Seeing that the five Eighth Route Army troops fell to the ground one after another, the devil machine gunners who had been lying in ambush at the bottom of the hillside did not have the slightest intention of stopping.

As the co-shooter continued to press bullets into the magazine of the crooked handle, the dense 6.5mm bullets often recurred where the black baby had fallen, tearing at all the plants and trees that might be hidden, and bringing up puffs of smoke and dust.

……

"Turtle son, my ancestor ...... day!"

Just as the devil machine gunner was fighting, the bushes beside him suddenly parted, and a slightly rickety figure flashed with a cold light.

"Poof......!"

When he heard the shouting, the devil machine gunner subconsciously turned his head to take a look, and immediately half of the three souls and seven spirits flew away.

In the midst of his horrified eyes, a sharp bayonet smashed his front teeth, stabbed into the devil's mouth with great inertia, and finally pierced under the back of the heavy's head!

"Kill ......!"

The Heavy lying on the ground was stabbed through the skull by the old immortal, and he was immediately left with convulsions and waiting for death.

This sudden attack frightened the co-shooter, who was reloading the crooked handle, into sitting directly on the ground.

Killed the machine gunner at once, and the old immortal was about to take the opportunity to stab the other one to death, but found that the bayonet was stuck in the opponent's neck, and he couldn't pull it out for a while.

"Eight Ga Ya Road!"

The ammunition man, who was slumped on the ground, noticed that the old immortal had not been able to draw his bayonet, and finally recovered from the initial panic, and jumped up with a roar to pull out the southern pistol at his waist.

The old immortal, who was stepping on the head of the devil on the ground and pulling out his bayonet, immediately felt a pang in his heart.

"Turtle son's! I'll kill you! ”

In a hurry, the old immortal simply didn't pull it out, and flew directly to pounce.

The devil ammunition hand hurriedly pulled out the pistol, just pulled the bolt, and was about to raise it to shoot, when he suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him, and then he was hit hard and flew out, and even the southern pistol in his hand was shocked and took off.

Seeing that the devil was hit by himself, the old immortal lying on the ground couldn't help but feel severe pain all over his body, gritted his teeth and wiped the blood donation in the corner of his eye and pounced again.

In this way, the two immediately fought together.

However, although the old immortal also used his strength to breastfeed, he was too old to be too old, resulting in him being far from being a young devil soldier's opponent in terms of physical fitness.

Gradually, the devil soldiers began to gain the upper hand, and it didn't take long for the old immortal to be pressed under him.

"The department ......! China pig! ”

Feeling the iron fist on his neck getting tighter and tighter, the old immortal struggled desperately for a long time, but he still couldn't let go of it.

As the breath in the old immortal's chest gradually ran out, his whole face became more and more red, almost purple.

Seeing that the Chinese soldiers under him had begun to roll their eyes, the devil soldiers laughed more and more cruelly.

At the moment of life and death, the old immortal almost subconsciously let go of the arm that was pinching the devil's neck, pulled his right hand around his waist indiscriminately, and suddenly grabbed something with a belt, and hurriedly beckoned to him.

Boom......!

"Oops......."

With a muffled sound, the wrist that was pinching the old immortal's neck finally loosened.

Call...... Call.......

As a large puff of cool air entered his lungs, the old immortal finally escaped from the grim reaper.

After a few gasps like a donkey, the old immortal threw away the kettle, which had almost collapsed a corner, struggled to turn over, and crawled desperately into the distance.

"...... Baga, I'm going to kill you!"

The devil soldier who was kneeling on the ground and was smashed with gold stars shook his head, slowly put his hand trembling in front of him, looked at the scarlet blood in his hand, gritted his teeth and looked around, just in time to see that the earth road that attacked him was crawling into the distance.

Standing up slowly, the devil soldier pulled out the bayonet from the scabbard at his waist.

"Zhina pig, where are you going to escape, I want to dig out your heart!"

Hoo ......, hoo .......

It may be that he was pinched too hard just now, and the wheezing sound of the old immortal is like a stone blocked in his throat, and it seems that it takes a lot of strength to breathe in it.

Hearing the murderous shouts of the devil behind him, the old immortal felt bitter in his heart, and subconsciously crawled desperately into the grass, hoping to escape and ascend to heaven.

I didn't know how far I crawled with my hands and feet, and suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my thigh, and my movements immediately slowed down a little. Before the old immortal could turn around and look back, he was stomped on the back.

"Uh-huh......."

The throat was sweet, and a stream of blood spurted out directly.

After stomping on the back of the eight roads on the ground, looking at the dirt eight roads that were paralyzed on the ground like a puddle of mud, the devil soldier smiled cruelly, leaned down and prepared to lift the other party's body over.

In his opinion, this Tubalu not only killed his comrades, but also injured himself. I must let him watch the tip of the knife pierce his chest! Look at the desperate look in his eyes before he died.

At the moment when the devil overturned the old immortal who was paralyzed on the ground, the old immortal, who had been half-dead, suddenly waved his hands and grabbed the sand on the face of the devil soldier!

"Ah......, Yagayalu!"

Caught off guard, a lot of sand was caught in the eyes of the devil soldiers. In a fit of rage, he covered his eyes and shouted, while swinging his knife and slashing indiscriminately.

However, due to the preparation of the old immortal, he had already rolled a few meters away at the first time, but instead let all the devil's attacks fail.

Seeing the devil covering his eyes and crying wolf, the old immortal who escaped the catastrophe was happy.

"Turtle son, Lao Tzu made you blind ......."

"Bagaya Lu ......, shameless Zhina, I'm going to kill you......!"

Just when the old immortal wanted to take a breath, the devil soldier suddenly opened his blood-red eyes, and rushed over with a knife in a staggering manner.

"You turtle son, you can still see this!!"

Seeing the devil soldiers rushing towards him, the old immortal was suddenly frightened.

He wanted to stand up and escape, but he was stomped hard by the devil just now, and it seemed that he was not lightly injured, so that the old immortal struggled several times and failed to stand up.

In the panic, the old immortal hurriedly held on to the ground with his hands and feet and retreated all the way.

"Turtle son drop, I'm not your ancestor, you chase a hammer!"

Seeing that the blade of the devil soldier came to him again, the old immortal's heart was cold, and he suddenly felt that he was going to finish playing today.

Suddenly, the old immortal's left hand touched a cold hard object.

"Huh?"

The moment he grabbed it, the old immortal was so excited that he almost didn't cry.

It wasn't anything else, it was the southern pistol that had been knocked away by itself and went nowhere!

"I will be the first ...... of you." Smack! Bang bang .......

It wasn't until the sound of the empty warehouse sounded a dozen times that the old immortal put down the southern pistol in his hand tremblingly.

Looking at the devil soldier in front of him, who was already out of breath, the old immortal suddenly felt weak and powerless, and he was stunned to rely on his perseverance to hold on and not lie down.

At this moment, the explosion of a grenade in the border area came from not far away, followed by a burst of heavy machine-gun fire.

At the same time, the rumbling grenadier explosions finally stopped.

Finding that the grenadier had stopped firing, a knowing smile appeared on the old face of the old immortal full of ravines, and then his eyes went black and he fainted.

……

In a trance, a cool rain flowed into his mouth, making the old immortal reflexively swallow a few mouthfuls.

After a few moments, his consciousness finally came to his senses.

"Oh......, I'm still alive."

Hearing the words of the person in his arms, the man who was feeding him water was obviously excited.

"Sir, Instructor! Big Brother Wu has woken up! ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a hula in the darkness, and more than a dozen figures surrounded him.

"Old Wu, what is the wound on your head, can you hear us?"

Zhou Yu was the first to run over, looking at the blood-soaked gauze on Lao Wu's head in the dark, with a worried face.

"There's nothing to do on my head, it's just a little bit of skin, but my back hurts a little."

Speaking of this, the old immortal coughed a few times.

The speaker had no intention of listening, Zhao Shixun, who had been standing beside him, frowned, and quickly squatted down and picked up the clothes on the back of the old immortal and touched them.

After a while, he put down his clothes with a relieved expression.

"Count your old thing's life, although this back is black and blue, but the bones are fine, it should have been shocked to the internal organs, and your old injuries have recurred a little."

"Hehe...... ahem."

"I'm not so easy to die if I'm old and immortal."

Hearing this, Zhao Shixun snorted coldly, and Zhao Shixun suddenly remembered something.

"Boss, boss!"

"I'm here, company commander, right behind you."

Hearing the sound and turning around, Zhao Shixun looked at the old man who looked tired but stubbornly carried the marching pot on his back, and his face was helpless for a while.

Previously, due to the age of the old man and the problem of timidity, he had been used as a logistics cooking class and missed a lot of battles. However, after this period of training and training, the old man has also grown into an outstanding soldier of the Eighth Route Army and the deputy leader of the cooking class.

When Lao Immortal set off with the wounded a few hours ago, he was worried that Zhao Shixun and his manpower would be insufficient, so he left Lao Yu in the third platoon as an infantryman.

As a result, when he hit the top of the mountain, the old man actually charged with a pot on his back all the way, no matter what the third platoon leader Xizi said he refused to throw the pot away, and the angry Xizi almost ......smashed the pot on the spot that the old man was carrying.

"Didn't you carry Lao Wu's canvas bag, there was an iron box in the bag, and I would take some sulfonamides for the old immortal from inside."

"Oh."

At this moment, the old immortal did struggle and shook his head.

"No, no, Lao Tzu's health is fine. Sulfonamide gold is very expensive, and the whole company is just a little bit, so let's save the lives of other wounded. ”

…… Not to be continued, yesterday's power outage, today will be made up for the double change. Thank you for your support!

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