The Italian officer took the chicken with a smile on his face, gave Yu Yang a thumbs up, and said something that Yu Yang didn't understand, probably thanking Yu Yang for his generosity.

Yu Yang smiled and nodded, if he could curse people, these Italians would have died a dozen times, or dozens of times.

Yu Yang didn't talk nonsense, picked up the steel helmet and prepared to eat the two chicken legs in his steel helmet, so as not to be remembered by these Italians like hungry wolves, as soon as the chicken legs were put to his mouth, there was a fierce gunfire outside the building, and the explosion and Yu Yang's incomprehensible voice was screaming loudly.

Yu Yang couldn't understand what these people were shouting, but when the Italians who were about to eat chicken heard it, they immediately put down the chicken and rushed out with their weapons.

One of the Italians also wanted to take away the MG42 machine gun that Yu Yang had just captured, and when Yu Yang saw it, he immediately walked over, snatched the machine gun, hung the bullet on his body, and signaled that the weapon was for his own use.

The Italian reluctantly let go of his hands holding the machine gun, picked up an MP40 and two magazines and carried them behind his back, and left the room.

Seeing this, Mu Yuyang couldn't help but want to scold these Italians, they were too greedy, they were just about to eat their own chickens, and they were still thinking about their own weapons, so would they want their own chrysanthemums?

Yu Yang scolded these Italians dozens of times in his heart, and walked out of the house while holding a machine gun.

The gunshots came from the street entrance, Yu Yang walked to the window in front of the staircase and looked in the direction of the street entrance, one of the Italians' tanks was blown up and was burning.

There were fierce gunshots in several houses at the corner of the street, and Yu Yang vaguely saw a group of old hairy people standing at the window, pouring ammunition frantically at the Italians, and the Italians were constantly pouring blood in pools.

There are also more than a dozen old hairy people at the corner of the street, and they are advancing little by little with the help of various covers.

A company, one or two hundred Italians, and a tank were defeated by these dozen old hairy men

Many Italians have begun to turn around and run, they are all prophets, maybe they predicted that the dozen or so old Maozi on the opposite side were just the vanguard of the Soviets, and they were surrounded by a division of Soviets, so they decided to slip away first.

After seeing this scene, Yu Yang took off the bullet chain, put it into the chamber of the gun, loaded the bullet, and pretended to aim at the Soviets not far away.

The six Italians next to Yu Yang performed well, did not escape, but occupied the position of the three windows, and began to shoot to suppress the fire of the Soviets, but Yu Yang's marksmanship was really a little too bad, Yu Yang only heard the gunshot, and could not see the Soviets fall to the ground.

Seeing that these Italians didn't notice themselves, Yu Yang knew that his opportunity had come, these damn Italians actually dared to snatch their own chickens to eat, Yu Yang was weak and could bear it before, but now he doesn't have to endure it, the hatred of snatching chickens is not a common thing!

Yu Yang turned the muzzle of the gun, pointed at the six people in front of him, pulled the trigger, and the MG42's unique ripping machine sounded, and the machine gun bullet easily shot through these Italians.

The six Italians never imagined that the "friendly army" who was still eating chicken with them just now would actually shoot at them, and they all fell in a pool of blood in two seconds.

After eliminating the six Italians, Yu Yang put the machine gun at the window and pulled the trigger on the Italian on the street in front of him.

Nearly 300 bullets were fired within a minute or two, and these Italians, who only paid attention to the front of them, did not expect that there would be enemy troops behind them, and for a time the Italians fell in a pool of blood one by one.

Yu Yang wiped out all the bullet chains, and several bullets hit the position of his window, and immediately retracted his head, which was fired by the Soviets.

The Italians were retreating in a panic and couldn't take care of themselves at all, and they couldn't help but want to break all these old hairy people and help them, but they shot themselves instead.

However, Yu Yang quickly reacted, he was wearing German clothes, and he was regarded as a German by these old hairies.

Immediately bent over, took off his coat, walked to the corpse of the Italian soldier, casually took off a Soviet military uniform, put it on his body, threw away the steel helmet and replaced it with a cap, and began to change the bullets.

The MG42 shooting and killing feeling is very refreshing and enjoyable, but the rate of fire is too fast, hundreds of bullets are all fired unconsciously, and Yu Yang only has the last bullet chain left.

After changing, I secretly checked the movement of the Italians on the street, and when these Italians advanced, they moved like snails a little by ten meters a minute.

But when he retreated, he was like a flying man, retreating nearly a hundred meters in a minute, and he was still near the front of Yu Yanglou just now, but now he has almost run to the end of the street.

Lao Maozi also had a little casualties, but the number of people who charged was still a dozen, Yu Yang was a little unexpected, more than a dozen Lao Maozi, holding rifles and submachine guns, could repel an infantry company with tank cover, and the Italians retreated rapidly, to be precise, they couldn't take care of their own back.

These Italians should have seen the story of the fat man and the thin man, these old hairy people are the Soviet war bears, and the Italians are the thin people, as long as they can run past their comrades-in-arms, they will feel that they can survive and will not be killed by the old hair, as for what they are chasing themselves, they don't care about it at all, as long as they can run.

Yu Yang was just about to shoot, when he heard footsteps at the top of the stairs, Yu Yang turned around instantly, and the three Italians ran upstairs with weapons in their arms, as if there was some terrible monster downstairs.

When they raised their heads and saw Yu Yang and the muzzle of the black hole, they were immediately blindfolded, but they quickly reacted, raised their hands, and signaled that they surrendered.

The Italians said something that Yu Yang didn't understand, but it was estimated that it was something like surrender, Yu Yang didn't understand, and felt that these Italians were a little noisy, so he immediately pulled the trigger, and the machine gun bullet smashed the heads of the three Italians, like a watermelon that was hammered with a fist, red and white, scattered all over the ground.

Stopping shooting, Yu Yang was just about to return to the window position to continue to strafe the Italian rout, but when he heard a sound coming from the staircase, he immediately raised his gun again and aimed at it, only to see an old man rushing up with a rifle, and after seeing Yu Yang, he pointed a gun at Yu Yang and shouted: "Put down your weapon!" ”

Yu Yang didn't know what this old man wanted to do, so he didn't put down the gun, shouting: "You put down your weapon!" Otherwise, I'll shoot! ”

Hearing that Yu Yang spoke Russian, Lao Maozi breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, my friend, this is a misunderstanding, I just saw a German holding a machine gun in the middle of this room, it seems that I was dazzled." ”

"The Germans here have been solved by me, go after the Italians!" Yu Yang stepped aside and signaled that there were no Germans or Italians here.

After glancing at the inside of the room, there were the corpses of Germans and Italians lying on the ground, and then immediately turned around and left the room to continue to pursue the Italians.