The log rolled closer and closer, and the little devils couldn't see that the PLA soldiers hiding behind the log were getting more and more agitated, and the bullets hitting the log could not hurt the people hiding behind the log except for some sawdust.

Seeing that the little devils finally moved, the soldiers who had already aimed at the entrance of the cave in the distance saw that there was a little devil showing their heads, and they immediately shot a mess of ping-pong, which frightened the little devils and quickly retracted their heads.

Xie Tian smiled and shouted at the soldiers beside him: "Yes, fight like this, don't be afraid to waste bullets on Lao Tzu, let the commandos get closer and let's invite the little devils to eat chili fried meat." ”

Some of the soldiers laughed out loud, as long as they followed the division commander to fight devils, every battle was extremely easy.

The log rolled closer and closer, and the little devil became more and more agitated.

Matsumoto knew that they were in a desperate situation, and it wouldn't be long before they ran out of bullets.

Now it's only one to die.

Matsumoto did not hate the Chinese who were besieging them outside, he only hated Kita.

If it hadn't been for Seiichi Kita shooting him in the thigh, it would have been entirely possible for him to escape with these people.

As the log approached, the bullets that entered the hole became more dense, and the little devil was in danger of being killed as long as he came up.

Rushing out is a dead end, and being trapped here is still a dead end.

The little devil was stunned, and one of the devils rushed out from behind the dodging rocks with a grenade and shouted "Long live the emperor", trying to find the PLA commandos hiding behind the logs.

The ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

The little devil had just jumped up from behind the stone and had already been shot a few times, barely rushed to the entrance of the cave and was hit in the head by a bullet, and the screams that lifted his breath in his mouth stopped abruptly, and he fell to the ground with a pop, but the grenade in his hand was not wasted at all, he was crushed under himself, and with an explosion, the whole person was lifted up, and turned into a pile of broken rotten meat.

Taking advantage of the moment when the devil was stunned, the commandos behind the log shot their long-prepared bows and arrows, and the chili buns tied to the shafts of the arrows had already been ignited.

A few wooden arrows that were just sharpened heads were shot into the cave, and two of them flew directly into the depths of the cave, making the little devil stunned.

What age are you still playing with cold weapons, aren't the guns in your hands easy to use?

As a result, the little devils were sad in the next second, and the choking smell of chili peppers came to their faces, filling the entire cave.

Matsumoto Mountain shouted in horror: "It's poison gas!! ”

He is an expert in this area, and the first thing he thinks of under the conditioned reflex is poison gas.

Hearing the exclamation of Matsumoto Mountain support, the little devils who were choking and coughing violently suddenly changed their faces.

They knew how tragic it was to die under the poison gas bomb, even if they hadn't seen it before, the scene in Zhangzhuang just now was just what happened yesterday.

Thousands, one by one, fell.

It is not known what kind of pain those people will endure before they die, but it is conceivable that it will not be pleasant.

I'd rather be killed by a bullet than gased.

The little devils almost had the same idea, screaming and jumping up and rushing out of the hole.

Matsumoto Mountain Support hurriedly exclaimed: "Don't go out, it's just chili pepper ......"

Some people heard it, some people didn't, and those who heard it did not hesitate to ignore the shouts of support from Mt. Matsumoto.

If you don't go out and stay here, it's not the same as waiting for death, and who knows what kind of torture tricks these Chinese will come up with outside later.

Sooner or later, you will die, so why stay here and endure torture?

Therefore, the little devils rushed to the entrance of the cave without hesitation.

The bullets of the PLA soldiers naturally will not show mercy to the little devils, and the little devils who can break out of the hole and die outside are already regarded as green smoke on the ancestral grave.

Ping Pong really shot a mess, and a group of devils fell inside and outside the hole.

The commandos who rushed up from the log didn't expect the power of this chili noodle to be so great, and they rushed out to kill the little devils without even preparing the second round of attacks, so they hurriedly dropped their bows and arrows and picked up their guns to join the ranks of hunting devils.

In fact, the power of chili noodles is not so great, and the divine assistance supported by Matsumoto Mountain is the source of the motivation for these devils to rush out of the cave.

Who made him the brick master of this discipline?

Matsumoto Mountain supports the use of facts to prove to everyone, you can listen to the words of the brick family, forget it, don't take it seriously, it will really be fatal.

There were more than a dozen devils in total, and the one-sided slaughter ended quickly, and there were dead bodies inside and outside the cave.

At this moment, only Matsumoto Mountain, who was still hiding in the cave, was left alive among the twelve devils, but his uncontrollable coughing revealed his whereabouts.

The soldiers of the commando team rushed up with guns and leaned on both sides of the hole, covering their noses and enduring the choking smell and shouting into the cave: "The devils inside get out, and if you don't come out, Lao Tzu's grenades will go in." ”

Hu Zhiyong, who served as the commando leader, took out a grenade and scolded: "Sansheng, what nonsense are you talking to him, the division commander didn't say that he wanted to catch him alive." Come, grandpa will reward you with an iron sweet potato, which is grown in your hometown, and you must be used to eating it. ”

Whoosh, the Type 91 sweet potato grenade was thrown into the hole.

Damn, it's clear that more than a dozen of us are commandos, but the devils were killed by a large army of assists from afar, and we didn't touch a few shots, and finally saw a live one, with an itchy forehand, in case you shouted that he really raised his hand and came out, Lao Tzu was disgraceful to fight the devil who raised his hand and surrendered.

Boom, the sound of explosions in the cave sounded, and the smoke of gunpowder filled the air.

The cough suddenly weakened.

Xie Tian strode over surrounded by guards and a group of soldiers, and the soldiers of the assault team had already dragged out the corpses of the devils inside and outside the cave and placed them at the entrance of the cave.

Without anyone to explain, the devils who had not died just now were shot again by the soldiers, including the support of Matsumoto Mountain.

It has long been an unwritten military rule of the People's Liberation Army to kill devils, so when PLA soldiers were cleaning up the battlefield, there has never been an accident in which an injured devil shoots a black gun or even detonates a grenade.

If it doesn't exist, as long as it's a devil who is not sure if you are still alive, PLA soldiers will habitually ask with bullets.

Seeing Xie Tian coming up, Hu Zhiyong hurriedly ran up to report: "Report to the division commander, a total of twelve devils have all been killed." ”

Xie Tian nodded and stepped forward to check on the killed devils, looking at them one by one, Xie Tian couldn't help frowning slightly.

There is no Gangcun Ningci.

Although Xie Tian just flew by the plane to follow Gangcun Ningci, he also imprinted in his mind what this old devil looked like.

And the oldest of the devils killed looked to be about forty years old, and they didn't match Gangcun Ningci at all.

Could it be that this person is the devil official that the uncle in the mill camp said?

Thank goodness I'm not sure.