"Damn, no wonder we didn't meet a large army of the Japanese army all the way over, it turns out that these damn guys actually sneaked into these places!"

Su Yan and the others were also angry, and their noses were crooked, and they roared: "Brothers, follow me, go to the wounded barracks to support, there are many ordinary people over there, if we don't go, they will be killed by the little devils, contact the deserters, and all the friendly troops!" ”

"Damn little Japanese, I'll fuck his grandma!"

"Kill them"

Seven or eight hundred refugees screamed, their eyes were bloodshot almost instantly, and a pack of wolves followed Su Yan and Cai Kaile forward, everyone heard the words of ten thousand devils over there, and knew better that as long as they went, they might never come back, but they were not afraid.

Because they have seen too many fearless people on Tiger Killing, they have forgotten that they were afraid and how to write the words they were afraid of!

What's the matter, the big deal is death!

"Miss, follow the big bear and find a long way, he will protect you!"

Ma Yunshan grabbed Long Yun's hand, then waved the knife fiercely, and roared: "Brothers of the Big Dao Gate, it's time to avenge the master and the brothers, come with me and hack those bitches to death."

"Kill"

The people of the Great Knife Gate, as well as all the refugees, roared in unison and rushed forward.

"It seems that we only have to be sisters in the next life!"

Su Ya smiled, turned away, threw away the small bag containing the strips of cloth, and pulled out the short gun, there were too many wounded, she felt that she really couldn't save it.

"Miss, take care, I'll take care of the master for you!"

Uncle Pang smiled, and then chased after him, his white hair flying wantonly in the wind and snow.

"Let's go, Dragon Maiden!"

The big dog bear said, Long Yun stubbornly turned back, took a deep breath and said: "Tell Lu Yuan, I, Long Yun, will never need to be taken care of If there is fate, I will meet you, otherwise, I will see you in the next life."

Then she shook the long knife fiercely, roared away, and followed her brothers and uncles, leaving only a sad back.

"I'll show the way!"

Peng Zhiguo also ran away, he saw the group of people in front of him, laughing like crazy, they were handing out leaflets in Nanjing every day, being scolded and beaten, desperately trying to wake up some people but with little success, but the group of people in front of him, all of them were the people they dreamed of being awakened, he wanted to die with them, so that he would never feel lonely.

"Who are these people?"

A gendarme said in a trembling voice, they were as scared as if they were going to the execution ground when they saw so many devils, but just now this group of people, one by one, seemed to be going to a banquet, although the atmosphere was not elated, but they all seemed to be afraid that they would be a little late.

"They are all my brothers!"

The big bear wiped a handful of tears and continued to run forward, he had to tell the people who were still fighting desperately and bloodily in this hellish city of Nanjing about the attack on the wounded barracks and the international security zone, they must not watch so many people being slaughtered and humiliated.

"Da Da Da"

The sound of machine guns and artillery fire was continuous, and the streets were full of patches of corpses, some of whom could not escape and were shot by the Japanese soldiers, and some of whom fought to the death with the Japanese soldiers.

Several tanks were advancing frantically, running straight over the corpses all over the ground, and on the long street behind them, the flesh was blurred, and a large number of Japanese soldiers shrank behind the tanks, or in the dead corners of the tanks, shooting forward.

Woohoo!

The monotonous old rifle wheeze sounded like a cough, and several beggar-like guerrillas rushed out of the street corner, rounded their arms and threw grenades forward, trying to throw the grenades into the Japanese infantry behind the tanks.

Phew!

Several gunshots rang out, several guerrillas were shot one after another, some fell, some shook their arms, and the grenade slipped out of his hand before he could throw it, he bent down and picked up the grenade with difficulty and tried to throw it again, and at the moment he bent down, the blood in his body flowed out like water in a tattered kettle.

With a bang, the grenade finally couldn't wait for him to throw it again, and exploded in his hand, half of his arm turned into a mist of blood, and the man fell with it.

Ahhh

Someone ran in the building with a ** bag emitting green smoke, and then jumped out of the empty window, and threw himself at the tank car driving in the middle of the street, which was seven or eight meters away from the house he threw out.

He glided through the air, his legs as void as Lingbo's microsteps, and it looked as if he could really fly.

However, it didn't.

The power of the forward rush reached the limit, and in the next moment he was like a flying angel whose wings were suddenly broken, or like a god who suddenly ran out of strength, he fell like a stone four or five steps away from the tank, and the juice of the fall was splashed everywhere.

He was destined to not be able to blow up the tank, but it was not without effect, the ** bag exploded, and the sand and gravel splashed, which scared the Japanese army behind the tank He fought hard, and he could only do so much.

"Captain, we've tried everything, we can't get rid of these damn tanks, if we don't get rid of these tanks, we won't be able to stop the Japanese attack."

The guerrilla instructors saw one scene after another of heroic and fearless scenes, which were almost comparable to the deeds of any great heroes and heroes in history, but they still had nothing to do with the Japanese tanks, and their hearts were torn apart.

"What are you shouting? I didn't see Lao Tzu think of a way again! ”

Ren Haifang's eyes were blood-red and he roared, and his hands tore his hair fiercely, but looking at his appearance, even if he tore off his scalp, he couldn't stop these tanks By the way, the flying man just now, the idea of suddenly rushing out and throwing grenades and the like was his masterpiece.

And now, even such a bad idea, he can't think of it.

A few blocks away, is the safety zone, on the other streets, as tragic and tragic battles as they are, happening all the time, Xiao Shanling's gendarmerie, Luo Cequn's troops, and those Hunan army Gui Army's routed troops, are all fighting to the death with the Japanese army, but they can't stop the Japanese army's attack at all, watching the Japanese army advance step by step.

In the refugee camp, ghosts cried wolves, countless people kowtowed in front of large and small Buddha statues, and those who pinched the cross almost broke the cross, but the sound of cannons, gunshots, and the howls of the Japanese army were still approaching.

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