Xiao Tianjiu stood on the city gate, looking up at the gray and hazy sky with the waning moon hanging on the cold light in winter. Like the muzzle of the machine gun on the front of the big military truck that drove towards him, it was terrifying and cold. As soon as it roars, someone will die. He hoped that tonight he would break this convention, and the one who died was not himself, but the devil. Because he also has the same big killer weapons around him, especially the big guy Maxim heavy machine gun. As soon as it roared, it was like an autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, and two truckloads of devils could swallow them all. He wants to avenge his master! Tonight he's going to kill, he's going to be a god of killing. He's going to send the devil to hell. The benevolence of the Buddha was hidden in the bloodshed. He is a disciple of Buddhism, but he wants to pick up the butcher's knife and let the evil man go to hell. He is a god of war, and he wants to use the killing weapon around him to kill the devil. For the master, for the parents, for the countless Chinese who died tragically at the guns of the devils. Killing one is enough, killing two earns one. The four submachine guns in front of him, a medium light machine gun, a Maxim heavy machine gun, and a dozen grenades were the magic weapons for him to fight against more than a hundred devils tonight. He's going to make these killers a nightmare for devils.

"Damn wolf, come on! Master is here with you tonight. "Coming, the whole two large military vehicles, the devil's dark yellow coat and the cold black Sanba cover in the cold winter moon, became extremely terrifying, as if a dying person saw a group of black and white impermanence, no, tonight's black and white impermanence is himself, they are the ghosts who want to die. These people who came from thousands of miles away from the wilderness to the country of ancient civilizations with thousands of years of killing and setting fires, they are a group of evil wolves that should be killed, and tonight they and these evil wolves can only talk with killing. There is no mercy here, only killing. It's a life-and-death contest.

It's a pity that I can't get the heavy machine gun, the biggest killer weapon in front of me.

Xiao Tianjiu muttered in his heart as he took out the bullets in the box and placed them next to the heavy machine gun. He's got to ring it. He will get submachine guns, light machine guns and 38 big covers.

The military vehicle got closer and closer, and the air seemed to freeze all at once. Closer, closer, Xiao Tianjiu held a submachine gun in his left hand and a light machine gun in his right hand, and the muzzle of the gun constantly adjusted the firing position with the movement of the military vehicle.

The waning moon finally revealed the pale face, and the dim light on the city gate became extremely terrifying. The cold wind of the winter night blew on Xiao Tianjiu's face, like shaving his face with a knife.

"Da da da......" The muzzles of the two guns in Xiao Tianjiu's hands roared angrily, and the devils on the military vehicle in front of him poured down the car like a landslide, and a stack of corpses was piled up on the car at once. But soon, countless bullets shot Xiao Tianjiu. Although Xiao Tianjiu has not entered a regular military academy to specialize in how to protect himself in battle, he is a natural hunter, he constantly changes his sniper position, shoots left and right, shoots guns for a while, and throws limited grenades at the enemy's dense position for a while. There were more and more corpses of the enemy, the enemy roared, and even fired at him, and a deafening explosion immediately sounded on the small city tower, which was more loud than the firecrackers of the New Year, Xiao Tianjiu felt very interesting. In his long-term hunting, he has learned the kung fu of listening to sound shifting, and the devil's little carving insect skill does not work for him. Every shell blew off at the city gates, and he always hid in the shadows of his preferred safety. Only the last grenade remained. There is only one bullet left in the machine gun and submachine gun.

At this time, the sound of "catching alive" came from under the city gate, and then the traitor also began to shout.

"Xiao Tianjiu, you are surrounded, surrender! The imperial army treats you preferentially, and the Ghost Wood Taijun said that as long as you lay down your weapons, you will not die! ”

"Humph! Go to hell! Xiao Tianjiu fired the last bullet at the traitor. The traitor was immediately dumb.

"Da Da Da ......" bullets flew like locusts. A bullet net has been formed, just like the turn of the New Year and the old year, every household has to set off firecrackers to welcome the arrival of the new year. However, it was all the howls before death. Xiao Tianjiu hid in the doorway in the city wall and thought it was very interesting. The gunfire was so lively that it turned the silent night into a New Year's Eve. After a while, the sound of gunfire gradually thinned out, Xiao Tianjiu quietly looked up at the city, no, the black devil with a gun pressed towards the city gate. Xiao Tianjiu came to the side of the heavy machine gun and decided to make a final effort, constantly moving the parts on the gun's body, praying in his heart for the gunshots to sound out.

"Surrender! You can't escape. A new traitor came out and shouted at him.

"Humph! I want to catch Lao Tzu! Xiao Tianjiu left himself with the last grenade, he had already been injured in many places, and the blood soaked the clothes of the devil he was wearing. The devil is getting closer......

He constantly flicked the various components of the Maxim heavy machine gun, and if it didn't go off, his life would be over. All hope counts on it. The devil poured towards him again, a large black oppression, and in the cold wind of the late winter night, it kept approaching him. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, this foreign guy, scream! Bark! Xiao Tianjiu's right hand hooked the trigger of the gun, and his left hand kept groping. Suddenly, the machine gun really roared, and a rain of bullets fell on the devils under the city, and the devils who attacked him fell to the ground one after another like autumn leaves, like dogs killed in the winter moon, lying on the ground in despair.

He laughed and danced. The devil let out a desperate wail in his laughter