"What red-haired ghost?"

"That's right, that's right..."

“What the hell is it?”

"It's just red hair, red hair..."

"Tell me clearly."

Chen Chuan was full of doubts.

What a red-haired ghost? It's so mysterious.

There are no ghosts in this world at all. We are all atheists. Where is the ghost?

But Kong Shen seemed to have a hidden secret and refused to explain it in detail.

"It's just some crazy things." Yang Yue suddenly spoke.

"Ah?" Chen Chuan was still unclear.

A psychopath? A red-haired ghost?

Is it that scary?

"The red-haired ghost is killing people again!"

"The red-haired ghost is killing people again!"

I only saw people inside running out one after another. Many people shouted.

In fact, they also have guns in their hands. Yang Yue really couldn't figure it out. Why didn't they shoot? Is there anyone who can block bullets?

Physical salvation is the most terrible thing, right?

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

There were intermittent gunshots coming from inside.

No one knows who was shooting inside. But it is certain that someone is shooting.

Yang Yue tried to activate his perspective eyes to observe the movements and stills in the tomb. Unfortunately, the tomb is too deep to see through the innermost point. He could only see a hazy figure rushing out from inside.

"The red-haired ghost is killing people!"

"The red-haired ghost is killing people!"

Everyone who ran out was screaming in horror.

Many people still held guns in their hands when they ran out. As a result, they actually threw them away when they got outside.

Yang Yue's eyes sank.

Alas, it seems that I came to the wrong place.

These so-called Ninety-Fourth Army are all a group of guys who dare not see the light of day.

In a panic, he even threw away the gun.

Do such troops have combat effectiveness? I have thought too much.

It's really...

What information does Chen Chuan provide?

It’s really a dream to expect these people in front of you to kill the Japanese devils!

Even if a small team of Japanese invaders launched an attack, they probably had to surrender. They had no fighting spirit at all!

"Don't panic!"

"Don't run around!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Kong Shen raised a Browning pistol and shot into the sky.

It was finally difficult to make the chaotic crowd gradually quiet down. But there were still a large group of panicked soldiers running out behind.

Yang Yue didn't even see it.

It's called a soldier, it's almost the same as a beggar.

The clothes on her body were not seen as military uniforms or casual clothes. It was so dirty that Yang Yue didn't want to take a second look.

What kind of troops are they?

Is it the legendary army that works for King Yan?

despise.

No guns are needed at all.

Not even a stick.

You can knock them all down with your fists.

There are quite a few people, maybe thousands.

So many people are actually hiding in the tombs. I don’t know how they live their lives normally?

Unbelievable...

"gather!"

"gather!"

Kong Shen shouted in a hurry.

As a large number of people escaped, he seemed to have recovered some confidence.

Suddenly, a man rushed out of a small door, holding a Mosinnagan rifle in his hand. His hair was actually dark red.

"Red-haired ghost!"

"Red-haired ghost!"

The people around him suddenly screamed.

Everyone hurriedly looked for a place to hide. They ran away very quickly.

Yang Yue frowned.

What a red-haired ghost!

Isn't it just hair mutation?

That fluffy hair is completely Teacher Tony!

It must have been underground for a long time and was contaminated with certain special chemicals, which caused mutations in the human body's genes and turned red as a result.

Need to be so nervous?

Then he found that the red-haired ghost raised his gun, as if aiming at him.

Haha, challenge me?

Come on!

Yang Yue raised his hand and shot him.

"Bang!"

Hit the other person's forehead.

What the hell? If you have the ability, you will be resurrected in full state.

As a result, the red-haired ghost groaned and then fell down on his back. Blood gushed out of the bullet hole between his eyebrows and died on the spot.

Yang Yue curled his lips disdainfully.

It's just a bullet.

Anyone who is unwilling to accept it, give him a bullet.

‘Ding Dong!”

"You killed an enemy from close range."

"You get a regular reward: one domestic five-three-type insurgent and riding rifle. 200 bullets."

"You get 100 points."

Sure enough, the rewards are also very shabby.

This type of 53 insurgent and cavalry rifle is probably sent to new recruits.

"Red-haired ghost!"

"Red-haired ghost!"
To be continued...