The Rise of the Scum of the Heavens

Mainly based on the analysis of the situation, there are at most a group of two devil grenade operators left upstairs.

At the same time, a group of red-eyed netizens have already completed all the devils and traitors on the ground.

Each corpse is covered with dense wounds, which is mainly because they instinctively vent their unprecedented fear and anger in this way.

When Yang Dongli's mouth came out and shouted something similar to an ultimatum, those people had already begun to clean up the battlefield happily.

Whether it was a bloody [-]-style rifle, a brand-name rifle stained with suspicious white objects, or other rare materials, they were happily grabbing into their hands and playing with it like a baby.

In a short period of battle, it gave them huge and amazing changes.

There is no such thing as before, even the corpses of a few little yellow hairs, no one dares to take out the lighter.

After the first murder, the psychological and spiritual discomfort did not appear to them at all, at least not now.

Even a few middle-aged uncles, regardless of their tens of years of age, are vying for the samurai sword of Cao Chang.

With a blushing face and a thick neck, he slammed the samurai sword in front of him with force, and shouted loudly, giving various reasons:

"Hurry up and let go of my hands. This should be the little devil's lieutenant's command knife. I saw it first. I want to take it back and make it a family heirloom~"

"Hey, who do you think it is? You didn't step on the same big earth, why don't you say it's yours?"

"Brothers and gentlemen, tell the truth, I was the first to get it, give me a face! Next time I'm in Shuangqing, I'll invite everyone to eat hot pot~"

In a word, netizens who realize that they have an advantage now have a feverish excitement in their hearts.

And considering that they used shabby equipment such as shuttle darts and broadswords before, they were full of desire for these serious equipment.

So it is understandable that there is such a scene of fierce competition now.

The only problem is that they seem to have completely forgotten to treat the comrades who are now lying on the ground outside the turret, including even their trainee commander.

What should be said or not, these people might still have a breath, and still have the value of rescuing.

In the scene of fire downstairs, the remaining devils and puppet army upstairs fell into a dead silence, and did not open fire on the poor sick brother.

They have realized their current bad situation, and they have no intention to kill such a wounded person who seems to be of little value...

With the passage of time, the sick brother finally managed to walk into the artillery tower.

At this time, he was not only covered in cold sweat, but his face was as pale as white paper.

And everyone's search for loot has almost stripped away those devils and puppet soldiers; they have gotten some bits and pieces.

For example:

The legendary Yuan Datou, gold jewelry that is obviously a woman's style, French coins with Mr. Zhongshan's head, and the Central Reserve Volume, the military ticket of the island devil.

Botou brand matches, Asahi brand cigarettes, cans, a small amount of steel helmets, ill-fitting large-shoes, belts, bullet boxes, etc.

There is even a calfskin box with an old antique island 'Olympic' camera.

Not to mention such a large number of things, many of them have no practical effect except that they look strange.

The loot of the netizens is quite rich.

The only pity is that the remaining devils and puppet army upstairs refused to surrender honestly in the face of their ultimatum; on the contrary, as long as they heard a little movement of their attempts to go upstairs, they would open fire on the stairs.

During the period, a grenade was also thrown down, which almost caused huge casualties to the personnel below.

Fortunately, the middle-aged warehouse keeper, Mage Xiongnu, was quick-witted.

Even so, the shock wave generated by the explosion shocked him enough.

In such a situation, Hu Biao struggled to get up in the sound of 'Ouch~'; then this guy, who was covered in tattered wounds, limped into the gun tower.

good guy!In the close-range explosion of the thunderbolt, the goods did not die.

It seems that after changing the original one-meter-long wooden pole of Thorn Thunder to an amazing length like a bamboo pole, it still played a very important role.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but everyone always thinks that this product looks a little different.

What did you say?It should be that when everyone looked at him, they clearly felt the prestige of Hu Biao, some prestige obtained by taking the lead in the deadly battle.

In the prestige that is so hard-fought, everyone's performance is obviously different.

A Shuangqing netizen who had already snatched the samurai sword respectfully removed the sheathed lieutenant's command sword from the devil's belt around his waist, and handed it to Hu Biao with both hands.

Then, another netizen handed over a pistol he had just grabbed in his hand.

The problem was that when he saw this pistol, it turned out to be the so-called "suicide-hard box", that is, the Southern Type [-] pistol of the devil. Hu Biao frowned and pushed the gun back.

Then, he raised his eyebrows at Mage Xiongnu.

Upon seeing this, Mage Xiongnu's heart was full of emotions, but in the end, he picked up the hem of his small vest and handed over a shell gun that looked like it was 8% new.

This new shell gun was pulled from a puppet army officer.

While playing with this pistol, Hu Biao's face finally showed a satisfied expression.

Because he didn't read it wrong, this shotgun should be produced by the original Mauser factory, or after some improvements, an improved version of the 9mm caliber pistol was used, and the Jianghu people gave it the nickname 'Big Red Nine'.

Looking at the finer workmanship than the 'Jinzao [-]', as well as the incomprehensible German on the gun, as well as the serious factory serial number, Hu Biao is quite satisfied with this trophy.

If I have to say that there is something I am not satisfied with, it is this 'Big Red Nine' or the one with 10 rounds of ammunition.

Hu Biao would be even more satisfied if the firepower with 20 rounds of ammunition was more sustainable.

While Hu Biao was fiddling with Da Hong Jiu with satisfaction, Yang Dongli hesitated for a moment, but the cigarette case was still deformed from his trouser pocket.

He took out a crumpled one and stuffed it into Hu Biao's mouth, then lit a match to help light it.

In such a euphemistic way, I expressed my recognition of Hu Biao's status as a trainee commander...

Chapter 17 The System's Pitty Rewards ([-])

"What are you doing here? I don't know if the battle is not over yet, and all the glorious traditions of our army for capturing all the captures have been forgotten by you?

Listen carefully, except for weapons and ammunition equipment, the other spoils are first handed over to the swordsmen for safekeeping, and then distributed fairly after the battle; the rest of the people obey my orders and deal with these grandsons upstairs first. "

While holding a piece of sand with a cigarette in his mouth, Hu Biao started cursing at the netizens.

The amazing thing is that this kind of scolding made everything more orderly.

Netizens with long rifles behind their backs and armed belts tied to their beer stomachs, under the command of Hu Biao, put several bundles of firewood that they successfully carried over at the bottom of the wooden stairs.

Also on the first floor, a lot of lumber, that is, bed boards, cabinets, etc., are piled up under the stairs.

He even poured a tin bucket of kerosene for lighting and a can of vegetable oil for cooking on the wood, ready for any activity at any time.

As for going to work outside the turret, to see if there is anything possible for the netizens who threw themselves on the street, I'd better wait for a while.

After all, what if the devils and the puppet army upstairs couldn't think of it and opened fire again?Let's wait until the apprentice commander has dealt with the remaining enemies.

In fact, the above worries are obviously overwhelmed by netizens.

When the strong smell of kerosene diffused and spread to the upstairs, there were obviously more restless footsteps and the sound of fierce disputes.

Hu Biao sucked hard, and immediately burned half of the sand in his hand.

When a puff of smoke came out of my nostrils, my nervousness was relieved too much.

After spraying the long smoke, he opened his mouth again and shouted to the roof:

"Listen to those bastards upstairs, I'm in the last tens of numbers. If I don't do what we say, then we'll set fire to it; ten, nine, eight, seven~"

When Hu Biao counted to 5, the movement from the roof became huge.

The sound of fierce fighting and the angry screams of the devils were heard all the time.

In the end, when everything subsided, the bodies of the two devils were thrown down first, followed by a crooked machine gun and a grenade, and five or six rifles were thrown on the ground.

A puppet army with a Ji Province accent, clutching his bleeding skull, protruded a little upstairs.

He begged for mercy: "I don't know which part of the commander below? We have now followed all your requirements. Now we don't have any weapons at all, so don't set fire to it."

After this voice was finished, Hu Biao threw the cigarette butt of sand in his hand to the firewood.

Yes, that's right!Hu Biao seemed to have made a blunder, and he had no intention of abide by the promise just now; however, Hu Biao did not feel ashamed at all about this.

For these traitors, he has no intention of being reasonable and honest.

Embarrassingly, the cigarette butt was thrown on the kerosene-soaked firewood, and it was extinguished with a sound of '呲la~', and it didn't burn at all.

Hu Biao, who was very embarrassed, threw a burning log in annoyance, and the raging fire started to burn; before the fire spread, Hu Biao took the lead out of the artillery tower.

At such a time, they no longer have to worry about the attack from above...

After realizing that they had been deceived, the puppet soldiers on the cannon tower began to curse; however, under the threat of fire and thick smoke, they jumped down from the cannon tower one by one.

However, the ground of the 10-meter-high building is still unhardened mud, which will not cause them to fall to their death.

However, after the puppet soldiers fell to the ground, still because of the huge impact force and other reasons, it was unavoidable to lie on the ground for a long time and be unable to move.

Without Hu Biao's orders, Yang Dongli gritted his teeth and raised a large cover with a bayonet at the back.

When the last puppet army, a scream came out of his mouth.

Suddenly, the netizens who were lucky enough to survive sounded the same mechanical voice in their minds at the same time:

"Congratulations everyone! This trial mission is officially completed, and the specific evaluation and settlement are in progress. Later, the commander can revive netizens and return to the modern plane."

After hearing this voice, the embarrassed netizens burst into tears.

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Counting Hu Biao, there are 31 people on this mission in total; excluding the 3 little yellow hairs who were obliterated at the very beginning, there are 28 people who actually participated in the war.

In the end, only about half of the 28 people who participated in the mission in this way survived.

The reason why it is almost the same is that in addition to the 13 people who successfully rushed into the gun tower, they found that 3 people were not dead during the subsequent cleaning of the battlefield.

For example, the netizen who shouted 'help' after being shot in the neck was actually just grazed by a bullet in the neck.

I think that as long as the mission is completed, since the dead can be resurrected, then the bruises that have been raised can be recovered.

The number of killed opponents has been counted, and there are a total of 7 serious devils and 11 puppet soldiers.

For such a victory, everyone has no idea how the system will evaluate it, and what kind of reward will be finally obtained.

But they thought of the relevant plots they saw in the online articles. These people are now looking forward to the awesome rewards of the system.

In short, in the ensuing time, everyone's mind was a little trance.