The guns in Fatty's hands are all the latest light submachine guns that he snatched from Zhou Qingyang. Not only do they have a long range, but they also have ample ammunition in their magazines, with each magazine holding nearly sixty rounds of ammunition!
The fat man roared angrily, fired his bow left and right, and pulled the triggers of both guns at the same time.
Two hot tongues of fire suddenly spurted out, and the bullets were released like a rain curtain on the ranks of the Japanese soldiers, hitting their legs, chests, necks, and faces...
Each bullet is powerful enough to tear their bodies apart.
In an instant, these little devils fell down in pieces.
When the fat man saw how sharp his attack was, he burst out laughing proudly. It was completely impossible to tell that he was a raw man.
Sure enough, once a man has a gun, he will become the bravest warrior!
"Brothers, copy the guy and do it with them!"
The fat man was high-spirited and glanced at the enemy with a pair of mouse eyes. Wherever there were many people, he would turn his gun around and hit them with a burst of bullets.
In just a dozen breaths, less than half of the hundred-man Yin soldiers were defeated by the fat man.
The distance between these little devils was really too close, and the bullets that passed by were like cutting wheat.
"Yangzi, do you see, these little devils are so weak, I can kill them all by myself!" The fat man shouted triumphantly while shooting.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped in the face.
The Yin soldiers who had been struck by bullets and fell to the ground suddenly stood up again one after another after flipping over and falling to the ground.
"Damn it, you can still play like this!" The fat man was dumbfounded.
But I was not surprised at all when I saw this scene, because this was what I had expected. These little devils died in the underground fortress and had turned into half-ghost, half-corpse monsters over the past few decades.
Not afraid of ordinary bullets.
The fat man is a ruthless person, and he will shoot out bullets even more desperately if he grits his teeth.
The little devils fell down and stood up again, but most of them were almost within fifty meters of us.
"Fat man, don't waste bullets! Give me two magazines." I shouted to the fat man.
The fat man was stunned for a moment, then he guessed what I meant, took out two magazines from his backpack and threw them at my feet.
I gritted my teeth and cut my middle finger again with the Ghost Slayer Sword.
This time the wound was very deep, and a large amount of blood immediately spurted out from the wound.
I quickly grabbed the magazine and dripped blood into the magazine.
The space in the magazine was limited, and soon the entire magazine was soaked with my blood.
At this moment, a Yin soldier appeared twenty meters in front of us.
I threw the magazine in my hand to the fat man, and then started pouring blood on the second magazine.
At this time, Fatty happened to have an empty magazine, so he loaded the magazine directly.
"Yangzi, it's up to you!"
As he spoke, the fat man aimed at the Yin soldiers who rushed forward and pulled the trigger again!
A blood-laced bullet spurted out of the barrel.
The first bullet hit the little devil at the front.
Poof!
The bullet went straight through his heart.
There was a disdainful sneer on the little devil's face. Obviously, he still thought that these bullets could not kill him.
However, before his smile fully bloomed, it turned into deep fear.
Lower your head and don't look at your chest confidently.
The bullet left a fist-sized hole in his chest.
The difference from the bullets that penetrated their bodies just now is that at this moment, their wounds are constantly emitting white smoke, as if the foam has encountered strong acid and is rapidly decaying and melting.
The pure Yang blood restrained the Yin and evil things, and instantly burned the Yin evil energy in their bodies. The little devil let out an unwilling roar, and then his soul was destroyed with a bang, leaving only his withered body rolling down.
It can also be seen from this point that there is a huge gap between these ordinary Yin soldiers and the Japanese generals just now.
And when this Japs was completely dead, Fatty's bullets had been released on a dozen other little Japs at the same time.
All the Japanese who were hit by bullets met the same end. No matter whether the bullet hit their hearts or their heads, the final result was that they were all torn apart!
"Haha, Yoko is mighty, your blood is so awesome! Here comes Ollie!!!"
Fatty saw himself killing everyone and became completely excited.
And I had already watered the second magazine, and then threw it into Huzi's hands.
Huzi took it and loaded it directly, shooting at the Yin soldiers below like a fat man.
At the same time, several underworld soldiers finally penetrated the bullet blockade and appeared in front of us.
Suddenly, a thick sinister aura hit his face, which could sting the skin. Its intensity was even worse than that of Xie Xiaoman before.
These little devils killed countless people during their lives, and each one of them was filled with the spirit of bloodshed. After death, they turned into half-ghost, half-corpse monsters in this underground fortress. It is definitely not easy to deal with them.
It's a pity that I have the Ghost Slaying Sword in my hand. This evil sword can kill all evil spirits!
Without any hesitation, the ghost-slaying sword in his hand flashed a cold light in the air and cut directly between the bodies of the two little devils.
Just like a sharp kitchen knife sliding across tofu without any obstruction, the bodies of these two little devils were directly divided into two parts by the Ghost Slayer Sword.
The two little devils didn't even have time to scream, and were strangled to death by the blood evil energy rising from the ghost-slaying sword!
Compared with the evil energy on the Ghost Slayer Sword, the evil energy on their bodies is not on the same level!
Although I killed two Yin soldiers with one sword, two fishes still slipped through the net and pounced on Little Mute and Hu Qiu.
The ghost-slaying sword came out of his hand and penetrated the body of one of the little devils, causing his soul to fly away.
The other one I was a little too late to stop.
But at this moment, the little mute stepped forward and stood in front of Hu Qiu. The hatchet in his hand was like chopping vegetables, directly cutting the little devil into two sections.
Looking at him, he looks much more relaxed than me.
It's a pity that although the little devil's body was cut into two parts, the ghost in his body still pounced on the little mute.
After all, the hatchet in his hand is just a piece of iron.
At this moment, I had already put my hand into my backpack, and a piece of paper talisman was caught between my two fingers. When I was about to throw it out, I didn't expect that the little mute grabbed the ghost-killing talisman I threw out.
sword.
With a puff of the sword, the little devil was immediately strangled to death.
Looking at this scene, I couldn't help but froze!
"You can actually use the Ghost Slayer Sword?" I exclaimed.