A burst of rapid gunfire sounded, it was the sound of a Czech light machine gun!

Wang Yu fought one after another, his expression was calm and calm, but a hint of shock suddenly appeared on his face.

"It's broken, it's Zhang Dabiao!"

He suddenly turned around and saw Zhang Dabiao holding the Japanese corpse and resisting the bullets of the light machine gun.

The one who shot was the first three-wheeled motorcycle, the Japanese with a machine gun!

Previously, Zhang Dabiao took a plane with a crow, broke several bones of the Japanese devil, and then slashed his stomach.

Then he rushed to another Japanese devil.

These injuries did not kill the Japanese directly, but instead fell into a brief fainting.

When Zhang Dabiao was fighting with another Japanese devil, the Japanese devil came to abdicate and didn't care whether his teammates were dead or alive. He helped up the Czech light machine gun, opened the bolt, and then started raking.

As soon as Zhang Dabiao solved the second Japanese devil, he felt alert and noticed it immediately.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the Japanese devil on the motorcycle. While frightened, he used his strength to block the body of the second Japanese devil in front of him.

At this moment, Wang Yu was about ten steps away from the first motorcycle tricycle. When he rushed over, the Japanese had finished shooting a round of bullets.

At close range, bullets have a high chance of penetrating the corpse, so Zhang Dabiao, who uses the corpse as a shield, is not safe.

Thoughts flew around, and in the flash, Wang Yu did not care about the pain of the tearing wound on his chest, and took a sudden step and kicked the 38th cover with a bayonet.

Chih!

The 38th Great Gai walked with the wind, and the bayonet above penetrated into the Japanese's chest, piercing it into a heart-warming mood.

The Japanese lowered their heads, looked at the bayonet in their chest, and fell down unwillingly.

The machine gun shooting also came to an abrupt end.

"Damn it, it's so dangerous. I almost got a gun!"

Zhang Dabiao was still scared and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

He threw the body of the Japanese in his hand aside and stood up.

Fortunately, the Japanese devil was broken by him and stabbed him again, and was seriously injured, which resulted in a much worse accuracy in shooting, and many bullets hit the ground.

Otherwise, even if there is a corpse block, he would have to eat a few guns.

“All…all solved?”

He stared at Wang Yu with his big eyes. Even though he was mentally prepared, Zhang Dabiao's heart was filled with shock.

If the first two Japanese attackers succeeded in sneak attacks, the six Japanese behind them would be really hard-working, which is so fucking awesome!

You know, from the beginning to now, it only took more than a dozen breaths. With just one dagger, I'm afraid that such one of the Eighth Route Army would not be found.

Wang Yu nodded, then looked at the two Japanese devils beside Zhang Dabiao and said:

"You are not bad either. You have to knock down two Japanese devils in just a short time!"

"You don't know how to make fun of me!"

Zhang Dabiao's fist clenched and clattered, and he punched Wang Yu directly on his shoulder.

If such a record is in normal times, it is indeed worth boasting. Not everyone can do it by using a dagger to kill two Japanese devils.

But now when compared with Wang Yu, it is a bit miserable and not worth mentioning.

"It's really a matter of death that people compare to others, and a matter of goods, you have to throw them..."

Zhang Dabiao muttered.

"But this knife is not too harsh, so I just wipe my neck next time!"

Wang Yu flipped through the Japanese corpse, looked at the wound on his stomach, and shook his head with some dissatisfaction.

After the organ in the stomach is stabbed, most of them cannot be killed immediately. If you want to be clean and neat, you should either stab the heart or wipe the neck.

Facing Wang Yu's preaching, Zhang Dabiao nodded undeniably. He did not forget about the relationship between the superiors and subordinates of the two, and said:

"The gunshots, and the Japanese around them may have noticed it. It will be too late if they don't leave!"

Wang Yu nodded and said, "If you just walk like this, you may be chased by the Japanese. Wait for me to arrange something and give the Japanese a big gift!"

Zhang Dabiao circled around the Japanese tricycle for a few times and asked Wang Yu who was fiddling around: "Can you ride this thing?"

Wang Yu nodded.

As the saying goes, "If you want to die quickly, just ride and kick it."

On the 14th and 5th day of his roar, the motorcycle was in full swing, so he often rode the two-wheeled motorcycle at home.

The three-wheeled motorcycle in front of me is much easier to ride than the two-wheeled motorcycle, but the turns should not be too fast, otherwise it will be easy to overturn.

Seeing Wang Yu nodding, Zhang Dabiao muttered: "Damn it, is there any reason for the gods? The gun is not vague, the knife is not vague, the fists are not vague, and it is not vague when it is this motorcycle's turn..."

Then the two rode far ahead, crossed the Japanese blockade line from a small path, and officially entered the enemy-occupied area.

...

In order to limit the Eighth Route Army's harassment and damage to the Japanese rear, Okamura Yasuji, the highest commander of the Japanese army stationed in North China, proposed the cage tactic of "iron wall encirclement".

Establish artillery towers and bunkers on important traffic roads to form grid-like blockades, blockades, and cut off the territory of the Eighth Route Army.

Thus, the Eighth Route Army, who was good at guerrilla warfare, was trapped in a narrow area.

The distance between the artillery towers is usually only two or three miles away, and there are telephones to connect with each other. Once something happens, the Japanese and puppet troops stationed in several artillery towers nearby will quickly dispatch to reinforce.

So, when the gunshots were fired, the Japanese army reacted immediately.

In just two or three minutes, two small teams of the Japanese and puppet troops arrived at the scene. Apart from the howling cold wind and the idling sound of motorcycle tricycle idling, there was a dead silence.

Ten Japanese soldiers died tragically, either pierced by bayonets, smeared their necks, and even more so, they were taken out of their white trachea!

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, the Japanese were shocked.

Many corpses had their eyes rammed and their expressions were horrified, as if they had encountered something incredible in front of them.

Moreover, the wounds were killed in one blow. He was killed before he could even shoot the gun during his lifetime.

No clues about the murderer were left at the scene.

This is simply a unilateral massacre!

Suddenly, a little Japanese man touched the corpse on a tricycle!

The body rolled to the ground, and the two grenades in their arms pulled out the security and fell onto the tricycle.

"Damn!"

The two Japanese were also clever and shouted and immediately lay on the ground.

The Japanese who were acting as alert and waiting in the distance also fell down one after another when they saw this.

Da da da da da!

The sound of Czech light machine guns sounded, and several Japanese devils who had not had time to lie down were hit by bullets.

Then the tricycle seemed to be driven by inexplicable power, carrying two grenades that opened the security and the clattering machine guns, and rushed straight into the Japanese pile!

"Injustice! Injustice is here to seek revenge!"

A puppet army looked at the unmanned tricycle, with wide eyes wide open, and was so scared that they were pissed.

boom!

The grenade exploded, tearing the tricycle to pieces.

A piece of iron cut off his head like a sharp blade of judgment!
Chapter completed!