This little figure.

Carrying a short stick.

Towards the devil who was about to pull the trigger of the rifle was a stick.

This stick.

Not a lot of force.

Naturally, he didn't kill the devil who had only one breath left.

Didn't kill the devil though.

But it made the right hand of the devil holding the gun can't help but crook.

This crooked.

It's not simply crooked.

It saved the lives of the hooligans.

Because the muzzle of the devil couldn't help but be a little higher under the blow of the stick, the bullet in the gun did not hit the hooligan.

The battlefield is changing rapidly.

Even if it's just a second's error.

There will also be a huge cost.

This price can sometimes be human life.

Just like now.

Sneak attack hooligans, but because of this small figure, the devil who didn't get his wish turned around and was cut off by the hooligan who cleaned up the blood on his face.

A hooligan is a hooligan.

Lessons have never been learned.

Therefore, his face was once again splashed with blood spurting from the devil's neck.

Of course.

This time, there are no sneak attackers.

Those devils who were there.

All of them are dead, and the only devil who is alive but only has one breath left, was also cut off by the hooligans because of the sneak attack.

At this time.

Those who were there.

Like Zhou Tianming, like a dog, like a bald head, like a Taoist priest, for the first time, they faced this person who suddenly jumped out, knocked the devil with a stick, and saved the life of the hooligan.

Taken aback.

When I saw clearly this saved the hooligan.

The people who were there.

There is one.

Count one.

They were all taken aback.

Just because of this person they know.

And if you don't make a mistake.

This man should have been left in the church.

Other words.

This person should not appear in front of Zhou Tianming and others.

But he just appeared in front of Zhou Tianming and others.

This person.

It's no one else.

It was one of the two small burdens that the beautiful woman rescued halfway and was finally left in the church by Zhou Tianming and others.

That is, the little burden that is a little older.

"Why are you here?" After Zhou Tianming paused for more than ten seconds, he was the first to react and asked the little burden.

His tone was a little unpleasant.

After all, this is their adult task, and it is unsafe and inconvenient to carry a small burden.

Therefore, Zhou Tianming's tone was not very good.

If it weren't for the fact that the little burden saved the hooligan's life, Zhou Tianming might even raise his slap and slap him like a lesson to his naughty son.

"Sir, I'm here to fight you devils." The little cumbersome knew that Zhou Tianming was the leader of this group, so he saluted Zhou Tianming like a soldier saluting a non-standard military salute, and after saluting, he said his intention.

Fight devils.

He came to fight devils.

At the age of seven or eight years old, you should be coquettish in the arms of your parents, and you should live a life of laughing when you are happy and crying when you are unhappy.

But it's because of the little devils of dog days.

The little cumbersome home was ruined.

The parents who loved the little burden died.

That's why the little burden will put forward such a request to fight devils.

Fight devils.

It's a good thing.

But the little cumbersome ones are a little younger, their bodies are a little thinner, and their mission this time is a mission with no return.

Therefore, Zhou Tianming refused without thinking about it.

He stretched out his hand and touched the little burden's head, then looked at the little burden and said: "Fighting devils is our adult's business, and it has nothing to do with you children. ”

"I don't." Stubborn little burden, two words back.

"You still have a sister to take care of, go back." Zhou Tianming persuaded: "When you grow up, I will take you to fight devils." ”

"I want to fight devils, I want revenge." After the little burden finished speaking, he suddenly pointed to the trumpeter who was grabbing a Wang Ba masturbator in front of him, and looked like he couldn't put it down: "He, he, he, he, he is also a child, why can he follow you to fight devils, but I can't?" ”

The trumpeter saw that the spearhead of the little cumbersome was aimed at him, and immediately quit, he first shook the captured Wang Ba pistol in his hand towards the little tedious, and then pinned the pistol to his waist, picked up the charge number, and said: "I am a soldier, I am a trumpeter, can you compare with me?" ”

"Why can't it be compared?" The little cumbersome said: "You are also a child, and I am also a child, why can't you compare?" ”

"I've been in the army for three years, can you compare with me?" The trumpeter said, "I'm a veteran. ”

"Trumpeter is right, he's a warrior, but you're not." After Zhou Tianming finished speaking, he followed the words of the trumpeter and said: "You are a child, how did you come, how to go back, while the devil has not reacted yet, go back quickly, you still have your sister to take care of." ”

"I don't, I'm going to stay and fight devils." The stubborn little burden repeated the words just now.

"Hmm." Zhou Tianming snorted unhappily.

Stop.

That's what he looks like.

The little burden is really a little scary.

Thereupon.

He set his sights on the rascal.

Looks like.

The little cumbersome wanted to let the hooligans help talk about it, so that he could stay, and after staying, he would fight devils with Zhou Tian and them.

Pity.

The little cumbersome is going to be disappointed.

After seeing the little burdensome eyes for help, the hooligan said coldly, like Zhou Tianming, "You go back, take care of your sister, fight devils, and have us." ”

The mood of a hooligan.

Those present understand.

The current city of Nanjing.

There are devils everywhere, there are devils who kill people and set fires everywhere, and there are only foreigners' churches, which can barely be regarded as a safe area, plus this is a mission with no return.

Because of this.

The hooligan couldn't bear to see the little burden die, so he stiffened his face like Zhou Tianming and ordered the little burden to go back quickly.

At this time.

Gouzi and the others have already cleared the battlefield.

It's to leave.

It's just when leaving.

They were all stunned.

Around.

their surroundings.

I don't know when, suddenly a lot of Chinese compatriots appeared.

Whether it is Zhou Tianming, or hooligans, or Taoist priests and white-collar workers, they all saw a trace of excitement on the faces of these Chinese compatriots.

Presumably, they didn't expect that four days after the fall of Nanjing, there were still Chinese soldiers fighting devils in Nanjing.

"Didn't you leave?" An old man in his early sixties asked with tears in his eyes.

"This is our battlefield and we will not leave." Zhou Tianming replied with a bad feeling in his heart, and then he didn't know what to think, so he suddenly knelt down in front of those Chinese compatriots and said, "We all complain that we are useless soldiers, so that the devils will ...... You can rest assured that China will definitely win this war. ”