Sword life

Chapter 2 Desperate
five days later.
A cold wave swept in, and there was heavy snow, the whole world was covered with silver, the river was frozen, everything was hidden, and the prison was robbed.

Zhang Gang opened his eyes, and there was lightning lurking in his eyes. After five days of "propaganda and education", most of the prisoner-of-war camps accepted his leadership, and he got three to four hundred bubbles.

It's just that after the bubbles reach [-], the strength, physique, and speed will no longer increase, and all you get are things like ten large cakes, five catties of white flour buns, and the like.

Zhang Gang didn't dare to take this thing out, so he could only give it to Wei Dayong's confidantes.

Only when you are full will you have the strength to kill devils.

Now that it is snowing heavily, it is a good day to kill the enemy!
Zhang Gang laughed and walked out of the room first.

"Why are you laughing, you won't be able to laugh later." Wang Mazi cursed loudly.

Zhang Gang's heart moved, he swept around, and the surrounding scenes came into view.

The machine guns at the gate of the prisoner-of-war camp were already in place, with one shooter and one pair loaded with live ammunition, and the other little devils were also armed with guns.

Around, two or three hundred brothers looked uneasy, not knowing what kind of bad luck they would encounter.

"What are you looking at, you group of death row prisoners are working too slowly, the Taijun is very dissatisfied, and decided to kill them at eleven!" Wang Mazi took out a bunch of bamboo sticks in a high-flying manner: "If you get the short ones, take off your clothes and shoes. Run 100 meters outside and make a target for Taijun, if you are lucky and survive, come back and work."

There was a commotion in the crowd, and everyone knew what it meant if the short one was drawn.

The undercurrent is surging, like dry grass, and a little spark will form a prairie fire.

"You little devil is killing us. It's cold winter, even if you wear cotton clothes, you can't stop the cold weather."

"You still have to be a target for a gun. The little devil's marksmanship is so accurate, he can run through the wind and snow without being able to escape the bullets!"

"So cruel, I fought like a dog!"

Here's your chance!Zhang Gang, Chang Hu, Wei Dayong and others looked at each other and nodded quietly.

"Dog traitor, die!" Zhang Gang yelled, full of pride in his chest, he ran up to Wang Mazi with a stride, and punched him with his hand.

This punch sank deep into Wang Mazi's chest, and there was a sound of caracalla, and I don't know how many bones were broken, causing blood to spurt from his mouth and nose, and he died instantly.

A light red bubble appeared, and Zhang Gang put it away.

[One piece of black traitor robe]: Wearing it, everyone will think you are a traitor.

Bah, bad luck, I will use this kind of thing.

"What kind of work, don't hurry up and disperse, there will be death." The little devil on the wall saw that something was wrong, and started to drink loudly, pulling the bolt of the gun to prepare to shoot.

At the moment of life and death, Zhang Gang's heart became more peaceful, he cut off his fear, skillfully found the match on the traitor's body, flipped his right hand, and a bottle of alcohol appeared, with a cloth strip plugged into the mouth of the bottle.

Blessed by God Ostrov, Zhang Gang lit the cloth and threw the bottle to the machine gun.

boom!The bottle shattered, flames splashed, and the little devil's shooters and shooters were all enveloped in a sea of ​​flames.

"Kill it! Fire!" Suddenly being attacked, the little devil's sergeant immediately drew his saber and ordered to shoot.

The sound of uneven shooting sounded, and a dozen prisoners of war suddenly fell to the ground.

Compared with the ruthless Japanese veterans, these garrison soldiers have a big gap in terms of combat sense and combat literacy. They are not accurate in shooting, and some are in a hurry and cannot shoot.

A bullet passed by Zhang Gang's ear, as if death had passed by. On the battlefield, life and death are life and death, no matter how strong the body is, it will be taken away by a small bullet.

However, after facing death directly, Zhang Gang was not afraid, but became more excited, his heart beating like a drum, pumping blood far beyond usual into every part of his body.

Zhang Gang only felt that his strength had increased greatly. He grabbed Wang Mazi's body, threw it hard, and threw it against the wall.

With a bang, Wang Mazi's body spun and hit the two little devils standing on the wall.
The next moment, Zhang Gang ran to the edge of the wall with a run-up, kicked hard with momentum, and saw the high wall as flat ground, and kicked to the top of the wall with a few feet.

Wei Dayong watched clearly from the side, his eyelids twitched, what kind of person is this? Flying over eaves and walls, martial arts heroes are nothing more than that.

Thinking in his heart, Wei Dayong's subordinates were not idle, picked up a stone and threw it towards the top of the wall, which knocked a little devil's head dizzy and fell off the top of the wall.

At this time, Zhang Gang had already jumped to the top of the wall, and when he looked up, there were two cold lights. The little devils stabbed him one after the other, and their speed and strength were not as good as those of field soldiers.

Well done!Zhang Gang pressed hard against the wall, and he 'flyed' up, dodged the two bayonets, and kicked the two little devils on the head with two consecutive kicks in mid-air.

The little devil's butt curtain didn't have any blocking effect, puff puff puff, two heads split open, red and white, like two watermelons opened.

[hand-to-hand combat +1]

[hand-to-hand combat +1]

Let me go, the era of rifles and artillery, you give me hand-to-hand combat skills, is this appropriate?

Zhang Gang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, picked up the [-] cap and threw it at the little devil opposite, directly nailing the little devil to the ground.

With the remaining one, Zhang Gang stabbed the tiger with the wind, slaughtered all the little devils on the wall on his side, and grabbed the position of the machine gun.

The incendiary bottles made of alcohol bottles worked well, but they were still burning tenaciously at this time, and there were flames everywhere on the machine gun.

bang bang bang!The gunshot rang out, and the prisoners of war in the yard fell down again. After a brief astonishment, the little devil started to fight back by virtue of the location.

Condescending, the little devil shot ruthlessly and accurately, and Zhang Gang's side was even more focused. Half of the thirty or forty rifles were staring at him, beating him so hard that he couldn't lift his head.

A grenade was thrown beside Zhang Gang, and Zhang Gang's hair stood up. He hurriedly rolled to the side of the dead little devil machine gunner, grabbed the corpse and carried it in front of him.

With a loud bang, Zhang Gang was pushed three or four meters away by the air wave, his whole body was sore, a piece of shrapnel was embedded in his shoulder, and blood gurgled out!

Before he succeeded, he fell into a desperate situation, Zhang Gang's eyes were red!
I can not be reconciled!

In the courtyard, Chang Hu picked up a rifle and shot a little devil, but the next moment, he was shot in the abdomen by the little devil and fell to the ground.

His eyes gradually became lax, and everything around him was replaced by darkness. Seeing his comrades fall under the guns of the little devils, he shed two streams of blood and tears!
I can not be reconciled!

Wei Dayong picked up a rifle, and suddenly a grenade fell down, and he hurriedly threw himself down.

Boom, the grenade exploded, and the air wave brought flesh and stones and smashed him all over his body and face. His pupils were bloody, and looking around, most people were running away, and those who dared to resist fell to the ground one after another.

I'm not reconciled to dying like this without killing a few little devils!

Hey!
Da da!
Da da da!
(End of this chapter)