Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 56 The most advanced southern fourteenth style?

Chu Chu Chu!
boom!Bang! .
The battle between the old iron and the little devil pilot is very fierce.

The little devil pilot has first-class driving skills, and he has never encountered a real opponent on the Chinese battlefield.

But this time, he was deflated.

Every time of his flight trajectory, Lao Tie can see through it, blocking one after another firepower network on his flight path.

The little devil's plane is like being trapped by a giant hand of God.

Although the little devil pilots continued to fire back, but all the bullets were empty.

The 12.7mm bullets flew around, some hit the ruins on the side of the devil, some hit the Suzhou River directly, and even hit the consulate farther away.

The consulate faces the direction of Suzhou River, and the glass windows of a six-storey building were shattered in four pieces.

One of the pieces is the office of the British Consul. The British Consul was enjoying the battle between the air and the ground, but he didn't want the bullet to shoot through the glass window of his office as if it had crossed the river of time.

A bullet nearly rubbed his ear and flew past.The shards of glass almost blinded him.

The British Consul's face was covered in blood, but he escaped the fatal blow.

He shouted for help, and the guard rushed in and carried the consul away for treatment.

But this time, the Japanese completely offended the British Consul.

It would be fine if the Devil's plane had shot civilians, but this time, it almost killed the British consul.

Whether it is tolerable or unbearable, while the British consul bandaged the wound, he vowed in his heart that this time, he must look good on the Japanese.

He cursed in his heart: "Why hasn't the Japanese plane been shot down by the Chinese? Let these damn little devils go back to their hometown and see their Amaterasu!"

Boom!

Perhaps it was the British Consul's curse that came true, or perhaps Lao Tie's technology was better. After half an hour of fighting, a terrifying explosion came. The little devil's pilot lost to Lao Tie, and the plane was hit in the air. explode.

The little devil's pilot successfully parachuted out a second before the explosion.But it fell to the south bank.

The people on the south bank were all onlookers, and they were so angry that they saw the little devil jumped down.They all surrounded.

Hundreds of Chinese people, the little devil was almost scared to pee on the spot.He took out a Southern Fourteenth-style pistol and threatened: "Go away, damn China pig, if you don't go away, I'll kill you all."

"Little devil, you dare to be arrogant when you come to my Chinese territory?"

"What nonsense are you talking to him? Kill this dog RI."

"Yes, kill him! Kill him!"

"You mustn't let the little devil go back alive!"

"kill him!."

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The people shared their enemies, raised their right hands, and roared at the little devil.

Under the domination of fear, the little devil fell into madness and actually shot.

A coachman was injured and fell in a pool of blood.

The other people were stunned. The word 'death' once again enveloped their hearts like a terrifying spell.

Although they hated the devil, they wished to eat the devil alive.But they are just ordinary people.They were just roaring and venting their anger.Do they really dare to eat devils?
Do not!It was just their anger.

But at the same time, the little devil became more and more complacent: "Bagayalu, you group of Chinese pigs, you know you're afraid this time, right?
In front of our Empire of Japan, you Chinese people can only kneel and submit.Why don't you get me out of here?

Hahaha, even the British have to look at the face of our Great Japanese Empire, what can you group of pariahs change? "

Under the intimidation of the devils, these defenseless people finally chose to retreat.

The devil had a gun in his hand and wounded another person.

Fear spread in the crowd, and panic began to appear in the crowd.

In particular, some people who were not mentally strong now regretted why they had to mix in before.

At the same time, the little devil became more and more proud. He raised the gun in his hand and boasted:

"Do you bunch of Chinese pigs know? The gun in my hand, called the Southern Type [-], is the most advanced automatic pistol in the world.

One of his bullets can penetrate the bodies of three adults, with an effective range of 800 meters.He loaded a thousand rounds at a time.

So don't talk about the few of you, even if there are tens of thousands of people, I'm not afraid! "

"The little devil's gun is so powerful?"

"It's no wonder that the Chinese soldiers lost. It can hold a thousand rounds of bullets at a time. Isn't that a gun that can destroy a regiment of Chinese soldiers?"

"It seems that we all wrongly blame the retreating Chinese soldiers. In the face of such a powerful enemy, we have no chance of winning?"

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The simple people of Nan'an are not suspected of being deceived, they believe it is true, and they are even more scared by the arrogance of the little devil.

The devil pilot, with arrogant steps, planned to cut through the crowd and flee quickly.After all, there were only seven bullets left in his Southern Type [-].

He was bragging about what he said just now. A gun has a thousand bullets in it, so first ask him, can he move it?
But the kind-hearted Chinese people believed the little devil's nonsense.

At this moment, I saw that the little devil was about to run, but I didn't want to. At this moment, a voice suddenly came: "Little devil, I'm standing here, you can try to hit me with your pistol?"

The sound came, like thunder.

The people on the south bank looked in the direction of the voice, but under the black projection of the radiance of the sun, the man who roared and cheered them up every day reappeared.

The Dragon Boat Festival held a [-]-style rifle in his right hand against his shoulder, while his left foot stepped on the cement fence of the four-row warehouse.

At this time, he was only 150 meters away from the position of the little devil pilot.Coupled with his cheating roar, all the people on the South Bank heard it.

And by coincidence, that devil pilot also understands Chinese, otherwise what he said just now would be a fart.

At this time, the devil pilot really wanted to pretend that he didn't hear it.But so many Chinese onlookers heard it, and he said that he didn't hear it and no one would believe it.

Or is he pretending that he doesn't understand Chinese?

This is probably not justified.Because just now, he was talking nonsense with a group of Chinese people, bragging about the magic gun in his hand.

But only the devil knows how poor the quality of the broken gun in his hand is.

The range is not too far, and it always gets stuck.Many devils use this gun to commit suicide without firing several shots to succeed.

Therefore, if he wanted to use this gun to hit the Dragon Boat Festival 100 meters away, he could only pray that his luck would not be too bad!
(End of this chapter)