Shuttle Gate of All Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 39 Wei Dayong

Da da da!
The sound of machine gun fire sounded, and the bullets whizzed past.

The man suddenly fell down, shot back with the gun in his hand, and instantly knocked down four devils.

However, due to the exhaustion of bullets, he was trapped under a small soil slope, and more than ten devils were still chasing him.

"It's over, am I, Wei Dayong, going to die here? I'm not reconciled!" Down the slope, Wei Dayong was very unwilling.

As a monk who had practiced martial arts in Shaolin for ten years, he really wanted to break out of the world and joined the 72nd Division of the Chinese Y Army, but was wounded and captured. Today was the only chance to escape. Unexpectedly, he failed.

"Even if I die, I will kill one more devil!"

Wei Dayong's eyes flashed fiercely, watching the devils gradually approaching, he was about to charge up and kill one by one.

At this moment, there was a burst of dense rattling machine guns.

Hearing the sound of machine guns, Wei Dayong's heart sank, "Ten years of hard training, will even my wish to kill another devil come to nothing?"

"Ok?"

Wei Dayong suddenly did not feel the sharp pain of the bullet hitting his body.

He suddenly looked towards the way he had come, and suddenly found that the dozen or so elite devils who had chased him just now had all fallen to the ground!

In front of him, dozens of soldiers in camouflage uniforms, helmets, and submachine guns appeared.

What surprised Wei Dayong was that these soldiers were all blue-eyed and fair-skinned, and they were not Chinese.

What is more conspicuous is that among these soldiers, there is a young man wearing a coat and a top hat, looking at him with a smile.

"Thank you, brother, for your help!"

Wei Dayong looked at Fang Chen and a group of American soldiers who were gradually approaching, and said gratefully.

"You're welcome, we are descendants of China, and these devils are the ones who killed!" Fang Chen stepped forward, carefully sized Wei Dayong, his eyes gradually brightened. "Brother, what's your name?"

"My name is Wei Dayong, and I am a soldier of the 72nd Division of ZY Army."

"Because I was injured and caught by devils, I finally found a chance to escape. If it wasn't for you, brother, I would have to confess to being here today." Wei Dayong replied truthfully.

"Wei Dayong!"

Fang Chen's heart thumped, and he guessed right. No wonder he felt so familiar when he saw Wei Dayong just now.

It turned out to be Wei Dayong played by Zhang Tong. In this way, this world is the world of the TV series [Bright Sword].

In Liangjian, Wei Dayong is a man with high martial arts skills and is very good at fighting.

"It's okay, go find a safe place to rest, wait until I get rid of all the devils in this prisoner-of-war camp, and then leave here with us." Fang Chen narrowed his eyes as he looked at the devils who were constantly gathering in front of him.

In the world of Red Police, he has produced 200 American soldiers, each with a submachine gun in his hand, not to mention, there are ten terrorist robots, and he can't take down the 200 people of this devil?
Fang Chen still didn't believe it.

"Brother, thank you for your life-saving grace. However, I still advise you. There are 200 Japanese devils in the prisoner-of-war camp opposite, and all of them are elite. Your numbers are not dominant. Why don't we go to the ZY army for help?" Bar?"

He heard that Fang Chen was going to destroy the Japanese stronghold with these 50 people, and immediately shook his head like a rattle.

Such a small number of people are going to die!
He had seen the power of the Japanese soldiers on the opposite side. An elite soldier could kill three prisoners of war with his bare hands within two minutes!
He also heard that these elites have all returned from training in Germany and learned a new method of warfare recently.

In the battle against the Eighth Route Army, every battle must be won with zero casualties.

The Eighth Route Army suffered heavy casualties.

"Brother Wei, I'm not afraid of these Japanese, don't worry." Fang Chen nodded to Wei Dayong, reassuring him.

Fang Chen would not joke about his own life.

Although there were only 150 American soldiers behind him, there were another [-] sent by him to the other side of the prisoner-of-war camp. He was going to attack from all sides, making it hard for the Japanese devils.

This is the second thing, the ten terrorist robots brought from the world of Red Police have also been dispatched by him, and quietly sneaked into the prisoner-of-war camp.

"Brother, you... hey..."

Seeing that he could not persuade Fang Chen, Wei Dayong said immediately. "Forget it, give me a submachine gun, and I will go kill the enemy with you."

"Brother Wei, you are extremely tired right now, you should wait for our news."

Fang Chen looked at Wei Dayong's injuries, patted him on the shoulder and said.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Fang Chen, Wei Dayong sighed and headed towards the woods behind.

He had just escaped and was exhausted physically and mentally, indeed very tired.

need to have a rest.

……

At this moment, in the prisoner-of-war camp, General Yamamoto was looking at the map on the wall, studying how to take down Li Yunlong's independent regiment.

He had received information that Li Yunlong had been transferred because he repeatedly refused to obey the orders of his superiors, and was no longer the head of the independent regiment.

As long as Li Yunlong is not around, Colonel Yamamoto believes that he will be able to wipe out this independent group within half a month.

"Boss, it's not good, there is an enemy attack!"

At this moment, a guard hurried in to report.

"Enemy attack?"

Mr. Yamamoto frowned and said. "Is it Kong Jie's independent group, or Chu Yunfei's?"

Yamamoto knew in his heart that the only opponents here were these two who were stronger, and he didn't pay attention to the others.

However, General Yamamoto has learned a new method of warfare from Germany, and the task now is how long it will take to destroy these two people.

"Boss, this time it's not an independent regiment, nor is it Chu Yunfei's people, but a group of troops I haven't seen before, some of them look like Americans."

the guard replied.

"Americans? Are you sure?" Yamamoto was stunned. This is the Asian battlefield, how could there be Americans?
"Boss, I'm sure."

"Take me to have a look. If you find out that you are lying, I will kill you immediately!" Colonel Yamamoto didn't believe it at all. Holding the samurai sword in his waist, he walked out with his head held high.

At this moment, there was a bang from the window, and an iron guy came in.

"This is... what is this thing?"

Colonel Yamamoto looked at the terrifying robot in front of him, and immediately took out his gun, bang bang bang bang!
However, he soon discovered that everything was in vain.

The bullet hit the spider, and sparks flew everywhere, making the sound of gold and iron.

Click!

The terrifying robot wandered around the room, and the big iron feet cut the guard's throat instantly.

The guard grabbed his throat with both hands, and before he could scream, he fell down.

"Come on!"

Seeing this situation, Osamu Yamamoto let out a loud cry and took advantage of the gap to run out.

"This……"

Mr. Yamamoto looked at the situation outside with a very ugly expression.

There are enemy soldiers in all directions, and more than 200 people on my side have died more than 60.

(End of this chapter)