Picasso was now confused, or rather, confused, and stopped on the periphery of a piece of ruins, originally a small town, but also the remains of Gustav's bombardment, full of potholes, the location of the first flashpoint of the Nazi attack, full of dangerous desolate attitudes,

At this time, Picasso was worried, because he found a bad news, the Allies were lurking in the ruins, and he didn't know what they meant, an ambush or what's going on, and at the same time he couldn't guess Picasso ordered to stop advancing, and the two teams on the opposite side were bad news from the Nazis,

One is the emerging team of the American Marine Corps, the other is the old ace team of the United Kingdom, the special air service regiment, and now the two teams have joined forces, which has to make Picasso ponder and worry, sometimes more people do not necessarily win the war, and there are many battles to win more with less, not to mention two elite teams with nightmares,

Headache, Picasso has a bit of a headache now, if he still has armored vehicles, it would be better, at least now the other side has no anti-tank equipment, but now where to mobilize the armored team to support, even if there is, I'm afraid the other party has a plan to deal with his side, headache,

Beers stood aside and looked at Picasso's headache, and he didn't know what to say, if something like this happened, I'm afraid no one would be very happy, the elite of the Allies was not easy to deal with, otherwise it wouldn't have become like this, seeing Picasso's headache, Beers also felt powerless and couldn't help,

When Picasso had a headache, a Nazi scout ran back and reported the news that Picasso had taken the lead: "Sir, not far ahead, the Americans and the British have set up an ambush in the ruined house in front, marking the locations of the allies on both sides, and it seems that they are going to fight us in an encounter. ”

"Fight skirmishes." Picasso's face became suspicious and ridiculous at the same time, he really couldn't figure out how the two teams were so confident, and they actually fought an encounter with himself and others, what does this mean, the soldiers are strong or full of firepower, Picasso can't guess and at the same time can't figure it out,

After Bills noticed Picasso's expression, his face hesitated and he said: "Sir, there must be ghosts for a reason, and the allied formation dares to use less than thirty people to stop us, so it can be seen that there must be some purpose, and the greatest possibility is that these allied forces have already prepared." ”

Picasso nodded hesitantly, and said in recognition of Beers's words: "Well, yes, Beers, your thoughts are similar to mine, these allies obviously don't have any good intentions, this is what worries me the most, I'm afraid that they have some schemes." ”

Bills noticed Picasso's worried face, and reminded in a low voice: "Sir, in this situation, maybe we can cooperate with the Japanese, after all, they have more people, they are a good cannon fodder team, and it is much better than our sacrificed men." ”

Picasso was also a little moved now, touched his chin with one hand and nodded again and again: "Well, Biles, your words are reasonable, now it's time to have a good talk with the Japanese, let go of the contradictions on both sides, and cooperate well, if you can annihilate them in one fell swoop, it would be the best." ”

Picasso is now also starting to be moved, to be honest, now two strong teams are here, if they can take them in one fell swoop, maybe it's a good idea, and it's also what Picasso wants to do the most now, after eliminating these allies, he always treats this place as a back garden, and he can come and go as he wants.

When Yama Honda came with his men expressionlessly, he immediately met Picasso's warm reception like a change of face, and Yama Honda frowned, there must be a ghost when things happen, Picasso has always been on the wrong side with him, and he wants to greet him with a smile, which makes Yama Honda feel puzzled for a while, there is a problem, a problem,

And Picasso was also extremely reluctant at this time, if it weren't for the task, he wouldn't have bothered to talk to Yamahonda about anything, and just treated him as a transparent person, but now he can't, current events force him to cooperate with Yamahonda, and now only cooperation is the way out,

Picasso didn't care about Yamahondachi's frowning movements, but smiled and said with a smile: "Commander Yamamoto, hehe, you came just in time, come, let's talk about it, the previous misunderstanding or something, let's put it aside for the time being, now let's talk about business." ”

Although Yamahonda didn't know what Picasso had in mind, he still didn't say much, and said with an indifferent sneer: "Yo Xi, Commander Picasso, it seems that we don't owe each other now, as if we don't have anything to say, right, Commander Picasso." ”

Yama Honda didn't go to eat Picasso's set, and now Yama Honda is relying on Picasso to have something to ask for himself, and coldly sarcastically mocking Picasso, if you step up sarcasm at this time, Yama Honda doesn't know when he will have the opportunity to be sarcastic, how Picasso treated himself at the beginning, Yama Honda is clear in his heart,

Picasso endured his nausea and said with a smile: "Hehe, Commander Yamamoto is really good at joking, how can this be, didn't I make a special trip to apologize, and I hope that Commander Yamamoto will not worry about the previous grievances and grievances, it is better to be like this, how about we cooperate and cooperate." ”

Yamahonda looked at Picasso with a shameful smile, and said with a sneer: "Cooperation, Yo Xi, this is the most ridiculous thing I have heard, this so-called cooperation is probably not sincere, Your Excellency Picasso, you don't want me to charge or something, if you play forward, maybe I can consider it." ”

When Picasso and Bills heard Yama Hondachi's words, they immediately frowned and became displeased, this Yamamoto Hondaichi is really cheap enough, he actually climbed the stick on his face, and he originally cooperated to ask him to play the striker, but now it's good, he actually asked himself and others to play the striker, is he braindead or kicked the head to the donkey,

Picasso didn't bother to talk nonsense and hypocrisy, and said with an unquestionable expression: "Yamamoto Tianichi, I see that you still haven't understood what your identity is, with your current status, there is no room for resistance at all, either obediently obedient, or, hehe~ Think about it yourself." ”

Now Picasso doesn't want to talk nonsense or anything, this is a typical owe of scolding and cleaning up, Picasso didn't say anything polite to Shan Honda after he finished speaking, for this kind of cheap person looking for a smoker, Picasso naturally doesn't have to be polite, Shan Honda saw the action of the soldier behind Picasso holding a gun, his face hesitated,

Since Yama Honda didn't cooperate, there was no need for Picasso to be polite, and the hundreds of Nazi soldiers behind Picasso picked up their guns very conspicuously, pointed at Yama Hondayi, and just waited for Picasso's order to shoot, anyway, they don't have to be responsible for what happened, compared to those Japanese recruits, they were messed up, and they didn't know what was going on.

Yama Honda looked at Picasso with an ugly face, not knowing what he meant, and said in an unkind tone: "Picasso, what do you mean by this, don't forget your Führer's order, you are destroying unity, do you know, if you still have a little..."

snapped, Yama Honda Ichi didn't finish his words, his face was slap by Yama Honda Ichi, a very crisp and loud slap, only Yama Honda was beaten to the head and brain, the whole person didn't react at all, this slap was really not worth it, and even the subordinates behind him had a stunned expression,

Picasso is also angry now, kicked Yama Honda out and said: "Yama Hondaichi, think clearly with your pig-like head, you are not qualified to speak and you are not qualified to resist now, you prostitute country has developed country, there is no arrogant capital, only rely on women to spread their thighs to feed the garbage, if you dare to chirp crookedly and waste time, don't blame me for being polite, as a warning..."

When Picasso waved his hand, suddenly... The submachine gun directly killed a small detachment of people, and more than 100 Japanese soldiers fell in a pool of blood, without even screaming, and their bodies were like a hornet's nest, only scaring those unharmed Japanese recruits into peeing their pants.

Picasso didn't bother to talk nonsense with the resentful Yama Honda, and said with a sneer: "Give you a minute, if you are not interested, don't blame me for being unkind, don't think that there is a dispatch order from the Führer that can be used as an arrow, and if you annoy Lao Tzu, you can kill it like you, and the machine gunner is ready." ”

Bills glanced at the unlucky Yama Hondachi, shook his head and sighed speechlessly, he didn't know the grievances between Yama Hondaichi and Picasso, even if he knew that, it had nothing to do with him, but Bills felt that Yama Hondaichi was a little pitiful and ran into this guy Vicks,

"Count you ruthless, let's go." Yama Honda covered his face with one hand, looked at Picasso with resentment on his face, and waved his hand to move forward, Yama Honda was not sure if he didn't leave, would he anger Picasso or something, this guy didn't play cards according to the concept at all, Yama Honda was also a little afraid that he would shoot and kill all his men,

Picasso sneered at the soft Yamahonda Ichi, dealing with these Japanese who bully the soft and afraid of the hard, is to deal with them like a dog, Picasso looked at the time and muttered: "It should have been like this a long time ago, why bother in the first place, there are often cheap people, it is really to serve these disgusting Japanese, set off." ”

Beers shook his head speechlessly, Picasso's words and words greatly stimulated him, it seemed that against these so-called allies, it still had to use extraordinary means, under Picasso's wave of his hand, the Nazi soldiers walked in the direction of the ruins,