With the wolf teeth acting together for a few days, Zhou Qinghai has gradually learned to be surprised by these unbelievable methods of killing gods, but Rao is so, when Ximen Chengren shot two beaded arrows at a distance of about sixty meters from the devil sentry, and directly nailed the two devils to the wall, he still grew his mouth and couldn't close it for a long time.

It's night, although there is an incandescent lamp hanging on the roof of the devil's outpost, but it can only illuminate two figures in yellow uniforms, how did this Ximen Chengren target?!

Bows and arrows are too old weapons. As for this kind of cold weapon for blocking, the Cadet Army is not without configuration, basically, one of the six-person action team must be equipped with that kind of steel crossbow. The scientific name of this steel crossbow is the "Li Guang series", and the commonly used type A is a type with an effective range of 80 meters. And like Ximen, who directly used bows and arrows to kill the enemy, it was the only one in the Great Wall of the 143rd Division with wolf fangs and broadswords.

Killing the two sentries lightly, not worrying about whether there would be a kill or not, Simon held the bow in his left hand, and the middle finger of his right index finger and made a move. In the darkness behind him, two black shadows immediately burst out. The two of them ran to the edge of the moat, and one of them shook out a climbing rope with his right hand. At the front of the rope was a dragon's claw, which had just made contact with the drawbridge, and he pulled it down with his right hand, and then climbed up with agility like a monkey.

One group after another flashed out of Zhou Qinghai's hiding place, climbed onto the suspension bridge, and then entered the city. Throughout, not a single person squinted at the two nailed devils in front of the sentry post under the drawbridge.

When Zhou Qinghai, Guo Biao and others ran to the side of the suspension bridge, the phone in the suspension bridge suddenly rang.

This was a call from the Japanese officer on duty in the city, and Zhou Qinghai was startled at what he didn't know. Guo Biao and his brothers expressed no anxiety as if they were in their own home. Guo Biao walked straight in, picked up the phone and said "Hai!" Hail! ”

When he put down the phone, Zhou Qinghai looked adoring, and asked respectfully: "Sir, are you still talking about little devils?!" ”

Guo Biao blinked, but several of his subordinates laughed, and one of them, nicknamed Little Monkey, revealed mercilessly: "Lao Zhou, you have been fooled!" What is our Guo Da Na called, he can actually speak Japanese, he can actually say a few words - what 'Missy', 'Eight Ge Yalu', Ha Lu Ha! ”

Japanese has always been Guo Biao's weakness, although he later found a girlfriend to teach Japanese, but he has not been able to make any progress in this area. He also laughed when he heard this, and said: "What if Lao Tzu will say a few words, the little devil is not fooled by Lao Tzu to 'yell' and 'yell' non-stop." After a pause, his gaze moved from the sling to Zhou Qinghai and asked, "Can you climb?" ”

Zhou Qinghai nodded hurriedly, and then, perhaps for performance, he grabbed the sling with both hands and climbed up gently and skillfully.

"Not bad!" Guo Biao praised it, and then climbed up after him.

When Guo Biao and his party entered the city, the devils in this area near the east gate had been completely cleaned up by the vanguard group. Among them, there was a team of nine people, and they actually fell in a row along the wall neatly. If you don't look closely, you'll think that these devils with only autumn clothes and pants are lazy to sleep. Of course, the work ethic of the Japanese soldiers is very high, how can they be sleeping while they are on patrol, then the only explanation is that they have been killed. If you look closer, you'll find that at least half of these devils have their heads drooping. Zhou Qinghai, who had already seen this technique, knew that it was because his neck was broken.

Guo Biao's two guards opened the way (saying that it was a guard, in fact, the orderlies were more appropriate, because Zhou Qinghai couldn't believe that with Guo Biao's means, who else could pose a threat to him), a dozen Biao swayed into the city, giving Zhou Qinghai the feeling that this was not a war and a siege, but like a banquet.

Occasionally, they would encounter a few soldiers in a hurry, their faces completely obscured by oil paint, and their white teeth were the most distinctive feature in the light of the occasional street lamps from far and near. Guo Biao occasionally asks: Little San, how is it? Knolls, how many harvested?

Xiao San or Xiao Qiu, etc., are almost the same version in Zhou Qinghai's eyes. The difference is that when the number of kills is reported, some people are a little proud, and some people don't take it seriously.

"Boss! Heptad! ”

"Only nine!"

……

"Damn, look at their little appearance, don't you just kill a few devils!" In Guo Biao's team, someone immediately whispered and ridiculed with disdain.

Zhou Qinghai secretly smiled in his heart, he knew that this whining person must have been angry and didn't get the opportunity to make a move.

In Zhou Qinghai's later memories, there was only one scene that looked like a war that happened that night. A full squad of devils chased after the three wolf-tooth warriors with machine guns and 38 big covers. At this time, he had already accompanied Guo Biao to the top of the guard tower of the Japanese military camp. Guo Biao and the others each had a big gun (that is, Weiqing-style assault infantry) and stood in a circle on the edge of the guard tower. Suddenly, gunshots rang out, and then more than one barracks were lit up. Guo Biao immediately scolded: "Damn, which bastard kid is so useless?" Then he grasped the gun in his hand, and his eyes became sharp.

Three black shadows suddenly rushed out of several side-by-side barracks, followed by groups of devils. In the night, the trajectory of the bullets was clearly visible, and the three figures jumped and rolled in front of them, occasionally turning back and firing a shot. Absolutely, a large group of devils, one of them holding a light machine gun, stunned that not a single bullet could catch up with their pace.

Zhou Qinghai was secretly stunned, and said in his heart that there are really people who can dodge bullets, and today is considered to be an insight. Suddenly, a crisp gunfire sounded in his ears, and he was shocked, and when he looked sideways, it was the gun that Guo Biao said spit out flames.

"Da Da Da!" A short point shot, one hundred and fifty meters away, several people in the group of devils immediately fell, and the other devils fell down with a cry.

As soon as the devil lay down, the three people who were running happily in front of him stopped, and one of them got out of his hand as a grenade. With a bang, in the flash of light brought by the explosion, at least three devils in autumn clothes and pants flew up. Then, a wonderful scene appeared. The three people with three guns, lined up in a zigzag shape, pressed steadily ahead, and beat those devils so that they didn't even have a chance to raise their heads, so they were killed by headshots one after another.

The battle lasted only more than half an hour before and after, including that puppet army. In more than half an hour, more than 300 officers and soldiers of the Wolf Tooth Special Brigade killed more than 1,000 devils and more than 30 puppet army officers. Such combat efficiency once again made Zhou Qinghai feel the power of "killing gods", and also strengthened his determination to join this team.

Kill the enemy with a snap of your fingers, I don't think there is a cooler class of soldiers than this kind of soldier, right?!

That's what he thought.