Lin Feng didn't want to give this group of eight lambs too much time because they didn't deserve it.

"Do you want to let people go?"

Lin Feng casually grabbed a little Baga and shot her to death.

For Lin Feng, it was not people who died now, but beasts and beasts and bastards!

Without this group of Baga, there would be no unscrupulous little devils in the Dragon Country.

Watching the tragic death of a loved one, a young little Yaga shouted for his mother.

Monk Wei roared at the screen.

"You still have the face to shout? When you were in the Dragon Kingdom for the massacre, did you ever think that those people also had mothers? ”

Lin Feng grabbed the second one without speaking, and pulled the trigger.

And then the third.

The little devil was completely stunned, he didn't expect Lin Feng to be such a ruthless person.

Without saying a word, he flew over directly, and wanted to kill his whole family.

So what's the point of being promoted in the Dragon Kingdom?

The commander of the little devil was so noisy that his brain felt confused, and there were many devils, for fear that Lin Feng would take advantage of his own family.

"That person is right, there is no need to cut on the common people. We're going to let these ordinary people go, right? ”

When the little devil had such an idea, it spread throughout the barracks.

I'm afraid that the next unlucky person will be my relatives.

Seeing the little devil shaken, Lin Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he still looked like he was going to kill and pulled out his machete.

"When will you release them?"

Lin Feng raised the knife and aimed it at a little girl, and the devil commander was finally in a hurry.

"Keiko, don't kill my daughter, I'll release her immediately!"

Xiao Baga hurriedly asked people to open the door and let the people evacuate immediately, and the Eighth Route Army waiting outside hurriedly greeted these people.

"Do a good job of vigilance."

After the boss gave the order, he lowered his body and observed the little devil.

When the old devil Ichiro Oshima heard that his weight was going to be replaced by his subordinates, he hurried back on his horse.

"Yaga, who asked you to change people?"

The angry old devil kept cursing, snatched the machine gun from the city and opened fire at the city.

The boss reacted the quickest and raised the fast gun and hit the old devil's hand.

"Pull back."

The common people were not injured, but it was an Eighth Route Army, and they were beaten through the shoulder in order to cover the common people.

"Bring people back."

Knowing that the old devil dared to shoot, Lin Feng was furious.

"I'm not going to kill you today. Who is the family of the old devil on Oshima? ”

The little devil was already frightened by the posture just now, and automatically stepped aside.

An old Baga in a wheelchair was pushed out.

"I'm Ichiro Oshima's father."

This old Baga looked at Lin Feng with a proud and provocative look on his face.

"Do you know what your son did in the Dragon Kingdom?"

Lao Baga was very proud.

"Of course, I know that he often writes back, and I often warn him that as a soldier, don't care about the lives of ordinary people."

Lin Feng gritted his teeth.

"You are really an old king, dead or alive. Who did those ordinary people provoke? ”

Lao Baga snorted coldly, his expression was very light.

"They're just a consumable, the most useless thing in the world."

Lin Feng's eyes widened in disbelief, and his clenched fists rattled.

"Have you ever lost a loved one? Have you ever watched a loved one die right in front of your eyes? ”

Lin Feng was a little annoyed, and his fists clenched tighter and tighter.

Old Baga was self-righteous, and he didn't take Lin Feng, a young man, in his eyes at all.

"My son is the best hero of the Empire, and he should kill all the people of the Dragon Kingdom!"

This last sentence made Lin Feng glare!

"Boss, please give me the command!"

The people of the Dragon Kingdom heard what they said just now, and the people stopped running away, staring at the little devil with their eyes.

Thinking back to the sufferings of their own people, they were all given by these kings and eight lambs, and now they still look down on themselves in a grand manner.

Who can bear this?

"I announce the transfer of the command of the Eighth Route Army to Comrade Lin Feng!"

Lin Feng put the knife away and got closer.

"Old devil, I let you see your son die in front of your eyes today, I hope you will be so calm for a while."

Lin Feng straightened up.

"The Eighth Route Army and the Special Operations Group obey orders, in front of you are the little devils who participated in the massacre, I order you to avenge the 300,000 victims, and avenge the 15 million compatriots who were killed!"

Lin Feng's voice echoed around the scene for a long time.

Someone in the crowd shouted the word revenge and rushed towards the little devil.

This time no one chose to solve this group of debris with modern weapons.

Instead, he raised his bayonet and a big ring knife, and the little devil had never seen such a fierce morale.

Tens of thousands of Eighth Route troops rushed towards him with Sen Han's sword, and Xiao Baga's morale instantly collapsed and ran backwards.

The common people who finally escaped also remembered their dead relatives, and took the stones on the ground to participate in the battle and fought with the little devils.

The battlefield instantly became white-hot, the screams continued, and the wounded Eighth Route Army held big knives and little devils desperately to the death.

Ichiro Oshima didn't expect Lin Feng's words to be so combative.

Now this group of people rushed towards them like crazy, and while dodging, they were also hit with stones by the common people.

His face was covered in blood and he was embarrassed.

It seems that only with a knife can he vent his hatred, and the little devil is chased like a lost dog, and the head of the rat is running all over the ground.

This group of eight lambs may not understand until they die, obviously they have the weight and want to slaughter the city.

How did it turn around and be slaughtered?

Looking at the tragic picture of the battle, the little eight Ga were worried.

This path of war was chosen by themselves, so why did they say that if they didn't fight, they wouldn't fight?

One by one, the devils fell, until finally the devils who could stand up were pierced back and forth by two bayonets, and the battle was temporarily stopped.

"Son..."

There was a lot of crying at the scene, some crying for their husbands and some crying for their sons.

Lin Feng was sweating profusely and sat down.

"Dead compatriots, who weeps?"

Lin Feng never thought that Xiao Yaga was innocent, if it weren't for the war, maybe everyone would live the life they yearn for.

A few little Baga wanted to rush up to find Lin Feng for revenge, but they were knocked to the ground and convulsed by the power grid.

"It's like losing a loved one, is it comfortable?"

Ichiro Oshima was found out of the pile of dead people, and the old devil was in good health and could still stand up.

The surrounding people all picked up their knives, looked at the devil who ordered to kill their relatives, and stabbed them fiercely.

More and more people are getting involved, eager to eat the flesh of this little devil and drink his blood.

Until people are chopped into pulp, everyone's anger cannot be extinguished.

"Do you feel bad to see your son?"

Lin Feng stared at the old devil and said this.

The scene was too bloody, and the old devil convulsed in fright.

"Please get out of the way, I'm going to take grandpa back!"