In order to shock the Kwantung Army Japanese devils, Feng Quan originally planned to do the entire man head tower, or the entire Jingguan. The so-called "Jingguan" means to pile up the massacre people into a mountain and seal the soil outside. Considering that the Japanese devils bully the weak and are afraid of the strong, they are afraid of the strong.

, the nature of being obsessed with pursuing people is very laborious, so just kill them like this.

In order to deepen the impression of the Japanese, under the command of the boss Feng Quan, the friends set up thunders, door handles, under the cover of the thermos, and inside the quilt... all of them were set up in each room.

Feng Quan sat in one of the largest houses in the headquarters, smoking a cigarette happily, carefully flipping through the Japanese secret information, and packing all the valuable things in a large cloth bag prepared in advance.

Damn it! It's half past 2:30, it's time to evacuate.

“Meow, Meow.”

The friends who received the signal of retreating together returned to the gate in groups of three or three. Looking at the embarrassed smiles of the friends who were bulging all over their bodies, Feng Quan was so happy that he slapped his mom, he didn't know he was wearing this.

How big is it? Does the gold bars and paper money affect the performance of tactical actions?

Haha, I have a good temper and don’t have the same knowledge as you. The so-called person who sees me has a share, and give some of the money to the brothers who have worked hard to watch outside. The rest of the gains will be my personal. This time it was quite exciting, and I won’t punish the gods.

Seven, four, six, five, five.

"Let's go!"

When they saw the boss Feng Quan, they were not angry. The satisfied friends grinned and disappeared into the boundless darkness with a smile. At about three o'clock, it was time.

"Chirky"

Three Mauser 98k rifles equipped with grenade launchers fired three signal grenades into the sky. Three sad and sharp gunshots broke the tranquility of the late night, and three beautiful red flames appeared in the sky in the dark night.

The dedicated signal flare is higher than that of ordinary bullets. The fiery red light has been rushing upwards hard. After reaching the highest point, it is reluctant to start falling slowly. At this time, Jinzhou City is not big, almost every location

You can clearly hear and see the signal flare, just like a boiling crater finally erupting, and the performance officially began.

"Tu tuk"

"Dadadada"

"Swoosh swish swish"

"Boom boom boom"

All the mg-34 light and heavy machine guns, the m2 large caliber Browning heavy machine gun aimed at the targets that had been set long ago, and roared. The Mauser 98k was also unwilling to be lonely. The grenade launcher on the muzzle can be said to have been in battle this time.

If the firepower is heavy, it must not be used as a decoration. Use it to fire smoke screens, and high-explosive grenades are definitely much farther than people throw them. The machine gun fires at an astonishing rate and the bullets are almost the same, throwing out the killer grenades and white phosphorus grenades.

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There were explosions, gunshots, crackling fires everywhere, the Kwantung Army's arsenal, oil warehouse, and grain warehouse were detonated and burned, and half of the sky was dyed red by the black smoke and red light, and the dark forehead was thick.

Under the smoke, the red light appeared and there was a little bit of a rush from another world.

Giving most of the ammunition to the Kwantung Army's friends makes it easier to retreat. Following the route of alert, the seven teams selected from the seven hundred-man teams of the Beixuanwu team, a total of 84 people.

The team disappeared into the vast dark night.

The various tricks prepared also waste everyone's feelings. I'll give them to the Kwantung Army tomorrow during the day. There are seven places in total, and Feng Quan is not very convenient to recycle them one by one. The helpless reserve team members had to carry heavy mortars and 16 kilograms of them.

Heavy shells set out on their way back.

At this time, Jinzhou City was like a mess. Teams and rows of awakened Kwantung troops gathered together urgently and rushed to various fire and explosion sites for futile rescue. Due to various reasons, they were unwilling to escape into the pass.

The Chinese people hurried in the room tremblingly, waiting for the arrival of dawn even more helplessly.

Because of the arrival of tens of thousands of Kwantung Army, the hidden personnel stationed in Jinzhou from the Kuomintang and the Communist Party laughed happily, celebrating each other, and raising their glasses in a low voice to celebrate this good news of unknown origin.

"Baga! Baga! All are dead and work!"

Because the three armies of the Rekawa Battle were temporarily repelled, the commander of the Kanto Army, Muto Nobuyi, had only a small strand of white hair left. Muto Nobuyi, who was deliberately preparing to launch a thunder strike again, has been in the past few days

I am really full of confidence. To me, the god of horses and muddles are all floating clouds, and it’s a little bit.

Although Muto Nobuyi is over 60 years old, even though his hair is completely white, his vision and hearing are getting stronger. In fact, he heard clearly at the first signal gunshot and saw the red flames.

All kinds of explosions kept rushing into his ears, what about swollen?

Muto, who was inspecting the army sent from the country, had his face turned from red to white, from white to red, and finally could no longer suppress his anger. Unexpectedly, in a hurry, he somehow pulled off the last strand of his right hand.

The white hair is liberated and the head is covered with shiny hair.

"Baga!"

The self-harmful Nobuyi Muto jumped up in pain, but from the outside, none of his subordinates found it so funny, and the expression on his face became more serious, and a vague sneer sounded in the distance.

"Baga! Who is laughing? I'm so dying and working!"

Everyone's eyes gathered along the source of the sound, gathered on a grandmaster who was ashes on the face, trembling like a sieve, and constantly shaking like a sieve. Boy, please be blessed! If the anger in his heart is not vented, it will really kill people.

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With a "swish", Wu Teng pulled out the sword of the general shining with cold light and walked step by step to the unlucky combat staff. A smell of urine plunged into the furious Wu Teng's nostrils. Damn it! So timid!

, all were scared to pee, the little staff member's crotch was completely wet, the urine flowed down his pants' legs to the ground, and a map appeared under his feet.

"Baga! Your warrior's is not, yours is dead!"

A flash of cold light and a scream, the unlucky little staff member was chopped down from his shoulder by an angry Muto knife. The blood gushed out like a fountain sprayed Muto's head and face, and his clothes were spots.

Dimly, there were more blood on his face, and Wu Teng's angry face became even more ferocious. Seeing this, other officers from all over the world were even more arrogant and did not dare to breathe anymore.

In fact, the Japanese's spirit of the Knights's Kung Horses and Bushido, those who sacrifice their honor for the Emperor are all frightening. They can only blame themselves for their bad luck when they die on the battlefield. Many times, death is in a moment. How can they be like now?

I was shocked, I wonder which unlucky guy was cut into two by Muto, who was like a mad dog.

Muto, who had just killed someone and had angered, no longer had a violent ups and downs in his chest, but it was still beating at a frequency of 250 times a minute. He tried hard to calm down his mood again. The hysterical Muto roared again, "Gendant Soldier."
Chapter completed!