Their opponents also cannot avoid bullets.

Or rather, he had no intention of avoiding it.

At this time, the Chinese soldier was already a bloody man.

The estimate of the escape from the Japanese army was not a big mistake. Including the grenade shrapnel and penetration injuries that were hit before, Yang Bicheng was shot in total.

He was shot in the head, and the rounded corners of the steel helmet were lucky enough to help him bounce it away, leaving deep bullet marks on the steel helmet. The looser hat strap gave him enough buffering to protect the cervical spine, leaving only the dizziness caused by violent impact was undoubtedly the lightest injury.

One shot on the left arm, the kinetic energy of the 6.5 mm bullet hit the arm bone and exposed the white bone stubble. It can only be considered a serious injury, at least not to cause death in a short period of time.

But the two blood holes in the right chest showed that if the bleeding was not stopped quickly, even if the aorta was not hit, he would be killed by bleeding.

All the bullets in the empty gun chamber, and the severe pain from the whole body made Yang Bicheng, who could hardly see anything clearly, vaguely heard the roar of the Japanese light machine gun that was no longer familiar with, and let out a breath, hugged the gun in his arms with one hand, and his whole body softened and he fell back.

"Chengzi! Where is your damn person? Why don't you climb up for me quickly?" The old abacus's roar sounded on the position, and the sound of the MP28 submachine gun roared again.

The familiar sound of the thirteen-pinned rifle of Liaozao no longer sounded like before, which made the veteran feel panic.

‘Teacher! I’m sorry, I can’t attend your wedding, but I can still afford the children’s red envelopes. If possible, my pension and bonus should be enough, no matter how many more you can have...

Aunt, Xiao Chengzi was wrong. At that time, I didn’t try my best to protect you. But now, I have brought the lives of ten Japanese devils and Xiao Chengzi to apologize to you. Don’t cry. Please smile in front of my grave and let me see your beauty again!’

Looking up, Yang Bicheng's face, who felt darker and darker in front of him, showed a smile of relief.

No one knows that after so many years, the nightmare of that day has never disappeared from his life.

But now, he finally used his life and the lives of the Japanese to save him.

Unexpectedly, death would be so beautiful.
Chapter completed!