Lao Tzu is a Warlord

　　At this time, the 28th Division of the Jagged Army is already like a lunatic.

　　All of them are like chicken blood.

　　Holding a semi-automatic rifle, he rushed forward screaming.

　　The sound of heavy machine guns, semi-automatic rifles, mortars, and grenades is endless.

　　"Happy, so fucking happy!"

　　While throwing the grenade, Lu Tiancheng happily said to the camp in front of him: "It's been a long time since I've been doing Little Japan, and now I'm really enjoying it, Ying Zuo, you don't know, seeing these little devils harming our folks When they were there, I really wanted to rush up and knock them all out!"

　　"Damn it, I want to kill them a long time ago!" The battalion commander shouted and said, "These little devils do all sorts of evil, they either rape women or massacre people. Every time there is a fierce battle, I will rush forward and take With a general-purpose machine gun, they all burst out. Unfortunately, this time they were preempted by other regiments."

　　"Hey..." Lu Tiancheng scratched his head and said with a smirk, "The other regiments are also the main force, so we should not be able to grab it."

　　The battalion commander rolled his eyes helplessly, he just wanted to pretend to be tough, but there was no one to set him off, so you should go along with it.Finally, he said helplessly: "Speed ​​up, or we will be robbed by other regiments, and we will have nothing to eat."

　　Lu Tiancheng's voice sounded again: "Yingzuo, do you think we can win this battle?"

　　"Why can't we win? What are you thinking? You don't even look at how many of us there are. The infantry of a main division is all dispatched, and the brothers of the armed police force. Can't you take down a small city of Beiping? Damn it! You recruit, it's really funny!"

　　"Hurry up and find me a bunker, keep throwing grenades, and do your job well!"

　　"It's the camp. I will definitely use the power of the grenade to the maximum, so that the little devil will regret coming to this world."

　　Just as this Lu Tiancheng and his battalion continued to rush forward, talking about the sky, the battalion on the other side followed closely behind.

　　Not far away, a guy who looked like the deputy battalion commander rolled his eyes when he heard it. Behind the deputy battalion commander was another officer, who seemed to be the battalion commander, and continued to advance with a semi-automatic rifle.

　　Speaking of which, this battalion commander is called Zhao Taichu, and he and the other battalion commander are deadly rivals in the martial arts competition, and neither of them accepts the other.

　　"Yingzuo, I didn't expect us to run into the guys from the third battalion." The deputy battalion commander glanced at Lu Tiancheng and the others casually, then turned around and said to Zhao Taichu: "It seems that they are still desperate."

　　"Okay, okay, stop chewing your tongue." Zhao Taichu looked a little serious, and after he shot a little devil who was poking his head out of a window and was about to throw a grenade, he said: "He also has a few tricks. Last time in the martial arts competition, It’s not wrong for me to lose, but I’m better at fighting than me, if it’s better than marksmanship, no one will lose.”

　　The deputy battalion commander said with a smile: "Yingzuo, I'm not in a hurry, every time they beat us, alas."

　　"Okay, don't talk about it, what's the pressure, it's just a big contest where there is no real gunpowder smoke on weekdays, we don't count as belongings, today you all cheer me up, the real competition has just begun, we this The battalion must kill more little devils than them!"

　　Zhao Taichu said viciously.

　　While talking...

　　"boom!"

　　A shot went off.

　　Zhao Taichu reacted instinctively, turned around deftly, and the bullet grazed his shoulder and shot/shot past.

　　The cloth on the shoulders was torn, and the muscles were burned by the scorching heat.

　　"His grandma, dare to sneak attack me!" Zhao Taichu roared, standing still, holding a semi-automatic rifle, locked aim, and found the little devil who attacked him.

　　I saw a little devil hiding in the rubble, slightly revealing half of his head and a section of gun barrel.

　　"die!"

　　Zhao Taichu gave a cold shout and took a bite of the trigger.

　　"Da da da!"

　　Three shots in a row, directly blasted the little devil's head, and his head was smashed directly, and the helmet was useless.

　　"These little devils have even learned to hide behind and shoot coldly!"

　　……

　　"boom!!"

　　"boom!!"

　　There were explosions one after another.

　　A group of more than 100 Jagged Army soldiers were suppressed in one place.

　　In front of them was a position with a squadron of little devils.

　　There were many grenades and mortars, roaring continuously, and the shells smashed in the direction of the Jagged Army soldiers.

　　There are more than a dozen corpses on the ground, which have been torn in half, with blood flowing all over the ground.

　　Smoke is everywhere!

　　Yu Pengyi is the company commander of this team of more than 100 people.

　　As more and more troops entered the city, a strange situation has now formed. Many of the original troops can no longer be found, and they are often a company, a platoon, or a squad.

　　Sometimes when they get together, they basically don't know each other, and they only control the command power through the size of their military ranks. Yu Pengyi is like this. Now there are two platoons gathered around him that he doesn't know.

　　Seeing the continuous flames and smoke from the mortar grenade in front of him, Yu Pengyi's eyes flickered with coldness. If the level of artillery fire is as high as that of the little devil, then he will be suppressed here and cannot proceed at all. advanced.

　　It's all about this, the little devil dares to resist such a tenacious resistance.

　　Nima, this is not your land, but our Chinese land!

　　"... Zhang Yang, Wang Wu, you (really Zhao) take your platoons and divide into two lines to outflank the little devil's position in front of you. The rest of the people will attack the right way for me. Prepare the mortar for me. Don't be stingy with the shells. Hit me hard!"

　　Yu Pengyi roared.

　　At this time, Beiping City has long been in chaos.

　　Due to the tenacious resistance of Little Japan and the start of street fighting, there were ruins everywhere, and the fighting was quite fierce.

　　The little devil is inhumane, and sometimes uses the common people as a shield.

　　Wei Guoliang originally planned to besiege and not attack, but what Little Japan did on the tower made him have to start attacking the city.

　　Without siege, Beiping will never be recovered.

　　Without siege, Little Japan may jump over the wall to do even more hateful things.

　　So we must attack the city!

　　Several mortars under Yu Pengyi's command roared angrily. .

Chapter 727 Control the situation

　　Nine mortars fired shells one after another, hitting the little devil's position.

　　There was a rumbling explosion.

　　With the sound of the mortar explosion, Yu Pengyi rushed out with a semi-automatic rifle in his arms, and shot and killed four little Japanese devils in a row. A platoon of soldiers behind him rushed forward screaming.

　　Semi-automatic rifles fired streaks of fire snakes.

　　In the short attack, relying on the rifle equipment of the Jagged Army, a powerful firepower burst out in an instant, suppressing the little devil.

　　During the period, the sound of explosions mixed with the throwing of grenades immediately attracted the little devil's attention.

　　"Hold on, hold on, fight them off!"

　　Among them, the squadron leader of the little devil kept commanding. The previous wave of defense suppressed the iron-blooded army for a while. He thought that the group of people in front of him were just temporary bravery, so he had to defend here.

　　"Da da da!"

　　The little devil's squadron leader, holding a light machine gun with a crooked handle, swept a soldier next to Yu Pengyi into a sieve, and the bullets rushed towards him.

　　Looking at the standard movements of the opposing squadron leader holding the machine gun, Yu Pengyi knew that it was a group of 460 experienced soldiers, and immediately made a series of military rolling movements to avoid the opponent's bullets.

　　Fortunately, he dodged quickly enough, only two bullets hit his arm, otherwise he would have died on the spot.

　　"The little devil is still fierce!" Yu Pengyi hid under the ruins.

　　"boom!"

　　A grenadier bomb hit Yu Pengyi's vicinity, the sound of the explosion sounded, and the air wave suddenly appeared. The rubble completely submerged him, and it hurt him very much.

　　Are you going to die here?

　　If, after another bombardment, he would really die here.

　　However, his luck struck.

　　I saw the soldiers of the other two platoons outflanking them, and the grenades were thrown in the past.

　　"boom!"

　　"boom!"

　　"boom!"

　　……

　　The explosion sounded on the little devil's position, and a cloud of smoke came out. Many little devils were patronized by the grenades, and they flew into the air.

　　The sound of rattling came one after another. This was the sound of a semi-automatic rifle.

　　"Captain!"

　　A soldier rushed to the place where Yu Pengyi was buried, and scraped the soil vigorously, his hands were worn out and blood flowed out.

　　"Company commander, you can't die, you agreed to take me to Jehol!"

　　"Okay, let me marry my sister!"

　　"You can't die, get up for me!"

　　"You're dead, what about my sister!"

　　The little soldier was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was crying while digging the ruins.

　　"Snapped!"

　　With a crisp sound, the little soldier's voice stopped abruptly, a blood hole suddenly appeared in his head, a piece of his skull was lifted off, and the white brain like an egg flowed out directly.

　　"bump!"

　　The ruins were unfolded by a strong force, and a dusty figure emerged, his face was gray and black, only two bright eyes were exposed.

　　When he saw the little soldier who had been killed by a single shot, the man shot unprecedented anger in his eyes: "Xiao Qi!"

　　This person was Yu Pengyi who had just been buried by rubble.

　　He picked up the semi-automatic rifle on the ground, stared wide-eyed, rushed forward, pulled the trigger, and shot a little devil in the head!

　　Immediately afterwards, without slowing down, he changed hands, pulled the trigger again, and shot another little devil between the eyebrows, another headshot.