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Chapter 39 I want to fight the devil official!

Wang Dahao stared at the big eyes, supported his body with his elbows on the snow, and moved forward slowly. Through the withered grass and branches in front of his eyes, he could clearly see the little devil's big truck driving over. And on the left and right sides of the rear compartment, there were still two rows of little devils standing in unison, each with a gun in his hand, his waist straight, his small body following the speed of the truck, swaying back and forth, leaning back and forth.

Wang Dahao saw the little devil's big truck, slowly driving over, and had reached the foot of the mountain in front of the locked target area. It was the grenade that could get the position. Now it is only a dozen meters away from the little devil's big truck, which is eight The nine-year-old kid tried his best to throw a grenade at the little devil's feet. After waiting for a few hours, it was finally my turn to show off with my brothers...

Wang Dahao grinned, bared his teeth and stared at his eyes, holding Wang Da's box in one hand and the heavy crescent moon machete in the other, roughly jumped up from the dry grass and branches, stretched his neck and made a loud voice …

"Brothers throw your arms and fight! I throw all the grenades out, let the devils taste our Eighth Route guerrillas, the grenade is so powerful, let me beat the little devil..."

Dozens of brothers in the guerrilla team were lying on the hillside among the withered grass and branches. When they heard Wang Dahao yelling loudly, they were already waiting impatiently, as if their bodies were lying on a smooth blade. It's as uncomfortable as cutting flesh, but I can't move when I want to move. I just wait for the captain's order at this moment...

"Brothers, give me a hard beat up on the little devil..."

Dozens of people on the hillside buckled the grenade safety latch with their fingers and pulled it hard. They swung their arms and sent grenades one after another. They flew out from the palm of their hands and threw them down the hillside. Fifty grenades were thrown together Brush side by side, flying out from the dry grass and branches on the side of the mountain...

The little devils on the left and right sides of the mountain path, when they heard the loud voices coming from the hillside, they couldn't understand what Wang Dahao was calling, so they stared a pair of small eyes. Looking up the mountain, a figure swaying here and there, holding a bastard box in his hand, shot towards them continuously. The little devils were blowing their beards and staring at their eyes, just about to pick up the barrel of their pistol. At that time, he opened his mouth wide and bared a row of small buck teeth, tightened his high nose bridge with a frightened expression, and stared blankly at the grenades flying over from mid-air, falling on the ground around him, Immediately afterwards, the little devil let out a low and calm cry...

"idiot…"

At the foot of the mountain, flames blazed and black smoke billowed, and there was a rumbling sound of thunder and bang bang. The snow on the ground collapsed several meters high with soil, and the figures of little devils collapsed several meters as the earth and rocks exploded on the ground. He was tall, bloody and bloody, his body was emitting burnt black smoke, and he fell heavily from mid-air. Driving in the middle of the mountain road, the little devil's big truck was blown out by a hand grenade and overturned on its side...

"Bang bang... rumbling..."

The little devil officers on the big green leather truck, each with a dusty face blackened by the grenade blast, blowing beards, staring eyes, bared teeth, showing rows of small white teeth, and spit out a few mouthfuls of black Smoke rings, gunfire around the truck and sky wolf smoke everywhere, rumbling bombs in the ear, shaking the little devil's head and buzzing, stretched out a pair of hands with white gloves covered in black spots, ten fingers bent forward to climb, drag He slowly climbed out of the truck with his body.

Standing on both sides of the mountain road tens of meters away, dozens of little devils stared at their small eyes. When they heard the muffled thunder in their ears, they immediately arched their waists and held guns in their hands. , speeding up his short legs, the swaying figure shot and rushed over...

"Da da da…"

Wang Dahao stared at the big eyes, held the bastard box in his hand and pulled the trigger continuously, shot towards the little devil down the mountain, stretched his long neck, grinned, and shouted loudly...

"Brothers, follow me behind my ass..."

Dozens of people from the guerrilla team, a row of small figures, jumped up from the withered grass and branches, with guns in their hands, followed closely behind Wang Dahao's buttocks, and rushed out of the woods on the side of the mountain. Liu Erleng and Fatty Zhao were side by side, holding two crooked light machine guns in their hands to open the way...

"Da da da……"

As soon as the little devils rushed over from both sides of the mountain road, they were hit by bullets from machine guns. One by one, their little heads were put down, and their hands were still holding on to the barrel of the gun to continuously pull the trigger.

Dozens of people took advantage of the hillside, holding gun barrels in their hands and pulling the trigger continuously, shooting towards the little devils down the mountain, shooting down the little devils one by one, screaming and charging down...

"Come on, brothers! Kill the little devil..."

"Da da da…"

Wang Dahao swayed eastward and westward in a roughly grid, charged at the front of the team, and led dozens of guerrilla brothers, like a group of wild wolves in the mountains and forests, charging into the battle with their teeth and claws, and they were solved in just seven or eight minutes. Fifty or sixty little devils from the foot of the mountain rushed straight to the big green pickup truck and surrounded them, surrounding the two surviving little devil officers...

The two little devils bowed their waists, standing one behind the other by the head of the big truck, holding their sabers high in their hands across their chests. Face, Wang Dahao stared at it with big eyes, it was an old guy and a big fish, Dayuan smiled on his face, and a loud voice sounded...

"Grandma! Brothers, move out of the way to make room. I want to have a fight with the devil officer. Don't be so bloody as a little devil..."

Dozens of people in a circle held guns in their hands and took a few steps back. At this time, standing behind the old devil, the young devil officer was waving a saber in his hand, grinning and screaming. , with his big straddle and short legs, he rushed towards Wang Dahao and slashed at him...

"Bagaya Road..."

Wang Dahao brandished the machete to block the top of his head, shaking the general grid back and forth, and was suddenly hacked by the little devil with the saber, forcing him to retreat several steps in a row before standing firmly on his feet, gritted his teeth and panted heavily, Immediately, the energy of a tiger came up, like a crazy old cow, holding a machete in his hand and forcibly propping up the saber above his head, he forced the little devil back angrily, raised his foot and kicked the little devil's waist, his body The former devil staggered and staggered back, Wang Dahao threw off his big arms at the right time, swung the machete and rushed over, the smooth and sharp blade pointed at the little devil's head, swung it down several times, blood splashed everywhere Come on, the little devil's bloody little head fell down, the handle of the knife was still clenched tightly in the palms of both hands, his limp body leaned back, and he fell into the blood amber with a thump...

"It's your turn, old devil..."

"idiot…"

The old devil officer blew his beard and stared at his eyes, grinned his teeth and let out a groan, swung his saber across his chest, straddled his legs, swayed his small body and came straight towards the king. The tuba stabbed hard...

Wang Dahao stared at her big eyes, and without panic, she dodged to the left, directly avoiding the point of the stabbing knife, swaying from side to side, her feet speeding up and striding in all directions, throwing off her arms and raising the crescent moon in her hands The machete smacked the old devil's short and thick neck vigorously, and the two passed by each other. They each ran forward for several steps, and their bodies wobbled before slowly coming to a stop...

(End of this chapter)