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Chapter 207 Gathering Teams to Rescue
Wang Dahao yelled a few times with his face in a loud voice, turned around and ran out with the barrel of the light machine gun in his hands, grinning, teeth bared and eyes staring, standing behind the window, his body shaking with the recoil of the machine gun, the muzzle facing the street. Alleys and alleys besieged the little devils, shooting back and forth from left to right, bursting with blue flames...

"Da da da..." Pi Li Pa la strafed the bullets flying straight, hitting the little devil's head and chest, the bullets pierced through the body and burst into blood, one by one ran and swayed back and forth, shaking the black shadows, plop plop Knocked down on the ground, one after another grenade was pulled out of the safety latch and thrown out of the window, falling around the feet of the rushing devil crowd, bursting into flames and bursts of fire in an instant, rumbling thunder and bang bang, and the ground kicked up mud Stones flew in all directions, falling from mid-air and hitting the body, and the flames exploded, lighting up the dark streets and alleys. The scorched black smoke collapsed, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, mixed with the smell of burnt chicken feathers, which made the nose snot.

Inside and outside the house, the bullets were crackling and flying, and the bullets were flying around, sweeping side by side on the doors, windows, and walls. The bang bang resounded in my ears. The bullets pierced through the body and spurted blood. Sacrificial upside down on the windowsill.

"Damn, do you have any bullets, please bring them to me."

"It's the captain..." Wu Erniu replied in a loud voice, then bent over and took out the bullets from the ammunition box. Bleeding through the body, Qiao Hei grinned and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and forced a cry...

"team leader…"

Wang Dahao stared back and saw Wu Erniu holding the machine gun magazine in both hands, swaying his figure and falling to the ground to die...

"Wu Erniu..." After yelling in a loud voice, the cat ran over and hugged Wu Erniu's head with both hands, looking at his familiar black face with red eyes, and the corners of his mouth were still dripping blood Zhu, feeling the pain in his heart like a knife cutting flesh, slowly took the bullet clip from his hand, gritted his teeth, stood up and ran back quickly, opened the machine gun cover and put the magazine on, put the light machine gun barrel with both hands, The devil came attacking towards the outside of the house with the muzzle of the gun, and roared angrily...

"His mother's life is a bitch, I'm fighting with you bastards."

"Da da da..." Crackling, the bullets flew from side to side, hitting the devil's face, chest, and body. One after the other, the little devil bared his teeth and spit out blood, hunched his waist and held the barrel of a gun in his hand, and ran with a black shadow shaking from side to side, flung forward and backward, and fell down.

The captain of the devil officer blew his beard and stared at his eyes, his face was blackened by thunder and fire, only two rows of white big teeth were exposed, he held a three-foot long saber in his hand, and led the charge of little devils, stretched his short thick neck and shouted for command …

"Give me the press..."

The tall and thin figure of Jiro Yamamoto stood on the street, mud and rocks fell from mid-air, and hit him sparingly, his dusty face was expressionless and calm, he stared at the besieging team on all sides with his big eyes, charging again and again Going up, retreating again and again, it never occurred to him that hundreds of heavily armed soldiers of the gendarmerie launched a continuous charge and siege for more than half an hour, but they couldn't even take down a shop on the street. What is the identity of this group of people? They stick to the resistance and don't take half a step back. This kind of unyielding spirit makes Jiro Yamamoto admire them very much.

In the courtyard of the intelligence contact point in the civilian area of ​​Nancheng, the guerrillas gathered dozens of people.Holding guns and bayonets in both hands, they rushed out of the courtyard in a hurry, and the chaotic formation huh-la-la-la-la-la-la-lahed the crowd running and bouncing, and the black shadows swaying here and there ran towards the direction of the intelligence station.

In the residential building area of ​​Dongcheng District, on the second floor of the underground liaison station of the Military Command, there are two no. With pistols on their backs on the left and right sides, they stood in several rows in full uniform and armed.

In order to save Wang Dahao, Liu Tianhai moved out all the guys from the bottom of the military commander's press box, leaned on the chair and shouted weakly...

"It was my brothers from the friendly army who rescued me, Liu Tianhai. In order to help us deliver important information to Shangfeng, he was besieged by the little devils in the intelligence station and was in a desperate situation. They are all brothers and sisters who are connected by flesh and blood. We can't just ignore it. Prick up your ears and hear clearly, you must rescue the captain of the friendly army, this is my death order from Liu Tianhai, brothers, do you understand?"

"Station Master Liu, don't worry, the brothers will definitely rescue Captain Wang."

"The station master didn't go up to the peak to give us an order, so we have no power..." Before he could finish speaking, Liu Tianhai slammed his face back with a loud voice...

"I'm still the head of the Qingshui County Army Intelligence Station. If there is any punishment on Shangfeng, I, Liu Tianhai, will bear it alone. You can just follow my orders."

"It's the station master..." Dozens of people scrambled back in unison, and then quickly turned around and turned their heads. One followed the other with submachine guns in both hands, and rushed out of the second-floor residential buildings in a messy formation. The crowd ran and bumped through the streets and alleys, rushing towards the city, where dozens of guerrilla fighters were dead or injured in the shops of the intelligence station.

The devil officer held his saber high in his hand, and with his short legs galloping, he led the devils to charge the crowd and launched continuous attacks, yelling for instructions...

"Give me the press..." The team of little devils rushing over from the streets and alleys, one by one, bowed their waists and held gun barrels in both hands, with their big hips tucked away, and their short legs speeding up, swaying back and forth as they ran. Silhouette, the hula-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la crowd crowd, five or six little devils had just rushed in, and were hit by bullets flying from the room and fell down.

"Da da da..." The devil soldiers who had just been knocked down had not waited for a sigh of relief, and then one after another, the little devils shot and rushed into the room. Holding the barrel of the machine gun, the muzzle shoots towards the door, bursting out blue flames, only black smoke comes out from the chamber of the machine gun, and a series of crackling bullets fly straight, sweeping towards the devil's head and chest at close range, and the bullets thump Bang shot through the body with one shot or two, and blood spurted out along the bullet port. The little devils swayed forward and backward, and fell to the ground with their heads on their heads. There were more than a dozen corpses of devils at the door of the house. Luo Chengdui, blood flowed out, staining the stone floor under his feet red.

(End of this chapter)