Okay, the fat man admits that he has been killed to the point of relent, but thinking about the horrific Nanjing Massacre, he feels that even if he exhausts the strength of every body cell, he must persevere. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Kill, kill, kill, even if the history of later generations says that he is an executioner, and he will be stinking for 10,000 years, it will not stop him from avenging this calamitous nation, and all invaders must be killed!

His eyes had turned blood-red, his face was expressionless, Garand M1 ran out of bullets, took out twenty rounds and continued to shoot, twenty rounds of bullets were gone, took out a powerful Browning, held the gun in both hands, and shot while heading towards the little devil pile.

The flying soldiers behind the fat man were infected by his killing intent, and followed him one by one with guns, shooting while advancing towards the little devil pile.

When the bullets ran out, he picked up a three-eight type with a bayonet, and in this way led the soldiers behind him into the pile of little devils.

This kind of flesh-and-blood collision fight, the usual fat man tried his best to avoid this situation, but at this moment he has already killed the red eye, and only by killing the last little devil who can stand up will he stop this madness.

......The pheasant neck of the outer flying army desperately covered the fat man and the team in hand-to-hand combat, and the fire network composed of machine guns swept away the piles of little devils.

Finally, until everyone collapsed, nearly 70,000 little devils lay on the ground, corpses on top of corpses, the air was filled with the smell of blood, and the stench of little devils was sparse, challenging the already numb sense of smell of the flying soldiers.

In the center of the corpse pile, the surviving little devil officers, holding command knives, looked in horror at the fat man and the flying army who surrounded them and killed the red-eyed man, and were trembling by the executioner-like killing intent, revealing a frightened expression.

"Stop!" The fat man looked at the more than 100 little devil officers, the two little devil lieutenant general division commanders who were protecting the central position, his eyes were shining, and he suddenly became interested, just like a hungry person seeing a sumptuous dish, he gave an order to let the soldiers stop killing.

With this angry scream, outsiders would never have imagined that he, who was prostrated at this moment, could still roar such a loud voice.

Even the Flying Army soldiers, who were using pheasant neck strafing on the periphery, stopped shooting.

The soldiers all thought that he was going to capture prisoners, and they were all a little puzzled, didn't our flying army leave little devils to take prisoners?!

"The two little devils in the middle, the lieutenant general and the division commander, no one is allowed to move, they are the fat man's, and the other little devils are all stabbed by the fat master!" The fat man stared at his target, a greedy and playful look.

The soldiers were stunned, and suddenly came back to their senses, it turned out that it was my uncle who fell in love with the commander of the little devil lieutenant general division and didn't let others get involved!

It's no wonder that the commander of the major general's brigade who had a fake negotiation before swept away the little devils around him, and he was depressed, this time he had to say it first, otherwise the two fat lieutenant generals and division commanders let the soldiers rob them again, and they were not wronged!

"Uncle, is it another little devil officer to be slaughtered by us?" Jia Daodao, the warrior who left the periphery, had already joined the ranks of the little devils with blades, and the pheasant neck on the periphery was commanded by Xiao Banshan.

It's not that he can't hear the fat man's voice, but he still has to ask, otherwise he will catch the fat man's pigtails and punish him for push-ups on the spot, and these little devil officers will have no part in him.

The fat man felt that he had to speak hard, and nodded, and the tiger had already rushed forward with a machete.

This made the fat man cry in his heart, it seems that his physical strength is not even as good as that of a tiger, no, he has to find a way to lose weight!

"Kill-" A group of fighters followed behind Saihu and rushed forward with bayonets.

The bullets are all gone, and they are not even willing to waste the time to pick up the 38 covers on the ground, and these little devil officers are even more happy to kill!

Jia Daode hurriedly chased after him, regretting his intestines, why do you want to ask the fat man, isn't it over if you kill it directly, it's good now, it's better for the soldiers to take the lead, and the commander of the little devil lieutenant general division is the fat man's dish.

Nearly 1,000 soldiers grabbed more than 100 little devil officers, and only ten people were divided into one, and if they were slow, there would be no part for him.

These little devil officers watched the flying soldiers rushing up from all directions, and they all raised their command knives and greeted them.

They couldn't help but resist, and when the fat man decided to "sweep" them, they knew that this moment would come sooner or later, and they also expected to die like a samurai.

Just when Sai Lao Hu and Jia Daode were leading the soldiers to be aggressive, preparing to slash the little devil officer, their familiar voice suddenly sounded!

"Da Da Da ......"

The little devil officers who were frantically counter-charging were shot one after another, and they all held their command knives and fell straight to the ground, many of them dead without looking at them.

This abominable baga fat man is not even allowed to die a glorious death?!

"Da da da......" Makqin continued to strafe, and the little devil officers fell down in pieces, and even the two little devil lieutenant general division commanders who were standing in the center and pretending to be calm with their eyes closed were beaten into a sieve by the bullets splashed by Makqin, and then fell straight in a pool of blood.

It wasn't until all these little devil officers were harvested that Maxim stopped shooting!

It's unbearable, he actually dares to kill the big boss of the tiger race, Jia Daodao, the four-boss who robs the little devil officer, and even the target of the fat man, the commander of the two little devil lieutenant generals, is also bold!

Sai Lao Hu and Jia Daode turned their heads violently at almost the same time, and their eyes, which were originally not angry and threatening, instantly became well-behaved and lovely when they saw the Makqin heavy machine gunner.

It was none other than their uncle who shot with the Makqin heavy machine gun, the fat man!

"It's still a lot of Mak, a big list!" The fat man sighed and let go of Makqin's grip, got up, clapped his hands to get out of the way, returned Makqin to the heavy machine gun shooter, then took out a new cigar from his blood-stained pocket, put it in his mouth, and then found a place where there was no corpse of the little devil and sat down.

Sai Laohu, Jia Daodao, Li Liu, and a group of soldiers rolled their eyes at the same time, and they had to calculate for the fat man, and deliberately let them rush ahead, but they used the Makqin heavy machine gun that caught up from behind, and broke through the nearly 100 little devil officers.

This time they have seen it, the most poisonous thing is the fat man's heart, and they have to be on guard in the future, otherwise they won't be able to take advantage of the little devil officer.

The general trend has been decided, and more than 70,000 little devils, regardless of death or injury, are all lying on Blind Ridge!

"Maybe there are little devils who missed, and it's sour to stab them with a bayonet!" The fat man said loudly to himself.

Sai Laohu, Jia Daode and Li Liuyi listened, yes, 70,000 little devils are all pushed over, there must be some of them who are not dead, they haven't said anything, add a bayonet, and by the way, they can clean up the battlefield...... (To be continued.) )