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In the woods, there was hardly any sound except the rustle of falling snowflakes.

But if you listen carefully, you can hear a lot of sounds like pebbles tapping quickly, that is the sound of the Japanese soldiers intending to ambush the upper and lower teeth fighting, from the appearance of the team led by Lu Yuan, it has been more than three hours now, they are motionless in this woods, on the trees, and now it has completely become a tragedy.

The squad leader was very remorseful, regretting that he did not follow the advice and rush out directly at the beginning, at least then, with firepower and excellent tactical coordination, if not the team composed of this group of refugees could be completely annihilated, at least it could be completely collapsed.

But now, it's no longer possible.

Not to mention those ordinary soldiers, even he himself, felt that his limbs were about to lose sensation, and his whole body seemed to be frozen into popsicles.

If he rushed out again, he knew that the whole team had lost any advantage because of their stiffness, and they were slow like a group of scarecrows waiting to be cut off their heads.

So he could only continue to lie in ambush and wait, waiting for the evil team to enter the encirclement and free them before they were frozen to death.

Many of them were about to faint from the cold, they were numb, all their perceptions had degraded to the extreme, and they didn't notice it at all, and one or two hundred people crawled from all over the mountains and forests under the guidance of lone wolves who were familiar with the terrain.

One of the machine gunners held his hands in his arms and shivered with the second-in-command next to him, and he wondered if his hands would freeze together when he touched them.

There was a sound behind them, and they struggled to turn back, as if they could hear the sound of blood rubbing against their stiff necks, and then they saw two snowmen pounce on them from behind, their sharp bayonets slitting their throats.

Blood spurted out, red like fire on the snow, and exuded steam.

Almost at the same time, countless people pounced, and some Japanese soldiers finally reacted, turning their guns and pulling the trigger—only this time, they found themselves practicing the technical maneuvers thousands of times, as slow as if they had been stretched countless times because of the extreme cold.

The piercing screams resounded in the woods.

Snowmen emerged from close range, stabbed through the body with sharp bayonets, cut throats, and the Japanese soldiers were almost killed without firing a single shot!

"Enemy ...... Raid ......"

A Japanese soldier in a tree trembled and screamed, then pulled the trigger, and his numb limbs made him lose his balance in an instant, and he fell off the trunk of the tree, and was hung in the air by the belt tied to the tree, screaming and screaming, the gun also fell, and the bullet did not know where to fly.

Like him, more than one fell from the ambushed tree as soon as he shot, each of them like a turtle hanging in the air, fangs and claws.

"Hit!"

With a loud roar from Lu Yuan, the machine gun array that was controlled at the first time sprayed out water-like bullets, shooting towards the Japanese ambush site that had been observed for a long time, and the soldiers who had succeeded in the sneak attack began to shoot accurately, shooting at the devils who were emerging everywhere.

Although their marksmanship was far worse than that of the Japanese army, they were not even able to hit a dead target against a group of guys who were frozen half dead and their joints were almost solidified.

It was a sneak attack, but it was a sneak attack on the Japanese army that they had originally intended to sneak attack.

Those Japanese soldiers did not expect that they had originally wanted to create a massacre, but now they had become slaughtered themselves.

The refugees on the side of the fire in the distant col rushed towards this side with a scream at the moment of the gunshot, perhaps because they had just eaten and slept for a while and were full of energy, or because they were excited to kill the devils again, in short, they almost rushed over happily, not like they had come to participate in a battle where bullets were flying and their lives could be lost at any time, but like they had come to participate in a carnival.

A group of stunned and frozen Japanese soldiers rushed out of the ambush and tried to flee for their lives, swaying like a flock of ducks, and then they were swarmed by this group of refugees and shot into a sieve.

At most, the battle will be over in ten minutes, and many devils are still staring at the sky with round eyes after they die, because they know that they were not defeated by this group of people, they were defeated by God.

"Little Japan, you come down for Lao Tzu!"

A group of people screamed and cursed under a tree, because Lu Yuan needed a living mouth, and the Japanese soldier who had been lying in ambush on the tree and lost his weapon became the only survivor of the group.

“xxoo……”

The Japanese army looked at the group of wolf-like guys under the tree in horror, holding the trunk and screaming, although the refugees couldn't understand what he said, but they could guess it with their butts - Lao Tzu won't come down!

"Look at me!"

The lone wolf roared, spit twice into the palm of his hand, and then climbed up with the trunk of the tree, and fell down after a while, with two big footprints on his face, and his nose was crooked.

"With this virtue, you are embarrassed to say that you are a good man in the green forest? Bah! ”

The monkey spirit king hemp pole and others sneered, and the rest of the soldiers and refugees also laughed, they found that they seemed to be no different from the devils they had seen before, looking at the little devils who fell into the encirclement in horror like rabbits, they didn't feel pity for each other at all.

"What are you laughing at?"

The lone wolf got up and roared angrily: "Who said that I can't stand up, I want to fight him alone!" ”

He rolled up his sleeves, and it seemed that he was ready to defend his reputation as the owner of the wolf's tooth village and the man with a face in the green forest.

"Lao Tzu is smiling, what's wrong?"

The Monkey Spirit King Ma Zhu snorted coldly and stood up, his eyes widening.

“…… Just laugh at it, you are the Sichuan army, I forgive you! The lone wolf was stunned suddenly, although he had been with these people for more than a day, but Lu Yuan and the several Sichuan troops he brought with him had killed at least dozens of devils each, and he felt that he was sure of others, and he felt that he would definitely not be able to do it against these few - it seemed that he was only half the size of the bully.

Then, he saw that the half-sized boy, that is, the cow pimple, was raising the gun, and barely aimed at it, so he let go of the shot.

Ahh......hhh

The devil soldier on the tree suddenly screamed, a bloody hole appeared in his arm, and he fell from the tree at once, fell his ass in the snow, and couldn't get up for half a day.

……

The lone wolf saw the cold killing intent in the eyes of the cow pimple when he shot it, and only felt that the hairs on his back stood up, and found that the corner of the cow pimple's eyes swept over, and he hurriedly lowered his head and did not dare to look at it, eager to shrink his head into the crotch of his pants.

These guys, none of them are easy to bully!