"Tubu! Sudden Sudden Rush! "The heavy machine gun is in Biaozi's hands, like a monster that chooses to devour people, devouring human life, and the bullets spewing out from the muzzle are like the venom shot by a king cobra, and the middle one is killed instantly. In fact, this modern murder weapon is countless times more ferocious and vicious than poisonous snakes and beasts!

The light chain composed of machine gun bullets was scattered towards the Japanese soldiers in the distance like a soul chain in the hands of the soul impermanence, and before the devils could recover from their surprise, the light chain of death had already torn these invaders to pieces!

The narrow bullet of the heavy machine gun not only leaves an eye on the devil, but the impact of the bullet is enough to dismember the devil! Limbs flying, intestines rotting, flesh flying, this is the power of a heavy machine gun, full of blood and brutality.

This great visual impact made the maker of all this, Biaozi, excited, although it was not so high that he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, but it made this killing enthusiast red-faced with excitement, as if he had done something great.

Gao Quan doesn't have time to care about whether Biaozi is out of shape now, he is now busy controlling the chariot under his seat to attack the devil's position. According to the ballistic marks shot by Biaozi, Gao Quan carefully drove the tank, trying to make the heavy fire point of the Japanese army just right to be swept by Biaozi's machine gun.

“！！” A dense metal crash sounded in my ears, and although it was not loud, it made people feel like even the roots of their teeth were sour. This is the sound of the devil's bullet hitting the tank! After the devils came to their senses, they began to fire at the tanks!

"Tom!" Suddenly, the body of the tank shook violently, and even Biaozi's machine gun was crooked. The devil's grenadier hit the tank! Fortunately, although this iron chariot did not have the performance of the European and American powers, it was still able to withstand the blow of the grenadier.

A devil heavy machine gun was smashed to pieces in the rain of bullets, and not only the main and secondary machine gunners were killed on the spot, but even the machine gun was broken into parts.

There must have been a grenadier hidden behind the big rock, and Gao Quan had just seen a puff of smoke coming out of it, and then a small cannonball flew out. Get around! With a flick of the lever, the tank turned around and drove to the side. Biaozi is very good at cooperating, taking advantage of the poor angle of the tank's U-turn, and by the way, he brought a devil's heavy machine gun.

A few yellow shadows flashed in front of him, and Gao Quan's spirit immediately became highly concentrated, this is the devil who is going to use a death squad to blow up the tank! Since his own troops often do this, Gao Quan is quite familiar with this set, and when he saw the movements of the devils, he guessed the goals of the devils.

"Golden Tiger, quick, take the machine gun to the shooting hole, the devil demoman is here!" There are also shooting holes on the tank, and when Gao Quan moved weapons and ammunition into the tank, he also brought a Czech one. At this critical moment, he can drive it alone, free up the golden tiger, and go to kill the devil's death squad.

Of course, Jin Hu's marksmanship is good, holding the machine gun to the shooting hole, a few strings of bullets down, and the devil demoman fell two. Regardless of the front and back, Biaozi's heavy machine gun also killed one. In the rampant traffic, Biaozi took out a grenadier with a string of bullets. Gao Quan just had a glimmer of joy in his heart, a loud bang that almost shook people into deafness, the body shook violently again, and the tank was hit by a grenadier shell again.

This tank can't be damaged by the devil's grenadiers, right? A trace of worry appeared in Gao Quan's heart. He remembered that he had commanded people to blow up the devil's armored car with a massive grenade.

A devil suddenly rushed out from behind a stone twenty meters away, this guy had several grenades tied to his body, and he was still holding a bundle in his arms, Gao Quan shouted: "Golden Tiger, right!" Before he could finish speaking, the devil had already fallen to the ground with his head down. Neither the Golden Tiger, nor the Biaozi, this devil was not killed by either of the two. Gao Quan suddenly heard it, as if the shouting and killing sound behind him was suddenly much louder and closer, and his own troops came up?

Finally, the devil behind the big rock showed half of his body. Biaozi's machine gun went off almost as soon as Gao Quan saw the devil. Gao Quan saw with his own eyes that the devil was smashed to pieces, and then a part of his body flew out of the stone.

In a place where Gao Quan couldn't see, Liu Qi wiped a handful of sweat from his head. This is the fourth Devil Demoman he has killed. The devils are simply crazy, wave after wave, and keep sending Demomen upwards. From the moment he gave the order for the soldiers to protect this tank, Brigade Commander Liu had already taken ten snipers he personally selected to escort this tank, which was related to the fate of many people.

After all, the field of vision on the tank is limited, there are too many blind spots, and the demomen killed by Jin Hu and Biao Zi are not even a third, if it weren't for Liu Qi's unblinking staring in the back, maybe the first tank of the 500 Army would have climbed there and couldn't move.

The sniper protects the tank from threat, and the tank clears the enemy's fire points for the large forces behind, and this kind of heartfelt concern between superiors and subordinates and comrades-in-arms has inadvertently become a classic example of tank and infantry cooperation in combat.

With the removal of the Japanese firepower, our soldiers began to gradually move forward, and when the last devil's heavy machine gun was broken into pieces by Biaozi, the soldiers who had been gathering momentum for a long time let out a mountain of cheers! The trumpet sounded, and the warriors began to charge with their guns. In the devastating offensive of our army, the little resistance of the remaining Japanese army is as ridiculous as a grasshopper shaking a tree.

The devils faltered and panicked. Seeing that there was no hope of perseverance and destruction was imminent, the devils who claimed to have the spirit of bushido began to flee in all directions.

The commander of the devil on the position is a captain of the Shaozo brigade. Seeing that defeat was imminent, this hapless young man planned to fight the enemy to the end like a legendary warrior in Japan, fighting to the last man, until he died heroically. The flight of his subordinates made His Excellency Shaozo feel a great loss of face, and he could even feel the ridicule and contempt of those Chinese on the other side.

Shao Zuo, who was furious, personally shot the three ugly guys who fled, and stabbed the terrified attendants to death with his combat knife. Shao Zuo, who finally took a breath of evil fire in his heart, wiped a handful of blood on his face with a white glove, looked around arrogantly, and was stunned.

How? Why did the loyal officers and soldiers who were still around him just now look at him like ghosts?

"You, come here!" Shao Zuo beckoned his herald to come over, he was going to explain some of the aftermath to this most trusted little soldier.

"Shaozuo, I, I'm loyal to you!" The herald screamed in horror, slid sideways, and took a large step back to the side as if there was an angry tiger in front of him.