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"Just got the news! The group of dog **** in the eighth district is restless again! The whole army is in an emergency!"

Meng Hai looked at the generals and said.

"Made! The dogs in the eighth district said, Marshal Su started to dance again after he left!"

"This time they must be hurt, and it is best to interrupt their legs so that they can never jump again!"

"These devils, sticks, monkeys, they danced before the epoch, and they still dance now. I don't know how to write death words!"

All the commanders yelled.

As Meng Hai's security guard, Tang Seng was also fortunate to observe the meeting in the conference room, his eyes jumping with fiery heat.

He was excited at the thought of being able to fight again, and the sound of guns made his blood boil.

"Okay, be quiet, order now, and in an hour, the whole army will start!"

"Yes! Commander!"

Following Meng Hai's order, all the generals filed out.

"Commander, I want to fight the devils!" Tang Seng said to Menghai after everyone had left.

Following Meng Hai, as a guard, he might not even have a chance to go to the battlefield.

Meng Hai smiled: "I can see that your kid is restless, take it, the new appointment book."

Tang Seng opened it and saw that it was the appointment letter that he had appointed him as the 325 battalion commander, and he was instantly excited.

Huh, salute:

"Thanks to the commander, the humble duty will no longer be expected by the commander, kill more devils and make more military merits!"

"Go, take advantage of this time on the road to get acquainted with your soldiers." Meng Hai waved his hand.

"Yes, Commander."

Tang Seng turned and left.

After an hour, the army moved slowly like a long snake.

Three days later, the army arrived at the designated location.

The front line was fighting when they arrived.

"Boom!"

"Da da da da da..."

"Kangkang!" "Boom!"

The sound of all kinds of guns is endless.

Meng Hai directly ordered: "The 32nd Division pressed on to reinforce, the artillery division immediately looked for a suitable position with guns to cover, and the rest were on standby!"

"Yes, Commander!"

The 32nd division teacher came out and shouted: "The 32nd division brother follow me!"

The 325th Battalion where Tang Seng is located belongs to the 32nd division.

Forward position.

The Eighth District is a mixed area. The sticks, devils, and monkeys in the Eighth District belonged to the relatively strong three parties.

After Su Xun left, they settled down for a period of time, and they committed the same pre-Era ailments in their bones, provoking District 7 from time to time.

This time it was a border friction created by the devil, stick, monkey, and three parties.

Because it was prepared and premeditated, it had the upper hand in the eight rounds of the battle.

"Shooting! (shooting

In front of the artillery position, a commander in the eighth district uniform holding a samurai sword roared.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Following his order, the muzzle vibrated violently, and the shell was shot out and fell to the ground and exploded.

"Da da da da da..."

"Brothers! Hold on! Reinforcements will come soon!"

Countless people have been killed in the Seventh District, and there are less than a few thousand people who are still struggling to resist.

"Kangkangkang..."

With the continuous sound of guns and people falling down, the number of combatants is rapidly decreasing.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Several artillery shells suddenly fell into the position of the eighth district, directly flying countless soldiers of the eighth district, disrupting their positions.

"Da da da da da..."

Tang Seng was holding a light machine gun in his hand. While charging, while shooting at the eighth area position.

He also shouted loudly: "Brothers, rush to the poor monks, save all the invaders!"

Seeing Elder Tang taking the lead, the soldiers behind him were also full of fighting spirit.

"Charge!" "Kill!!!"

For an instant, looking at the bright bald head, the soldiers of the seven districts who were struggling to resist were instantly excited.

"Brothers, our reinforcements are here! Hit me fiercely! Kill all those devils here!"

The soldiers in the eighth district panicked instantly.

"Bigga! Damn, how could their reinforcements arrive so quickly? Retreat! Retreat!"

"The whole army retreats in an orderly manner, and the third squadron is covering!"

"Da da da da da..."

Elder Tang took the lead with his machine gun and fired at the eighth area, killing several people.

Soon, the battle ended.

Most of the soldiers in the eighth district ran away, but several thousand were still captured.

Tang Seng’s 325 camp captured more than 100 people.

Tang Seng dangling cigarettes, came to these prisoners with a machine gun, looked at them contemptuously, showed a grinning smile, and pulled the trigger.

"Da da da da da..."

In an instant, blood spattered, screams continued, and the prisoners fell one by one.

Seeing these prisoners struggling and wailing, the smile on Tang Seng's face became more and more rampant.

The soldiers of the 325th Battalion were stunned.

"Battalion commander! Killing prisoners violates the rules!"

After everyone died, the deputy battalion commander was the first to react and knew that the matter was serious.

Tang Seng spit out the cigarette **** in his mouth, held the machine gun with one hand, and touched his bald head with the other hand: "Amitabha, the poor monk is a monk, and this group of benefactors are reborn in bliss. The commander will understand the poor monks."

Deputy Battalion Commander: "..."

Emotional monks have privileges?

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When Elder Tang made outstanding contributions to the cause of resisting the invasion of devils.

The Su Xun trio still drove leisurely in the music.

The road that can be reached in one day.

They can walk for three days with their true ability.

Playing jokes along the way, holding a mobile phone and playing movies to eat barbecue.

This day is really uncomfortable.

On this day, the three masters and apprentices came to a high mountain, which was gloomy and full of evil spirits, and it was obvious that there were fairies living here.

Wukong offered to investigate, but at this moment, a strange wind came up.

I saw that under the hillside, trimming the tail and running hooves, jumped out a variegated tiger, a **** naked body, and red-breasted legs and legs. The flames' temples are fluffy, and the stubborn eyebrows are erect. Bai Sensen's four steel teeth, a pair of brilliant golden eyes.

Angrily trying to snarled, Xiong Jiaojiao sternly shouted: "I am the pioneer of Huangfeng Dawang's subordinates. Today, I am severely ordered by the king to patrol the mountains and take some prey. Where are you? The monk who is here, is this a delivery of food?"

Su Xun knew the words of King Huang Feng.

In Journey to the West, the King of Yellow Wind is a virtuous mouse at the foot of Lingshan. He stole the clear oil from the glaze cup. In fear of being caught in panic, he fled to the lower realm to become a monster.

This Yellow Wind King would use a trick called Samadhi God Wind, and even Monkey King couldn't handle it. In the end, Lingji Bodhisattva used the Ding Fengzhu to balance the Yellow Wind King and took it to the West Heaven to see the Buddha.

Su Xun felt that the king of Huangfeng was a talent that could be cultivated with only one trick of Samadhi Kamikaze.

How can a young talented demon clan become a monk?

"Hey, you little monster is crazy, my old pig will meet you today!" Zhu Bajie's voice fell, and he took out his rake and rushed up.

The tiger smiled and said, "It's ridiculous, you pig demon laugh at me a tiger demon? Today I am going to eat steamed pig head."

"Watch and fight!" Zhu Bajie was furious.

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