.Chapter 2413 A long song

Puff! Puff! Puff!

As the brothers in the circle were about to leave, several clear roars instantly cut through the quiet night. When Nie Wuming heard this sound, he immediately shouted: "Distract me quickly!" Before he could finish his words, four flares exploded in the air, and the entire night sky reflected instantly seemed like day.

The brothers who were dominating the Golden Triangle immediately lowered their heads, then closed their eyes and rolled towards the nearby trunk. The illumination intensity of this flare is extremely strong. If they stared at it, their eyes would be blinded instantly. At the same time, they also realized that the enemies on both sides had surrounded and killed them.

The light like daylight flies in a flash.

But in this moment, both sides had even seen each other's shadows through the jungle. At the moment the light disappeared, dozens of elite Japanese soldiers took the lead in attacking. The gunshots of "dadada" came, and all the bullets like tide poured into the area where they were just in.

If it's one second later, the big brothers will probably turn into hornet's nests.

Puff! Puff!

A few crisp sounds of sniper rifles sounded, and four Japanese men fiddling with the bazooka were killed one by one by one by one by quick-eyed dumb hammers and earth cannons. However, while firing, they also targeted each other, in exchange for a crazier counterattack. The bullets poured like raindrops, killing the branches across.

For a moment, gunfire burst into the sky, and everyone was reflected by gunfire.

Everyone in the large circle of elite soldiers wore night vision instruments. With the observation ability of night vision goggles, they shot towards areas with dense firepower. Whenever the bullet was shot, the enemy fell to the ground. Then they threw out a few limited grenades, and all the enemies within a radius of ten meters were in chaos.

The cannon also carried the bazooka and blasted out at a bunch of enemies.

boom!

More than ten enemies were blown to the ground, but a bullet also hit the cannon, overturning the latter to the ground. Fortunately, he was also wearing a bulletproof vest, otherwise he would have met the King of Hell at this moment. Even so, his chest still felt a faint pain, and when he was slapping and exhaling, a knife flashed.

Danger is approaching!

A ninja flew down from above with the help of a branch, and his samurai sword was straight at the head of the cannon. The cannon did not expect that at the critical moment of this kind of hot weapon confrontation, the ninja who was killed in the sky actually attacked the tree with a knife, which made him furious and could only roll out on the spot.

The posture is quite ugly and embarrassing, but it is better than anything else to be able to save lives.

bite!

The tip of the knife touched the soil and made a slight movement.

A hint of surprise flashed across the ninja's face. Obviously, he didn't expect the cannon to avoid the thunder attack. However, he didn't have much time to appreciate the opponent's agility. He shook his right hand and bounced up the tip of the knife. A figure like ink spreading out rotated out, and then took the cannon's forehead.

The artillery was exhausted after continuous force, so I couldn't do it when facing this knife.

Just as he stared at his eyes and waited for death, he pounced! A bullet whizzed past him, and a stream of blood sputtered onto his face. The cannon was stunned at first, and then he looked around and saw the Japanese ninja in front of him plopped down, with a hole piercing out of his neck, and his flesh and blood were blurred and lifeless.

Apparently someone shot and saved himself.

As soon as the cannon licked his lips, he saw the mute hammer waved at him in the distance. He immediately knew that it was his good brother who saved him, so he nodded and smiled. At this time, he saw a round of bullets passing by the mute hammer. The latter quickly rolled out on the spot, holding a gun in his backhand and continued to shoot at the enemy.

The gun's mouth opened slightly, and he felt that he saw a bloody flower bounced up from the mute hammer. His intuition told the mute hammer that it was injured, but before he could pounce over, a Japanese man rushed from behind with a knife, and the gun that had recovered his strength immediately kicked him in the knee.

"ah--"

The latter fell to the ground and fell to the sky with four legs.

He turned sideways and wanted to get up. The cannon had already taken out his gun and pushed it on his head, cursing angrily: "Damn it! I'll kill you." After that, he shot and exploded the former's head. Bang! A stream of blood sputtered on the cannon's face, but he didn't even touch it.

Turn around and shoot at the rushing enemy.

The enemies come too quickly and too many.

Thirty-eight people were hit by more than 200 elite Japanese troops, and the pressure was imagined.

Bang bang bang bang!

Fight! Now only battle can win.

Facing the locust-like enemy, Nie Wuming completely fell into cold blood. He was surrounded by the enemy like a phantom. His weapon in his hand was blooming in the fire trajectory that could be seen with naked eyes during the day, like a fire dragon with its teeth and claws, wantonly taking the other party's life.

Wherever Nie Wuming passed, his vitality was extinguished, which caused more enemies to fight back. He had been hit by many bullets on his body. If it weren't for the black iron armor, he would have been seriously injured. Even so, his ears, arms, and thighs were still covered with blood, and his scars were covered.

"Swoosh!"

A bullet hit Nie Wuming's barrel with a whistling wave, which made his hands numb! There was a sniper! Nie Wuming judged it by the vibration from the gun body. He rolled and hid behind a tree, and then narrowed his eyes to determine the enemy's position.

Sure enough, a guy who also wore a night vision device was holding a sniper rifle and hid behind a tree, only to reveal half of his head. Nie Wuming raised his gun to aim at the shooting with a fluent movement that made people feel numb. There was almost no trap, and there was a loud "bang" sound.

Half of the enemy's head was blown away.

The man's body had not yet reacted and he held the gun tightly.

It took four or five seconds to fall to the ground, and blood flowed all over the ground.

"Da da da da!"

A crazy submachine gun fire sounded from the left, hitting the tree trunk "puff". A stray bullet roared into Nie Wuming's back. Although he was wearing a bulletproof vest, he still trembled all over his body. Then, another bullet blew a mark on his thigh.

At this time, the enemies on both sides also came up.

Being attacked on both sides.

Nie Wuming didn't pay attention to the scars on his body, held the gun and moved around in the jungle. The bullets flew with his figure and shot out. An elite Japanese squad fell down like an iron tower. Either his heart was blown out or his head was bleeding holes, blooming the last warmth in the darkness.

Card!

The bullets were all killed! Nie Wuming pulled the trigger at the nearby enemy but did not spew the gun fire. The latter, who was originally ashamed, was immediately overjoyed and subconsciously raised the submachine gun and was about to shoot. Unfortunately, Nie Wuming's left arm had pierced his throat, and the former turned around and flashed behind him.

The two bodies are almost completely merged.

Nie Wuming carried the enemy's body as a shield and broke into the enemy group. He grabbed the submachine gun with his right hand and immediately a line of fire visible to the naked eye poured out of Nie Wuming's hand. The crazy bullets covered all the areas of attack with indiscriminate firepower.

A thread of death was like a sickle of the god of death. No matter whether he encountered people or trees, they were all cut off from the middle. All the enemies were lying on the ground, avoiding this crazy attack. Some people who had not had time to lie down were torn into pieces by fierce submachine guns.

Wherever the bullet passed, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and wailed endlessly.

The enemy lying on the ground felt that the flesh and blood fell down like rain, hitting his head with warm and smooth. The submachine gun roared with Nie Wuming. The jungle reflected by the gunfire was like hell, and dozens of enemies were caught off guard by his fierce attack.

The artillery and the others responded and pulled the trigger and attacked the two surrounding enemies straight into the group.

When bullets are exhausted, it is naturally a close combat.

"Come on! The devils, grandpa teaches you how to play bayonets!"

The blood rushing pleasure made every pore of the brothers in the circle open and breathe happily. The unforgettable pain of national hatred and family hatred deeply stimulated these veterans who were once the elite of the Republic. It seemed that they were facing the Japanese devils half a century ago!

Anti-Japanese!

That is a dream that every bloody Celestial dynasty person can never erase in the hearts of!

Hate! An unforgivable and unforgivable hatred!

Because seventy years ago, with Japan's wanton invasion and massacre of the Celestial Empire, the most painful and saddest page in history was created! Whenever the conscientious Celestial Empire saw these scenes again, everyone was in pain and could not even cry, and the pain made hatred unforgettable.

The only way to avoid this pain is to seal it up and not want to mention it!


Chapter completed!