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1961, the battle of roast chicken(1/3)

The Japanese invader turned around quickly.

He moved quickly. He turned around and shot with a gun while shooting.

You can tell at a glance that it is a veteran!

"Pu hook!"

A small ball of flame emerged from the muzzle.

The bullet shot into the darkness and there was no reaction.

He hurriedly pulled the bolt and wanted to fire the second bullet.

result……

"laugh!"

A dagger flew over.

He penetrated hard into his chest. He fell down on his back.

But he did not die immediately. He even pulled the trigger tenaciously. A small ball of flame appeared at the muzzle again. The bullet shot into the darkness.

"Pu hook!"

Sharp gunfire sounded.

Unfortunately, nothing has changed.

I don't know where the enemy is.

I don't know who the enemy is.

He struggled unwillingly and finally died.

"Ding Dong!"

"You fight hand in hand to kill one of the Japanese invaders."

"You get a non-military product reward: 500 fried chicken and 500 bottles of beer."

"You get a five-six semi-automatic rifle."

"You get 48,000 points."

The message flashed.

Yang Yue walked out of the darkness silently.

This Japanese invader is vicious enough. He is not ruthless in killing his own people.

The purpose is just for a few pitiful rice balls.

What does this mean? It means that the Japanese invaders are already hungry.

In order to survive, he would kill his own people.

A thought arose in Yang Yue's heart.

He took out a few fragrant fried chickens and arranged them irregularly along the mine cave.

It's cheap for Japanese devils. I hope they can smell it. It is said that the noses of starving ghosts are very effective...

Then hide and eat.

fried chicken?

beer!

It's a perfect match!

Let’s first have a sip of fragrant fried chicken, and then a sip of frozen beer…

Ah, so comfortable that I just want to ascend to heaven!

I'll eat it!

I'll drink it!

One fried chicken is quickly killed.

A bottle of beer soon came to bottom.

It happened to be time. The Japanese invaders began to act.

The three Japanese invaders raised the fire sticks and moved closer to the fried chicken step by step. It was obvious that they smelled the fragrance.

They didn't notice the god of death in the dark at all.

good!

Please eat bullets!

Want to eat fried chicken? Want to drink beer? Dreaming!

The bullet will have your share.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Three shots in a row.

The three Japanese invaders fell softly.

No suspense.

One shot at one.

Three shots and three.

"Ding Dong!"

"You shot and killed one of the Japanese invaders from close range."

"You get a non-military product reward: 500 roast chicken and 500 bottles of beer."

"You get a five-six semi-automatic rifle."

"You get 15,000 points."

very good.

Relaxed and enjoyable.

Go to the next fried chicken place.

Three Japanese invaders appeared here cautiously.

The three Japanese invaders covered each other back to back, trying to get close to the fried chicken, and kept swallowing.

hehe……

The nose is so good.

Please give you bullets!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Three shots in a row.

The three Japanese invaders fell down with a humming moan and their bodies twisted into a ball.

It's easy to do it.

Yang Yue took out a few scattered bullets and filled the bullet bay. Then he went to the next fried chicken placement point.

The gunshots alarmed the Japanese invaders.

The Japanese invaders will definitely make some moves.

As long as you make a move, you will smell fried chicken.

As long as they approach the fried chicken placement point, he can wait for the rabbit.

Sure enough, five more Japanese invaders were found.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Five consecutive shots.

All five Japanese invaders fell.

All were fatal.

"Ding Dong!"
To be continued...
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