Under the fat man's tyrannical god-killing spirit, the remaining soldiers of the second company all burst out with a sense of courage to sacrifice themselves. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The remaining soldiers of the second company, the spirit of seeing death as home, even the little devil death squad on the opposite side with the determination to die are ashamed of themselves.

One-on-one, they are not weaker than the devil soldiers of the little devil death squad, when they are one-on-two, these soldiers are in line with the tenacity of killing one and killing two to earn one, often stabbing a little devil to death before sacrifice, and when the second little devil soldier is reached, they are almost fighting with the intention of returning to the scriptures.

Some soldiers even pulled grenades and plunged into the little devil pile, and then exchanged their lives for the dead and wounded of several little devil soldiers in the explosion.

This hand-to-hand fight was tragic and full of blood, and the second company, with more than 30 troops, let the little devil death squad, which was more than twice its own, see what it means to "dare to die".

In addition to protecting the safety of the fat man, the monkey did not stop Thomson in his hand, except for the little devil on the fat man, he used the gun in his hand to shoot all the little devil soldiers he encountered.

Coupled with the rush and killing of the crazy fat man, a human tank, the two cooperated, and actually became the spiritual pillar and pillar of the remaining soldiers of the second company.

Many of the soldiers who fought with several little devil soldiers were killed by the fat men and monkeys who arrived, and saved the soldiers of the second company who were at a disadvantage.

In the end, almost all the soldiers of the second company who were still alive on the field were saved by the two.

The fat man and the monkey alone killed nearly forty little devils when the fight was almost over.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer little devil death squads on the field, and there were still more than 20 people left in the second company, until the end, Platoon Commander Li took these more than 20 soldiers and surrounded the last seven or eight little devils.

"your grandma's little devil!" Platoon Commander Li thought of the company commander who was killed and wounded in the hands of the little devils, as well as his comrades, shouted angrily, and rushed to the leader of the little devil death squad with a bayonet.

He was already determined to die, but now they have locked the victory, but he has to avenge the sacrifice of the company commander and comrades, this is his only belief, so there is no need to surrender the little devil!

"Knock!" The shirtless little devil officer held his saber in both hands and greeted Platoon Commander Li.

With a "poof", the little devil officer swung down with a knife, and the momentum sank, and he actually smashed the bayonet that Platoon Commander Li had stabbed directly, and then quickly picked up the saber and directly slashed Platoon Commander Li, who had the door wide open.

The cold knife momentum with the sound of breaking the sky, the unavoidable platoon commander Li was shocked, and he was about to pull the grenade in his arms, just when his hand was about to pull the grenade lead, he saw a black shadow in the air with a gyro with a whirring wind, directly smashing at the little devil officer.

"Yaga!" Seeing that the danger was approaching, the little devil officer didn't have time to slash Platoon Commander Li, and swept back with his saber in both hands.

With a "poof", the saber knocked the flying black shadow to the ground, and out of the corner of Platoon Commander Li's eyes, he saw that it was actually a sapper shovel that saved his life!

Platoon Commander Li took advantage of the situation to withdraw his rifle and held his bayonet ready to continue stabbing the little devil officer.

The little devil officer reacted quickly, and with a round of his hands, the cold knife came again.

"Fuck you!"

A shout and curse sounded out of thin air, and before Platoon Commander Li stabbed his bayonet at the little devil officer, and before the little devil officer's round saber was swept down, a fat black shadow snorted, and actually rushed into the battle group of the two.

Then, Platoon Commander Li heard a muffled snort from the little devil officer, and then the little devil officer's body was kicked away by a fat black shadow like a kite with a broken string.

At this time, Platoon Commander Li saw clearly that standing in front of him was actually a fat man covered in blood.

Platoon Commander Li felt as if he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, the sapper shovel that flew over to save his life just now, who could it be if it wasn't this fat man?

The whole company, there were people with this kind of German mountain division sapper shovels, and there was no second person except this fat man.

To tell the truth, he is indeed not the opponent of the little devil officer, but even if he can't beat the little devil officer, he will go up and fight for his life and consume the physical strength of the little devil officer.

Even if he died under the knife of this little devil officer, there were still more than 20 soldiers in the whole company, and after killing the little devil soldiers, the wheel war would also kill this little devil officer.

It's just that the fat man's entry made his heart relax, and the burden on his heart seemed to be lifted, and he was very sure that this fat man would definitely be able to kill the little devil officer opposite.

More than 20 fighters dealt with seven or eight little devils, and there were monkeys on the side who used Thomson to sneak attack, and when Platoon Commander Li and the little devil officers were fighting, they were all overturned.

"Baga, you Chinese who don't have the spirit of bushido actually sneak up on me, do you dare to compete with me one-on-one?" The little devil officer shouted in Japanese with a duck-like voice.

"This little devil's head belongs to the fat man, and no one is allowed to get on it!" The fat man said to Platoon Commander Li and the soldiers around him, and then looked at the little devil officer opposite with a smile.

"Wooga, the fat master will let you die and understand, let you go to your Amaterasu god to cry that the Chinese are too strong!" The fat man picked up the sapper shovel on the ground and said disdainfully to the little devil officer in Japanese.

The little devil officer couldn't help but beat a drum in his heart when he saw him covered in blood, like a demon crawling out of the sea of hell blood.

The fat man's flying foot just now kicked his ribs and broke them, as long as he moved, his ribs hurt terribly, but the strength of this bloody fat man is not ambiguous, it is definitely above him.

"Baga, you hateful Chinese go to hell!" The little devil officer turned his heart sideways, endured the huge pain in his ribs, rushed over with his saber, and near the fat man's vision, he gathered all his strength and slashed at the fat man.

The blade with a grinning voice surprised Platoon Leader Li, who couldn't imagine that the little devil officer was so brave, and said in shock: "Be careful, this little devil has a lot of strength, and his knife skills are weird!" ”

The fat man heard Platoon Commander Li's exclamation, felt the unparalleled majesty of the saber cut by the little devil officer, smiled slightly, held the sapper shovel in both hands, and swept directly towards the saber cut by the little devil officer.

With a "poof", the sapper shovel directly knocked the saber cut by the little devil officer into the air.

The most fatal thing is that the sapper shovel is unabated, and the spade blade cuts directly at the hands of the little devil officer holding the knife.

Compared with strength, it seems that the fat man is really not afraid of anyone except for the pervert of Zhou Youfu.

With a "click", the blade of the sapper shovel directly cut off the wrist of the little devil officer's knife, although it did not directly cut off the two hands of the little devil officer, but if one was cut off, the little devil officer would lose his combat effectiveness.

"Ahh The little devil's wrist was directly cut off, and he screamed, and the broken palm fell to the ground with the saber, and blood splashed out from the broken wrist, directly splashing the fat man on the opposite side.

"Die!" The fat man was angry, burst into a shout, turned the sapper shovel with both hands, and cut it directly at the head of the little devil officer.

The sharp shovel blade directly cut the steel helmet on the little devil officer's head and cut into the little devil officer's head, which stopped the momentum.

Blood slowly flowed down the head of the little devil officer, and the little devil officer's eyes were round, and he slowly fell down with the sapper shovel that had been cut into his head.

The fat man pulled the sapper shovel off the little devil officer's head, but he didn't expect the blood from the little devil officer's head to splash on his combat uniform again.

This thing spat on the corpse of the little devil officer with extreme disgust, damn it, his combat uniform can't be washed, it's all fucking blood stains of the little devil......