Long Tianxing's arrogance made Liu Piaofeng's eyes twist: "Boy, are you looking for death!?" ”

"Cut! Who to scare? I'll talk about it after you win, I heard that you turtles with guns and running are huddled at home, don't fight devils, and become shrinking turtles! Lao Tzu looks down on you the most, and all of them are grandchildren. Long Tianxing scolded.

In his mind, that's it! Devils burn, kill, loot, slaughter people, all kinds of frightening evil deeds, often appear in Long Tianxing's dreams! All this seems to be real, and the devils should be killed.

As for him, he has guns and cannons in his hands, and those who dare not do anything with devils are all bad seeds, so naturally he despises and is also very angry, so he subconsciously has to take care of this matter.

Before Long Tianxing lost his mind, he was ready to teach a lesson to some spineless armed forces, but unfortunately he was not given enough time, and a big battle was ushered in, which can be said to be deliberate by him, and it was also an inevitable result, the troops he trained died too strong.

It was so powerful that the devil couldn't sleep well, so he had to eradicate the tiger who had been sleeping by the bed as soon as possible and pull out the nail that was pierced in the heart.

Those memories hidden by Long Tianxing are controlling his thoughts and actions! It can't change his hatred for the Japanese.

He Long Tianxing is a soldier, deeply imprinted in his soul.

"Big brother! Let me teach this thing a lesson. Liu Piaoyang said coldly, and walked in front of Long Tianxing with a red tassel gun.

Everyone suddenly dispersed the field, Long Tianxing looked at him with a smile, but Liu Piaoyang moved, the red tassel gun in his hand shook, and stabbed with the sound of breaking the sky.

Long Tianxing's eyes suddenly shrank at this moment, his face suddenly became cold and abnormal, and the head of the spear was in front of him in an instant, and at this moment, on the side of Long Tianxing's body, the body of the spear passed through his eyes.

At this time, Long Tianxing pulled out the big knife and shook the red tassel spear with a knife, but the red tassel spear shook when it was shaken open! With the sound of breaking the sky, it swept again.

There was a sneer on the corner of Long Tianxing's mouth! The backhand knife face blocked, with a bang, the metal resonated deafeningly, and the gun body hit the knife face, at this time, the gun body turned over again, and then stabbed head-on.

Long Tianxing suddenly shouted: "Okay! The blade of the knife turned over again, the tip of the spear pierced the back of the knife, and the sound of metal resonance was piercing, and at this moment, Long Tianxing flashed very hard, the blade of the knife slipped, and passed along the body of the gun, and the blade of the big knife quickly chopped away.

The sharp blade of the big knife stopped three inches in front of Liu Piaoyang's eyes! The willow fluttering showed a shocked look.

All this happened in an instant, and the master made a move! It's so fast that you can tell the difference between a breath and a loser.

At this time, Liu Piaoyun suddenly took a bow and shot an arrow, swishing...... Three arrows were fired in unison, and a series of nine arrows were shot out, approaching Long Tianxing.

The two of them were only ten meters apart, the speed was comparable to a bullet, this was going to kill Long Tianxing, such a fast arrow, ordinary people could not avoid it, but Long Tianxing quickly slashed down with a big knife, flashed several knife shadows, and one arrow after another was cut down.

"Good!"

All this shocked everyone and made everyone addicted! Long Tianxing's knife technique was so fast that Mao Gen, who had reacted, couldn't help but applaud loudly.

The people in Liupiaobao have an ugly face and lose! And at the same time that Liu Piaoyang was defeated in the hands of Long Tianxing, Liu Piaoyun sneaked up and still lost.

"Good skill! This commander of the Eighth Route Army, what is your name. Liu Piaofeng's eyes flashed with cold light, and the slap in the face was too loud.

"Lao Tzu Zhu Dagang! To build a team, oh! It's called Liu Piao Camp, and now you need people? Look at you, you have guns, some people have cannons, and you are still a turtle with a shrunken head, I'm not happy, I came to recruit you, how about it!? Convincing or not? Long Tianxing shouted, his arrogant face making the corners of Liu Piaofeng's mouth twitch.

Convincing or not!? The second and third children are planted in your hands, who is still not convinced? He Liu Piaofeng really wanted to shoot Long Tianxing, but as soon as he came, he gave his son a big hat, and he Liu Piaofeng has always regarded himself as a soldier and is proud of his patriotism. The people in front of him are holding the righteousness, how else can he kill!?

"What a majesty!? No matter how good your knife skills are, no matter how good you are, no matter how good you are, can you dodge bullets? I'd like to see if you have the skills to lead the troops. Liu Piaofeng snorted coldly.

"It's just a matter of leading the troops into battle! Meaningless, for my Locked Throat Mountain Anti-Japanese Brigade, it's a fucking useless devil who can't be killed. Long Tianxing said proudly.

"You, what did you say!?" Liu Piaofeng was startled, and the anti-Japanese brigade of Lock Throat Mountain is famous! Although all of them died in the battle with the devils, this prestige will also wake the devils from their sleep.

"Our chief is from the anti-Japanese brigade, and he is the battalion commander, does the battalion commander know!?" Mao Gen held his head high and said, the battalion commander is not a petty officer for him, but he is leading more than 500 elite soldiers to be ten?

But for Liu Piaofeng, a battalion commander from the national army, it's no big deal, battalion commander!? is only a lieutenant colonel at most, but if he is the battalion commander of the Lock Throat Mountain Anti-Japanese Brigade, then this battalion commander is not comparable to him as a battalion commander of the national army.

This Maogen is telling him, joke!? Won't the battalion commander of the Lock Throat Mountain Anti-Japanese Brigade know how to fight!? This made Liu Piaofeng speechless.

But I heard that all the fighters of the Lockthroat Mountain Anti-Japanese Brigade were killed in battle, who knows if it's true!? At this, Liu Piaofeng smiled coldly and said: "Whether you will fight or not, it doesn't matter, then it depends on his ability." ”

"Say it!? Look at what you can do, whatever. "Long Tianxing doesn't care about the Dao.

These confident words made Liu Piaofeng's heart twitch again! Grandma's Mo Fei is really that awesome.

"Good, good! I Liu Piaofeng thinks that my marksmanship is outstanding, and I have never seen anyone faster than my gun and accurate shooting, do you dare to compare marksmanship!? Liu Piaofeng asked with squinted eyes.

At this moment, he has a lot of thoughts in his heart, if he really survived from the battlefield, a battalion commander of the Lockthroat Mountain Anti-Japanese Brigade, then what if he Liu Piaofeng led people to follow him, if the team was pulled up, it would have the same combat effectiveness as the previous Lockthroat Mountain Anti-Japanese Brigade, and the little devil was afraid that he would have to think about the food collection in the winter this time.

"Bring it! What is the comparison, is it a moving target, or a dead target, 300 meters or 500 meters, 500 meters is not good, let's 800 meters, oh!? I remember that the pistol was not that far away, so in this way, the pistol is 100 meters, the rifle is 800 meters, and you can pick it up if you live or die. Long Tianxing said, reaching out for a gun.

Liu Piaofeng's body trembled, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently! was directly stunned by Long Tianxing, wow!? Are you kidding? Even if the pistol is 100 meters, he can do it, you rifle 800 meters, think you are a god!?

"Hahaha...... What a shame! Lao Tzu is also a soldier, a soldier, I have never seen a target that can hit a target at 800 meters, and a fucking moving target, what do you scare me? Don't fucking say 800 meters, 500 meters are fucking sharpshooters. Liu Piaofeng laughed, and now he found out! This guy isn't a fucking fool, is he!? There's no edge to bragging.

With the laughter of Liu Piaofeng, all the people in Liu Piaobao laughed mockingly.

"What!? Don't you believe me? Are you stupid!? Long Tianxing looked at him like a fool.

This expression, these words directly choked Liu Piaofeng's laughter, and he choked back, and at the same time, the laughter of all the people in Liu Piaobao stopped abruptly, and it seemed that the person in front of him was not joking.

"Come with the gun, go with Lao Tzu!" Long Tianxing stretched out his hand, Mao Gen, who was carrying the rifle on his back, was stunned for a moment, and handed Hanyangzao to Long Tianxing.

"This, that's not true, is it!? Eight hundred meters...... "Mao Gen was very frightened in his heart, and Li Fucai, who was beside him, had always been very calm! Because as long as he understands, Long Tianxing is not joking.

Li Xiaoqing is Li Fucai's younger brother, a soldier of the Sharpshooter Company of the Anti-Japanese Brigade in Lockthroat Mountain, and his younger brother's 500-meter bullet has no missing shots, whether it is alive or dead, he has seen it with his own eyes.

And his younger brother Li Xiaoqing told him that his marksmanship is not even bullshit in the sharpshooter, and he can shoot no less than ten people in 800 meters, and there is a real sharpshooter among them, who shoots at a distance of 1,000 meters.

For Long Tianxing to say eight hundred meters, he was not surprised at all.