Bright Sword: Stop pretending, I am the most powerful warlord

"Da da da!"

The gunshots continued to ring out, Zhu Ziming and Wu Qianli's troops continued to advance, and the range of activities of the devils became smaller and smaller.

At this time, Isao Hirawa was already impatient, and quickly issued an order to break out from the entrance.

On the hillside, Sun Desheng pulled the trigger and killed a devil with a single shot.

Since they were on the hillside, they could clearly see the movements of the devils below.

"Old Yang, the little devil's tank seems to be about to turn around. Are they breaking through from the entrance?"

"We have to stop them!" Ge Erdan shouted: "There are still three tanks there, if they break through the entrance and encircle Captain Zhu, they may not be able to stop them!"

"I'm coming!" Yang Zhihua roared, threw the weapon in his hand, and quickly shouted to the rear: "Push a mortar up!"

"Hurry up, any one will do!"

"Yes!" The soldiers behind responded, and found a mortar closest to Yang Zhihua and pushed it up the hillside.

When the mortar arrived, Yang Zhihua didn't dare to delay and aimed it himself.

After looking down the hillside, he ran to the mortar and began to adjust the angle.

"The angle correction is complete, load the shells!"

"put!"

As the soldiers put the shells into the muzzle, the shells roared out of the barrel with a "boom", and a wisp of white smoke slowly floated up.

"boom!"

The shell arced across the air, and then landed directly on top of a tank.

With the sound of an explosion, the slowly moving tank was instantly paralyzed, blocking the devil's retreat route like a pile of scrap iron.

"Beautiful!" Sun Desheng shouted: "Old Yang, there are two more!"

Yang Zhihua opened his mouth slightly, pressed his tongue against his lower lip and adjusted the angle again.

"Reload!"

"put"

Two more rounds were fired, and the shells flew across the sky again. As before, the remaining two tanks were directly scrapped.

"Old Yang, your cannonball is getting better and better!" Ge Erdan laughed.

"Don't talk nonsense, keep attacking!" Sun Desheng roared, holding the machine gun and sweeping down again.

The three tanks were scrapped, and the devil's biggest reliance instantly became a stumbling block, standing in front of them.

"You bastard! You bastard!" Yongfu Pinglu looked at the three tanks standing in front of him and almost cried out of anger.

Now he really couldn't go back, all the tank units were scrapped, and the heavy artillery unit was destroyed by Chu Yunfei. There were only so few troops left in a brigade.

Even if he can go back, I'm afraid he, the brigade commander, has made it to the top.

"Your Excellency, brigade commander, our way is blocked by tanks, what should we do?"

"Baga!" Yongfu Pinglu slapped the Chief of Staff hard on the face: "You trash, don't you know how to go around from other places because the tank is blocking the way?"

"Send the order, the troops cover each other and bypass from both sides!"

"Hayi!" The devil's chief of staff responded and hastily issued an order.

However, Wu Qianli would not let them leave smoothly. At this moment, Wu Qianli and the others speeded up and quickly approached the devil army.

At the same time, the light machine gun kept sweeping sideways, and the devils standing in front of them fell down in rows like leeks.

The front and rear were blocked, and all the devils felt desperate at this moment, and there was no way to resist.

The distance between the troops of the two sides became smaller and smaller, and the number of the remaining devils became smaller and smaller, until they were about to reach the exit. The number was less than two hundred.

"Your Excellency, brigade commander, we seem to be unable to rush out"

The devil's chief of staff said in horror, at this time an unprecedented despair enveloped his heart.

Hirochi closed his eyes tightly, as if he was doing the final ideological struggle.

After a while, he opened his eyes suddenly: "To be loyal to His Majesty the Locust!"

"Everyone, unload and prepare bayonets!"

"Crack wipe!"

The bullet was unloaded, and the remaining devils formed a circle and stared at the surroundings.

Seeing this, Ge Erdan, Zhu Ziming and others on the hillside waved their hands to signal the troops to stop shooting.

For them, it is undoubtedly the greatest credit if they can catch the devil alive.

"Go down the mountain and capture the commander of the Fourth Brigade alive!" Sun Desheng's faint words immediately aroused everyone's interest.

The soldiers picked up their bayonets one by one, and without a bayonet, they picked up bricks on the ground and rushed down the mountain.

Soon after, they surrounded the devil with three layers inside and three layers outside.

Yongfu Pinlu took a step forward and said to them: "I am the brigade commander of the [-]th brigade. Today I am ambushed by you and I am defeated."

"But I am a soldier with the spirit of bushido, and I will never be your prisoner."

"I heard that your Huaxia army is good at hand-to-hand combat. I want to have a fair one-on-one duel with you!"

His words were quickly told to everyone by the accompanying translator.

When Zhu Ziming came out of the quagmire, he was full of anger and had no place to vent his worries. Now that he was all right, the devil offered to fight hand-to-hand, which was exactly what he wished for.

"Take it!" Zhu Ziming threw the rifle in his hand to the soldier beside him, and took out a dagger from his waist.

"Old Zhu, what's the use of your barbecue dagger? Why don't I come!" Sun Desheng reminded kindly.

"Shut up!" Zhu Ziming said angrily, "Look at the broken road pointed out to me. My underwear is wet now."

"After I kill the little devil, I have to take off your panties and put them on again."

"Um"

Sun Desheng's face was sullen, and he almost didn't laugh out loud, but he knew in his heart that it was not appropriate to laugh on such an occasion, so he could only groan!
Seeing Zhu Ziming walking out of the crowd, Yongfu Pinglu looked him up and down and snorted coldly.

"You! Farmers, not soldiers!"

"You are not worthy to be my opponent!"

Yongfu Pinlu said in broken Chinese, although Zhu Ziming didn't quite understand what he meant, but he vaguely knew that the little devil looked down on him.

"You son of a bitch, grandpa is covered in mud, later grandpa stabs you to bleed!"

Yongfu Pinglu frowned: "Yo Xi, you arrogant mud monkey."

Speaking of which, Yongfu Pinlu raised his command saber with both hands, and took a posture to wait for Zhu Ziming to launch an attack.

"Bang bang bang!"

At this moment, Wu Qianli rushed over and shot Yongfu Pinglu three times without saying a word.

"What the hell are you doing? Are they all knights from the Middle Ages? Did you get your heads kicked by donkeys in a duel with little devils? What kind of heroes are you?"

"Pick up the gun and kill them for me!"

"Yes!"

Being scolded by Wu Qianli, Ge Erdan and others immediately raised their guns and shot at the devil.

Yongfu Pinlu didn't expect until his death that Wu Qianli would be so ignorant of martial arts, they were all ready to fight hand-to-hand, but the other party shot.

After a while, the gunshots stopped, and looking at the corpses all over the ground, Wu Qianli said coldly: "Aren't you tired enough? Hurry up and rescue the wounded, and the others will clean up the battlefield! Return to Feihu Ridge in an hour!"