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Chapter 155 The Whistle

Thank you book friends for living in the present monthly pass.

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At this time, the corpses had no time to care about the living at all, a dozen dead devils and a few dead camels were enough for them to be busy for a while.

"call out……"

While running, Yan Zhi shot five times in a row, killing the five little devils.Moreover, he gave priority to killing those little devils who turned their heads and were about to shoot.

The little devil is under attack.There were more than 40 people when they came out of the base, and now they have lost more than half of them, and there is no way to stop the loss at all.

The casualties were heavy!

When there were more than 30 people just now, the little devils still had the confidence to wait for the sand waves to subside, and they could surround and kill five enemies with a single return of their carbine. Now, they have no confidence.The Chinese Plague God in the back was chasing closely and could not get rid of it. The person who turned around and was about to shoot died under his gun before he could pull the trigger.

This is too cruel!
On the battlefield, if you can't kill the enemy, you must at least have the heart to die with the enemy.

It is so humiliating to watch one's own bones being trampled under the feet of the enemy.

At least you have to pull a back before you die.

Even if you can't pull an opponent one-on-one as a backup, at least you have to have a group of people pull a funeral, let's go to the underworld to fight in groups.

Therefore,
Suddenly, while running, a little devil's lieutenant took out a strangely shaped thing from his body.

It was only when the little devil blew that Yan Zhi knew it was a whistle.

Lieutenant Little Devil blew out a strange, high-pitched sound.

As soon as the whistle sounded, the running captives stopped suddenly, turned their ears sideways, with the same expression, listening to the sound, and their movements were strange.

The little devil blew his whistle and ran forward without slowing down.

Although the whistle was small, it was sharp and piercing, and the constant rumbling explosions could not drown out the strange whistle.

All the captives stood there for three seconds, then suddenly turned around and ran towards the sand waves.

The captives had already run for two kilometers with all their strength, and they were still tireless. Their starting speed was even more astonishing, and they ran wildly. All of them had fierce faces, purple eyes, and stiff faces.

Running under the scorching sun and running in the carbon-like sand, the captives still didn't sweat, and their clothes were so dry that they could burn if they touched a spark.

This is not normal.

Facing the prisoners who suddenly turned around and ran, Yan Zhi's scalp became numb. These prisoners kicked away countless skeletons during their running.

Yan Zhi could only continue to move forward at an unabated speed. Behind him was the scorching sand wave that was getting closer and closer, almost melting him and Nalan Xinghui.

The camel's stamina is astonishing. After running for nearly two kilometers, the speed is not only slow, but even faster, probably because the camel is more aware of the horror of the sand waves behind it.

Nalan Xinghui tightly hugged Yan Zhi's medicine, listening to the roar of sand waves getting closer and closer behind her, she already felt that most of today would not be spared, she just wanted to hold Yan Zhi at this moment, no matter whether she lived or died Either way, never be separated from him again.

At this time, the sound of explosions became sporadic, and the sky was like a fire, and a gust of wind blew slowly from the south, pushing the black smoke from the explosion to the north.

This is the rhythm of the wind.

In front of Yan Zhi are Ava, Wu Zhonghua, and Matt Baker, who can only move forward.

A dozen little devils ran head-on towards the captives, but when they were nearly 100 meters away from the captives, they suddenly changed direction and rushed diagonally to both sides.

The devil's sudden change of direction caught Yan Zhi and the others off guard.But Yan Zhi immediately saw through the little devil's intentions.

Yan Zhi yelled for Wu Zhonghua, Ava, Matt Baker and the others to follow the little devil and rush towards the west side. On the west side, Nie Yuanfeng and others stood on the bunker to snipe for them.

Yan Zhi can only move forward.If he also rushed obliquely like the west side, he would be submerged by the rolling sand waves before he ran out.A camel can maintain its original speed with two people on its back, but once it sprints, it will slow down and lose its strength.

Yan Zhi could only go up to meet the captives, and now he had no way to get Nalan Xinghui to ride another camel again.

200 meters in front of Yanzhi, seven or eight camels were running without anyone riding them.

The captives ignored the existence of the camels, and everyone's running route remained the same.

The camel, which was cornered by the sand waves, rushed into nearly a hundred captives, knocking the captives to their knees. After falling down, they got up and continued to move forward, facing Yan Zhiwei, ignoring the oncoming waves. sand waves.

1 The bunker is crumbling and about to collapse.

Zhao Fugui, Nie Yuanfeng, Hong Long, and Wu Gen can't snipe for Matt Baker and the others. If they don't jump out of the bunker, they will be buried alive by bricks and cement.

Zhao Fugui has been paying attention to the corpses. At this time, there are no corpses around the bunker. He threw a few grenades under the bunker, and the sand splashed everywhere, but no corpses were seen in the sand.

Safety.

In fact, whether it is safe or not, Ann has to jump, and if he doesn't jump, he will be buried alive.

Speaking of safety not only comforts oneself, but also comforts others.

"Jump!"

Nie Yuanfeng yelled, and the four of them jumped off the bunker together.

Walking on the sand, you can only be targeted by the little devils riding camels, and the captives with abnormal expressions are even more frightening.So, as soon as Nie Yuanfeng, Zhao Fugui and others jumped off the bunker, they went to intercept the camels that rushed out from the group of captives.

Although the camels were running like flying, Nie Yuanfeng and the others stretched out their arms very vigorously, stabbing obliquely and taking a shortcut, they stopped a few camels and turned over.

Ava, Wu Zhonghua, and Matt Baker have already exchanged fire with more than a dozen little devils 100 meters away. During the close-range chase, the two Thompson submachine guns did not lose the wind at all, and took turns to suppress the little devils. live.

Wu Zhonghua's face was pale, and every step the camel ran, the wound on his leg was pulled. It hurt like a knife cut. Although the wound was treated by him, the bleeding was still bleeding, and he almost fell from the camel several times. Fall on your back.

The sand waves behind Yan Zhi were chasing closer and closer, but their power was gradually weakening. Even so, Yan Zhi still didn't dare to stay. If he was buried by the sand, the powerful impact would still smash him and Nalan Xinghui to pieces.

The whistle of the little devil lieutenant was still ringing intermittently.

Since Wu Zhonghua, Ai Wa and the others were still separated from the little devils, Yan Zhi was unable to shoot the whistle-blowing devil.

Following the strange whistle, the captives gathered from both sides to the center, like a wall, and pushed towards Yan Yan.

"Brothers, get out of the way!"

"Brothers, get out of the way, I am a Chinese soldier..."

Yan Zhi shouted loudly at the oncoming prisoners.

But the captives were indifferent, their eyes were straight and fierce, and they waved their fists amidst the whistle, and bumped into their faces.

Yan Zhi could see that the blood-red eyes of the captives were full of murderous intentions, and they didn't even know who was a Chinese soldier and who was a Japanese devil.

The captives were only at the mercy of the eerie sound of the whistle.

"Oh!"

"~~~"

With the scream of the camel, the captives knocked Yan Zhi's camel over the sand.

Dozens of captives beat the camel hard, put the camel to the ground, and gushed blood from its nostrils.

At the same time, six or seven prisoners were hit by the powerful camel, spitting blood from their mouths, and fell to the ground.

The moment the captives collided with the camels, Yan Zhi and Nalan Xinghui jumped up high. In the air, he kicked the two captives who jumped up at the same time and rushed towards him to the ground.

The seven or eight captives who collided with the camels seemed to have springs on their legs. As soon as they fell down, they bounced off the sand again. They smelled the smell of blood, and they threw themselves directly at the camel that was struggling to get up. In an instant, the captives' fingernails swelled to more than ten centimeters, like sharp blades, they were inserted into the camel's body effortlessly, and the blood glowed instantly.

All the captives rushed towards Yan Zhi and Nalan Xinghui from three sides with fierce eyes.

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Pick up the pace and get ready to take on the world.

(End of this chapter)