The werewolf leader was also ruthless enough, allowing thousands of people to surround the position, blocking the dividing line with shields, and all the war spirits that immediately recovered from the warrior's body were hacked to death with random blades, avoiding unnecessary casualties. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Dead group, last group, to the werewolf leader's rejoice, the trench is full of inexhaustible bullets, and even more fortunately, there are countless grenades, piled up in boxes, which is simply a huge wealth.

The werewolf leader held a mace and immediately ordered the shield soldiers to advance in the rain of bullets, break through the 1,500-meter blockade line, and use grenades to destroy the Dragon Soul Soldiers' Soul Position.

However, the ideal is very good, the reality is very skinny, suddenly, when the Western soldiers broke through a thousand meters, a group of pillboxes appeared in front of them, and began to design them, the bunker masses were crossed, and the firepower was covered by 360 degrees, without dead ends.

Da Da Da ...... Sudden Sudden Sudden ......

Ahh......hh Da Da Da ......

The soldiers of the Western Alliance countries who came by surprise on the battlefield could clearly hear the torn roar of the dragon soul soldier soul in the shooting, they were really like the living soldiers on the battlefield, burning with the enthusiasm and shouts of firing bullets and roaring machine guns.

Bang bang, poof! A shield warrior was shot through the head and fell straight down, and the next moment, the shield was lifted again, and at this moment, the comrades around him, tears of pain, shot through his body with a machine gun, and continued to move forward in the rain of bullets, shouting: "Lu Lisi, Lao Tzu is dead, kill me the same, don't be soft-hearted." ”

The soldier, who had just killed the soul of his comrade-in-arms, suddenly raised his shield and jumped up, and under the strafing of machine gun fire, he threw himself under a pillbox, pulled up a grenade and threw it in.

Touch! The bunker was smashed, the soldier's body was shocked, and the next moment he stood up with a machine gun, not him, it was his soldier soul, a real being, at the moment when he just lifted the machine gun, a bullet burst into the air and shot into the center of the eyebrows, the body dissipated, turned into dust, and the heavy machine gun fell to the ground with a snap.

Wave after wave of Western warriors pounced, blood flowed on the battlefield, and with the scorched battlefield ground, the smoke carried the fishy smell of blood, stimulating the senses and nerves of the soldiers.

One by one, the fighters fell, one by one the fighters stormed, one by one the pillboxes were smashed, one by one the machine guns were raised, and a frantic strafing fire was issued, they were shot through by the bullets, and the resurrected soldier souls were shot by the bullets again, and the soldiers began to approach the position, only a few steps away from the position of the dragon soul soldiers.

"It's successful, it's about to succeed, Ryūsai, warriors of the Great Japanese Empire, lift the butcher's knife in your hand and kill!" Japan's new general, a middle-aged samurai, drew his katana and gave the order to attack.

Fifteen hundred meters was only a few minutes for the Japanese ninja warriors, and they appeared on the position of the dragon soul soldier.

The sword fell, one by one the dragon soul soldier soul was killed, they ran rampant on the position, let out a tearing roar, even if the dragon soul soldier soul used the weapon before death to penetrate the body, at the last moment of death, the blade in the hand was also inserted into the body of the dragon soul soldier soul, so that the dragon soul soldier soul turned into flying ashes, before falling to the ground.

What is even more amazing is that these fallen and revived Japanese soldiers, the souls of the soldiers showed a fierce struggle, and suddenly slashed each other, and died together.

Li Dou admired in his heart, it was worthy of the deep-rooted spirit of the katana, and their warrior soul revived still remnants of their will before death, and the soldier soul was also their enemy, although they had become the warrior spirit.

Japanese soldiers are proud to be soldiers on the battlefield, but when they leave the battlefield, they lose their humanity, and their soldier souls are also inhumane, only slaughter, it can be proudly said that their soldiers' will to fight is indeed terrifying.

The soldiers of the Western Alliance are still attacking, and the death has reached a terrifying 2,000 people, and they are still attacking, and the battlefield of Shura is unbearable, but what is even more shocking and terrifying is that the second blockade position seems to have a ruthless and endless dragon soul soldier soul, dying one after another, blocking the dragon soul warriors from the position.

Da Da Da ...... Sudden ...... Ahh......hhh

The machine gun was still firing angrily, and the number of dead made the werewolf leader's eyes split, screaming and roaring, and continuing to attack, the shields owned by thousands of soldiers formed an iron shield wall at the same time, braving the flying armor-piercing shells to advance, Li Dou could clearly see that one round of shooting could string four or five fighters into a gourd.

Then these soldiers revived their souls, were killed by their comrades, and continued to move forward, this blockade line was piled up with flesh and blood, and the Western soldiers became real cannon fodder.

The battle attacked for an hour, and finally destroyed all the bunkers, and the shield warriors frantically attacked the position, roaring, and killing the dragon soul soldiers in groups, and the battlefield suddenly quieted down, in this battle, there were only more than 7,000 Western warriors left, and the number of casualties reached 5,000.

Li Dou looked at the tragic battlefield, there were corpses lying on the road at a distance of 1,500 meters, and his heart twitched violently, this is how he gave away so many lives with one sentence, and they also paid the price for their actions, especially the Japanese soldiers, who only survived a hundred people at the moment.

A feeling of admiration arose, and Li Dou gave a military salute to the werewolf general: "Respected general, I don't know your name yet." ”

The mace was placed by the werewolf general's side, and his voice was hoarse: "James, honorable General Lee forgive me, I have seen you on the MDY battlefield, and I should apologize to you for killing more people because of my impulsiveness." ”

Li Dou smiled, with embarrassment in his heart, to be honest, if it was him, it would definitely not be such a crazy attack to win, but to disturb the fighting consciousness of the dragon soul and the soul of the soldiers, and break through it in one fell swoop, although he couldn't take the position so quickly, but the only guarantee was to minimize the casualties, victory was not measured by tragic sacrifice, because of how much he could live, in order to measure the victory or defeat of a battle, killing a thousand enemies, and losing eight hundred, for Li Dou, victory is also defeat, there is no reason, this is an out-and-out defeat.

If you have an army of 200,000 and the enemy is 20,000, and finally you beat the enemy back, killing 100,000 and the enemy 10,000, and you tell me that you have won, Li Dou will definitely slap him to death.

The enemy has a gun, you also have a gun handle, the enemy's gun can kill, yours can't kill people, a fucking shot will leave a hole, okay, 10,000 against 100,000, the enemy ran away, you still said that you won, this face is definitely lost to grandma's house, is this a qualified general?

Obviously, Li Dou believes that this James is not a qualified general, but a respectable general, only because of his blood.