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Twenty, my own way 4

Yuesong was smiling. The Japanese discovered Yuesong's position and shot at Yuesong. The bullet hit the trunk of the big tree. Yuesong clearly felt the vibration. Yuesong shrank his neck and lowered his head.

Head, suddenly leaped forward, crawled a few steps, then jumped up and ran forward, running for more than ten meters, and then hid behind a tree trunk. He raised his rifle and saw that the Japanese were approaching Yue Songfang.

The second grenade is over there.

Yuesong held his breath, holding the spear tightly with both hands, waiting for the Japanese to carefully approach the grenade step by step. Yuesong secretly raised his head and took a look, haha, the Japanese were indeed close to the grenade, but this time the Japanese were scattered more widely.

There were only two Japs who were relatively close to the grenades. Who cares, kill each one one by one. Yuesong raised his gun and aimed at a Japs. He shot the Japs down with a "bang" and quickly squatted down and lay on the ground. The Japs

They fired wildly at Yuesong and rushed towards Yuesong. But after such a fight, the Japs no longer took care to be so careful. Three or four more Japs gathered around the grenade. Yuesong did not even take aim and stood suddenly.

He stood up, raised his gun and fired. With a "boom", three or four more Japanese fell down. Yuesong ducked and hid behind the tree trunk, and the bullets of the Japanese behind him hit the tree trunk with a "dang" sound.

After Yuesong waited for the Japanese round of shooting to pass, he immediately rolled a few steps on the spot, then got up and ran forward. The Japanese bullets followed Yuesong, hitting the ground and causing loess to fly. As Yuesong was running, he suddenly felt

There was a pain on the shoulder blade. Damn, he was shot again. You stupid little devil, his marksmanship is not bad. Yuesong fell to the ground and stretched out his hand to touch it. His hand was covered with blood. Fortunately, it was the shoulder blade that was shot. If

His legs were really weak. Yuesong moved his body, hid behind a tree, took out the 38 cap that had been hidden for a long time, pulled the bolt, loaded the bullet, aimed at a Japanese, and shot, and the Japanese fell down.

The Japs' bullets roared towards Yuesong. Yuesong's position was fixed, and the Japs' shooting skills were pretty good, so Yuesong didn't dare to raise his head, so he had to lie on the ground and crawl forward. After crawling several meters,

Yuesong stood up again, loaded the bullet, and shot at the Japs. Another Japs fell down.

Yuesong just climbed up and down, running around and fighting, killing ten Japanese in just ten minutes. However, his bullets were getting less and less, his blood was flowing more and more, and his physical fitness was getting worse and worse.

The enemy is getting closer and closer to me. What should I do if I continue to fight like this? I am no longer as flexible as I was at the beginning. It is difficult to guarantee that I will not be shot again. If I am shot again, it will be terrible.

It's really hopeless. Besides, if it continues like this, I can't afford it anymore.

Yuesong found a big tree, sat under the big tree, leaned against the trunk of the big tree, took out a cigarette, lit it, and smoked it beautifully. Seeing that Yuesong didn't shoot anymore, the Japanese fired at the big tree from time to time.

Shoot once, then divide into three groups and slowly surround them.

While smoking a cigarette, Yuesong thought: I guess the game is really over this time, and there is no such thing as a ball. I have killed more than forty Japanese, plus a major. If the ball is dead, the ball is dead. Grandpa, my grandson is unfilial and cannot be given.

You are old and ready to die. Dad, Mom, my son is unfilial, so I will let you white-haired people give away black-haired people. Brothers, it’s great to be able to fight the Japanese with you! If we can still be together in the next life, let’s fight to the end of Little Japan.

Go to Mount Fuji and help them water the cherry blossoms with your urine. Dan Feng, you shouldn’t like me. I’m crazy and stupid. Don’t think I’m good at fighting Japanese. In fact, I’m not a general. I’m just a bastard.

I can play a small role that can make me a little famous. Oh, forget it. In a few years, just forget about me. There are many good men in the world.

Yuesong was thinking when he suddenly heard the sound of branches breaking. Yuesong knew that the Japanese were very close to him. Yuesong took two puffs of cigarette, exhaled for a long time, then pressed the cigarette butt on the ground and beat it.

With a fist, he pulled out a dagger from his waist and shouted loudly in Japanese: "Young devil, I'm going to kill your ancestors eight generations ago. I can't do it anymore, but I won't surrender. If you have the guts, come and fight with the sword. If you don't have the guts, I'll fight with you."

If I stand up, you idiots will shoot me." Yuesong said, throwing the rifle and the shell gun over.

Seeing the rifles and pistols thrown out, the Japanese lieutenant waved his head, and nine Japanese soldiers with rifles surrounded Yuesong.

"Hey, kid, what's going on? You don't have the guts? Why don't you answer? Aren't you guys talking about Bushido? What's wrong? You see so many people now, and you don't have any eggs?" Yuesong leaned against the big tree and shouted loudly

The ground shouted something in Japanese.

The Japanese lieutenant replied loudly: "Okay, you stand up!"

"Haha, I thought all the men in Japan didn't even have eggs. Okay, you bitch, I'll fight you first." Yuesong said loudly in Japanese.

"Come out!" the Japanese lieutenant shouted.

Yuesong stood up, holding Duan Jian in his right hand and three flying knives in the palm of his left hand. He slowly stood up from behind the tree trunk and stared at the nine Japanese who were only a dozen steps away from him.

The Japanese lieutenant took the lead in removing the bullets from the rifle, and other Japanese soldiers also removed the bullets from the rifles.

Yuesong threw up the dagger in his hand, caught it, threw it up again, and caught it again, his eyes fixed on the Japanese lieutenant.

The Japanese Lieutenant held up his rifle, and the bayonet on the rifle shone coldly. The Japanese Lieutenant said, "Do you know Luo Yuesong's sniper?"

"Hahaha, your grandma is really blind, grandpa, I am Luo Yuesong, what do you think? Aren't you handsome?" Yuesong said with a smile.

"You? Luo Yuesong? The mysterious sniper? Blow up the arsenal?" the Japanese lieutenant asked, taking a few steps back involuntarily. As for Luo Yuesong's name, no one among the Japanese now stationed in Wuhan knows it.

Ah. Luo Yuesong's power has long been spread as a myth among the Japanese. The Japanese lieutenant saw Luo Yuesong's majesty personally. One person actually killed more than forty Japanese in less than an hour, even though he was now covered with blood.

It was blood, but the eyes were still like those of tigers and leopards. Just one glance would make people shudder. The Japanese Lieutenant wanted to rush over alone, but when he saw the person in front of him, he was mysterious and fierce, and had been classified as a special high school student.

The number one hunted figure, the Japanese Lieutenant couldn't help but feel his legs shaking a little, and he involuntarily stepped back.

The Japs Lieutenant glanced at the other Japs and said: "Luo Yuesong's, for the sake of the Emperor, kill him!"

The other Japs knew it was Luo Yuesong and were a little scared, but when they saw that he only had a short knife in his hand and was covered in blood, they took advantage of the large number of people and raised the bayonets on their rifles together. The nine Japs screamed "Wow, wow, wow."

"Di shouted and rushed towards Yuesong together.

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