On the battlefield of Shanghai, the Japanese army frantically pounced, the ** desperate resistance on the position, and the fierce artillery fire made the entire battlefield a mess. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In defensive positions, the Japanese attack had just been repulsed, and one regiment defending the forward position, with only one battalion of fighters left, had just withdrawn another regiment to defend on the orders of the division commander, and the Japanese pounced again.

The flames of war were like fireworks in the night to light up the battlefield, and the ** soldiers who had withdrawn from the defense began to retreat into Shanghai, and the large army had been scattered in the battle.

There was only one regiment left on the position to resist desperately, and under the fierce Japanese fire, the Japanese army was about to break through the defensive line, and suddenly a white light **** was on the battlefield, and Ma Xiaojun landed on the battlefield like a celestial.

Suddenly, a bullet flew towards Ma Xiaojun, Ma Xiaojun's eyes contracted and subconsciously blocked with his arm, and the bullet hit his wrist, bang! The tracker was shattered by bullets.

"Holy shit, who is that, still fucking alive, this kid has a big life, call that kid back to me." The ** regiment commander on the defensive position stared at the standing Ma Xiaojun on the battlefield.

"Boy, come back quickly, cover in a row." A battalion commander roared at Ma Xiaojun.

Ma Xiaojun's body shook, and he stared at the devil who came at him in shock: "Grandma's, Lao Tzu has poured blood mold for eight lifetimes, just cross it, and send Lao Tzu directly to the battlefield, I rely on it!" ”

Ma Xiaojun pointed his middle finger directly at the sky, and quickly picked up a rifle at his feet. Headshots, clicks, bumps, headshots, one shot at a time, five shots in a row, and the last shot kills two birds with one stone.

"Good! Attaboy. The commanders on the position applauded loudly, and at this moment Ma Xiaojun quickly retreated, and one bullet after another shot the vital point of the Japanese soldiers as if they had opened their eyes, and the guns were killed.

Shocking, it was simply an unprecedented shock, Ma Xiaojun's performance made the blood of the soldiers in the defensive position boil, and more than a dozen heavy machine guns fired wildly to cover Ma Xiaojun.

Ma Xiaojun jumped into the defensive position with a rifle, and leaned on the fortifications with a blue face: "Mother, I'm unlucky." ”

In the dark night, Ma Xiaojun's clothes were not noticed, wearing the brand-new training clothes of the People's Republic of China.

The company commander of the defensive position lifted Ma Xiaojun up, put it in front of him, and gave Ma Xiaojun a sniper rifle: "Boy, good marksmanship, follow Lao Tzu." ”

"Follow you?" Ma Xiaojun rolled his eyes, stared at the battlefield, touched the sniper rifle in his hand, and felt the real gun: "Obediently, really, what kind of place is this." ”

The company commander looked at Ma Xiaojun strangely, and looked at the strange clothes on his body: "You kid is not a soldier, say who you are." But the company commander didn't feel right, but the young man in front of him had the air of a soldier.

"Who said that Lao Tzu was not a soldier, Lao Tzu just took the wrong road, touched the wrong way, and damn it was inexplicably done to the devil." Ma Xiaojun rolled his eyes and said.

Ma Xiaojun is not stupid, he even clearly told them that he had crossed over from the 21st century, and he was afraid that he would be directly regarded as a madman, but Ma Xiaojun didn't know that whether he was a madman or not, where he came from, the amazing marksmanship alone impressed this company commander.

"You kid, are you still confused, Lao Tzu will tell you that this is Shanghai, we are fighting against the little devils and guarding the big Shanghai." The company commander said.

"What, the Battle of Shanghai!" Ma Xiaojun slapped his face vigorously, realized that he was not dreaming, and finally accepted the reality, slowly raised the sniper rifle, and sniped out a Japanese officer with a bang.

"Good!" The company commander slapped the position suddenly: "Boy, after the battle, Lao Tzu invites you to drink and asks the regiment commander to give you a platoon commander to do it." ”

Ma Xiaojun's face was in a cold sweat, staring at the Japanese army that was rushing to the black pressure, and once again killed a Japanese officer, he was not optimistic about this battle, history records, this battle was defeated, as a platoon commander, it would be good if my mother could get out alive.

"Good boy, when you are a platoon leader, I feel wronged by you." The Japanese troops were getting closer and closer, and the company commander finally gave the order to shoot.

The battle lasted for three days and three nights, the Japanese army became more and more fierce, the soldiers began to flee and retreat from the battlefield, and Ma Xiaojun was covered with filth, and followed the defeated soldiers into Shanghai.

The bustling Shanghai, the quaint atmosphere made Ma Xiaojun re-examine himself, integrate into this era, the tracker was broken, and it was not an overnight thing to repair, he didn't want to find any bullshit troops, although he became the captain of the 21st Century Special Brigade at a young age, but after all, he was still not deeply involved in the world, and he was full of curiosity about this big Shanghai.

"Lao Tzu is not a bullshit soldier, if you want to find it, you can find the Eighth Route Army, how to say that Lao Tzu is also an excellent soldier of the People's Republic of China." On the bustling streets of Shanghai, Ma Xiaojun held ten oceans in his hand and listened to the singing of Yingying from the nightclub.

"Brother, this is my savings, it's useless if Lao Tzu dies, I hope I can help you live, remember, escape." The company commander took out ten pieces of ocean from his pocket and put them in Ma Xiaojun's hand.

This company commander admired Ma Xiaojun very much, but Ma Xiaojun's company resisted desperately, and when the Japanese army attacked the position, this person was left with more than 20 soldiers surrounded by dozens of Japanese devils, and the bright bayonets seemed to be a call from hell.

The soldiers had run out of bullets, and they gathered together, and a Japanese interpreter walked into the encirclement with sympathy and pity: "Put down your weapons, the Imperial Japanese Army guarantees the safety of your lives." ”

The soldiers trembled, guarding against the Japanese devils in front of them, and a platoon commander suddenly shouted: "Dog's day, fight for the little devils." ”

Whoosh, the devil's bayonet x into his heart, the platoon commander clutched the bayonet that pierced his body, fell to his knees, pulled out the bayonet, and blood dripped down the bayonet to the ground.

"Your resistance is meaningless, only sacrifice in vain, surrender!" The translator sighed.

One by one, the surrounded Chinese soldiers slowly raised their weapons in their hands, but a Japanese officer stared mockingly at the surrendered Chinese soldiers in front of him: "This is the Chinese ** people, Mixi, send them to the prisoner of war camp of our Great Japanese Empire." ”

Ma Xiaojun held ten oceans, and Ma Xiaojun was also among them, Ma Xiaojun was very helpless, the entire position was captured by the Japanese army, and he was not sure that he would escape from nearly 10,000 Japanese troops.

The Japanese army quickly invaded Shanghai and began to burn and loot, and it took nine days in a row before Shanghai subsided.

A Japanese army squad controlled nearly 100 prisoners of war including Ma Xiaojun to be sent to the prisoner of war camp, and on the way, Ma Xiaojun took advantage of the Japanese army's inattention, broke free from the chains, and fled as quickly as a horse.

More than a dozen devils chased after him, and in a forest, he was assassinated to death by Ma Xiaojun one by one, pulled out a dagger from the devil and turned his head into Shanghai.