The four German-made armored vehicles were like crazy bulls, rushing into the pile of little devils at full speed, and the little devils who were not swept away by the machine guns on the armored vehicles directly crashed into the armored vehicles.

On the body of each armored car, there are three big red painted characters of "Flying Army", and the fat man and Song Ming were happy when they saw it, and the reinforcements from Hukou Mountain came.

The monkey returned to Hukou Mountain with the seriously injured Asano, and it was these four German-made armored vehicles that could quickly support him.

Those cars could have brought the brothers to support them quickly, but in such a snow-covered winter, only four German-made armored vehicles could pass, and in such weather, car transportation was not as fast as walking.

When the bandits saw these four German-made armored vehicles, they were stunned at first, then stupid, and finally for the first time in the face of such a large Iron King Ba, their hearts were weak, and they hesitated to escape, so they saw these four Iron King Ba horizontal in front of the charging little devils, and the machine guns and machine guns on them continued to strafe the little devils like harvesters, and the little devils fell in pieces.

Bear directly set up the machine gun and joined the strafing team.

"Da Da Da ......"

As if the machine gun fire was endless, these little devils who charged with bayonets, the bullets had faded, and they wanted to raise their guns to shoot back, but the chambers of the guns were empty, so they could only grab grenades and rush towards the four armored vehicles without fear of death.

"Come on, follow the armored car, and hit the fat man hard!" The fat man clamped the sapper shovel under the armpit of the injured arm, took out twenty shots with one hand and rushed under the armored car, relying on the armored car to prevent bullets, and took out his gun and shot down a little devil who rushed over.

Song Ming and the bandits rushed over, pulled out their guns and fired, and hid behind the armored car to load the bullets without bullets. Just suppressed the little devils who rushed over and wanted to blow up the armored car.

Step Tan synergy. These bandits don't know what they are.

But the fat man knows. So he had to protect the armored car from being bombed, and let the machine guns and machine guns on the armored vehicles reap the lives of the little devils.

Even Zhang Liguo, who was sniping from a distance, rushed over, relying on the armor protection of armored vehicles, and then used a rifle to harvest the lives of the little devil machine gunner.

"Pong" The fat man raised his hand and knocked on the armored car, and then shouted to the driver of the armored car: "Steer, forward!" ”

The line of the little devils must be compressed, so that the little devils can't slow down. These four armored vehicles are his magic weapon for surprisingly winning, which can reduce the casualties of fighting hard with the little devils.

The armored car began to turn, and the three behind followed suit, and the four armored vehicles were side by side, and the front of the car slowly advanced towards the little devil.

These bandits are not stupid, there is such a big iron lump in front of them to block the bullets, they follow the armored car and rush forward.

The four armored vehicles greeted the little devil head-on, and a flower mechanism was also stretched out of the window of the passenger seat, and the German-made G13 machine gun on it continued to fire, killing the little devil who was unwilling to retreat. Rivers of blood.

The snow was stained red with the blood of the little devils, and the situation was due to the sudden appearance of four armored vehicles. A one-sided situation began to emerge.

The bandits who followed behind the armored car came out from time to time to shoot a shot, and under the repeated strafing and shooting, the first batch of little devils who had charged before all became more than 300 corpses.

The little devils in the back began to organize a defensive line to prepare to resist the impact of the four armored vehicles, but they had no artillery, the pheasant's neck and crooked handle could not pose a threat to the armored vehicles at all, and the advancing armored vehicles made the grenadiers on the change inaccurate, and Zhang Liguo specially aimed at these grenadiers to shoot, and the little devils could not form a defensive line at all.

Coupled with the hand-to-hand combat of the independent group and the defense of the little devils, they have a numerical advantage, at least four fight one, the defeat of the little devils has been completed, and there is no way to return to the sky, unless Amaterasu sends demons and monsters, this battle has doomed them to be wiped out.

None of the little devils were ready to surrender, and they rushed over with grenades and explosives bags to "shatter the jade" with the armored vehicles, but it was a pity that so many bandits were protecting the four advancing armored vehicles, and before these little devils could run two steps, they were shot into a sieve by bullets and fell on the snow.

An hour later, there were only about twenty little devils left who were still dominant, and four armored vehicles blocked them in the middle, and Ma Dongming and the fat man's team finally got together.

Looking at the fat man covered in blood, Ma Dongming was stunned, and hurriedly walked over and asked, "Big brother, are you okay?" ”

"Nonsense, do you look like a fat man who is fine?" The fat man rolled his eyes at Ma Dongming, took out a bloodstained half of a cigar from his pocket, and put it in his mouth, Ma Dongming hurriedly lit a fire for him.

The people in the armored car hadn't come down yet, but the fat man knew that only those who were military commanders could drive armored vehicles so skillfully when he thought about it, which also confirmed his guess, because the roof of the car was full of military commanders.

"Hehe, big brother, this armored car is really good at fighting little devils!" Ma Dongming looked at the four armor trucks full of bullet marks with envy, and took out a cigarette and lit it himself.

"Okay, it's not your share!" The fat man dropped a sentence, smoked a cigar, and walked in front of more than twenty surrendered little devils with twenty rings.

Ma Dongming himself took out a cigarette and hurriedly followed the fat man, he deliberately worked with the fat man, just because he was afraid that the fat man would slaughter these little devils again.

"Fat Liu, these are all little devils who surrendered." Song Ming saw him coming, and hurriedly stepped forward and said.

"The old rule, the fat master doesn't leave any prisoners here, let the brothers in the village divide these little devils!" The fat man said coldly, the last thing these captives can give is Ma Dongming, as long as it is handed over to Ma Dongming, Ma Dongming can give these little devils good food and drink, and he is angry when he thinks about it.

Why do we warriors raise these beasts when they save white noodles?

"Big brother, these captives are still useful, don't you!" Ma Dongming stammered with a cheeky face.

The fat man didn't bird him, turned back to Pan Tianlong and a few masters and said: "All the brothers are dead, blood debts and blood are paid, these little devils are very hard to kill us, and when our fists win, they will beg for mercy, is there such a reason in the world?" ”

"No, whoever makes these little devils surrender, I will be the first to spare him!" Pantianlong roared, more than 70 brothers died at the hands of the little devil, his enmity with the little devil, the sea is so deep, now Panlong Mountain, the living people even took him and the master away, the cottage caretaker, there are only about 20 people, Panlong Mountain is planted.

"Although Lao Tzu Fighting Mountain is not as tragic as Panlong Mountain, more than 30 people can be killed and injured, if anyone gives these little devils a way to live, Lao Tzu will not give him a way to live!" One of the bandits in charge immediately shouted.

Then several leaders led the bandits to shout, with only one meaning, this little devil can't stay alive.

Ma Dongming looked at it, and smiled bitterly in his heart, you are a fat man, and he didn't persuade him, and deliberately lit a fire, this time he wanted to keep the prisoners, so he had to offend these bandits.

"Since everyone in charge is going to slaughter the little devil, what are you polite? Kill! The fat man said lightly.

As soon as Pan Tianlong heard this, he picked up the big knife and rushed forward, and then, as if the surrounding bandits couldn't suffer a loss, those with knives took knives, and those with guns rushed up together...... (To be continued......)