Chapter 228: The Choice of Three Thousand Funerals Five more begging for subscription

"Hey, Kane, do you Americans like snowball fights?"

"No, no, it's so boring, Louis, these crazy Asians, it's so powerful, 200,000 Oriental cowboys, to provoke a million elite soldiers, oh God, I've imagined their miserable situation!"

Major General Kane threw the snowball into the distance and hit the lieutenant colonel who was making the soldiers build themselves into snowmen. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Uh-huh, what do we do, they are getting weaker and weaker the more they fight, just the best time for us to sell them weapons!"

Louis, the French major general, shrugged his shoulders, took a sip of the cold red wine in the goblet, and shivered.

On the other side, Lieutenant General Tagore, who refereed the Anglo-French snow soccer match, hurriedly ran into his own bureau, and then found the two who were tasting red wine, "Hey, guys, I heard the footpot chicken receptionist say that the war is over, the Soviet Union was defeated, and was chased to the west by the eastern knights, and the footpot chicken army has also withdrawn, and tomorrow afternoon it will pass by the east side of our camp, on the grounds that Siberia is too cold!" ”

"Ha, these dwarves are really going to make excuses, and the million-strong army is defeated like this?"

"Oh my God, it's a cowboy from the East, it's so powerful..." Kane said, standing up and making a strong man pose.

"Bobo Bobo・Sha・・"

"Whew, let's put down my arms, I'm here to rob!!"

"Sudden Sudden Sudden ...

Just when the three of them wanted to make fun of the footbasin chicken again, a large wave of white figures suddenly appeared on the east side of the camp.

The sentry, who was standing drowsy in the snow at the door, was slashed into the camp by a two-meter-long knife and a gun.

The bearded man who rushed up from the rear quickly took down the machine-gun guard tower at the entrance of the camp and turned the muzzle of the gun to the American GIs who were still playing with snowmen.

"All ・・・・・・"

"Wo Cao, what kind of gun is this? So exciting!! ”

Captain Wan, who was holding the M2 heavy machine gun, raised his foot and kicked off the triangular bracket, holding the seventy-pound heavy machine gun and shot out the bullets in the chain box in one go, and threw it at the feet of the bandit leader below, "Head, this thing is good!" ”

The Intervention Army, which was playing entertainment, did not expect anyone to attack the coalition forces of the three countries at all!

This is a hell of a game of fire!

Many people basking in the sun, playing football, and playing snowmen collapsed in pools of blood amid the sound of bobsand and suddenness.

"Smack..."

Captain Wan, who had just jumped off the watchtower, was suddenly hit his left shoulder, and then found that his calf-thick arm had fallen to the ground.

"Vozh, sniper !!"

The surging blood spilled all over the ground, and the commander who almost fainted quickly bit open the wine jug and poured the liquor on it.

And in the distance, where the sniper was lying ambush, was already covered by grenades fired from mortar fire.

An American major had just popped out of the camping tent with Thomson in his arms when he was swept into a sieve by countless bobosha.

M1918 Browning is mixed with the sound of Enfield's gunfire and the crisp sound of Betier Mle1907.

The Hatch Chase light machine gun and the Browning class machine gun mingled, and the sound of the Colt pistol began to sound again as soon as the Bren light machine gun went off.

The chaotic sound of gunfire swept through the entire camp in an instant.

The intervention army, which came from a distant country to fight soy sauce, did not expect that someone would have the audacity to attack him.

The three countries, no matter which one is taken out alone, belong to the existence that makes the world tremble, and now ・・・・・・

"Surrender!!"

“surrender!!”

“stop!!”

“oh!! no!! Damn, did you guys make a mistake!! ”

By the time the other two teams of 10,000 people rushed up, the corpses in the camp could no longer be described as having their feet down.

The red-stained snow became extremely vivid, and the burning camping tents blackened the white cheeks of many intervening soldiers.

"Hmph, fight and fight! In the future, Boris will say that we bandits can't do it, we have to fight him with two! Looking at his 40,000-strong army, the bandit leader raised his foot and kicked out the lieutenant colonel who was trembling in the snowman, and his sword fell, and a human head flew in front of the three major generals who raised their guns and surrendered.

"Let all your warriors lay down their weapons, and let's talk about something..."

"What army are you? We don't seem to have any conflicts, do we? Major General Kane looked at the man in white who was carrying a terrifying big knife in front of him, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that he didn't look like a good person!

Yes, that's how it feels!

Not a good guy!

The bandit leader grinned, "Damn, when did Lao Tzu become an army?" Lao Tzu is a bandit! ”

The decentralization of system permissions, whether it is the four beams and eight pillars, or the various commanders and heroes, all have some functions given by the system, such as kill reward prompts, and translations!

And the bandit leader talks to Kane in English!

Well, the American version.

The bandit's words made the two major generals who could understand all stunned, while the other French major general, who was uneducated and unskilled, was puzzled, "What are you talking about?" ”

"Lao Tzu is a bandit, do you understand?" (French)

"Oh!! Damn it, bandits! You are robbers!! ”

"Smack..."

"What should I do if I know that Lao Tzu is a bandit, and he still roars so loudly that he frightens Lao Tzu!" The bandit leader had already reacted at this time, and it seemed that he had hit the wrong person!

It's English again, it's French again, and there's no Japanese!

But it seems that he has gained 500,000 just now!

However, listening to He Xie, foreign devils are quite rich!

"Head, three hundred brothers died and 15,000 foreign devils were captured!" Tu Wansan also knew that this was not a devil, no matter what weapon it was, it was not a devil's model, this matter was too clear.

"Grass, the sneak attack also broke three hundred brothers?!!" The bandit leader stretched out his hand and pointed to the group of captives, "Drag out 3,000 people and bury them!" ”

"No, no, you can't do this, we Americans demand prisoner treatment!!" Louis's death frightened Kane, but listening to the words of the robbers in front of him, Kane didn't care if he would be killed, if he was really killed by 3,000 Americans, it is estimated that he would also die when he went back!

"Yes, yes, we British also demand prisoner treatment!!"

"Huh? American? Briton? Captive treatment? Who are the Americans? Which are the British? ”

Kane wanted to open his mouth to say the color of the military uniform, but looking at the messy soldiers wearing outside, he didn't know how to speak for a while.

Damn snow, what a snowball fight!!

And Tagore on the side also patted his bald head in annoyance, what are you doing here!

The bandit leader laughed, "What stupid! Look at me! ”

"The Americans stand on the left, the British on the right, and the French in the middle!"

"Hula-la-la..." Under the threat of machine guns and submachine guns, the three teams quickly separated.

"The Americans and the British said, kill three thousand French first!" (To be continued.) )