The little devil is out!

As the watertight hatch of the "Climax" submarine was opened, Zhang Yan and Lao Liu, who had been waiting outside the submarine, directly pulled the trigger.

Bullets like sharp arrows slashed across the water and hit the little devils, blooming with blood.

"Gollum!"

A large string of bubbles rose in the water, and the injured and dying little devils let go of their mouths, and a large bubble bubbled from the oxygen cylinders.

No shouting!

No gunshots!

A fierce battle ensued between the two sides at the entrance to the watertight cabin.

The little devils climbed out of the submarine without fear of death, and then rushed up to Zhang Yan and them with their bare hands.

There was always a time when the bullets were finished, and the two of them didn't have time to change the magazines at all, so they could only throw the guns behind them and take out the knives to fight the devils.

The devils who climbed up later were on guard, and weapons also appeared in their hands.

After a period of fighting, they realized that the little devil didn't want to entangle them at all.

After leaving the submarine, the little devils hurriedly swam to the surface of the water, thinking about the water pressure at all.

What the hell is going on?

Zhang Yan and Lao Liu slowly stepped aside, looked at each other, and finally decided to enter the submarine to take a look.

There were fewer and fewer little devils coming out of the fish launch tubes, and the sea water poured into the cabin, and a layer of reddish blood floated on it.

Zhang Yan took out a grenade, pulled out the safety and threw it into the submarine, and then quickly swam to the side.

"Boom" A bubble sounded, and the damage caused by the explosion could not be compared to that on the ground.

What to do?

There were no more little devils at the exit of the submarine, and Zhang Yan had the courage to enter the submarine with a gun.

Descending all the way down the waterproof bag in the launch tube to the inside of the submarine, as soon as I emerged, I saw a whitened corpse floating in the water.

Dressed in the uniform of a second lieutenant of the island country's navy, his chest has been dyed red.

He cautiously stepped into the submarine, and after making sure that the torpedo launch bay was safe, he sent a signal to Lao Liu outside.

Taking off the diving goggles and oxygen cylinders, Zhang Yan asked about the smell of blood that permeated the inside of the submarine.

The submarine is underwater all year round, and the internal air circulation is all dependent on air purifiers, at this time the submarine hull is damaged, the electronic system has been out of control, and it is impossible to provide fresh oxygen.

"What's the situation?"

"The little devil seems to be in infighting."

"Infighting?"

Lao Liu was stunned for a moment, took off his diving goggles and oxygen cylinder, and squatted on the ground to check the wound of the second lieutenant.

"I was shot in the back, and it was really infighting."

"What shall we do?"

"It depends, if we can't find anyone, we'll have to go back."

A trace of regret flashed in Zhang Yan's eyes, he still hoped to find that guy from Tojo Kamikawa in the submarine.

The two men cautiously left the torpedo pod with their guns in hand and headed outside, sirens sounding everywhere along the way, blood and dead people everywhere.

This situation made Zhang Yan ring five years ago, when it was also Tojo Kamikawa, and at the same end, he only had one comrade-in-arms by his side.

"Boss, do you regret it?"

"What about, what do you regret? Let's kill the little devil first. ”

"Even if the two of us go back alive this time, we will probably take off our military uniforms."

"I know, but I missed it last year, and I don't want to miss it today."

The two men looked at each other and smiled.

There was a dull sound in the hallway, "Knock knock!" ”

"It's the sound of mechanical bones, and there's people in the submarine."

"Then you can't be wrong, it's probably the kamikaze guys, they're notoriously crazy."

"Check it out."

Lao Liu quickened his pace, and Zhang Yan trotted up in front, but the muzzle of the gun was half-raised, posing as if he could shoot at any time.

A tall black figure appeared in front of them, and before Zhang Yan could react, Lao Liu had already shot.

"It's a little devil, shoot!"

"Da Da Da!"

The bullet hit the mechanical bone and made a "clanging" sound, and the little devil seemed to subconsciously raise his arm to protect his head, and then laughed when he found that he was not injured.

"You are Chinese soldiers, hahaha!"

"Lao Tzu is your ancestor!"

Seeing that the bullet was useless on the little devil, Zhang Yanfa found the little devil's head and fired directly.

"Da Da Da!"

After a burst of gunfire, the little devil fell to the ground.

"Hit?"

Lao Liu looked at Zhang Yan incredulously, but the movements in his hands were not slow at all.

I saw him put the gun behind his back, holding a bayonet in his hand and slowly approaching the little devil.

"Boss, be careful."

Zhang Yan turned to look behind him, and at the same time changed a magazine full of bullets.

The two of them approached the little devil, only to find that the bullet had entered his eye socket, pierced his head, and died directly.

"Zhang Yan, do the mechanical bones of the little devils have helmets?"

Zhang Yan thought about it for a while, nodded and said, "Yes, being able to open the mask is different from ours." ”

"It seems that the weakness of the little devil's mechanical skeleton is in the helmet, and when you find the little devil again, remember to hit the head directly."

"Understood!"

Lao Liu took out a pistol from the little devil's body, pinned it to his waist, and then stepped over the little devil's body and continued to search behind.

"Boss, we should wear mechanical skeletons too. Even if it's a little devil, it's fine. ”

"There are only five finished products we researched, I just saw the little devil's things, it's too small, I can't wear it, besides, we don't know if the little devil has left a back hand, that can't be worn."

Zhang Yan thought of the self-destruct function of Steel No. 1, and couldn't help but fight a cold war, and most of the little devil's mecha also had that function.

"Look at these little devils running very fast, and a lot of things are not taken out."

Zhang Yan looked at the beds on both sides, and there were still quilts, pillows, notebooks and other messy things on them, and he was speechless for a while.

"They've lost the bushido spirit of World War II, and they probably don't have that kind of fool anymore."

"Yaga!"

An angry roar suddenly sounded behind him, Lao Liu didn't say a word and directly bent down and squatted, while Zhang Yan turned around and pulled the trigger.

"Da Da Da!"

"Poof!"

The sound of two bullets entering the flesh sounded, and Zhang Yan felt a sharp pain in his stomach, and then his legs collapsed to the ground.

"Da Da Da!"

"Bang!"

The little devil also fell to the ground, and Lao Liu immediately stepped over Zhang Yan's body, quickly ran to the little devil's side, and shot him a few times in the head.

"How's it going?"

Zhang Yan looked down at his stomach in pain, blood flowed out of it along the tiny bullet holes, and after a while, his body began to feel cold, and there was a feeling of numbness.

"It didn't hurt much, but the warhead stayed inside!"

"Damn it!"

Lao Liu turned around and tore off a white sheet from the little devil's bed, and then helped Zhang Yan to tie him around his waist.

His hands were strong, and the long strips of cloth tightened his stomach like a belt.

"We must resist, we will go back alive, understand?"

"I know," Zhang Yan tried hard to squeeze out a smile, and his lips had begun to turn white, "I'm not a rookie anymore, don't worry." ”