The sun is shining, on a mountain road outside Yangzhou, the white dragon horse is flying with four hooves, running like flying, staring ahead, and letting out a chirp from time to time, it seems to be a little annoyed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 🔥 Why? It turned out that there was a man running in front of it, chasing ten miles, but he didn't catch up. This person is naturally Long Xiaotian, who is full of immortal energy. After leaving Hujiazhuang for a day, Long Xiaotian felt that the white dragon horse was running slowly, so he simply dismounted and ran. The north wind blows from behind, and black fox furs flutter in the wind.

Boom, pop, pop, gunfire could be heard in the distance. Long Xiaotian stopped and listened intently. The white dragon horse followed, panting heavily, and rubbing his head against Long Xiaotian's waist continuously, it was convinced.

"Well, most of them are the sound of shooting from the 38 Dagai, as well as the sound of mortars, and some gunshots made by Hanyang." Long Xiaotian muttered to himself and ran away, followed by the white dragon horse. Ten miles out, the gunfire was louder.

Long Xiaotian took out the rifle from the horse and held it in his hand, put the submachine gun and bullet belt on his back, then patted the white dragon horse's head and said, "Xiaobai, stay here and don't move." ”

The white dragon horse seemed to understand his words, and shook his head and snorted.

Long Xiaotian bent down and ran to the top of the hillside to look ahead, only to see more than 100 countries running at the foot of the mountain, and in the front was an officer wearing a big-brimmed hat, with a three-star bar on the red collar badge, and he was a company commander. Behind the national army, a distance of one or two miles, were thirteen Japanese soldiers, holding 38 big covers, and one carrying a plaster flag. The Japanese army chased Guoj and beat him, and Guoj kept falling.

Seeing the Japanese plaster flag, Long Xiaotian immediately remembered the situation of his relatives being killed, and his anger burned. What also made him angry was that a squad of Japanese soldiers chased a company of national fighters.

He estimated the distance of the Japanese army to 800 meters, pulled the 800-meter ruler, aimed at the forehead of the devil at the front, pulled the trigger, snapped, the bullet flew out, and flew past the Japanese soldier with a whoosh. The Japanese soldiers didn't care and continued to chase the national army.

"Well, my hands are shaking, and I want to keep my emotions in check." Long Xiaotian muttered to himself, calmed down, pushed the bullet, aimed at the chest of the first Japanese soldier and fired, the bullet flew into the chest of the Japanese soldier, gushing blood, and the Japanese soldier subconsciously touched his chest and fell. The well-trained Japanese troops immediately stopped the pursuit and watched carefully. They knew that it was not the fleeing national army that had won the fight, so they looked ahead.

Bang, Long Xiaotian shot again, smoke came out of the muzzle, and killed another Japanese soldier.

"Baga, there is an ambush, it's on the hillside!" The Japanese squad leader spoke in Japanese, pointing to the hillside where Long Xiaotian was. More than a dozen Japanese soldiers immediately opened fire on Long Xiaotian, whooshing, bullets flying over his head and beside him.

"Let's fight, little devil, Lao Tzu has the spirit of a great saint and immortal, and he can't be killed." Long Xiaotian said, and simply stood up and shot at the devil. Slap, slap, slap, slap, four shots in a few seconds, knocking down four devils.

At this time, more than 100 national troops stopped and turned to look at Long Xiaotian, but no one came to help.

The devils saw that something was wrong, some of them lay down and shot, and some hid behind rocks and trees.

Long Xiaotian quickly changed the magazine, and at this time, a bullet swished past his hair. He didn't think so, he stood up and shot with a big grin, and two shots were shot, and two more devils fell. The remaining six devils hid behind a boulder and resisted stubbornly, revealing very little.

Long Xiaotian aimed at the helmet of the Japanese soldier and fired, snapped, the bullet penetrated the helmet, and the red blood and white brains of the Japanese soldier appeared on his forehead, and his body fell. The five Japanese soldiers were finally frightened, did not dare to raise their heads, and put their guns on the stones indiscriminately. Long Xiaotian aimed at the barrel of a Japanese soldier and fired, and the bullet swished into the barrel and exploded with a click. The four Japanese soldiers behind the boulder took their guns back, and their faces turned green with fright, is there such a magical marksmanship?

Long Xiaotian ran down the hill with a gun in his right hand, faster than a rabbit. He deliberately slowed down because someone was watching. Even so, it also made the group of national soldiers feel incredible, can people run as fast as dogs?

A Japanese soldier took a quick look and just wanted to retract his neck, but it was too late, Long Xiaotian shot quickly, and the bullet passed through his eye.

"Squad leader, support n people...... Ran over, and ...... Three hundred meters. These were the last words of this Japanese soldier.

"What?" The squad leader of the Japanese army felt incredible, and he was seven or eight hundred meters away. He looked at the two Japanese soldiers and said, "Wait a minute, the three of us stand up together and shoot, I say three counts, now prepare!" The three men held their guns, their fingers on the trigger, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

"One ......, two ......," the Japanese squad leader shouted.

Before he could shout three, Long Xiaotian had already run to a distance of two hundred meters from the big stone, pulled out a grenade, turned on the fuse, and threw it casually.

"Three." The Japanese squad leader shouted, and as soon as the three of them stood up, Long Xiaotian's grenade hit the top of their heads, and exploded, and the three people's heads and bodies were covered with shrapnel, and they struggled a few times to die.

Wow, the onlookers were all stunned, and they killed a squad of Japanese soldiers by themselves, and they fought cleanly. They all started running, this time back.

Cool, killing the Japanese devil is cool, Long Xiaotian put away the gun, put his hands in his pockets, and whistled to the dead body of the Japanese army. The national army surrounded one after another, talking nonsense:

"Brother, that's amazing!"

"Oops, still a kid. Such a cow! ”

Long Xiaotian looked at this group of wrecks, and he was angry, and reprimanded: "You have to be shameless, are you a man, a company of people is chased and beaten by a class of small Japan!" ”

The group bowed their heads in shame.

Guo J Company strode up to Long Xiaotian, his face was serious, and he said, "This brother, thank you for killing the Japanese soldiers and saving our lives." What is your last name? ”

"Long Xiaotian!" Long Xiaotian replied.

"Thank you again. However, your shooting skills are really superb, and that is also with the help of a neutral rifle. The grenade just took advantage of a gust of wind to fly so far and blow up the devil! However, we are not a bad seed, we are not the Central Army, our 89th Army was reorganized by the Security Corps after the war, and the guys in our hands are all made in Hanyang, the shooting distance is short, and the Japanese army shoots at each other, and is beaten alone. Listen to the cannon sound of the little Japan in front again, do we have it? The company commander of the national army said, his voice excited.

"Hehe, it's reasonable to be a soft egg. Say, Who are you? Long Xiaotian rolled his eyes and asked disdainfully.

"I'm not a bad breed, and it's not a soft d, I'm the captain of the company Xiang Biao!" The company commander of the national army said, a little angry.

"Where?" Long Xiaotian asked.

"Suqian." Xiang Biao replied.

"Phew, you are really embarrassed by the face of Jiangsu people, and the face of Xiang Yu! Suqian is Xiang Yu's hometown, brave and invincible, he would rather commit suicide than flee for his life, what about you. You can't be a descendant of Xiang Yu, right? Long Xiaotian roared and reprimanded, pointing at Xiang Biao with his hand.

Xiang Biao's face turned red, Xiang Yu was really his ancestor, although he was not a direct line. But Xiang Biao has admired Xiang Yu since he was a child and is his idol. Today, he was scolded by Long Xiaotian by pointing his nose, and he also moved out of his ancestor Xiang Yu, which ignited Xiang Biao's blood. He looked around, waved his hand, and said loudly: "Brothers, as a soldier, you must not be afraid of death, and as a man, you must not be afraid of death." As long as it's a man, go back with me to save the commander and fight with little Japan! ”

Everyone has blood, and those who take the lead in becoming officials work hard, and their subordinates naturally have more courage. The soldiers raised their arms one after another and shouted: "Fight with Little Japan, fight!" The passionate voice soared into the sky!