Iron-blooded Hero Li Yunlong

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Chapter 359 Cold-Blooded Warrior: All Buried (Second Update, Please Subscribe)

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There is a strong enemy in front, and there are pursuers behind!

Now Fukuyama Koichi seems to have predicted that his time is approaching.

"Da da da... papa..."

A shuttle of bullets hit the tree where Fukuyama Hongyi was hiding, splashing a burst of white smoke and sawdust, which made Fukuyama Hongichi move his body quickly.

"Puff...Puff..."

The chief of staff of the Fukuyama Division next to him was shot and fell in front of Fukuyama Koichi, spitting blood, and looking at Fukuyama Hongichi with gradually lax eyes, which made Fukuyama Hongichi couldn't help but feel touched.

Does this war really make sense?

Is it really for the purpose of jointly building the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere?

Is it really for the Great Japanese Empire?The entire country has spent too much on this war.

Moreover, the resistance of this Chinese person is too strong.

For the first time, Fukuyama Hongichi doubted the true meaning of this war, and his firm belief was shaken.

"Bang bang bang... bang bang bang..."

"Da da da da..."

Accompanied by the gunshots, the Japanese army and those senior chiefs of staff fell down one after another, and the number of them became smaller and smaller.

The combat effectiveness of the Wolf Warrior Commando is very strong, but how could the chief of staff and military advisers who usually talk about wars on paper be opponents?

Fukuyama Hongyi watched his usual comrades-in-arms and brothers continue to fall, and suddenly became disheartened.

He knew the rules of the Jagged Brigade: no matter how big or small the official is, as long as they are Japanese, they will be killed without mercy, and there is no such thing as preferential treatment of prisoners.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Fukuyama swears his allegiance to you!" As he spoke, Fukuyama Hongichi raised the bastard box pistol in his hand, slowly closed his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and directly triggered the flight.

"Boom!"

A shot goes off!

A blood flower suddenly appeared in the head! !

Immediately afterwards, Fukuyama Hongyi fell forward with a bang.

It has to be said that the impact of the bastard box pistol is really not good. It can't penetrate the brain at such a distance, but it is still a suicide pistol.

More than ten minutes later, the entire Xinkou Battlefield war was truly over. The chief of staff, military advisors, and large and small commanders of the Fushan Division were all killed by Li Yunlong.

At this time, under a tree.

Li Yunlong looked down at Fukuyama Koichi who committed suicide, and said involuntarily, "It's really too cheap for him, and he committed suicide!"

Seeing this, Zhang Dabiao glanced at Fukuyama Hongichi's body and said: "Anyway, meeting our Jagged Brigade is a dead end. Now that he committed suicide, he saved us a bullet!"

When Li Yunlong returned to the third line of defense again, the soldiers of the Iron Blood 1st and Iron Blood [-]nd Regiment had already dug a huge pit that could accommodate tens of thousands of people. At this time, the soldiers wearing anti-virus suits All those half-dead little devils are being carried into the huge pit.

In this huge pit of thousands of people, many were dying of poisoning, and most of them were Japanese soldiers who died or were killed by poisoning. The little devils in the huge pit saw this and kept crying for help.

"励けて、助けて、私を励けて下さい (Translation: Help me, please help me)"

"Help けて! (Translation: Help)"

"For a long time, I'm begging you (Little devil's blunt Chinese.)"

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Seeing the little devil in the huge pit crying for help, Li Yunlong standing by the pit didn't change his expression at all.

The country is ruined and the family is destroyed!

This piece of land has been trampled and bruised by these little devils. The Nanjing Massacre, the Lushun Massacre... how many innocent people died under the sword of the Japanese army, and many of them were infants.

Inhuman massacre.

Li Yunlong thought he was inferior to these little devils!

A little devil climbed onto the pit with difficulty, grabbed Li Yunlong's feet, hugged his thighs and shouted: "Help me, please, help me!"

"Hoo... pat..."

Li Yunlong kicked the little devil away, then raised his hand slightly and said, "I buried it all!"

Immediately afterwards, thousands of warriors held various tools and kept pushing shovelfuls of soil to cover the huge pit. The little devils in the huge pit kept shaking and climbing, as if they wanted to get out of the huge pit. Get up, but all were killed by the Predator.

Ding Wei, Kong Jie, Chu Yunfei and others felt a little touched by this scene, but they also knew that Li Yunlong was doing this to prevent the spread of the disease and for the safety of the large army.

Once these corpses are not handled properly, it is easy to develop various diseases, which is a huge threat to the hundreds of thousands of people in Taiyuan behind them.

At the same time, this is also a warning to the Japanese army: deal with them in the same way!An eye for an eye, blood for blood!

Li Yunlong stood beside the huge pit with his hands behind his back, his expression didn't change a bit: this is what a little devil deserves.