The momentum is Changhong, the big knife is slashed, the devil stands in place with stunned eyes, blood flows from his forehead to both sides, covering his face violently, the bayonet in his hand falls to the ground, and the devil goes down vertically. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The soldiers gritted their teeth, their faces were bloodied, and they squandered their youth, wielding the broadswords in their hands to slash and kill the devils.

"Poof!"

The bayonets of the two devils pierced the soldier's abdomen, and blood gushed out like a faucet.

"Ahhh~" The soldier slashed at the devil's bayonet with a big knife, and "poof" another devil stabbed him in the chest.

The soldier's head stretched forward slightly, his throat contracted sharply, blood overflowed from his mouth, and he stretched out his hands, and the bloodthirsty broadsword in his hand was inserted into the ground, and the blood on the broadsword slid down with the smooth blade.

The devil kicked the soldier out, and the soldier fell to the ground.

Liao Changsheng turned around, the edges of his eyes were splashed with the blood of the devil, his eyes were red, and he dragged the big knife towards the devil.

The arm strength is amazing, and a knife slashes horizontally into the devil's waist, sinking ten centimeters deep, and the sound of the devil's bones shattering can be heard.

Suddenly pulled out the knife, the devil spun half a circle along the big knife, and blood splashed and fell to the ground.

Liao Changsheng wrinkled the bridge of his nose, like a beast of fierce beast baring its fangs, and walked towards the other two devils.

The devil cowered with his bayonet, and slowly took a few steps back with his military hat.

"Yaga!"

The two devils glanced at each other, rushed up with bayonets, and Liao Changsheng threw the big knife in his hand sideways.

"Wow~"

The blade slapped the devil's military hat, the devil was a little dizzy, his steps staggered, and Liao Changsheng immediately slashed into the devil's neck.

The arteries ruptured, and blood gushed out at a high pressure, reaching a height of three meters.

pulled out the big knife and kicked the devil away, and the remaining stabbed devil was held by Liao Changsheng with both hands and pierced through the abdomen straight through the abdomen, pulling out the intestines.

The soldier next to him, who was fighting with the devil on the ground, pulled out the bayonet on the devil's gun and stabbed the devil in the chest, the devil held the soldier's hand and froze in mid-air, both of them gritted their teeth and shook their hands.

"Ah~"

The soldier roared, the power suddenly exploded, and the bayonet fell, but the devil did not hold on, and the bayonet stabbed into the devil's eye along the force of the devil's resistance.

Bloody goo squirted out.

"Poof~" The soldier spit out the sticky matter stained by his mouth, and continued to stab the devil three times in the chest, and the bayonet brought out a stream of blood that splattered dozens of centimeters high, and the devil was quiet and screamed.

The soldier slowly stood up, his body was already a little tired, and smiled at Liao Changsheng.

Liao Changsheng also responded with a smile.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, the soldier's smile stiffened, and the soldier's body slowly folded downward, knelt on the ground, and died on the ground.

Behind him, a devil with a 38 big cover rifle was retreating, continuing to aim at Liao Changsheng.

The devil was about to pull the trigger, Liao Changsheng strode forward, and the big knife fell from the sky, removing half of the devil's right hand.

The white bones were embedded in the flesh, and the devil wailed in grief, rolling on the ground with his stump.

Liao Changsheng simply solved him to make him less painful, the tip of the knife slowly penetrated into the devil's chest, the devil's eyes bulged, his body bounced slightly, and he died.

The disastrous battlefield was lit with smoke and black fog, pitted and unsightly, and corpses were covered with corpses on the ground, some stacked in several layers.

Liao Changsheng's eyes swept around, extremely tragic.

Several devils stabbed Jin Pengfei with bayonets, Jin Pengfei blocked the devil's attack with one hand, and protected the injured Wu Ting with the other.

Wu Ting's arm was cut open, bleeding profusely, and her lips were a little pale.

Liao Changsheng hurriedly rushed over, hacked one to death with a knife, and blocked in front of Jin Pengfei.

"Take her down and bandage her." Liao Changsheng glared at the devil angrily and said to the brother behind him.

When Jin Pengfei helped Wu Ting slowly retreat, Liao Changsheng added, "It's almost time!" ”

Jin Pengfei understood Liao Changsheng's words, and according to what he said at the beginning, he must keep the daughter of the commander of the 42nd Army.

"Brother Changsheng, hold on!" Jin Pengfei hugged Wu Ting and withdrew.

Liao Changsheng and the devil slashed and slashed, his body was slashed by a smooth bayonet, and his arms and waist were bleeding blood.

Liao Changsheng killed a few devils, and his physical strength was exhausted, and he knelt on one knee with a big knife, panting.

The devils who charged did not get a bargain, and suffered heavy losses in the fight with the soldiers, and some of the remaining ones fled back in embarrassment.

The strength of the 137th Regiment is close to supporting the second line of defense, and it is only a matter of time before the devils break through the city.

People live to earn their breath, and the remaining brothers are not afraid at all, waiting for the devil to come again.

"Good! Very good! Muto was not angry with the defeated soldiers, on the contrary, he was happy.

Compared with the 137th Regiment, the troops led by him are more than three times larger, and the firepower is even more huge.

The wheel battle came repeatedly, and the losses of the 137th Regiment were obviously more serious, and it seemed that it could not last long.

"Let's give them some gifts!" Muto handed the binoculars to Kameda and said that he had already sat in the car early and enjoyed the cheers of victory.

"Put!" Kameda pulled out his Taiwa sword and pointed to the second line of defense.

"Knock, knock!

The cannon shook, and the muzzle of the cannon erupted into the air at high pressure, flying at great speed with dense fog and sparks.

"Boom!"

Again the earth was covered with mud and sand, and waves of air with shrapnel and gravel lapped against the soldiers.

The soldier seemed to be unconscious, did not react, sat still and continued not to move, regaining his strength.

Wu Ting heard the sound of cannons, stood up and ran in the direction of Liao Changsheng and the soldiers.

"Can't go!" was pulled by Jin Pengfei.

"Let go of me, I'm the head of the regiment!" Wu Ting struggled with her slender arm.

Jin Pengfei remembered what Liao Changsheng had told him, but there was really no way to stun Wu Ting.

Wu Ting squinted her eyes and fell into Jin Pengfei's arms, she could still vaguely see the familiar figure covered by the falling cannonballs, but her limbs were no longer controllable.

Jin Pengfei carried Wu Ting down from the west of the city to the river, got on a small wooden boat, and rowed quickly towards Fuling along the river.

"Girl, you're so strong." Liao Changsheng said silently in his heart, the corners of his mouth were curled up to reveal a faint smile, Wu Ting is like a teacher, from Rooster Crown City to now, this woman has taught herself too much.

Liao Changsheng suddenly had nothing to rely on, the people around him were gone, and those familiar voices seemed to still be in his mind, so he took advantage of this free time to read them.

The devil's shell didn't disturb him, the explosion of the shell repeatedly tore at the corpse on the ground, and the flesh and blood falling in mid-air didn't seem to feel anything in front of Liao Changsheng's eyes.

Not only him, but the remaining soldiers of the 137th Regiment behaved very calmly, and life and death were just a thought.