for him to deal with it.

His ears are very good at hearing, just by listening, he can confirm that there are no enemies within thirty meters of the surroundings, and there are a few of them! What is the main situation?

He went out, walked along the courtyard wall, and quietly noticed that on the wall, a devil and several puppet soldiers were standing guard with guns, closely watching.

You can't clash with the enemy head-on, but you can find other enemies.

Here, a spy is on the room.

Yang Chaoran grabbed a tile, there were a lot of tiles on the ground, and it was blown up by the devil with a grenade to conduct fire reconnaissance, so, the tile, I chose a delicate and stylish one.

Whoosh, throw it at that devil from the courtyard!

Whoosh, playing the swirling tiles, right in the temple of the traitor!

The traitor snorted, rolled down from the roof, poofed, fell to the ground, and fell to Yang Chaoran's side.

Yang Chaoran immediately snatched the traitor's pistol, checked the bullet, and pinned it to the belt.

Take off the traitor's hat and put it on yourself.

The traitor was also dragged under the wall and quickly took off his shirt, Yang Chaoran also simulated the age characteristics of the traitor spy in his thirties, humming and chirping: "Ouch, ouch!" ”

Over there, several puppet soldiers and spies cursed: "Stupid, I can't stand in the room!" Foodie! ”

"Kill! Idiot! ”

When the enemy said this, they came this way, some by the courtyard wall, and some by the front door.

Yang Chaoran had already changed the traitor's clothes and dragged the traitor aside.

He fell to the ground and continued to hum.

A puppet soldier slipped over the courtyard wall, "Get up, it doesn't matter, right?" ”

Yang Chaoran pretended to struggle, and the puppet army hurriedly came over to help.

Yang Chaoran smashed his fist on the temple of the puppet army, and the puppet army fainted.

There was a noise in front of the door, and Yang Chaoran hid at the door.

Alone!

Pushing open the door, a traitor came over: "Lao Zhang? Lao Zhang? ”

Yang Chaoran stretched out his leg and tripped him, smashed a punch on his nose, rested the traitor's head on his knees, pressed down hard with his elbow, clicked, and the traitor's neck was broken!