If it's your own family...then you can speak more easily.

"After Captain Zhao followed those 8th Routes, his life is getting better and better. Their firepower just now was so strong! I feel like there are so many machine guns inside..."

"It seems that all the guys in their hands have been replaced!"

"Road 8 is so nice to them. If I had followed Captain Zhao to the other side..."

"What's the use of saying this nonsense? It's all a past tense."

"Can't I sigh with it?"

"Okay, okay! You can do whatever you want."

"Look at the brigade commander..."

"Captain Zhao shouldn't kill us all, right? Everyone used to be brothers..."

This group of puppet soldiers had no desire to shoot at all at this moment, and were whispering there...

The pseudo-military brigade leader Cheng Kun gave up his face...

"Brother Guoqiang!"

"I! It's me! Cheng Kun!"

"Brother Guoqiang!"

"Everyone used to be a brother who was knocking on the ground! You get out of the way! Let the brothers go out! Brothers will be grateful to you for your whole life!"

"Everyone is making a living, there is no need for brothers to kill each other!"

The puppet military brigade leader Cheng Kun yelled.

He still wants to stay.

Want to ask for personal favors.

The former commander of the first regiment of the puppet army, Zhao Guoqiang, the battalion commander of the Fifth Infantry Battalion under Fang Yu, frowned when he heard this, but his eyes were very firm.

"Now your only way out is to put down your weapons and surrender unconditionally!"

"Otherwise! Kill without mercy!"

Bang!

Battalion Commander of the Fifth Infantry Battalion Zhao Guoqiang, holding a Garland semi-automatic rifle, fired a gun directly into the air, and his face showed a firm look at this moment!

If you want to surrender, put down your weapons, or you will do it to the end!

The puppet military brigade leader Cheng Kun's face turned dark...

If I want to surrender, I still have to come and go with your brother here?

Just throw away the weapon, hold your head in your hands, and kneel on your knees. Isn’t that all?

Now I have to find you with some connections, so I have to give some preferential treatment.

What's wrong with letting us out?

Oh shit!

The battlefield is so chaotic that no one knows.

The puppet military brigade leader Cheng Kun immediately rushed to a great momentum.

Isn't this little face given to labor and capital?

"Zhao Guoqiang, you guy!"

"Oh shit!"

"How long has it been since I defected, I just don't recognize the brigade commander of Labor and Capital?"

"court death!"

"There is no more trash in labor and capital! There are still a thousand people around!"

"There are only a few hundred people over you?"

"Want to block the way for labor and capital?"

"Go to be your dream of spring and autumn!"

"Oh shit!"

"Shameless!"

"Grass!"

“Brothers from the Eighth Mixed Brigade!”

"Scrawl the guy to the labor and capital!"

"Management in Labor and Capital wants to see if Zhao Guoqiang dares to shoot at Management!"

Cheng Kun, the leader of the Eighth Mixed Brigade of the Puppet Army, roared, and then the shell gun in his hand hit Zhao Guoqiang directly.

It was just because the sight of the poor, so he didn't hit Zhao Guoqiang, but he killed two soldiers around Zhao Guoqiang.

The anger was ignited.

Zhao Guoqiang widened his eyes, his eyes red!

"beat!"

"Give labor and capital!"

"To these hardcore traitors! Don't stay behind!"

"Battle to death!"

"Unless they put down their weapons and held their heads with their hands! Keep fighting! Fight to death!"

Zhao Guoqiang, the battalion commander of the Fifth Infantry Battalion, widened his eyes and immediately became angry!

The Garland semi-automatic rifle in his hand shot directly at the front...

Several bullets hit and directly targeted the pseudo-military brigade leader Cheng Kun.

The puppet military brigade leader Cheng Kun's face changed and he hurriedly avoided...

The last shot penetrated his left shoulder...

"ah!"

"Grass!"

"This dog...is really a terrible shot!"

"Oh shit!"

"Now it's really crazy!"

"Die! Death!"

"Give the labor and capital! Take revenge!"

"superior!"

"Break through!"

"Road forward!"

"If you can't rush out, just wait to die here with these Japanese devils!"

The puppet military brigade leader Cheng Kun roared, wanting to continue running away at this moment.

The mood at this moment seems particularly depressing.

Run away first!

Faster speed!

Who... can withstand this!

Acceleration! Acceleration!

There are almost a thousand people on the Eighth Mixed Brigade of the Puppet Army.

At the seal on the right, there are 600 people led by Zhao Guoqiang, the battalion commander of the Fifth Battalion of the Infantry...

The number of people is twice as big.

But what does this matter?

A morale is like a rainbow!

A dog that was frustrated!

The puppet troops in the Eighth Mixed Brigade held the 38th hoods eliminated by the Japanese, and some of them were formal rifles made in Hanyang, with few machine guns, only a few were roaring.

On the other hand, although Zhao Guoqiang's fifth infantry battalion had only half of its military strength and only six hundred people, they were all equipped with Garland semi-automatic rifles!

Six hundred m1 Garland semi-automatic rifles!
To be continued...