Anti-Japanese Special Warfare Soul

Chapter 339

These little devils, no matter how tragic their situation is at this time, but this can't offset the big mistakes they made on the land of China.

Therefore, in order to atone for their own sins, they have to pay the price in blood, their filthy lives.

"clatter!"

"..."

The gunfire stopped.

Without a single exception, the little devil soldiers and officers outside the sky all died, and all of them paid the blood price for the big mistake they made.

"what!"

"do not want!"

"I want to go home!"

"..."

But at this time, in the tunnel of the sky, the screams of pain and despair of these remaining little devil soldiers became louder.

From the looks of it, the little devil soldiers in the Yixiantian channel at this time, they were basically injured, and their bodies were covered in blood.

Moreover, by their side, most of them are companions whose brains have burst and died.

In addition, the neck was cut open by sharp fragments, and blood spurted violently to death.

There are also those who were directly smashed to death by a big rock.

All in all, none of these little devil soldiers in the Yixiantian passageway is intact at this time, and even if they are alive, they are all wounded.

In such a desperate situation, these little devil soldiers, with fear on their faces, howled in pain.

They don't want to die, they want to live, they don't want to be at war.

To put it bluntly, in such a situation that made them desperate and fearful, they regretted it.

However, their ideas are simply impossible to realize.

Because they have committed unforgivable sins.

Especially them, they are little devil soldiers in Hongwu City.

They personally created the Hongwu Massacre.

During the Hongwu massacre, they held up the cold bayonets in their hands, with ferocious faces, facing the unarmed and desperate people, and stabbed them fiercely into their bodies.

During the Hongwu massacre, these little devil soldiers completely turned into animals, lost their conscience and conscience, and created the inhuman Hongwu massacre.

Under normal circumstances, these little devils, soldiers and beasts will never regret it.

So, in this desperate situation, they regretted it.

But even so, they will not be forgiven.

These executioners whose hands are stained with Chinese blood cannot possibly survive.

Because, Wang Changfeng and the soldiers couldn't let them go.

They have to pay the blood price for the sins they committed on the land of China!
At this time, Wang Changfeng, Niu Dali, Cui Qi and the soldiers above the sky all stood up with light machine guns in their hands.

Of course, there was another soldier, staring closely at the crippled Colonel Nakamura beyond the sky.

As for the guy Nakamura, Wang Changfeng will deal with him well.

Let him understand that on the land of China, they are animals, and they are their eggs. Eggs, they will shatter when stepped on!
As for the remaining little devil soldiers in the sky, Wang Changfeng will never let them go.

Therefore, without the slightest hesitation, Wang Changfeng directly ordered loudly: "Smash these bastards to death for me!"

"Smash them to death!"

"Roar!"

"........."

Hearing Wang Changfeng's order, Niu Dali roared directly, threw away the machine gun in his hand, picked up a big rock on the ground, and threw it ruthlessly into the tunnel of the sky.

"Hoohoo!"

The fast falling boulder even brought a whistling sound in the air.

At this time, within the tunnel of the sky, a little devil soldier, with a face full of pain and hatred, was twitching his leg that was broken by a stone and crushed by his companions.

"Eight Grid Road!"

"Damn China pig, Ba Ge Ya Lu!"

This injured leg, the little devil soldier who hurt, grinned.

However, it is not difficult to see that this little devil soldier still has a lot of hatred in his heart.

"call!"

However, at this moment, the little devil soldier in pain suddenly heard a whistling from above his head.

He looked up directly, and he only saw a black figure falling rapidly, and then his head shook violently, and there was a sharp tearing pain, his consciousness went dark, and he didn't know anything.

In fact, the moment this little devil soldier raised his head, a boulder slammed down on his forehead.

This time, with a bang, his head was directly smashed, brains and blood spurted out, splashing the faces of the little devils next to him.

"what!"

"..."

In an instant, these little devils screamed in fear.

Especially when they saw the headless corpse in front of them, they felt even more frightened.

However, Wang Changfeng, Niu Dali, and the soldiers will not let these little devils go.

They didn't hesitate above the first line of sky, they moved stones one after another, and just threw them into the first line of sky passage.

"boom!"

"what!"

"..."

In an instant, the tragic howls of these little devil soldiers came again from the channel of the sky.

"Grenade!"

At this time, Wang Changfeng will not show mercy in the slightest. He just wants to use the cruelest means to kill these conscienceless little devils and beasts, and let them suffer all kinds of torture and fear before they can die.

Hearing Wang Changfeng's words, a soldier next to him handed the cloth bag containing the grenade to Wang Changfeng.

"Humph!"

After Wang Changfeng put the cloth bag on the ground, he took out two grenades and knocked them against each other, before throwing them directly into the Yixiantian Passage.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Accompanied by the explosion and the boulder, these little devils, this time, truly know what is real pain, what is real fear, what is real despair, and what is real hell!
"Zhihua, rest in peace!"

"Comrades, you go all the way, Dali and I will kill all these little devils and pay homage to you!"

While throwing the grenade, Wang Changfeng faced the sky, his tiger eyes were full of tears, and he roared loudly.

The dead are in the sky, and the living are in the mud.

He knew that his comrade-in-arms heroic soul hadn't gone far, and he wanted to see off the sacrificed comrades-in-arms!

"Let's go!"

"..."

The same is true for Niu Dali, Cui Qi, and the soldiers.

While throwing the stones in their hands, they shouted to the sky with grief and tears on their faces.

"what!"

"do not want!"

"..."

And the screams of these little devils, at this moment, is the best farewell gift, the best sorrow and joy!
Wang Changfeng believes that the comrades who died must like it.

As time passed, there was no longer the screams of the little devils in the terrain.

"Go, go down the mountain!"

Hearing this, Wang Changfeng decided to go down the mountain and concoct the main culprit this time, the devil and beast officer below.

"Yes!"

"..."

Hearing Wang Changfeng's order, Niu Dali and the soldiers no longer hesitated, immediately packed up their weapons and ammunition, began to rely on the rope, and descended the mountain!

(End of this chapter)