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Chapter 38 Critical Moment 【Please collect and recommend】

Chapter 38 Critical Times

Dozens of M3 submachine guns of Agent Yamamoto opened fire!
Fire snakes shot at Zhao Gang and Lin Feng like crazy.

"Da da………"

Hot bullet casings quickly ejected from the machine gun, scattered all over the place.

If the two sides only fight for combat power, Zhao Gang's side is still at a disadvantage. After all, the militia plus a hundred independent regiment fighters are far behind in terms of firepower configuration and combat personnel equipment quality.

Kazuki Yamamoto's machine guns all fired, and the bullets flew over like a meteor shower all over the sky.

The beaten Lin Feng and Zhao Gang lay on the ground and dared not show their faces.

A few times, the brave militiamen rushed forward with shovels and howled, and were knocked down by flying bullets as soon as they rushed about five meters away.

The more obvious and powerful suppression of firepower made Zhao Gang and Lin Feng invincible at all to fight back.

"Political commissar, damn it, we can't hold our heads up! The enemy's firepower is so fucking fierce!"

Zhao Gang lowered his head as much as possible, patted the snow and soil on his hat and said angrily: "Damn it, what the hell is the origin of these little devils? The weapons in our hands are less effective than their bloody firesticks. No, we didn't eliminate them, but we were killed by them."

"Zhao Gang wanted to organize an attack, but the fighters who charged up were knocked to the ground before they ran a few meters!"

Lin Feng shrunk his head. He didn't dare to look up. He lay down behind a piece of gravel and lowered the muzzle of the gun. Seeing that the little devil was coming up, he couldn't sit still no matter what. He squinted his eyes and moved the muzzle of the gun to load the bullet , It was a shot in the neck of a kid who was still firing wildly.

The bullet passed directly through his neck, and the little devil covered his bleeding neck with his hands in pain, and then kicked his legs, dying with regret.

Kazuki Yamamoto didn't care about so much, what he got now was a death order, if he couldn't reach Wujialing in time, not only would he be dismissed from his post, but he might have to apologize.

The situation was urgent, Yamamoto pulled out the bastard box he carried with him, and ordered the special agent team to break through at full speed, at all costs.

The two sides are still fighting!

Zhao Gang saw that the number of casualties among militiamen and independent regiments was increasing, and the combat power, which was not strong before, was now even weaker, and even more powerless to fight back.

Lin Feng knew that the situation was not good, so if he fights like this, he will die here for half an hour. He said loudly: "Commissioner, we can't fight any more. We have already lost more than half of our casualties. If we continue to fight, we will be finished. The little devil is so fucking extraordinary, now the main thing is to preserve his vitality!"

Zhao Gang was overwhelmed by the anger, put the gun on Lin Feng's forehead, rolled his eyes and said: "Damn it, run away from the battlefield, I will jump on you!"

Lin Feng's blood was surging, and he held the barrel of the gun in one hand and persuaded again: "Political commissar, even if you kill me, I am willing, but everyone can't all die here, the leader can tell me to take you back safely, you just take the gun Break me, I also say the same, withdraw, if you don't withdraw, you will be surrounded by little devils, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, let this group of dogs live a few more days!"

Zhao Gang felt a little bit sad and sad, looked at the corpse beside him and shouted: "Retreat, retreat!"

Kazuki Yamamoto saw that Zhao Gang and his group were retreating, and now they had a chance, sticking like a dog's skin plaster.

If you fight with little devils, the more timid you are, the faster you will retreat, and the more the little devils chase you, the more excited you will be. After all, this group of dogs are bullying wild dogs.

Seeing that the secret service team rushed forward, Kazuki Yamamoto nodded proudly.

"Yaoxi, I'm going to eat this piece of dirt today. I believe Your Excellency the General will like this gift!"

"Order the troops to divide into two groups, and copy all the way from the rear. You must not let a Tuba route go, otherwise they will all be shot!"

"Hi!"

The Yamamoto secret service team quickly split into two, one team of little devils quickly passed through the forest, and the other team naturally Annie pursued them head-on.

Zhao Gang and Lin Feng led the rest of the dozens of fighters while fighting and retreating.

On the other side, Li Yunlong waited for a long time, but found that the little devil hadn't come. After calculating the time, Zhao Gang was already fighting with the little devil.

"Monk, come with me to support Lao Zhao. The origin of these little devils is unknown. I'm worried that the political commissar is in danger."

"Hey, Commander, let's go right now! The political commissar can shoot, but he can't fight a bayonet at all. I don't know if Brother Da Linzi can protect the political commissar well?"

At this time, the Yamamoto Secret Service team was unwilling to let go, chasing Zhao Gang and a group of people to fight.

Lin Feng was extremely angry and panted, "His grandma's, she can't run anymore, she can't run anymore."

Lin Feng was lying on the hill, panting heavily.

Zhao Gang was sweating all over his face, he didn't care about so much, he sat on the ground and complained: "Lin Feng, look, you fucking, the little devil really entangled us this time, and he couldn't escape even if he wanted to!"

Lin Feng said without any panic: "Damn it, anyway, this group of idiots will fight hard, kill one to earn money, kill two to earn one, 20 years later, we are still the goddamn goddamn A good man."

The other side of Yamamoto's secret service crossed Zhao Gang's rear, waiting for Lin Fengzi's pedestrians to drill into the encirclement.

"Damn it, your son, who is usually as timid as a mouse, is quite tough when he speaks. Let's see if there is no coward in our independent group."

Lin Feng smiled wryly and said: "The political commissar sees what you said, you have to be tough once in your life, you have to set an example for the younger generations, don't you?"

"Alright..." Zhao Gang laughed loudly.

If we don't run away, we will fight to the death with this little devil.

Lin Feng was still a little unwilling: "The head of the group will definitely come back to save us if we don't wait until the devils come back. Commissar Zhao, we must not give up. People must live for their beliefs."

Zhao Gang nodded when he heard Lin Feng's satisfaction, "Da Linzi's ideological awareness is really getting higher and higher, this is really fucking true!"

Kazuki Yamamoto's secret service team surrounded Lin Feng and Zhao Gang on a small hill.

"We're running out of time, we must make a quick decision, and we must solve all these gangsters within 10 minutes, Ha Ya Gu!"

Kazuki Yamamoto ordered the frontal pursuit troops to start the final charge.

"Several melon grenades flew over in an arc in the sky!"

"Boom..."

"Da da……"

All members of the Yamamoto Secret Service opened fire at full speed, and the bullets whizzed towards Zhao Gang.

A bullet hit Zhao Gang's chest. He didn't care about the wound, and still raised the shell gun in his hand to make a final counterattack. His clothes were stained red with blood.

Seeing Zhao Gang's pale face, Lin Feng stepped forward to check the situation, and when he looked down, he saw that the clothes on his chest had been stained red by blood.

"Political Commissar, you are injured!"

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