Chapter 0700: Taipingyang has no tears, suffocation
The USS Florida aircraft carrier was filled with desolation, and Hiromura Sanada stood on the bridge, his eyes full of gloom and anger.
He did not condemn loudly, nor did he lose his mind in anger. He knew that this was war and death and injury were inevitable.
Even if I were in the other party's position, I'm afraid I would make the same choice.
"Boom boom boom!"
The roar of the sea, mixed with the roar of Bayi Bar, howled and roared in the wind.
The American and Australian soldiers floating on the sea became quiet at the same time.
They did not cry or beg for mercy!
These soldiers floating in the sea, with nostalgia for life in their eyes, quietly looked at the Chinese soldiers on the big black submarine,
They calmly raised their guns, fired, replaced their magazines, and fired again...
Every bullet will carve a red flower of life on the dark green sea...
Then, a soldier quietly disappeared on the sea, never to float again...
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"Whoosh!"
A small black door next to the bridge opened silently.
Four people, Liu Shiba, Qin Da, Lao Tang, and Huang Zhong, filed out.
Standing on the wet deck, Huang Zhong stared at the unbelievable scene in front of him with his eyes wide open.
More than 130 soldiers brought by the storm stood at the handrails on both sides of the deck, with empty bullet casings piled at everyone's feet.
And each of these soldiers had a cold look on their face, and they fired like machines.
After firing thirty-three rounds of bullets, he numbly took off the magazine, picked up the full magazine at his feet, slapped the magazine upwards with a "pop" sound, then loaded the gun, raised the gun and fired...
There was no expression in the eyes of these soldiers, and every shot could kill almost a life struggling on the sea.
On the battlefield, there is no such thing as mercy and grace, that is a joke!
On the sea, both warring parties can only do one thing, kill each other or be killed by the other party.
The aircraft carrier USS Florida was docked on the sea less than 300 meters away from the storm. There were only a few non-combatants such as ground crews, communications troops, cooks, etc. left on the deck. Everyone looked pale and frightened.
The character is carved directly on the forehead.
At the front of these people stood the commander of the fleet, Sanada Hiromura.
Sanada Hiromura had no expression on his face, clenching his fists tightly, leaving a trace of blood on the corner of his lips. He looked at the soldiers who fell into the sea and were killed one by one with precise points. Then he looked up at the four people standing on the storm deck in the distance.
film.
Among the four figures, there is an ordinary-looking young man standing slightly in front, and the other three people stand behind.
"Gentlemen! I am Sanada Hiromura, commander of the American fleet. Although the two sides are belligerents, I still beg you to please let go of these people behind me. They are not soldiers."
Sanada Hiromura shouted at Liu Shiba in a proficient English voice.
Most of Liu Shiba's English pronunciations have been given back to the English teacher. Currently, he can only understand the first three words: gentlemen.
Therefore, in order to win the trust of these soldiers who were still shooting, Liu Shiba pretended to understand and just nodded slightly.
"What did that guy say? What do you mean by picking up your sister?"
Huang Zhong has never heard any English in his life.
It happened that Huang Zhong was asking about Qin Da.
Qin Da had a dark face, glanced sideways at Liu Shiba, who looked gloomy, and added:
"That guy is a barbarian. I think that's what my mother-in-law often said. I'll make your sister a hundred times and it won't be a problem..."
Although Old Tang was a country businessman, he was still in a copycat university. After studying hard for a period of time, he could still understand a few ABCDs.
"Cough cough cough!"
Old Tang waved the mahogany sword in his hand, waved it fiercely a few times, and laughed wildly:
"Qin Da, Niubi, you two country bumpkins, don't you understand? This guy is speaking the American Indian language.
According to our terms, this guy speaks foreign language..."
"Old Tang, please explain, what did this guy say?"
Qin Da looked at the sea that was almost stained red with blood, and turned to look at Old Tang.
Tang was stunned when he heard this. Seeing that Qin Da, who usually did not criticize him, was not ashamed to ask questions, he gave Liu Shiba a vague look and instantly became proud.
"Qin Da, Niu Bi, I, Old Tang, still know a few foreign languages, so it will be fine. I will explain it to you."
Having said this, Old Tang once again looked at Liu Shiba, who was slightly shaken, and added to himself:
"The guy who spoke is a Japanese, and he is not a good guy at first glance.
His meaning is very obvious, I created your sister and my mother, what do you want to do?
There are still many people on our aircraft carrier. You can't kill them all. If you have the ability, you can kill all of us. If you die, you will crush your women to death..."
"Arrogant!"
When Huang Zhong heard this, a fighting spirit burst out in his eyes.
Qin Da clenched his fists, making loud noises, his eyes were blood red...
Liu Shiba, who was standing at the front, couldn't bear to listen. His expression froze, the corners of his mouth turned up, and a wave of bad breath in his stomach spurted out directly through the three-way anus.
The terrain where Liu Shiba was standing was slightly higher, and this breath, as if it were connected through nine acupoints, was sprayed directly into Old Tang's mouth.
The smell of burps shocked Old Tang to such a miserable look that he vomited repeatedly. He looked at Liu Shiba with a resentful look, gritted his teeth and added again:
"He also said that we soldiers holding the Bayi Ban are a group of evil spirits and will go to hell after death."
Among the soldiers standing by the armrest, shooting quietly, one of the soldiers finally looked back at Old Tang and said coldly:
"Nonsense."
Old Tang Tian had no sense of shame, but smiled and echoed in a very affirmative voice:
"Yes! You see this guy is talking nonsense again, come on! Give him a few shots quickly and kill this guy."
"Enough!"
Liu Shiba turned his head and snorted angrily.
"Didn't you say you could detonate those aerial bombs that were thrown in? Hurry up, or I will throw you into the sea to feed the fish."
When Old Tang heard this, his face turned bitter, and he said with a smile:
"I just said it casually, do you dare to believe it?"
"Then I don't believe it, so I'll throw you directly into the sea."
Liu Shiba had no expression on his face.
Old Tang stopped talking, quickly raised the peach wood sword with his right hand, raised his head to the sky, and said something in his mouth:
"The sky is spirited, the earth is spirited, the Supreme Lord is as anxious as the law, wind, fire, thunder and lightning clouds, metal, wood, water, fire and earth, hold your breath..."
For a long time, nothing worked...
Some soldiers who had finished firing their bullets turned to look at Old Tang curiously and said to themselves: Where did you hire such a magic stick?
This is modern warfare, what do you need a magician to do?
There was a strange look in Liu Shiba's eyes. He found that he actually noticed a flash of red light from Old Tang's peach wood sword, but it immediately dissipated in the air.
This is the flame talisman, or an important factor in stimulating the flame talisman?
Do you need to transfer the power of fire contained in the peach wood sword to the aircraft carrier?
The banner formation, the gathering formation...
Liu Shiba's mind moved, and the sixteen-pole flag appeared instantly!
He ignored the shocked looks of some soldiers around him and directly waved his hand, volleying the sixteen flags into a line.
At the same time, he shouted loudly, and at the same time, a mysterious breath of his own erupted from the anus, shouting:
"Old Tang, hold your breath..."
Old Tang didn't stand in a good position. He took in a suffocating breath and retched in his throat and said:
