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Chapter 182 The Rainy Night Pursuit

Wang Dahao was blown away by the flames and blasted by the cannon, and collapsed in the mud and turned a few somersaults. There was a loud rumble, thunder, and bang bang. There was a sound, the vision in front of my eyes began to appear double, and I raised my head and stared at the big eyeballs to see vaguely, densely packed small black shadows swaying here and there, spread out a fan formation, ran and yelled and rushed over, shooting everywhere Flames spewed out of the mouth, and the crackling bullets flew straight, knocking down brothers one by one, grinning and bared their teeth to endure the splitting pain from the body, and abruptly got up from the mud, shouting and coaxing loudly shouted...

"Brothers, retreat, motherfuckers, don't be tough with the little devils, let's go..." Dozens of guerrillas held guns in their hands, turned around and fired back, while swaying muddy figures, running back and forth in the artillery fire In the gunpowder smoke, the ground kicked up the mud and flew all over the body, and it fell on the body with crackles. One by one, the shells fell around the feet and smashed into the mud. The flames exploded and the black smoke rolled up with the wind. The flying bullets swished like raindrops. Flying straight, bang and bang hit the back of the retreating soldier and passed through, bleeding and falling down to sacrifice...

"Da da da..." The return bullet hit the devil's face and chest, and the bullet hit the helmet on the top of the head, jingling and bursting into sparks, piercing into the body and spurting blood, shaking their bodies one by one and falling into the mud ,
"Brothers, let me run quickly, the devil's armored vehicles and tanks will be useless in the mountains and forests."

Dozens of guerrillas ran and bumped, leading their buttocks and shooting after the crowd of little devils, trampling across the entire field in the mud, stumbling up the hillside, one by one, getting into the woods, the devils Holding a saber in his hand, the officer ran through the crowd with his short legs, grinning and yelling for instructions...

"Give me the press..." Hundreds of little devils bowed their waists, wore green steel helmets with big ears and round caps, carried boxy salute rolls, and hung iron kettle lunch boxes on their backs, while flying with their big hips With short legs in circles, while shooting continuously with guns in both hands, the hula-la crowd followed their buttocks into the mountain forest, and the crackling bullets hit the old trees, and the bang bang resounded in their ears...

At the foot of the mountain, Devils armored vehicles and tanks swayed, drove over and stopped slowly, raised their muzzles and aimed at the mountain and fired in unison, thick black smoke burst out from the barrel, and the shells swished one after another. The swishing arc crossed the night sky, fell down and smashed into the mud, flames exploded everywhere in the forest, the ground kicked up mud and flew away, scattered and fell, rumbling, muffled thunder and bang, bang, bang, underfoot The surrounding mud ground is half a meter deep and the shell pits are here and there. Old trees were broken by the shells and fell down, burning small flames, which were extinguished by the rain and black smoke.

Wang Dahao ran in the artillery fire with dozens of people, shaking his figure back and forth to dodge the bullets flying behind him, and retreated towards the hillside while fighting back for cover. Hundreds of little devils formed in a mess and followed closely behind He rushed up from his buttocks, crackling and shooting marbles flying all over the place.

"Da da da..." Wang dahao turned around with the barrel of the gun in his forehand, and when the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the rushing little devil and fired continuously, a hoarse shout suddenly came from his ear...

"Captain, Liu Erleng was hit by the little devil's bullet..."

Wang Dahao stared at the big eyeballs, turned his head to look, and then noticed that a dozen steps in front of him, Liu Er was sitting paralyzed in the mud pit, leaning on an old tree, twitching the black mud Grinning his face in pain, he pulled out a gun from the waistband of his trousers, rushed up the hillside and shot at the little devil, and covered the blood on the right side of his waist with his other hand, gushing out...

Wang Dahao swayed with a big plaid cat waist, holding the barrel of the gun in his hand on one side, continuously pulling the trigger with his fingers and shooting at the little devil, while grinning on the other side and shouting...

"Brothers cover the cover, let me beat the little devil to death..."

"Da da da..." Dozens of guerrillas behind them pulled grenades out of their trouser waists, held a gun barrel in one hand, and waved a grenade in the other hand. He opened his mouth wide and gritted his teeth on the grenade safety catch and pulled it hard. Then he raised his arms and held grenades one by one in the palm of his hand. He threw them down the hillside with the wind...

The little devils on the hillside cheered up the crowd, bowing their waists, holding guns and bayonets in both hands, stepping on pairs of bowed short legs, stepping on the mud and shooting after them, staring at each other with their small eyes. The grenade that fell from above smashed into the mud under the feet and exploded in flames instantly. There were bursts of muffled thunder and bang bang, and a layer of mud was splashed on the ground. The figures of little devils were smoking black smoke Collapsed, headlong into the mud...

"Boom..." Dozens of grenades fell down, forming a bombing area. Flames exploded in the black mountain forest, and the withered grass and trees were scorched and burned into small flames.

The little devil was blown off his arms and legs, howling in pain...

"Ah..."

The grenade had just blown down a group of little devils, and then another wave of little devils rushed up from the hillside, one by one bowed their waists and held the barrel of a gun, swaying here and there, their figures stepped on the mud, and there was a place around them. One is a half-meter-deep bomb mud pit, billowing black smoke billowing out, and the air is filled with a strong smell of gunpowder. The devils charge up the hillside and shoot at the same time...

"Da da da…"

Dozens of people from the guerrilla team on the hillside hid behind old trees, with half of their heads sticking out, holding the gun with both hands and pulling the trigger continuously. One after another, the bullet casings fell from the top of the gun. The dozen or so little devils who came up were hit by the bullets flying head-on, shaking their bodies and falling down.

Wang Dahao swayed eastward and westward with a large grid, stepped on the mud with his feet, and rushed to Liu Erleng in a few strides, panting and grinning and shouting...

"Damn, your kid is dying..."

Liu Er was covered in black mud and leaned against the root of the tree, grinning his teeth and holding a grenade tightly in his hand. When he saw the captain who appeared in front of him, his black mud face was very excited, and he twitched his little nose and panted heavily. shouted...

"Captain, I can't go anymore, don't worry about me and quickly lead the brothers to retreat..."

"Damn it! When did our guerrilla team leave a brother behind? Guapiwazi is making noise like a little bitch like a baby girl. I will carry you out to kill..."

Wang Dahao scolded Liu Erleng angrily, threw the barrel of the gun in his hand on the ground aside, rolled up his sleeves and bent over to pout his buttocks. A pair of big black mud palms grabbed Liu Erleng's shoulders and waistband, and stared. Zhuzhu gritted her teeth and pulled Liu Erleng's small grid on her shoulders, and then pulled out a big Wang box from the waistband of her trousers. On the one hand, she shot at the little devil down the hillside, and on the other hand, she turned around. Carrying Liu Erleng and leaning towards the brothers, he shouted loudly...

"Brothers, retreat quickly..."

(End of this chapter)