The country is broken

In the cornfield, gunshots kept ringing, and the crocodile jumped about with howls. Whenever the quilt of the corn stalks around them was cut off, the two female reporters were startled to scream. , because the Japanese and puppet troops had completely discovered them and rushed into the cornfield to outflank them.

The military workers still have to be thankful that the Japanese and puppet troops used the [-]-style rifles. As long as they didn’t hit the vitals and bones, they basically shot two holes with one shot. Casualties were brought, a military worker was seriously injured and could no longer keep up with the team. He looked at his other comrades in despair and said, "Leave me alone, you go!~" He took out a grenade in his hand.

"Brother, take care!" "Go!~"

With tears in their eyes, several martial arts team members took a last look, never daring to turn their heads, and continued to cover the evacuation of the reporters. Casualties were inevitable, and tears were the most unnecessary thing on the battlefield.

The crops were trampled and confused, the corn stalks were shaking rapidly, and the nearby farmers heard the gunshots, fearing that they would avoid them, and no one dared to run out to touch the mold. [

boom! ~

A ball of fire mixed with the screams of Japanese soldiers exploded several green branches, leaves and flesh in the cornfield.

Hearing the explosion, all the members of the armed forces showed grief on their faces, and the wounded comrades who voluntarily stayed behind blew the grenades and died with the enemy.

"Baga, hurry up!~" Japanese squad leader Nakamura Ken looked like he had seen a fishy fly, his eyes were red, his promotion was just around the corner, he completely ignored the casualties of his subordinates, and shouted even louder for his subordinates and puppet soldiers to speed up Outflanking footsteps, fortunately, it is still the season of lush crop growth, not the plains stretching as far as the eye can see before spring plowing and autumn harvest. Although the military workers are dragging people, they are used to the physical strength exercised by farm work, and the evacuation speed is not slow at all. The two teams of the army couldn't form an effective encirclement circle for a while, one side desperately wanted to transfer out of the battle, and the other opened up the encirclement circle desperately to enclose the other party.

The editor of Zhongyang Daily, who has always maintained a gentlemanly demeanor and an arrogant attitude, is now being dragged by the martial arts team members, staring at a dead fish. I don't want to die!~"

The depressed tone made the martial arts team members wish to leave this coward alone.But this is the task of the superior, so I can only pretend not to hear it, and drag it like a mud bag.

Bang!

There was a flash of light in the corn field, and a faint white smoke floated up. American reporter Harry was still in the mood to take a random photo with the camera behind him. This reckless move directly As a result, the machine gunner of the Japanese army team made a series of hot shots, and the martial arts team members nearby immediately threw him to the ground, avoiding the rain that swept away the nearby corn stalks, and then quickly grabbed each other with all hands and feet. Follow behind the team.

Because Harry is a foreign guest.The martial arts team members didn't say anything on the surface, but they scolded the sky in their hearts. Isn't this courting death?If you want to implicate others, you can only hold your breath and do your job as best you can.

The military workers didn't speak, but Harry's companion Murdoch scolded: "Oh! God, you are such an idiot. You are fighting now, not holding a press conference. You forgot Major Mike's speech before departure." Confess? You want to kill us?! Stop doing such a stupid move, or I will kill you before the Japanese kill us."

Apparently, the lingering shadow over the journalists brought on by Harry's tricks hadn't faded away.Everyone is still dancing with the god of death on the death line, and any unwise move will make them go to God in advance.

In order to successfully complete the tasks assigned by their superiors, use this extremely rare opportunity to let these reporters complete the field interview tasks in the theater bases, and establish a good image for the Party Central Committee at home and abroad. For the reporter, after all, there are these few non-military personnel who are dragging it down, and they have to deal with the rain behind.

"fre!~"

Suddenly, a shout came from far in the west! ~

Boom! ~ The sound of a huge rifle firing as neatly as a single sound!

The nearest five or six soldiers of the Japanese puppet army behind the military workers covering the transfer of the five reporters trembled all over, blood spouted from their foreheads, and they fell to the ground following the inertia of running.

chug chug! ~

There was another series of unbelievably violent scenes, almost like a huge scythe cutting off a large piece of fragile corn, and even more than a dozen Japanese and puppet soldiers in the cornfield burst out with bloody holes, dancing like a collision As if something happened, he fell back upside down.

Caught off guard by the sudden attack, the two squads of the Japanese and puppet troops immediately suffered more than [-] casualties, and the skirmish line encircling the military workers immediately lagged behind, and immediately lurked into the cornfield, not daring to show up. stature. [

"Go!~go!~go!~"

There was another series of shouts from the west of the cornfield, and there was another violent tremor in the cornfield. Obviously, a large number of people had rushed into the cornfield and were rushing here.

"Wht!" The three American reporters seemed to be frozen under their feet, as if they had heard some spell, they suddenly stopped, their eyes widened and they turned their heads back, staring blankly at the west. cornfield.

"What the hell are these foreigners doing?!" The martial arts team members obviously didn't expect the three foreign journalists to stop suddenly, and almost fell out without staggering.

"Why don't you leave! Let them go!~" The guide of the armed forces team obviously didn't have the heart to pay attention to the abnormalities behind, and urged the translator in the middle of the team, apparently to take these reporters out of this dangerous place as soon as possible, "You , why don’t you move!~” The guide was shocked to find that the translator also stood still like an idiot.

what! ~

The people rushing from the west rushed between the Japanese and puppet troops at an astonishing speed. The two sides fought howling, bayonet against bayonet. It seemed that they were desperately sweeping within close range of fighting.

In the swaying of the cornfields, the military workers and reporters could see the strange green military uniforms of the people fighting with the Japanese and puppet soldiers in the cornfields. The color of the military uniforms of the soldiers, I am afraid it is really difficult to spot them at a glance in the cornfield.

These soldiers who fought against the Japanese and puppet troops were not wearing strange steel helmets that looked unusually fat, and their faces were smeared with black, black, green, gaudy, and they couldn't see their faces clearly. The equipment on their bodies was also strange. What people feel is that those things are extremely sophisticated, but what the military workers can't understand is that they don't understand what the soldiers are shouting at all! ~

The only thing that is certain is that these soldiers who don't know where they come from are here to help them. They are not soft at all when fighting devils and puppet soldiers, just like chopping melons and vegetables.

"This, what's going on here, God~ this, how is this possible?!" The interpreter who accompanied the American reporter into the base also pulled the hair on his head with his hands, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Where did those guys come from?!" The Japanese squad leader Nakamura Ken looked at the puppet squad leader with some doubts: "What are those people shouting? Where are they soldiers?!"

The captain of the puppet army also shook his head inexplicably and said: "I don't understand either! What kind of bird language is this?! It's chattering!"

Not Chinese? !Not Japanese? !Captain Nakamura felt that he was a bit overwhelmed, and the unknowable enemy was the most difficult to deal with. In previous battles, he could understand the orders shouted by the Chinese anti-Japanese troops on the battlefield. I am still a puppet army, no one can understand, I can't understand the opponent's intentions, isn't this blind? !

The two captains of the Japanese and puppet army looked at me and I looked at you, with big eyes and small eyes, all with blank faces.

However, this group of soldiers who came out of nowhere were so powerful that they killed his subordinates with no power to fight back. Nakamura Ken became furious when he saw it, his eyes were about to burst, and he couldn't hide his urge to compete with his opponents , With a strange cry, he swung his samurai sword and led the soldiers beside him straight into the battlefield.

"Hey, hey, hey!~" Harry, who was the most active among the reporters, turned around, raised his camera and aimed at the battlefield behind him, and whistled excitedly: "Look! What did we see?! Marine Corps ?! God, how come they are here, Murdoch, Meluni, it seems God didn't abandon us, look, they came to rescue us, thank God, thank Roosevelt! Look, how our boys are Brave, their equipment is so special! As expected of an elite unit, even the weapons are different, no wonder they can appear here! But what are they smeared on their faces? I can’t even see what they look like?! Could it be Are they still shy?!"

After being out of danger for a short time, Harry talked nonsense without any scruples, showing off the might of the United States of America.

Jasmine, a female reporter from Ta Kung Pao, seemed to understand that the American reporter named Harry Jackson was babbling in foreign language, and the expression on his face changed, as if those soldiers who had suddenly appeared on the battlefield ahead and came to rescue them were shouting. The words are very similar to the accents of these Americans.

The editor of Central Daily News, who seemed to have come back to life, salivated and leaned towards Jasmine, and asked with an open-minded expression: "Miss Jasmine, what is Mr. Harry talking about?!" In the news industry, both editors and reporters are born with skills. Sensitive to digging up news materials, he knew that in this team, apart from the translator who looked like a fool now, the female reporter from Ta Kung Pao also knew some foreign languages.

"Hmph!~ Don't you know how to read it yourself?!" The female reporter Jasmine glanced at the almost flattering smiling face of the Central Daily editor. Ignore him.

Women are indeed one of the most vengeful creatures! [