In the dense forest area, Yama Honda clenched the knife of his fingers, shame, **naked shame, this is the first shame since Yama Honda entered the war, at this time, Yama Honda held the knife in his hand, and asked himself if he was a commander's life, the first time he participated in the war, he suffered a series of blows, this is the darkest day in the history of Yamamotoda,

First of all, the Nazi captain Picasso of the Alliance, this guy with a military rank lower than himself, stepped on his head, if it weren't for their territory, and there were unfinished tasks, Yamamoto Daichi would not have become so embarrassed, and he was a guy from the Allied forces, these guys had a great bad conscience, and they caused the two sides to kill each other,

The special forces he trained are all dead, and it is not enough to have only a dozen or so plugged teeth, seeing Gou Bin's means and cunning, Yamahonda thinks so, if it weren't for Gou Bin, where would he need these recruits who are afraid of death like dogs now, commanding these recruits is Yamamoto Daichi's shame and helplessness,

"Shaozuo, there is no movement over there in the broken house, it is estimated that the allies have run away, what should I do now." The veterans around Yamahonda suddenly opened their mouths to wake him up, and Yama Honda held the war knife in his hand tightly, and his hands trembled with anger, shame, a great sense of shame emerged from Yama Hondachi's heart,

Yama Honda was full of grievances, holding the war knife in both hands and gritting his teeth: "This is a shame that I will never forget, and these timid recruits are also a shame for the empire, these guys are not worthy of living in the world, and they have lost the face of the empire." ”

As soon as Yama Honda finished speaking, Picasso led a group of about 300 men, and said with a strange smile: "Yo yo yo... Isn't this Commander Yamamoto, why, with so many men, haven't you caught the allies, but I took a shower in the town for half a day and listened to the gunfire for a long time, how about it, the results are still brilliant. ”

Picasso saw more than 100 corpses lying in front of him, and sneered at Yamahonda Ichi, seeing his dead father's and mother's expression, Picasso knew that Yama Honda was stunned, although these Japanese soldiers began to see very powerful, but when they left, Picasso immediately saw that these recruits who were supporting behind were all recruits who had not been trained,

According to Picasso's idea, one of his soldiers can single-handedly pick up seven or eight of them Japanese soldiers, or are they all boy scouts, uh, it shouldn't be counted, Japan is so sexually developed, who knows if they broke the virgin body early in advance, this is not certain, for Japan's terrible chaotic primitive beast-like culture, Picasso doesn't dare to agree,

As soon as Yama Honda heard Picasso's cold words, he couldn't help frowning and said unhappily: "Picasso, you drop, what does this mean, we have been fighting for so long, do you want to pick the fruit of victory drops or what's going on when you come here now, do you know how to write the word shameless." ”

Picasso looked down on Yamamoto Daichi with disdain, shook his head and said in a loud voice: "Of course I know how to write it, anyway, it's not an earthworm text like you dogs, people are not ghosts, and the undead will take a detour when they see it, brain-dead guy, Bills, let's go over and see the allies, and say hello to them It's hard work." ”

Picasso didn't bother to talk nonsense with Yama Honda, after fighting for so long and now there is no movement at all, no need to ask the allies have already slipped away, so Picasso said that Yamamoto vomited blood, which obviously has the intention of colluding with the enemy, seeing Picasso walking in front with people, Yama Honda stood up with an ugly face and followed,

Gou Bin, Sean and Jimmy had already begun to retreat when Picasso and they came, leaving thirteen people with their backs to the door and facing the two chiefs, all of them closed their eyes under Gou Bin's compulsion, and when they closed their eyes and fantasized about it, they nagged and shouted words like dry daddy, and of course, there were also greetings to the women of a relative of Yamahonda,

Sean and Jimmy were still a little puzzled at first, until Gou Bin said the general meaning, Sean and Jimmy had to take it, and completely convinced Gou Bin, such an insidious idea and thing, only Gou Bin could think of it, if Yama Honda came in and heard the group question about his direct female relatives in the family, I don't know if he would shoot them violently,

Samulo and Kameitada screamed and screamed, their diaper-like panties tied to their mouths, and the flimpy insects performed a difficult upside-down golden hook, the two poor guys were tied but didn't dare to move for half a minute, and there were deadly grenades tied to the back, as long as they struggled, it would immediately cause the grenade to pull the fatal device of the insurance,

In the face of thirteen millet and rifles, Samuro and Kameita collapsed, and there were actually three guys who didn't shoot, but were so frightened that they were incontinent, and a long column of water poured on the faces of Kameita and Samura, and the water droplets seeped into the nostrils of the two through the backflow, and the thing that Kameitada and Samurao wanted to do most now was to personally shoot these ** teams,

When Picasso and Beers walked in with people generously, they were all dumbfounded, this is the most ridiculous scene they have ever seen, well, Picasso and Beers are considered to have convinced these Japanese, and they are directly ashamed of Hitler's ignorant behavior, and actually mobilized these Japanese soldiers who can't be in the garbage,

The most loser is still to give so many such good submachine guns, there is an illusion of ruining a good gun, they are disgusted with the wooden sticks, they should be like primitive people, self-sufficient and self-sufficient to cut some hairy bamboo to fight, it is simply a shame and a waste of weapons, the curious thirteen ** team, the object of their fantasy is actually the two hanging chiefs, got, serve,

When Yama Honda walked in, he saw the scene inside, the war knife clenched by his fingers tightened, his face was whiter than that of a leukemia patient, and he subconsciously pulled out the war knife and pushed it back, shame, **naked shame, the face of the empire made the thirteen** team lose face, and Yama Honda's eyes felt a little dark,

Picasso turned his head directly, looked at Yamamoto Daiichi who was bruised on one side, and said with a sneer: "Yamamoto Daiichi, this is the elite of your Japanese Empire, according to what you often say, Yo Xi, a big drop of elites, I can be regarded as having seen what an elite is, such a strong and fierce ** team, this is the ace army of the Japanese Empire." ”

Picasso said while giving a thumbs up and praising Yamamoto Daichi, such a strong national ace team, Picasso finally knew that Japan's sex country was well deserved, and with these guys, Picasso felt a chill and goosebumps, especially when he heard the rapid dry daddy sound, well, Picasso really didn't look down,

Picasso shook his head and sighed with a look of disappointment, and said to Bills on the side: "Bills, let's go, stay away from these obscene Japanese, and report this to the Führer, I believe that the Führer likes to hear these new things, set off, and let these elite soldiers go on slowly." ”

"Yaga." Yama Honda scolded angrily, he couldn't stand Picasso's chattering contempt, and pulled out his war knife and went straight at the Japanese soldiers who burst out like a tide.

Yes... Yes... The whole person of Yama Honda, who was stabbed and fell, turned into a murderer, and the war knife in his hand carried the blood-red light of the demon, and the knife was cut down with a large amount of blood, and some of the Yama Honda in Cheste were on fire, and there was only one thought in his mind, to hack these obscene guys to death,

The Japanese soldiers gathered outside looked at Yamamoto Daiichi with a great change in face, at this time Yamamoto Daiichi was like a mad dog, completely lost his due reason, wielding a knife to cut melons and chopping tofu, indiscriminately chasing and killing the ** team that molested the female relatives of his whole family, seeing these pictures were all angry and hateful, and dared not speak,

Picasso was about to leave, and when he saw Yamamoto become a mad dog, he stayed and watched the excitement with great interest, this dog-eat-dog cannibalism is Picasso's favorite thing to see, especially when he heard the screams of those ** teams, which made Picasso feel very beautiful,

Hmmmm... Kameitada and Samulo screamed loudly, when Yamahonda hacked two Japanese soldiers to death, he just hit the two people who were full of rice milk, and the most terrible thing was that when they collided, they just touched the deadly lead behind them, and the grenade lead burst on the eve of the sound was like a life-urging charm,

Boom ~ Boom ~ Two explosions sounded, Yama Honda screamed and fell back, the katana in his hand fell to the ground, Yama Honda directly covered his right arm with one hand, and a deadly matchbox-sized shrapnel hit Yamayama Hondachi's arm, Yama Honda's whole face turned pale and took a few steps back,

Seeing that Yamamoto was bombed by human flesh, Picasso gloated and puffed up his palms, said cool words and puffed up his palms and said: "Okay, good, good killing, I kind of admire Yamamoto Shaoza's righteous action of exterminating the elite soldiers, well, yes, I will send you two sentences when I leave, ignorant and brainless, haha..."

After Picasso finished speaking, he directly raised his head and laughed, ignoring Picasso, who was angry behind him and almost had the urge to vomit blood, and turned away with Biers, who had not spoken, at this time, Picasso felt more and more that these allies were too cute, thinking of these Allied elites who had made themselves vomit blood, Picasso really sat down with them and had a good chat,

With a pop, Yama Honda spurted out a mouthful of blood in a fit of blood, wiped the corners of his mouth with one hand and glared angrily at the remaining five ** teams, and shouted angrily: "Kill these people who are disgraced to the empire." ”

After Yama Honda finished speaking, the whole person walked out of the dilapidated house with a pale face, and the Japanese soldiers who gathered at the door looked at each other. There was a burst of screams and gunshots, and Yama Honda covered his arm with his hand, numbly bandaged by the military doctor, and looked up at the stars in the sky and fainted unbearably from the blow,