Chapter 32 We Don't Let Prisoners of War Be Killed, We Really Don't

That's not the case!

As soon as the battle started, Xu Ruifeng sensed that something was not right, this was completely different from the fighting style of the group just now, this group of people had already pulled the trigger regardless of whether the target was locked or not, and the group of people just now would definitely not expose themselves in advance.

In one shot, more than half of the Japanese guns were extinguished.

The old smoking gun jumped directly from the air and smashed into the enemy camp, and the moment it landed, it happened to step on a Japanese soldier lying on the ground - click.

After the other party's bones were cut, he stood up and began to spasm, and then his whole body tensed and lost his life.

In the next second, the old smoking gun pulled out a dagger and pounced on another Japanese soldier, he was a beast alive, the knife in his hand went straight into the throat of the other party, and he didn't look at whether there were other enemies behind him, and he was playing with his life.

Xu Ruifeng saw a black shadow running towards the old smoking gun and immediately stood up after hitting the dirt slope, decisively abandoned the pistol for the stability of the shooting, picked up Lu Kang's middle official 'bang' shot to put down the Japanese soldiers who were going to sneak attack the old smoking gun, Sibaozi emptied the bullet, rushed into the battlefield with the head of the gun, and used the butt of the gun as a stick to cut directly on the head of a Japanese soldier.

The transition from sniper warfare to white-knuckle combat was completed almost instantaneously, and the whole process did not give people any time to breathe, and even after Lao Xu first noticed that something was wrong, he couldn't think of countermeasures at all, so he had to participate in the battle wholeheartedly.

Two against five.

Everyone on the battlefield stood up, Sibaozi and the old smoking gun were so fierce that they didn't even have a chance to load them, and the two men went on a rampage with a dagger and a rifle.

"For His Majesty the Emperor!!"

The squad leader shouted the slogan and rushed forward with a muzzle bayonet, stabbing at Sibaozi's huge body, Sibaozi held the muzzle of the gun with one hand, picked up his rifle with the other, and smashed it directly into the opponent's chin like a meteor hammer.

Syllable!

In one fell swoop, the whole person was scuttled out.

The old smoking gun was afraid that this guy would not die, so he squatted on his body, stabbed him in the chest, and after habitually twisting it, he stood up again.

Sibaozi vented all his anger, and shouted at all the Japanese soldiers with a gun: "Come on! ”

"A bunch of you guys beat my brother for peeing!"

"One! Rise! Above! ”

He spread out his hands and looked up to the sky and roared, following the wild boar essence that had become a fine to absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and sucked it up, roaring at the moon.

Seeing Sibaozi go berserk, the remaining Japanese soldiers were really scared, and they actually took a step back collectively, inexplicably not looking at the enemy in the battle, looking at each other, as if they wanted to see if their companions were running or continuing to fight.

Bang!

Xu Ruifeng pulled the trigger again and put down a person, Xu Jiulong also picked up the gun over there, and Lao Xu immediately shouted: "Don't move!" ”

This surnamed Xu didn't even have a chance to shoot on the battlefield just now, how could he dare to let him shoot in his brother's hand-to-hand combat, in case he missed?

Wang Ming's injury made Xu Ruifeng more cautious about the lives of this group of brothers, from the beginning in Beiman, he planned to let them go to the old crow's nest to eat and live together, and now there are fewer and fewer brothers around him, Lao Xu unknowingly regarded this group of people who could be beaten and scolded at will in prison as treasures.

People, sometimes it's really strange, some people can end up turning against each other after decades together; And some people, even if they have ghosts in their hearts when they first meet, can take care of each other in the end.

Just as Lao Xu was speaking, a figure appeared from behind the tree, holding a rifle and immediately aiming.

This man was different from all the Japanese soldiers in front of him, he was quick and quick, good at seizing the opportunity, and once the target was determined, he was decisive in his actions, without the slightest delay.

Even, he can pay attention to Xu Ruifeng's dynamics according to the battlefield environment, and take advantage of Lao Xu's words to do something.

It's just that he ignored Xu Ruifeng's combat experience.

Under the moonlight, Lao Xu started with one more object in his sight, and the tight string moved, he was sneak attacked too many times, and this fighting instinct raised by a scar played the greatest role.

His hands were ghostly in the moonlight, and he unloaded the freshly fired cartridge casing while the opponent was aiming at the gun, and then pushed the bullet to load, and then the muzzle of the gun moved sideways towards the target - bang.

The gunshot rang out, this shot was not fired by Lao Xu, but the second this shot turned into a flash of fire in everyone's sight and rushed to Xu Ruifeng, the elder Xu's posture was still as stable as a tree, when the bullet grazed his ear and broke a few strands of long hair, he still didn't move, until the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the black shadow - empty!

before pulling the trigger.

Stabilization!

Swish.

The bullet galloped through the air, directly hitting the eyebrows of the sneak attacker, and when the man's body shook slightly, his legs fell to his knees, and finally fell to the ground, Lao Xu slowly gasped.

It was really dangerous just now, if the other party hadn't been under too much psychological pressure, he had crooked a little bit when aiming, and now it was Xu Ruifeng who fell. This time, it was Lao Xu's psychological quality that defeated the opponent's luck!

"I'm your grandma!"

Sibaozi rushed towards the remaining Japanese, and the old smoking gun approached silently, when Sibaozi smashed the butt of the gun on the other party's raised stand, the old smoking gun ran to the open empty door is a knife, this knife, a Japanese soldier was pierced.

Immediately after that, then the next, and then the next.

The old smoking gun and the four treasures turned into killing gods, until only the last Japanese soldier in front of him was left in a different attire from the others, and the old smoking gun was stabbed again by the opponent's wrist and carried his arm on his shoulder, and fell down with a back pocket......

Xu Ruifeng instantly remembered the injury on Wang Ming's body!

The old smoking gun that fell to the ground also seemed to have found a real enemy, and shouted at Xu Ruifeng: "Master! It was this kid who hurt Wang Ming!! ”

He has never called Xu Ruifeng master, whether he is in a hurry or not, but the hatred that rises from his cavity can't be changed.

"Don't touch him!"

Xu Ruifeng carried the middle and officially walked to the center of the battlefield, Xu Jiulong finally found an opportunity at this time, learning from the old Xu just now, standing on the dirt slope, aiming with a gun against the moon above his head, as if the order of the battlefield just now was maintained by him.

"Do you know Chinese?"

Lao Xu asked this.

The Japanese soldier stretched his big neck tendons, and he couldn't help but twist his tongue and said: "I am one of the few people in the skeleton team who have received Chinese training." ”

"That's okay, I'll just say a word, you hurt that person, it's my brother, I have to kill you."

The Japanese looked at Xu Ruifeng: "You caught up with our team, just to avenge a friend?" ”

Sibaozi: "Second goods, brothers are brothers, friends are friends, is that the the same thing?" Brothers, I walked around from the Hades Hall together and didn't know how many life-changing brothers went back and forth! ”

"Hmph, it's a shame to lose to you willful idiots!"

He rushed over, not carrying his gun, which was out of his hand when he knocked the old cigarette gun down in his back pocket.

Xu Ruifeng stood still, waiting for the other party to come over and reach out to grab the clothes on his shoulder, he felt that this kid should have practiced kung fu such as grappling or wrestling, and easily removed the bayonet on the middle form, and threw away the firearm, and waited for the opponent's hand to come, directly grabbed the opponent's wrist with his right hand, and the left-handed knife 'poof' pierced into the bend of the forearm, and then held the handle and dragged it back.

Swish.

The Japanese soldier's entire forearm was opened by him, and the wound on the arm was bent back to the wrist.

"Ah!!h

The Japanese son let out a miserable howl in pain, squatted directly on Xu Ruifeng's body, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and grab Xu Ruifeng's clothes.

He didn't want to fight anymore, but he just wanted to hold on to something and grit his teeth.

Lao Xu didn't care about that, grabbed the other party's wrist with his hand, and stabbed the back of the arm again, also opening a long gap.

Well!

The Japanese man fell to the ground with his arms raised and rolled back and forth, curling together in pain.

"Kill me!"

"Don't torture me anymore!"

The old cigarette gun walked up and spit a mouthful of sticky phlegm in his face: "What do you think?" ”

"Today, the king of heaven can't save you!"

The old smoking gun hit several Japanese soldiers, untied several trouser belts in succession, tied the Japanese feet and hung them upside down to the branches, and then, when the blood in the opponent's blood vessels flowed backwards into the brain, he gently cut the bulging blood vessels in the brain.

said: "We have a rule that we are not allowed to kill prisoners of war, I really don't let them." ”

A small stream of blood came out of the Japanese man's brain, and then the wound seemed to have lost its function of scabbing, and slowly gushed blood along the severed veins...... Drop by drop, and drop by drop, and drop by drop.