Liu Changfeng was very excited, his heart was boiling, he couldn't help himself, suddenly the tiger roared, his figure shook, he rushed forward, and he arrived at the side of the river with a few ups and downs, and immediately raised his breath and ran quickly, chasing wildly in the direction of the little devil's retreat, as fast as a galloping horse, and his body was as strong as a dragon, and he went far in an instant.

Only then did Li Rong and the others react, Liu Changfeng was emotional, his performance was abnormal, everyone didn't know what was going on, they looked at each other, and they didn't know what to do.

''Brother Liu, wait for me. Suddenly, Li Rong gritted her teeth, screamed, exerted force under her feet, and rushed out with a sniper rifle.

Everyone was stunned again, and after a while, Qin Sihai, Qin Xiaobao, A Lin, Erdan and others also chased out

Liu Changfeng ran while roaring, the whistling sound was like thunder, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring, roaring and galloping, ringing through the air, and the sound spread far away.

Zhuo Wei, Situ Ming and Mo Haitao were chasing the Japanese in battle formation, shooting accurately while running, the movements were skillful and smooth, pleasing to the eye, and every shot fired, a Japanese soldier fell, and the bullet was not missed.

Suddenly, everyone slowed down, listened attentively, with an incredible expression on their faces, the three of them glanced at each other, and all nodded, and suddenly their faces were full of joy and excitement.

''It's the head, it's him, it must be him.'' Zhuo Wei gasped, her voice trembling slightly, and she spoke incoherently with excitement.

"Yes, it's the head, such a domineering howl is not something that ordinary people can make. Mo Haitao was excited, panting and said.

''Yes, yes, I think it's the head, too. Situ Ming couldn't help but dance and said.

The three of them stopped, turned around together, looked back, and saw a figure in the distance rushing quickly and unabsolutely, like a tiger coming down the mountain, imaginative, the familiar camouflage uniform, the familiar figure, yes, it's the head, it's him, everyone was excited, couldn't help but burst into tears, the blood in their hearts surged, galloping, and couldn't help but look up to the sky at the same time and roar, the sound shook the sky, like thunder rolling, galloping.

Situ Ming and Mo Haitao were in a stirring mood, their blood was surging, and they couldn't help but run back, they couldn't wait to reunite with their heads and their life and death comrades.

''Come back. Zhuo Wei shouted loudly, looked at them excitedly, and said; "Why don't I want to be like you, I can't wait to run over and meet the head immediately, but if you think about it, just now the head must have led someone to stop the little devil, but now that the little devil has run away, don't you want to catch up and destroy the little devil as a gift to the head?"

Situ Ming and Mo Haitao reacted suddenly, nodded excitedly, their blood surged, their faces were full of strong battle intent, and the murderous aura of the tiger was surging out.

''This is a must-have, I agree.'' Mo Haitao said with a fanatical face.

''My husband goes on his horse and kills the enemy, and I agree to this day.' Situ Ming straightened his chest, his expression was solemn, and his eyes were dignified.

"Okay, Cantonese Tsai is interspersed with the opposite side, Sichuan Yan is along this direction, I am in the center, we go hand in hand, and serve the little devil in one pot." Zhuo Wei said murderously, her face was like frost, her eyes were cold, the five fingers of her right hand were together, and she pointed forward forcefully, shouting; ''Go. ‘’

Zhuo Wei took the lead, with an alert face, holding a sniper rifle, bending slightly, and rushed out first, and her body full of youthful breath quickly chased in the direction of the Japanese. Situ Ming and Mo Haitao were not far behind, with a low roar, they pounced out like tigers, and moved towards their respective goals.

Eishou on the mountain lost his soul with the remnants of the soldiers, fled in embarrassment, his war horse has long been unknown, there is a branch behind the person in pursuit, although the number is not much, it seems that there are only three people, but the marksmanship of the person is amazing, almost no bullets, and there are more than a dozen heroic imperial soldiers jade shattered, think that the former heroic Imperial Japanese Army dared to pursue the army of ten times its own, but now it is good, it has completely fallen, and only three people dare to pursue their own dozens of troops, it is really a shame. No, you have to fight back, Hideshou Yamagami gritted his teeth, brandished his command knife, and shouted loudly; ''Baga, stop me, kill these abominable Shina people, shoot ......''

Under the command of Hidetoshi Yamagami, the Japanese soldiers stopped, lying down to shoot, and some people shot in a kneeling position, and the sound of gunfire continued to sound, as if fried beans.

Zhuo Wei, Situ Ming and Mo Haitao were suddenly in danger, but the three of them still did not stop the pace of attacking, they faced the rain of bullets and bullets of the Japanese soldiers, swift as the wind, erratic, flickering and moving, often avoiding the bullets of the Japanese soldiers when they could not fire, they sometimes jumped on the ground, sometimes like a cheetah running at high speed, and the sniper rifle in their hands let out a few roars from time to time, shooting the Japanese soldiers accurately.

Yingshou on the mountain was stunned for a moment, are these people the devil? How can this be? He only felt a chill rise from under his feet. Seeing that those few people were getting closer and closer, and there were fewer and fewer surviving soldiers, Hideoshiro Yamagai's hand holding the knife involuntarily trembled slightly, and he didn't even have the courage to escape.

Suddenly, Zhuo Wei screamed, and with a whoosh, she rushed in front of the Japanese soldiers, and then there were two long howls next to her, Situ Ming and Mo Haitao left and right, and suddenly appeared in the formation of the Japanese soldiers.

The remnants of the Japanese soldiers stood up one after another, huddled together, and clicked out of the bullets in the chambers, it was obvious that they were ready for a white-knuckle fight.

Zhuo Wei, Situ Ming and Mo Haitao looked at each other and smiled, put the sniper rifle on their backs, and pulled out the Type 65 army dagger.

"There are also twenty-five little devils, it's hard to divide." Mo Haitao said nonchalantly.

''Don't talk nonsense, we rely on our ability, we have it quickly, and we hammer our chests if we are slow.'' Situ Ming said arrogantly.

"Don't argue, eight people for eight, the captain belongs to me." Zhuo Wei was even more arrogant, looking at the Japanese soldiers huddled together, her face full of disdain.

Yingshou on the mountain had a fierce look in his eyes, his face was hideous, he waved his command knife, and shouted hoarsely; ''Warriors, charge, kill, give ......''

Zhuo Wei sneered, held the knife in her backhand, and rushed forward, the army dagger in her hand swung out like lightning, and a Japanese soldier was stabbed in the throat, blood gushed out, and he fell to the ground and died. Situ Ming and Mo Haitao were not far behind, they shouted loudly, and rushed forward majestically, the sword light in their hands was flying, invincible.

In an instant, all the Japanese soldiers were killed, only the trembling Yamagami Eishou remained, and suddenly Zhuo Wei screamed, a powerful and powerful whip kick kicked out, and kicked Yamagami Eishou in the abdomen, Yamagami Eishou flew out like a kite with a broken string, spurting out a mouthful of blood in the air, and died of anger.

There was a burst ......of applause behind the three of them, and Liu Changfeng burst into tears and walked over slowly.