Anti-Japanese War Killing Enemy Explosion System

His body, also because of the strong inertial force of the bullet, was beaten back and forth again and again.

At the same time, a series of bullets also shot towards the devil machine gunner in the opposite direction, suppressing him again.

"Big cow! Big cow!"

Li Yunlong didn't care about getting up, and climbed directly to the side of this soldier, and then hugged him in his arms like an old father, his eyes were filled with imperceptible tears, and undisguised fierceness and killing intent !

He should have been the one who died just now!

"Tuan...Tuan...Tuan Leader! I'm...Daniu...don't...don't regret fighting devils with...with you! If...if there is...afterlife, I'm...big... Cow... still... still..."

Daniu finally didn't finish his words, and as a mouthful of blood overflowed violently, there was no movement.

But Li Yunlong knew what Daniel wanted to say, and he was like an angry lion at the moment!

Unable to suppress the raging anger in his heart anymore, he slowly smoothed Daniel's eyes, and put his body gently on the ground.

Immediately, he picked up the Czech-style light machine gun that Daniel dropped to the ground, and took out a magazine full of bullets from his body, and after replacing it, he rushed forward fiercely.

"You little devil! Let me die!"

After an angry roar, Li Yunlong charged forward directly with his gun in hand.

Fearing that he might make a mistake, several Eighth Route Army soldiers hurriedly guarded him and followed him.

The devil machine gunner seemed to want to do the same and raised his head to sneak attack, but as soon as the machine gun was raised, a series of bullets hit the gun body, splashing sparks one by one.

One of the bullets even hit the devil's machine gunner's palm, and the machine gun immediately came out of his hand.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Li Yunlong and the others rushed to his bunker.

The rest of the Eighth Route Army soldiers knew what their regiment leader Li Yunlong was going to do, so they stood decisively around to cover and guard him.

And Li Yunlong aimed his gun at the devil machine gunner who was lying behind the cover and screaming in pain because he was shot in the palm of his hand.

"You little devil, let me die!"

After all, gunshots rang out until the remaining dozen or so bullets in the Czech magazine were all fired.

Only then did Li Yunlong stop resentfully.

Look at this devil machine gunner again, his head and chest were all smashed, don't look too miserable.

Suddenly, a flame rose from the depths of the woods a hundred meters ahead.

"That's bad! That's the headquarters of the little devil. The little devil wants to burn important documents. Come with me!"

After all, Li Yunlong continued to charge forward.

And when he rushed to the front, the fire had already burned the former enemy headquarters of the No. 14 Division of the Japanese Army completely.

And the battle is over.

But to the astonishment of Li Yunlong and Kong Jie, after searching the entire battlefield, the highest rank was only a devil major.

As for the officers above the rank of chief officer, none were found, and not even a major general or even a lieutenant general was found.

If they didn't believe that Xu Hailang's information would not be wrong, they would even wonder if they just attacked a fake devil's former enemy headquarters.

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes were on the only prisoner.

I saw this man with a fat head and big ears, his face was full of dirt, and he was wearing a pair of glasses with one lens missing.

Presumably it was damaged in the battle just now.

Seeing so many sharp and bloodthirsty eyes staring at him at this moment, his legs, which were already a little unstable due to injuries, are even more severe at this moment, like sifting chaff.

"Sir...sir, I'm not...not a...little...little devil. I'm...Chinese...Chinese."

Maybe he was so scared that he couldn't even speak fluently.

"Chinese?"

Li Yunlong smiled coldly: "Damn you, you eat Chinese food and do what Chinese people can do?

It's not good to be anything, you have to be a **** dog traitor!

Since you like being the little devil's dog so much, then go below and continue to be the little devil's dog! "

After saying that, Li Yunlong slowly pulled out the big knife on the back of his back, and raised it high, as if he was about to chop it down.

The translator was so frightened that his calf gave way, and he couldn't stand upright any longer, and he just slumped on the ground, feces and urine pouring out.

"Leader Li wait a minute!"

At this moment, Xu Hailang who had just arrived suddenly stopped Li Yunlong's movements.

Hearing this, the interpreter looked at Xu Hailang gratefully as if he had been pardoned: "Thank you, sir! I will change my past and start a new life in the future, and I will never be a dog to a little devil again!"

The survival instinct straightened Xu Hailang's translator's tongue.

Xu Hailang didn't save him out of good intentions, but just wanted to use waste. He immediately asked: "I ask you! Is this the former enemy headquarters of the No.14 Division of the Japanese Army?"

"Yes!"

"Then where is that old devil Kenji Doihara?"

Xu Hailang continued to ask.

"Doi Madoka... Oh no, the old devil Kenji Doihara and the officers of the division headquarters all escaped."

"Which direction did you run away? How long did you run away?"

"Fleeing in that direction, they ran on horseback for about seven or eight minutes."

The translator pointed to the direction in which Kenji Doihara and the others fled, and continued to respond.

"Brothers, get on your horse and follow me! The group set up such a big game and a net, we can't let the old devil Kenji Doihara escape like this!"

After finishing speaking, Xu Hailang got on his horse and chased in the direction where Kenji Doihara and his gang fled.

"I, Li Yunlong, hate little devils and traitors the most in my life! Now, you can die for me!"

"Sir, no..."

Before the translator finished speaking, the big knife in Li Yunlong's hand had already been slashed down.

There was only a "puchi", and the translator's neck was cut off directly.