"Smack! Syllable! ”

After the gunshot, Wang Shirong blew out the wisps of green smoke coming out of the muzzle, and smiled proudly at the two devils who were about to rush over, but fell to the ground at this time: "There are many of you, you still want to be one against two with Lao Tzu?" Are you really red-eyed, do things without going through the braincase, stupid enough to fight with you? ”

"Brothers, cutting off the brains of devils is a manual job, but there are many of them, and it is too troublesome to kill them one by one, so when it is time to use a gun, it is better to use a gun, at least it can save physical strength."

Yes, at this time, Wang Shirong has not killed the red eye, and he is still a little sensible, so he is still in the mood to remind his subordinates not to fight hard. But once he kills the red eye, then the work really won't go through the brain.

Soon, something happened that made Wang Shirong's eyes red.

Wang Shirong is tall and has martial arts, and has fought countless hand-to-hand fights with devils, and has a lot of experience in combat. Therefore, others are more or less engrossed in fighting bayonets with devils, but he is good, he actually picks up devils to kill as if he is strolling around: there are many devils, he uses box guns, heads-up, and he gives the other party a chance...... In fact, judging from Wang Shirong's actions and temperament, he looks down on these little soldiers of the devils, and killing them is just practicing his hands. In terms of Wang Shirong's past style, if you want to kill, you must first kill the top commander of the other party, which is called identity equality.

Killed six devils in a row, Wang Shirong was kicking the soul of the sixth knife away, and a scream suddenly came from his ears, Wang Shirong who listened to it looked at it, but saw that more than ten meters away, a devil's commander, holding the command knife with both hands, stabbed a Wang Shirong's subordinates, and this Chinese soldier is also a good man, holding the devil's command knife with one hand, and grabbing the devil's commander's epaulette with the other, although he spits blood, he struggles to push the other party to. And the devil commander shouted with a fierce light in his eyes, I don't know if he wanted to pull out the command knife or push the other party in, and he was fighting with the other party.

"Holy shit, I've finally found you."

Wang Shirong roared, and quickly rushed over with a knife.

The devil commander saw Wang Shirong killing him out of the corner of his eye, and he was also anxious. No longer daring to compete with the Chinese soldier in front of him, he took a step back, leaned his body, and drew his knife violently. The Chinese soldier who was stabbed by him was caught off guard, not only did he let the other party draw the knife successfully, but he also lost half of the palm of his right hand.

Wang Shirong ran to him, ignored the devil commander who took two steps back, stuck the knife on the ground, picked up his head with one hand, and asked, "Brother, hold on and watch me avenge you." ”

The Chinese soldier opened his mouth to say something, but he spit out two mouthfuls of blood in a row, and then looked at Wang Shirong.

"Don't talk, watch."

Wang Shirong gently put the other party down and drew the knife. Raising the knife and pointing at the devil commander, squinting his eyes, he said fiercely: "Little devil, Lao Tzu is going to kill you with his own hands." ”

After speaking, he raised his knife and rushed over, jumped up, held the knife in both hands, and used his momentum to slash down like a mountain.

Seeing this, the devil commander knew that he couldn't fight hard, so he had to retreat again and again. And what Wang Shirong wanted was for the other party to retreat first, and hurriedly swung the knife again and again, taking advantage of the situation to open and close the force, and the commander of the devil who cut could only keep retreating, waving the knife to resist, and could not borrow the force, so he was unable to fight back......

After more than ten times of knife to knife fighting, suddenly!

"Dang!"

A strange voice sounded, and the devil's command knife was broken in two.

This devil commander was really clever, and when he saw that the knife was broken, he took a step back with his right leg, stabilized his retreat, and at the same time, took off the other half of the war knife in his hand and swung it towards Wang Shirong. The original intention was just to force Wang Shirong to dodge and not take advantage of the situation to chase and kill, but he never expected that Wang Shirong would not cut it, but also threw the big knife at him with momentum.

The command knife was not as heavy as the big knife, and Wang Shirong was already in the advantage of borrowing strength to slash repeatedly, so that the two knives touched in mid-air, and although the strength of the big knife weakened, it still flew towards the devil commander, forcing the devil commander to deviate, and the big knife almost grazed his neck.

Before he could rejoice that he had escaped, as soon as his body stood firm, he saw that Wang Shirong had already pounced in front of him, and his hands were pinched towards his neck.

The devil commander was born as a wrestler, and he was overjoyed by Wang Shirong's stupid act of giving up the big knife and fighting hand-to-hand, and he naturally had the confidence to fight.

But he never expected Wang Shirong to be so insidious, not only pinching his neck with both hands, but pounced on his whole body. The most terrible thing is that Wang Shirong took advantage of the force of the pounce, and his right knee was aimed at the root of the devil commander's thigh, and he slammed it upwards with lightning speed!

It's going to be dead.

The devil commander almost heard the sound of the two balls shattering, his head was blank in pain, and his whole body was convulsed and he was thrown to the ground by Wang Shirong, not to mention the power of resistance, he couldn't even show signs of resistance.

Wang Shirong sat on the other party unhurriedly, and actually had the time and mood to pinch the other party's jaw with his left hand, saying that the other party's head was straight, regardless of the other party's rolling eyes, and punched the other party's nose...... The nose of the vast majority of animals in the world is their absolute weakness, and when they are hit hard, they will have gold stars in their eyes and be weak; In severe cases, they will faint to death, or even die directly.

Wang Shirong's strength is so great, this set of whole body strength in one point, a bowl-sized fist, just one punch, the devil's nose was knocked down.

It hurts below, and it hurts above, and the devil commander didn't even let out a scream, and Wang Shirong successfully calculated - fainted!

Wang Shirong didn't care about it, pinched the opponent's jaw with his left hand, and formed a fist with his right hand, punching one punch at a time.

Anything can be seen from a small angle! What really reflects Wang Shirong's ruthlessness is that he punches one punch at a time, but his face is unwavering, and he doesn't even see the slightest difference in his eyes, and his calm appearance doesn't look like he's killing someone...... Not far away, the Chinese soldier who was stabbed by the devil commander saw this scene, the corners of his mouth curled, his head turned off, and he left with a smile!

One punch! Two punches! Three-punch ...... Even though the other party had already bled and was obviously dead, Wang Shirong still did not change his face, and punched mechanically.

Until Wang Shirong suddenly felt two sharp pains coming from his back!

Wang Shirong was startled, and when he looked back, he saw that the two devils had just pulled back the bloody bayonets and were about to stab them again.

Wang Shirong hurriedly fell backwards, grabbed the muzzles of the two guns quickly, and raised them upward. When the two bayonets stabbed through the head, and the two devils wanted to withdraw the bayonets, Wang Shirong touched up with both hands, grabbed the handle of the bayonet and pulled it one by one, and the two bayonets were skillfully removed from the muzzle of the gun by him. At the same time, he took advantage of his body falling backwards, raised his foot and kicked the lower abdomen of the two devils, kicking the two devils to the ground at once.

Sit up, pounce on it, one person and one knife, straight into the handle.

At this time, out of the corner of his eye, he happened to see a devil with a gun howling from the right front and rushing over, and Wang Shirong was anxious to draw out his bayonet. Unexpectedly, the devil on the left actually grasped Wang Shirong's wrist with both hands, gritted his teeth and stiffened his teeth to prevent Wang Shirong from pulling out the bayonet - anyone with a little medical common sense knows that once the bayonet is drawn, he will definitely die. But if it hadn't been pulled out, there was still some hope of being saved afterwards, although there was little hope.

Seeing that it was too late, Wang Shirong immediately made a desperate decision in his mind to be stabbed, and he also wanted to stab the other party to death with the bayonet in his right hand!

"Smack!"

A gunshot rang out, and a stream of blood appeared on the head of the devil who was rushing over, and he fell cleanly to the left.

Wang Shirong took a look, but saw the three-eyed cat rushing over with a few soldiers. Wang Shirong breathed a long sigh of relief, gritted his teeth and pulled out his left hand together with the bayonet with both hands, and at the moment when the devil's blood spurted out, he fell to the sky.

"Young Master! Master, are you alright? ”

"Tuanza, where are you hurt? Let me see. As he spoke, the military doctor saw that there was blood flowing out of Wang Shirong's back, and immediately turned over Wang Shirong while shouting: "Go find a stretcher, come over and help ...... the group."

"No need." Wang Shirong grabbed the hand of the military doctor, smiled faintly at the people around him, and said, "I know my injury, this time, I'm afraid I really can't hide it." ”

"Young master, don't talk about it, the brothers are still waiting for you to continue to lead us to fight devils."

Wang Shirong looked very calm, and said with a smile: "Three-eyed cat, while I can still speak, there are a few things, I want to tell you." ”

"Nope! Young Master......" The three-eyed cat's eyes were red, his voice became hoarse, and he cried out: "Young Master, don't talk about these unlucky things, I will take you back to the field hospital and let the doctor treat you." ”

"That's right! Tuanzao, don't speak, still retain some physical strength, so ......" The military doctor said as he continued to turn Wang Shirong over so that he could check the wound, but Wang Shirong pushed him away.

Seeing that Wang Shirong was obviously really going to die, everyone immediately cried. On the contrary, it was Wang Shirong, his eyes widened angrily, and he shouted: "Crying, crying, Lao Tzu is not out of breath yet." Keep this strength, wait to avenge Lao Tzu, and kill a few more devils. ”

"Young Master~!"

"Tuanza~!"

"Okay, don't cry. Lao Tzu is not dead yet, he is still your head of the regiment, all listen to Lao Tzu. ”

Seeing that although everyone suppressed their crying, everyone looked at it with tears in their eyes, Wang Shirong smiled and said: "First, I hope that everyone will look at my brotherly affection for everyone in the past, and after I die, I hope that everyone will take care of my two poor children." ”

"Young master, don't worry, I will retire when I turn around, and go home to take care of the little master and young lady, even if I lose this life, I must protect them well."

"No need to do this, I know Shihua's personality, he won't watch my children being bullied. I'm just worried about how these two kids grow up...... Cough~! Cough~! ”

Speaking of this, Wang Shirong coughed twice, everyone has experienced life and death, and naturally knows that these two coughs show that Wang Shirong really doesn't have much time, and for a while, everyone looked at Wang Shirong worriedly.

Wang Shirong looked up at everyone and said with a smile: "Second, after I leave, let the chief of staff take over the affairs of the regiment, and you are not allowed to make trouble for him...... If you really can't help it, go home to farm, and don't be rash. If you don't have a place to go, go to my king's house, and say that I asked for it, and I believe Shihua will treat you well. ”

"Young master, we remember." Many people couldn't help but turn around and wipe their tears.

"The third thing, three-eyed cat, go back and tell my grandma and your sister-in-law, just say that I, Wang Shirong, can't repay their kindness in this life, I can only repay them by being a cow and a horse in the next life, let them live well, don't be sad for me."

"Yes!" The three-eyed cat knelt on the ground, his head staggered, and his whole body trembled—he really couldn't help but feel sad, and it was not good to cry in front of Wang Shirong's eyes, so he could only do so.

At this moment, I saw a sudden sound of killing coming from the mountain...... The belated reinforcements have finally arrived!