Li Banchuan was not clear yet. After choosing to pay, his identity was exposed to the eyes of Zhao Gang and Kong Jie.

He stood there, waiting for Su Ming behind him and several others.

After gathering ten people, the group excitedly walked into the arched door.

A flash of light in front of them, and everyone arrived at a desolate and old place.

There was a gray color in the field of vision.

There are people running and busy everywhere.

Boom!

The explosion woke up several people.

"What are you doing!" A shout suddenly came.

Li Banchuan suddenly turned around and saw a man in a shabby military uniform shouting at them.

Several others also stood up from the trenches.

Several guns pointed at them and their group.

He was shocked.

Why didn’t there be any reminder? Don’t these people automatically think they are their own people?

"We are here to fight the Japanese!" Su Ming shouted.

He glanced at the barrage and found that the live broadcast camera had not stopped yet. While his heart was secretly filled with magic, he quickly turned his attention to the people opposite him.

"Yes, we are our own people!"

"Let's fight the Japanese!"

"Fuck the devil who is raised by the bitch to death!"

...

Ten people spoke one after another.

They tried to use this method to make the soldiers opposite determine that they were their own people.

Only Li Sakagawa was left without saying a word.

Everyone looked at him.

Li Banchuan hurriedly said, "Yes, fuck the Japanese to death!"

Zhao Gang and Kong Jie looked at each other before surveillance.

It's all this era, and the Japanese are still so cunning.

Before several Eighth Route Army soldiers could speak, a scream suddenly came.

"Look down!" someone shouted.

boom!

The shells exploded beside them, and three people were killed immediately.

The body did not disappear.

His eyes were wide open, and he still showed a look of fear.

but……

Li Banchuan saw a few rays of white smoke floating out of it and turned into the appearance of those people.

Several people were all open their mouths, looking inexplicably surprised.

Someone was fumbled up and down at their bodies.

They seemed to be talking, but Li Sakagawa could not hear everyone's voices.

Is this the state of watching the game?

Those soldiers seemed to have no idea they saw.

Su Ming also got up from the ground.

He quickly looked at his phone.

The live broadcast is still not interrupted.

He quietly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "These Japanese are really cruel. They killed several of us as soon as they came up!"

He looked at the white shadows again and said to the live broadcast room: "Did you see those people? They were just bombed to death. Now they should be in the state of watching the game."

"When I die, will it become like that? It would be great if I could broadcast live." He was expecting, but he was a little regretful, "It's a pity that I can't risk my life. If I really lose myself, it would be miserable."

The audience in the live broadcast room also looked shocked.

【horrible!】

【Is this a real battlefield?】

[The Japanese are really not human!]

[Thanks to the country, peace is really hard-won.]

【I really want to go over and fuck the fucking Japanese!】

"Why are you still standing there? You are just here to kill the Japanese!" An Eighth Route Army soldier shouted at the several people.

Although they were wary of these guys wearing strange costumes and suddenly appeared, they were blown up by the Japanese bombs, and they probably were not enemies.

There is really a shortage of people here, so the Eighth Route Army soldiers could only bare the bullet and call them up.

Su Ming hurriedly crawled into the trench.

Li Sakagawa was one step ahead of him and had already grabbed another rifle.

The two shot at the Japanese devils in the distance.

Bang!

Bang!

Su Ming shot both shots to the sky.

"What are you doing? Save some bullets!" An Eighth Route Army soldier shouted at Su Ming.

Li Banchuan killed a Japanese soldier with one shot.

The officer nodded at him for approval.

Li Sakakawa smiled proudly, and then he quickly calmed down his expression.

He felt that it seemed inappropriate for him to smile like this.

On his left side, another man also used a standard shooting move to kill another Japanese.

This made Li Sakakawa's just-grown sacrifice immediately dissipate.

He felt like he had met an opponent.

Bang bang!

Two more shots.

Li Banchuan killed two Japanese again.

His heart was filled with passion and he felt that this was what a man should do.

Pull the trigger again...

Click!

No bullets!

Li Banchuan's expression changed.

A loud shout came from a distance: "Brothers, get the bayonet!"

"Slash with the Japanese with the sword!" another person shouted.

The sound of charge came from the position.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers in tattered military uniforms rushed forward one after another.

Someone rushed out a few steps and fell down the lane.

Li Sakagawa hesitated.

He glanced at the right side.

Su Ming lay in the trench and screamed, sticking his butt out for a long time and didn't climb up.

He looked to the left again.

The man he regarded as his opponent was already skilled in bayonets and rushed forward with the large army against guns and cannons.

"It is impossible to get a top ranking by picking up some leftovers like this," Li Sakagawa was furious, "I'll fight!"
To be continued...