Lao Tzu is a Warlord

　　A cannonball came from nowhere, exploded loudly, kicked up a large piece of soil, and buried the man.

　　"Are you attacking again?"

　　Liu Xi shuddered, looked around, his eyes were a little dazed, there was a mess all over the place, his guard squad had been wiped out long ago, and the one who called him just now was the only one left.

　　Buried in the soil, I don't know whether it is life or death.

　　Liu Xi didn't go over to dig up the soil, but picked up a heavy machine gun that hadn't broken down from the ground, looking for bullets.

　　The war is still going on, and time is racing against the clock.

　　There are 2.9 gunshots everywhere, flames everywhere, and the sound of bayonets.

　　There is the brown/yellow color of the old man, and the camouflage color of the Jagged Army...

　　"Old man, this battle, your grandfather, I will go all out!"

　　Expand the territory, regain the lost land, and strengthen China!

　　At this moment, Liu Xi ignited, as if returning to the swearing-in meeting before the expedition, the great President Tang Qingyu gave an impassioned speech!

　　"Those who offend me Huaxia will be punished even if they are far away!"

　　At this moment, such words appeared in Liu Xi's mind.

　　The mound was turned over, and the people inside jumped out, roaring to the sky!

　　And Liu Xi also found a lot of bullets, hanging all over his body.

　　As if with infinite power, there is only Lao Maozi in his eyes, and nothing else! .

Chapter 803 The five-pointed star of the Soviet Union is very dazzling

　　Liu Xi seems to have returned to the scene when he was fighting Little Japan.

　　Even though there was an old man in front of him, his heart was still boiling and excited!

　　Boiling is due to the expansion of territory and the death of comrades-in-arms one after another; excitement is that the battle has reached its height, and the excitement of blood makes us excited.

　　The sound of gunfire made him find himself again.

　　It was as if at this moment, Liu Xi had turned into a God of War, holding a heavy machine gun, covered in bullets all over his body, shooting continuously, turning into a metal storm, shooting every old man he could see.

　　It's strange to say that when Liu Xi is holding the heavy machine gun, the opponent's bullets seem to have eyes, but they don't rush towards him.

　　The sound of gunfire is deafening, the sound of Mosin Nagant rifles is everywhere, the sound of Huaxia automatic rifles and extremely strong continuous shooting is everywhere.

　　Mortars are no longer effective, and both sides are intertwined, one wants to defend this position, and the other wants to break through this position.

　　It's a matter of life and death.

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　　The heavy artillery has stopped roaring, and the planes in the sky can only hover in the air continuously, and the position can't be taken care of at all.

　　The sound of the machete piercing the bone, the sound of the bayonet piercing the flesh, and the sound of shouting and killing came in an endless stream, one after another!

　　The position has reached the point where the guns are too late to shoot, either machetes or bayonets, all hand-to-hand combat.

　　The blood was floating in the air like blood mist.

　　Liu Xi has already given up the heavy machine gun, because the heavy machine gun has no bullets for a long time.

　　The machete kept slashing, and it was no longer known how many people had been chopped.

　　I don't know when.

　　The position was completely empty, and the originally crowded position seemed to have cleared out many people at once.

　　"The old man has retreated!"

　　"Finally defeated again!"

　　……

　　Above the battlefield, there was a loud shout.

　　Watching the Soviets withdraw from the position, Liu Xi looked like he was about to cry, but now there were only 3000 people left in the original 1000-member regiment.

　　In a breakout battle, more than a dozen consecutive scrambles and shocks forced a regiment equivalent to a brigade to lose 2000 people.

　　On the battlefield, there are dead bodies everywhere, in all shapes and sizes, including old men and iron-blooded soldiers.

　　Broken limbs and broken arms, minced flesh and blood intertwined in the soil are already commonplace!

　　Not surprising at all.

　　The old man retreated.

　　A huge vacuum was created.

　　The Suzaku bombers circling in the sky finally came into use, roaring down, dropping aerial bombs continuously, and after dropping the aerial bombs, they continued to shoot.

　　There are also some planes going to the Soviet positions, passing through the radar and reconnaissance planes to report the hidden positions of the enemy. Although the old Maozi anti-aircraft guns continue to block the sky, they will still bomb more accurately.

　　There was smoke and a sea of ​​fire between the sky and the earth, and the sound of explosions was deafening.

　　However, Vasilevsky's army also had its own way of survival, but after some bombing, it insisted on retaining most of the artillery.

　　So the cannon began to bombard again, covering Huaxia's No. 15 regiment's position in a sea of ​​flames and smoke.

　　Following the cannonade, the infantry began to charge.

　　"Enter the position, enter the position!"

　　With a roar, Liu Xi entered the position first, and they hid in the distance when Lao Maozi was shelling just now.

　　Holding the sniper rifle in his hand, Yuan Hanri hid in the trench with a stern expression, and kept scolding the old man in his heart. If it wasn't for the old man, he should be kissing his little wife in the countryside now, he doesn't need to be here at all If you work hard, you can even find a relationship and work in the local armed police force, as a sniper instructor or something.

　　It's good now, I worry every day, worrying that I will die, and my old wife will become a widow and become someone else's food.

　　Thinking about his own death, his wife remarried, and being fucked by other men every day, Yuan Hanri was in a bad mood.

　　The sniper rifle in his hand is China's standard sniper rifle. It is easier to use than the previous Mauser, and it can be said to be handy in his hands.

　　In front, the Soviet soldiers began to come up again, a mass of black, a red flag with a five-pointed star, so dazzling.

　　Soviet Union!

　　The damned old Maozi occupied the land that China should have, but harmed the people in the three eastern provinces. If it weren't for the historical documentaries in the movie theater and on TV, Yuan Hanri would never know that the old Maozi is not much better than Little Japan .

　　Soviet old man, I, Yuan Hanri, killed you today, and you will come to this world very soon.

　　In the entire No.15 regiment, he was one of the few who was not injured.

　　But under his sniper rifle, more than two hundred old men died.

　　As long as the officer gives an order, he can shoot and kill Lao Maozi accurately!

　　As a sniper, Yuan Hanri knows how to protect himself so that he can shoot the enemy.

　　He held up the sniper rifle, tried hard to adjust his state, and gradually turned into a killing machine again.

　　The scope was put on an old man's head, and the trigger was pulled.

　　"Bang!" With a sound of 247, the gunshot rang!

　　In the scope, you can see the old man fell to the ground, the 224th.

　　Without the slightest nostalgia, Yuan Hanri smiled lightly, but looked for the next target, a taller and stronger old man.

　　"bump!"

　　The gunshot rang for the second time!

　　This time, with the same result as last time, another old man went to see Marx under his gun!

　　"If you make up five hundred, I can go to the special forces!"

　　Yuan Hanri said in a low voice, killing [-] enemies is the minimum standard for entering the special forces, and it has to go through layers of selection. It is still unknown whether he will be able to stay in the Spike special forces.

　　However, it still attracts a large number of snipers to join this special force, and Yuan Hanri is one of them.

　　People grab together, aim and shoot!The action was done in one go, and another old man became a victim of his gun!

　　Yuan Hanri lay motionless on the trench, like a statue, he shot steadily, and with the sound of gunfire, the 226th old man fell into a pool of blood again.

　　Of course, he didn't always stay in the same place. After shooting and killing five people in a row, he walked down the trench with his waist down and went to the next sniper location. .

Chapter 804 The battle is so serious, what more life is needed!

　　The movement is fast, the movement is like flowing water, and it is done in one go.

　　Yuan Hanri had already appeared in the 30-meter sniper position. At this time, he had already seen a Soviet officer.

　　He is an excellent sniper, under his gun, no prey will run away, as long as the enemy, there is only one word, that is death!

　　In Yuan Hanri's hands, this Chinese-style sniper rifle has been tempered into a terrifying killing weapon.

　　In this prepared sniper position, Yuan Hanri's muzzle trembled slightly, and in the distance, that old-fashioned officer was directly pierced by a bullet in the head and fell to the ground.

　　Everything is so commonplace, everything is so skillful, as if it is only right and proper.

　　Yuan Hanri held his sniper rifle and continued to look for the next sniper target. He pulled the trigger again and again without missing a shot. In a blink of an eye, more than 20 Japanese soldiers fell under his gun.

　　In the No.15 Regiment, apart from Yuan Hanri, there were two other snipers who survived the war. Like Yuan Hanri, they fired frequently and sniped bullets in their respective sniper positions. It never fails, without exception, it runs through Lao Maozi's neck.

　　The sound of light machine guns, automatic rifles, and mortars rang out.

　　The remaining 15 soldiers of the No.[-] regiment fought the enemy bravely, shouting frantically, and shot all the bullets at the old Soviet men who rushed up.

　　Every soldier gritted his teeth, defended the position, and tried hard to prevent the position from collapsing.

　　Yuan Hanri lay on the ground, his mind and the sniper rifle merged into one, like a god of death, he shot out the sniper bullets one by one with precision, taking away the old man's life.

　　Xiao Li's flying knife has never failed, nothing is better than this.

　　At this time, the bullet casings around him were scattered all over the ground, and Lao Maozi didn't know how many people died.

　　Once again, under the fierce fighting of China's iron-blooded army, the old Maozi retreated again!

　　The bullet casings fell to the ground, and the corpses of the Japanese soldiers on the opposite side piled up like a hill.

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