Woohoo Woo ......

When Zhao Zilong just jumped off the ground, the ridge where he was just now was immediately bombarded with bursts of bullets.

The bullets smashed the tiles into rubble and scattered them to the ground.

"Gunslinger"

Zhao Zilong couldn't help but gasp when he saw that almost all of those bullets hit the place where he was hiding just now.

Then he waved his hand, and let Meng Xianghui's subordinates below all retreat.

"Brother Zhao, what should I do," Meng Xianghui asked with a deep expression. He didn't expect that these traitor dogs were also so cunning.

"I'll take another look." Zhao Zilong frowned, wanting to observe again, but he didn't want to drag Meng Xianghui away.

"Brother Zhao!" Meng Xianghui said sincerely: "You are the boss now, you can't take risks. ”

As he spoke, Meng Xianghui quietly popped up on his own. Of course, he came out of nowhere in a very secret place.

However, the bullet came to beckon in an instant, and it was a little bit of a distance, and it killed him.

When Meng Xianghui scouted down, half of his ears were suddenly missing.

Those subordinates couldn't help but laugh. Because, although the ears are less, they still hang there.

Meng Xianghui swaggered, like an eraser.

Zhao Zilong couldn't help but laugh, but after listening to what Meng Xianghui said about the reconnaissance situation, he roughly figured out a direction. So, the others were revealed, but the gun showed its head slightly.

It was a Japanese-Ben 38 cover, which was temporarily borrowed from those brothers anyway.

Looking at this pure Japanese-original construction, Zhao Zilong sighed with emotion, if the Chinese could have a branch, Songhu, and the Battle of Taiyuan would not have been defeated like that!

Especially in the battle of Songhu, the national army just trampled on each other, and there were more than 100,000 people! No wonder the bald chairman of the committee let out such a terrible scream every time in the bathroom.

Spotting a person hiding behind a pile of rubble in the distance, Zhao Zilong moved his gun and aimed at the other party.

After a shot, Zhao Zilong obviously felt that the target had fallen, but it immediately attracted the revenge of many devils, and it was actually more than three or five times the dense bullets.

"Okay," Zhao Zilong said to Meng Xianghui, who was simply bandaging, "Now, you go to ambush five meters away." Remember, only guns are allowed to be exposed, not deities. ”

"Are you not allowed to shoot" Meng Xianghui glared and asked with some puzzlement.

"That's right." Zhao Zilong nodded.

Meng Xianghui carried out the order, and sure enough, as soon as his gun appeared, it immediately attracted more than a dozen bullets.

At this time, Zhao Zilong took advantage of this opportunity and had already lurked behind the ridge of another room.

This time he was not discovered, as he had quietly lurked behind a brick that had been cut into an owl's kiss. But he couldn't bring a huge three-eight big cover, and he only carried Browning and Colt.

Who knows, if you don't look at it, this look actually makes people feel chills down your spine. It turned out that the devils had taken advantage of the cracks suppressed by the firepower to surround the house where everyone was hiding!

In order to achieve the minimum casualties and seek the greatest results, there are still a few little devils who are setting up 60 small cannons 50 meters away.

It was a small mountain cannon that could be easily transported and assembled without much effort.

Seeing that there were two devils carrying cannonballs, they were about to load them into the barrel, and Zhao Zilong raised his hand to shoot two shots.

Woohoo

Due to the installation of silencers, after the two devil artillery were shot and fell, the little devils nearby did not find out Zhao Zilong's location.

At this moment, a little devil commander hurried over from behind. This person rushed and gave orders in a wah-wah-

However, Zhao Zilong found that the devil commander was pointing in the direction where he was hiding, and he couldn't help frowning slightly, thinking about not to make a move.

It's just that if you shoot at this time, it is equivalent to being exposed.

The devil commander was an ensign armed with a pistol and a waist knife.

When the second lieutenant found that the only two artillerymen in the team had been shot, he was so angry that he immediately pulled out his sword, pointed ahead, and asked the soldiers to shoot at the position where Zhao Zilong was hiding.

Another barrage of bullets struck.

Zhao Zilong found out in advance that he didn't care about shooting and hiding the devil lieutenant, so he quickly moved.

When he was at a turn in the corner, he quietly poked his head out, and when he saw the devil lieutenant in the distance directing a small detachment to break through, he immediately raised his gun and fired.

With a thud, the bullet instantly knocked the devil lieutenant to the ground.

The place where the second lieutenant was shot was in the chest, where blood was gushing.

Seeing that the squad leader was shot, the devil soldiers of that squad were all taken aback and couldn't help but stop attacking.

However, a small lieutenant quickly took command and ordered the soldiers to attack.

Meng Xianghui here heard the sound of Zhao Zilong changing the magazine, and shouted softly: "Brother Zhao, the devil is attacking, let's fight." ”

Zhao Zilong glanced at it, and now there were devils waiting in front of them, and there were more than a dozen devils in front of them who were shooting and attacking alternately.

"Stay here and shoot." Zhao Zilong said in a low voice.

It's just that although Meng Xianghui and his team members shot and stopped the devil's attack for a while, their marksmanship was really bad and they couldn't kill the devil at all.

Therefore, after a few rounds of gunfire, the devils of that squad found out about this problem, and boldly rushed forward under the cover of their companions.

"Brothers, fight." When Meng Xianghui saw it, he immediately put away his gun and loaded his bayonet, and shouted.

As the words fell, he raised his bayonet against the two or three devils who rushed in.

The devils have an unwritten rule that once they start fighting bayonets, they must drop bullets.

Therefore, Meng Xianghui stabbed a devil who was firing a bullet in an assault master, and he suddenly screamed excitedly.

The team members also rushed forward with rifles equipped with bayonets.

"Come back, come back." At this time, Zhao Zilong, who was in the distance, shouted anxiously.

He found that Meng Xianghui was a little abrupt this time. The most important thing is that because of the captain's abruptness, it also triggered the recklessness of the group of brothers below.

Those devils also got bullets, and they fought with Meng Xianghui and other team members.

Seeing more than a dozen people mixed together, for fear of hurting his own people, Zhao Zilong didn't dare to shoot rashly.

With a burst of gunfire clashes, shouts and screams.

After a few rounds of fighting, Meng Xianghui was already drenched in blood, but his fighting spirit had not weakened at all. Finally, when he stabbed the fourth little devil in the chest, he was also fatally stabbed in the abdomen.

"Ahh Meng Xianghui screamed with all his might, and at the same time sent the bayonet to the lower abdomen of the fifth devil.

The unyielding shout, when Meng Xianghui collapsed, suddenly reached Zhao Zilong's eyes.

Zhao Zilong's eyes flashed with anger, he no longer threw a rat bogey, and fired a few shots in succession, knocking down all the devils who were fighting.

Of the seven or eight brothers Meng Xianghui rushed out, only three or four were still fighting.

At this time, a devil squad leader drew his waist knife and rushed over with a scream.