Xiao Zhange emptied his three magazines and fifteen rounds, put the 38 big cover on his back, and took out the shell gun. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info fifteen points of bullets, he knocked down four devils, because the bullet penetration of the 38 big cover is extremely strong, he can't be sure whether these four devils will be killed, so he is very dissatisfied with this result. I don't know if it's because of the different types of troops, so the training methods are different, and the quality of individual soldiers is also different, after this firefight, he can clearly feel that these devil infantry, the degree of difficulty, is much stronger than the previous devil cavalry, and it has far exceeded his expectations. He cowered behind a raised rock, listening to the movement down the hill as he glanced at the others. Including Xin Guangjian and Jin Chunlin, there were seven people on their side, two of whom had been wounded, and Xiang Maolin, who was seriously injured, was injured in his right leg.

Xiao Zhange: "Xiang Maolin." ”

Xiang Maolin's face was depigmented in pain, and there were beads of sweat the size of soybeans on his forehead, but his eyes were still clear. He responded to Xiao Zhan Ge in a hoarse voice: "Instructor Xiao, you say." ”

At a distance of nearly ten meters, Xiao Zhange looked at him and said, "Promise me, don't give up easily." ”

Xiang Maolin bared his teeth and smiled, his smile was a little hideous, but in Xiao Zhange's eyes, there was both hardness, sunshine, and something that made his heart tremble. "I don't want to die, but our division commander said that the reason why you are called a master is that you can stand up without hesitation when you should stand up - I am a rough person and don't know any big truths, but I think it's time for me to stand up like a man," Xiang Maolin finished word by word, and the smile on his face became two points stronger.

Facing the same smile as the Mao Lin masters, Xiao Zhange wanted to say something, but the words choked in his throat. Suddenly there was some warm liquid on his face, he took a deep breath and forced him to close his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was something sharp in his eyes. He raised the shell gun in his right hand, silently counting in his heart, and suddenly, he jumped forward, and then half-squatted more than a meter away from the hiding stone, shouted "hit" in his mouth, flipped the wrist of his right hand, and pulled the trigger to the end.

Below Xiao Zhange, about thirty meters away from him, a devil cat with a gun on his waist was staring vigilantly at the stone where Xiao Zhange was hiding. On the left hand side of the devil, five or six meters diagonally below, a devil soldier lay on the ground, holding his gun on a broken branch, aiming at the stone. A little further back, the three devils lined up the words, and the three rifles pointed to the front, the right front, and the left front, and they moved forward resolutely step by step. Zooming out a little further, more than a dozen devil machine gunners were standing or lying on their stomachs, or sitting in the motorcycle bucket box, and the muzzles of no less than two of them were also facing the stone where Xiao Zhange was hiding.

From Sasaki Jiro's point of view, the ghost soldiers who were killed by Xiao Zhange and them with the 38 big cover points before died a valuable death. It was precisely because of these devils who blocked Xiao Zhange's guns, and other devils had the opportunity to approach Xiao Zhange.

"Bo Bo Bo-" Xiao Zhan's barge gun on the singer spewed out a tongue of fire, and the devil closest to him instinctively made a half-squat action, and was hit several times in the chest and abdomen, and his body trembled violently as if he was electrocuted for more than a second, and fell to the ground with a bang. Xiao Zhange jumped out, aiming at the devil infantry and machine gunners who were hiding in the rocks, and almost instinctively pulled the trigger when his nerves were highly tense.

"Horn, aggressive......" The stone was immediately sparked. At the same time, the rain of bullets shot by Xiao Zhange had already enveloped the devil who was aiming on the ground, and the devil was hit several times in the face and forehead, and the whole face was rotten in an instant. Xiao Zhange's right hand trembled, the shell gun in his hand continued to splash bullets wantonly, and the three devils arranged in a zigzag pattern, the one on the far left was caught off guard, and he fell down with a scream. The other two devils reacted quickly, but one chose to turn the muzzle of the gun and aim at Xiao Zhange, but he was also swept away by the rain of bullets, and he died after screaming. Another chose to lie on the ground first, and luckily escaped this catastrophe.

Xiao Zhange shouted "fight" a moment ago, and Xin Guangjian and others showed their existence in their own way. Seven shell guns were fired at the same time, no less than the concentrated fire of seven submachine guns. In an instant, one hundred and twenty bullets were poured out, and the devils in front of them were caught off guard, and they fell down one by one.

Xiao Zhange pulled the trigger a moment ago, and the next moment, his feet exerted force, and he had already rushed towards Xiang Maolin.

The devil shooter, who aimed at the two machine guns where he was hiding in the rocks, immediately turned his guns and fired after him when he realized that he had missed the shot. However, on the ever-changing battlefield, the fighters are fleeting, and they may have only slowed down by a few tenths of a second at first, and then, these tenths and zeros of a second became a curse, allowing them to only chase Xiao Zhange's figure and splash bullets over. "Puff-" I don't know how many grass stems and branches have been broken by bullets, "Du-du-" and I don't know how many tree trunks have been hit by bullets, "Whoosh--" This is the sound of a bullet hitting a miss, or hitting a hard obstacle and changing its track...... Under the ensemble of several voices, Xiao Zhange's figure was like an earthy yellow lightning, flashing in the bushes and between the grass and trees, and the devil who was staring at him lost his trace.

"Retreat up the mountain!" Xiao Zhange shouted and shouted, and a bullet grazed in front of him with a "whoosh". There was a burning sensation in his nose, and his face felt the temperature, he broke out in a cold sweat, and directly threw Xiang Maolin, who was still half-squatting, to the ground.

Xiang Maolin was engrossed in changing the magazine, and was unexpectedly stopped by Xiao Zhange, he raised his eyebrows and turned his head to glare.

"Want to die?" Xiao Zhan Ge took the lead and scolded viciously. Cursing, he rolled away from Xiang Maolin, half lying on the ground, quickly changing the magazine, and then helped him up, squatted down with his back to him, and said, "Come up." ”

"I'll stay behind!"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up!"

"Instructor Xiao, I have a broken leg."

"Lao Tzu knows, hurry up!"

"Our division commander said—"

"Your division commander said, don't give up lightly if you are a master. can not die but want to die, that's not a master, it's two hundred and five. ”

Xin Guangjian and Jin Chunlin came back and forth, bullets "whizzing" over their heads from time to time, and Jin Chunlin stood up from behind a tree and made a gesture to return fire. Xiao Zhange looked up and shouted, "Wait." ”

With the help of Xin Guangjian, Xiao Zhange turned his back to Mao Lin, he first ran two steps diagonally with his waist bent, and then shouted at Jin Chunlin: "Fire!" ”

Before Jin Chunlin could fire, there was the sound of shell guns on the top of the mountain, and then the sound of the 38 big cover and the crooked handle machine gun also sounded, Xiao Zhange knew that the devil who had crossed the corner had outflanked him. "Nima!" He complained in his heart, and when Jin Chunlin fired the shell gun in his hand, he gritted his teeth, put Xiang Maolin on his back, and ran wildly towards the mountain.