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Eight hundred and thirtieth chapters rescue

Just now, Ma Laosan and the others did not pay attention when cleaning up the Japanese. After twisting a Japanese neck, the Japanese fainted, but did not die immediately. Even though he was stabbed in the back of his heart, he still forced himself to shoot.

Fortunately, this scene was discovered by Li Feng, otherwise the big bald head would probably become a bald head. After all, the Japanese gun was aiming at him, and Li Feng believed that the Japanese gun was likely to be bursting with this gun, and he would also be broken in front of the big bald head.

"Boss, the Japanese man's neck has been broken and his heart has been pierced through us. Just now, he forced himself to pretend to be dead and quietly climbed to the gun to shoot and warn him."

Ma Laosan felt very guilty. He was the one who was responsible for cleaning the Japanese next to the cliff. If the Japanese really fired, the boss and the bald man would be really dangerous, and this action might be immediately declared as a failure.

"Go back and write a review, your position will be demoted by half. You can find out about the rest of the matter with me. If you are in jail or something, let her do it. Now you should focus on the task in front of you."

The little fat man didn't blame much. It was not surprising that anything happened in the battlefield. It was very likely that a stone hit the dead man's hand, and the man's hand happened to be placed on the trigger and shot him just in time. Li Feng had heard of it.

Not to mention the current one!

Seeing that Ma Lao San felt so guilty, the bald man smiled very generously:

"Wenda, you don't have to feel too guilty. I am on the battlefield now, and even if I die, I will be loyal to this country. That only means I am not lucky, no one can blame me."

The old charlatan surprisingly did not talk back to the big bald man for the first time. After all, this time his apprentice made a mistake, so he couldn't say too much. It would be fine if the bald man didn't come and just beat him up.

The old nun seemed very calm, or there was nothing that could make her face look like other expressions, even though the big bald man was almost beaten to death by the Japanese.

"We're going to set out!"

Although the old nun said so, her pace did not move, because everyone knew that it would be better to listen to Li Feng's command in the army.

At this time, the fat man quietly touched the front. Looking at the barbed wire of the Japanese prisoner-of-war camp in front, Li Feng gestured to the eagle and asked him to go over and take a look first.

The eagle was very fast. After a while, it climbed to the vicinity of the barbed wire. It cut the barbed wire in a few seconds. In less than ten minutes, it ran back and squatted beside Li Feng and replied in a low voice:

"Boss, there is nothing unusual. It seems that the Japanese troops were attracted by us to the front. I didn't see many Japanese behind this prisoner-of-war camp."

"Okay, everyone will prepare and approach the Japanese prisoner-of-war camp as quietly as possible!"

Hearing Li Feng say this, several soldiers in charge of the pathfinder took out the trouble from their bags, all of which were vises, which could be used to cut the Japanese barbed wire.

Seeing several soldiers lying on the ground and cutting the barbed wire, Li Feng quietly touched them with his people and almost got into the sphere of influence of the Japanese.

What surprised Li Feng was that the old Japanese really didn't set up much defense behind it. All the remaining people were solved by the old nun and Ma Laosan, the old villain.

The little fat man held a submachine gun in both hands. When he passed by the corpse of the Japanese next to him, he didn't even look at him. The main reason was that Ma Laosan's toxin was a bit strange. He was afraid that he would be disgusted after seeing the corpse of the Japanese. After all, he still had to eat after the war. It was not good to be too disgusted.

No matter how powerful a group of people were, they were finally discovered when they approached the Japanese prison camp. Unfortunately, these Japanese were too slow. Li Feng and others opened everyone's cell. Whether it was the Northwest Army, the Central Army, or some workers caught by the Japanese, they were all released.

Da da da da da!

"Come on them quickly and don't let them run away."

A small team leader of the Japanese held a turtle box in his hand and led some Japanese and Li Feng and others to work, thinking that they would not allow these prisoners of war camp to escape. You should know that they played a very important role in the next battle to attack Zhongtiao Mountain, especially some of the soldiers of the Northwest Army.

Using these Northwest Army soldiers to attack Zhongtiao Mountain will definitely have unexpected results.

Unfortunately, these Japanese underestimated Li Feng and the others too much. When they got closer, a row of submachine guns suddenly appeared in front of them. Within 50 meters, half of the Japanese were knocked down with a burst of strafing.

Big Dogzi is a fool. When he threw the grenade, he forgot to unplug the pins. Then he was very embarrassed and directly smashed the Japanese team leader to death.

Li Feng asked the Japanese in his heart and said in silence, then searched for it, and threw two thunders out from left and right.

Boom~

A few screams came from the Japanese pile, and it seemed that they were blown up.

The Japanese at the main entrance of the prisoner-of-war camp felt that there was a fight inside. They just wanted to take it in and rushed inside, but suddenly they found that the Central Team in front rushed over and bit them tightly.

"Squadron leader, a riot occurred in the prisoner-of-war camp. It seemed that someone had sneaked in. All the prisoners and workers were released. Now a small team of people are struggling to support, asking for support..."

After the messenger and the Japanese said this, they fell down. As for whether they died or not, no one knew.

The Japanese squadron leader almost vomited blood when he heard about this situation. He thought that this was a fat man, and he might have made contributions after he did it. Isn’t it a pleasure to become a squadron leader?

But now the situation has changed suddenly. Not to mention the captain of the squadron, he will probably become a captain with less heads...

"Baga, order the troops to move back slowly, and you must not let the prisoners behind run out."

"Hi!"

The Japanese ordered the Japanese to go on, and the second squadron of the Eighth Route Army was not idle either. As soon as they saw the Japanese retreating slowly, the second squadron leader Ma guessed the Japanese's intentions and shouted at the brothers around him.

"Brothers, the boss just said that the helmets on the head of the Japanese in front are all ours. Don't you want a helmet, don't you want a submachine gun?

If this battle is done, let alone the submachine guns and helmets, his mother also said that we would like to give us some white wine and even new beef. If you want to eat it, just follow me."

The helmet on the head of the second squadron captain became extremely mottled. Several shrapnel had just passed his helmet, and it seemed that he had experienced a lot of dangers.

A group of soldiers heard that there are such people in wars. They all robbed the Japanese helmets, which is great. If you don’t hand over the war, you will be able to loosen the diamonds!

A group of soldiers rushed forward like chicken blood and bit the Japanese tightly. The Japanese's face turned pale because they were in a dilemma now. If they only care about the front, something must have happened later. If they only care about the back, they would probably be eaten by the people in front of them now.
Chapter completed!
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