Anti-Japanese sniper action

Chapter 87 Battle in Poisonous Gas 【Part [-]】

Although this fat devil soldier reacted fiercely and quickly, Zhao Zilong was more ruthless and faster than him.

Before he could pick up the bayonet, Zhao Zilong, whose eyes gleamed coldly, had already grasped the nameless precious sword in his left hand, swung it forward, and cut the fat devil soldier's throat.

The fat devil soldier's eyes popped out, and his cover fell off, covering his bloody throat with his hands.

The splashed blood sprayed onto Zhao Zilong's military uniform, helmet and face.

Before the fat devil soldier fell down, a second devil soldier with a gas mask on his face rushed up behind him.

Immediately afterwards, several devil soldiers, all wearing gas masks, jumped into the trench one after another.

Zhao Zilong didn't care about wiping the blood on his face, and immediately swung his swords.

When Zhao Zilong confronted the enemy, Wang Zhong and everyone also took up weapons to meet him.

Immediately, in the chilly air, in the fog-filled formation, the sound of wooden and iron objects colliding with each other and knocking, accompanied by the sound of sharp objects piercing into the human body and heavy screams from the human body...

Zhao Zilong's eyes were reddish, he clenched his swords tightly and rushed directly into the group of devils.

Because of his fast speed, quick reaction, and skilled fighting skills.

Therefore, none of the devils who rushed into the position was his one-stroke enemy.

Zhao Zilong swung the two half-broken sabers to deal with the devils in various ways, chopping, stabbing, and stabbing. The enemy either cut the neck or cut the body, or cut the throat or stabbed the stomach.

"oops!"

After killing seven or eight devil soldiers in a row, Zhao Zilong suddenly heard Wen Bin's cry of pain from behind.

Zhao Zilong's face changed suddenly, and then he realized that he was rushing too fast, Wen Bin and Zhang Hu couldn't keep up, so he turned around and looked.

I saw Wen Bin lying in the trench, and a devil soldier was yelling, and he was about to stab the bayonet on the [-] cover.

Zhao Zilong's pupils shrank, and he didn't think why Zhang Hu was no longer by the opponent's side, so he immediately threw the Guansun Liudao in his right hand.

The light of the knife flashed by.

Guansun Liudao instantly plunged into the devil soldier's back.

The ghost was shocked, and then fell on Wen Bin with a plop. The bayonet with the [-] cover was stuck in the mud next to Wen Bin.

Wen Bin originally had his eyes closed tightly with a look of despair on his face, but suddenly he felt pinned down and could barely breathe.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was being pinned down by devil soldiers, with a gleaming bayonet stabbed next to his face, and he was startled.

Zhao Zilong ran over in one stride.

At this time, two devil soldiers with red bayonets rushed from his side.

When the two ghost soldiers wearing gas masks saw that Zhao Jinglong was alone, and that he was holding a broken knife in his left hand, they immediately laughed ferociously.

The voice came out from the gas mask, it sounded like a devil screaming.

The two ghost soldiers looked at each other, and immediately on the left and right, they raised the bayonets still dripping with blood on the [-] cover, and stabbed at Zhao Zilong's lower abdomen.

Fast and accurate.

From the looks of it, the two of them must have cooperated skillfully.

They just killed four national-army soldiers in this way.

Although the bayonet fight is a single-soldier battle, these two devil soldiers did not talk about the warrior spirit like other companions, fighting alone, but they all cooperated together to deal with a national army.

They use this trick, tried and tested.

Now, when they saw Zhao Zilong alone holding a broken knife that was one meter shorter than their [-]th cover, they seemed to see Zhao Zilong, who was pierced by them with two bayonets, and blood spurted out, with a painful expression on his face look like.

However, they were wrong, because what they met was Zhao Zilong, the strongest assassin.

The eyes of the two ghost soldiers blurred, and Zhao Zilong had disappeared in place.

When they woke up, they saw that Zhao Zilong had come to the devil on the right.

The devil soldier croaked in fright, and quickly drew his gun to fight.

However, before he could take back the [-] cover, his neck was already grabbed by Zhao Zilong's left hand, and then squeezed.

The devil soldier heard a crackling sound from his throat.

Then, the poisonous gas poured into his lungs from the outside, as if it was about to explode. His hands were weak and he dropped the rifle.

At this time, another ghost soldier roared through the gas mask, and stabbed Zhao Zilong's back fiercely with a bayonet.

When he was stunned by his shot just now, he saw Zhao Zilong pinching his companion's throat and fighting, so he immediately seized this opportunity.

As soon as the spear is sent, the bayonet is inserted.

With a plop, the bright red bayonet hanging on the [-] cover suddenly pierced the body with a sound.

The devil soldier was immediately happy, but when he saw it clearly, he saw that the bayonet was inserted into his companion's body.

Blood gushed out from his companion's stomach, and red blood spewed out from his throat.

The ghost soldier with his throat broken and his stomach pierced hadn't died yet. When he saw his companion stabbing him with a bayonet, his eyes widened suddenly, with an expression of disbelief.

Before the ghost soldier on the left drew out his bayonet, Zhao Zilong turned around instantly, and rushed forward with one step, raising the knife in his hand and dropping it.

The nameless knife swung fiercely across the opponent's neck.

Because he used half of his strength, this knife almost cut the devil's throat and his neck.

With a plop, the devil soldier on the right whose throat was crushed fell forward, and the devil soldier on the left whose neck was almost broken also fell forward.

The two ghost corpses bumped into each other, and then supported each other, half kneeling on the ground.

It seems that two people are embracing and crying, regretting something.

Zhao Zilong didn't even look at the corpses of the two devils. He rushed to Wen Bin's side in a few steps and kicked away the corpse of the devil that was pressing on Wen Bin.

Pulling Wen Bin up from the ground, Zhao Zilong took out the box cannon from his backpack, handed it to the other party, and said, "Will it work? Follow me, the devil is here, shoot."

Wen Bin was wearing a gas mask, his breathing was not smooth, and he had difficulty speaking, so he just nodded.

Zhao Zilong immediately turned around and rushed towards a devil soldier who was pressing down on a national army in the distance.

Wen Bing immediately held the box cannon in his right hand and a large [-] cap in his left hand, and followed closely behind.

Zhao Zilong came behind the devil soldier, and suddenly kicked him to the ground, and the Guo-jun with a towel tied to his face rushed over to make up for it.

At this time, a breeze blew, and the fog was blown away a little, and the visible range on the position was a little wider.

Under the leadership of Wang Zhong, the fighting soldiers killed the first batch of devil soldiers who rushed in, but the rest were very tenacious, and they still charged forward with their bayonets upright regardless of life or death.

But when everyone was about to wipe out the remaining enemies, there was another burst of hurried footsteps beside the trench, and the second batch of devil soldiers had already attacked.

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