"Bang Bang ······"

Under the attack, the devil also subconsciously pulled the trigger, and the sound of the 38 cover was very brittle, but it was already dumb before a few shots were fired.

Until they died, they did not find out where the enemy was, and they did not know who had killed them.

In the darkness, the sunlight shines through the layers of leaves, forming beams of lightsabers that fall to the ground, forming specks like copper coins. A devil who was hit in the chest, vomited blood in his mouth, and couldn't breathe, but was not yet dead, when he was dying, a hazy divine light aimed at a person who suddenly appeared there.

It was dark and couldn't see clearly, but the beams of sunlight hit his body, as if he was inlaid with a layer of gold, as he walked, more and more blurred, the whole person wandered in the light and darkness, and he couldn't see clearly, very mysterious!

"Goblins!"

The devil vomited blood in his mouth and spit out a sentence in Japanese.

"Phew! Bang! ”

Two high-speed spinning bullets passed through the muffler and then into his heart and head like silent ghosts.

Martin boots in hard cowhide are stepped on rotten leaves.

After replenishing the gun for the devil who was not dead, Zhou Yang quickly bent down before the devil could touch it.

He's going to touch the corpse!

"Type 38 rifle, 6.5mm bullet, melon grenade, ······"

Zhou Yang has a pair of dexterous hands, his nimble fingers touch and feel, like a butterfly flying back and forth, every drop can be scavenged loot, every loot he touches is disappeared out of thin air, and soon under Zhou Yang's skillful and dexterous skills, the bodies of these dead ghosts were looted.

Before the crossing, after experiencing high-intensity battles with those traversers, Zhou Yang's remaining ammunition has basically bottomed out, if he can't replenish the ammunition in time, once the few remaining bullets are gone, he will have no combat effectiveness!

After all, having lost the ability to strike at long range, this portable space is no longer a battle fortress for oneself, but just a narrow and cramped shelter.

It's back in the carry-on space.

Perhaps they heard the sound of gunshots, and soon a dozen devils ran over with guns.

Zhou Yang did not show his head, but reserved two holes the size of nostrils to connect with the outside world for ventilation.

Whether it is the rain of bullets and bullets outside, the flesh and blood are flying, or the clouds are dense and the rain is pouring down. In this portable space, you are safe. Zhou Yang leaned against the wall and took out a glass jar from his backpack, which was soaked in a petal of peeled orange, undulating in the orange clear sugar water. Unscrew the lid, and the sweet smell immediately fills the two cubes of carry-on space.

Drinking his favorite orange syrup, Zhou Yang took out a packaged bread from his backpack. Although the bread has expired for more than a year, the taste has not changed much, and it is already the doomsday stomach that has been cultivated for more than half a year, even a little deterioration will not easily make Zhou Yang's steel stomach revolutionary.

At this time, because of a few gunshots just now, more than a dozen ghost soldiers who heard the sound also found the squad that was killed by Zhou Yang.

For a moment, the devil was on abnormal alert, and only after making sure that there were no enemies around him did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"Eight Ga Ya Road!"

"Aso-kun is dead!"

"All members of the Aso detachment are broken!"

"There are no enemies found around, not even any traces of battle, who exactly killed them!? Could it be a ghost!? ”

"I didn't even hear the enemy's gunfire!"

"It's weird!"

"What kind of troops can kill the Aso detachment silently! It's horrible! Could it be that the people of China formed a special attack team? ”

"I think it's weird here······"

The devil shouted nervously, a gust of wind blew, and in the dim mountain forest, the shadows of the trees moved, and the sunlight was especially blurred with the shaking canopy.

The devils shuddered.

In the carry-on space,

Zhou Yang was not in a hurry to make a move, he held the bread in one hand and the glass jar in the other, and counted the loot he had looted with his eyes.

"One short gun, five long guns, nine chains."

A devil usually carries a hundred and twenty rounds of ammunition with him, because these devils basically didn't have time to shoot before they were killed by Zhou Yang. There were more than 1,000 rounds of ammunition in total, as well as a dozen melon grenades.

A handful of fat!

Looking at these loot, Zhou Yang had a sense of pleasure when he was playing a game of eating chicken, picking up boxes.

With these, you can finally do it boldly without worrying about running out of ammunition.

Moreover, although the 38 cover is much more primitive than the Steyr automatic rifle with an infrared sight magnifier, it is an excellent firearm in the World War II period, and it was also served in the devil for more than 40 years, and it was not completely retired until 1980.

Its effective range is 460 meters, which is no worse than the Steyr AUG rifle, and it is also a very classic and easy-to-use firearm.

Eat and drink to your heart's content.

Zhou Yang looked through the hole and saw that nearly twenty devils had gathered outside. At this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Yang's mouth, this group of stupid devil soldiers, it was just a matter of getting together, and they even happened to stand around their own personal space, and there was a devil who coincided with his position!

This makes Zhou Yang look like he is stuck in a bug!

"One, two, three······· Seventeen devils. ”

Zhou Yang picked up a grenade with a cruel smile, pulled the ring of the grenade, and let go.

At the bottom of the carry-on space, a hole the size of a volleyball appeared.

The devils outside did not realize the arrival of death, and after checking the surroundings and finding no trace of the enemy, they waited for the arrival of the large army.

"Duh~"

The ghost soldier who was on guard suddenly saw a round thing suddenly fall out of thin air.

Because the ground was covered with a thick layer of dead leaves, the grenade didn't make much noise when it landed.

By the time a devil notices the grenade and shouts out, it's too late!

Accompanied by a "grenade" exclamation, "Boom! Suddenly, the gunpowder exploded violently, and the elastic skin exploded, and the fine steel balls exploded violently, burrowing into the bodies of the devils at close range.

When the grenade exploded, Zhou Yang turned off all the breathing holes, closing the last trace of contact between the carry-on space and the outside world.

After about half a minute, Zhou Yang reopened the two eye-sized holes, and the smell of gunpowder smoke came in.

"Ahem~"

Zhou Yang choked and coughed twice, then covered his mouth and nose.

As the smell of gunpowder smoke came in at the same time, there was also a painful groaning sound of "ouch~ouch~ouch~assi~".

With the wind of the mountains and forests, the smoke of gunpowder was blown away, and the slightly moist dead leaves on the ground were not ignited, but they were blown up in all directions, and the fine leaves flew in the air.

A few devils who weren't killed by the explosion were buried in the dead leaves and whimpered.

"Puff Puff ······"

The Rolloc 17 pistol is stamped from monolithic plastic, which is lightweight and very comfortable to hold in the hand.

The index finger pulled the trigger and sent the bullets into the devil's heart one by one, ending their pain.

At this time, on the black crystal-like bracelet on Zhou Yang's wrist, there was a faint flash, and some numbers jumped quickly a few times.