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Chapter 0417: Battlefield, Brave, Coward, Lieutenant and Playing Dead(2/2)

Meng is frustrated.

Oh, it should be called Meng Lianzuo, that is the deputy company commander of this company - but Meng Fan is now like him, huddling in the shallow trenches, watching his brother fighting with the Japanese.

Win!

Dozens of soldiers surrounded and killed the Japanese who followed the tanks.

But there was not a complete victory, because there was still a tank that had lost its cover to the infantry and was rumbling forward.

"Brothers, get rid of this bitch!" Ma Du'er, who had just killed several Japanese, screamed. Yes, Ma Du'er thought he had just taken the Hanyang Mausoleum like a fire stick in his hand and killed several Japanese, so he was straight now.

"Kill this bitch!" The soldiers of Dasheng cursed and shouted, "Yes, they killed so many Japanese devils just now. Now, what else can be difficult for them in this world?

Isn't it just a tank?

Make it a damn!

The soldiers rushed up and trapped the still moving tank like an ant.

Make him do it!

Ma Du'er clamped the fire stick in his hand and kept smashing it like he was fighting with the Japanese. The old sau, who claimed to be able to break the door of the five tigers, kept chopping the tank with a blade, and Pang Shazi, who claimed to be extremely powerful, blocked the tank with a gun, trying to stop the rumbling tank.

Many people are slamming the tank in ways they think they can.

Xia Tian smiled when he saw this scene. It was a kind of iron-packed meat. Can you guys have these meat lattes open it like this?

The reality of the tank being tortured by infantry suddenly made Xia Tian happy and his fear retreated without a trace in an instant. He shouted: "Let me find a way to blow up the tracks, and the tank will stop!"

"You donkey, you little donkey, come up and help me and get rid of this big guy!" Ma Lu'er roared after hearing the words of Xia Tian Zhuge Liang.

Xia Tian decided to teach this group of uneducated men. Although he didn't know how to get a tank down, he felt that he should be able to.

Horse and donkey swinging Hanyang on the tank, which made the butt stock not found, finally found a slit: "Huh? Is there a slit here?"

He decided to see through the gap what it was inside, why can't this thing be smashed...

That's not a crack, that's the shooting hole of the heading machine gun...

Just as the horse and donkey were thinking, the heading machine gun inside finally roared again.

The machine gun roared, and the horse and donkey flew.

The roar of the machine gun became the howl of the tank's counterattack. It began to move left and right, in place, back and forth, and the soldiers attached to the ants on the body began to be thrown out or shot down by the machine gun. Then, in the horrific sound of crushing, one of the soldiers who were still alive the previous second turned into terrifying meat paste.

Suddenly, the paralyzed Xia Tian was cured and was stunned.

At this time, he suddenly realized one thing:

It was a tank, the king of land warfare with cannons embedded on the iron box, not a toy that he could show off his power.

The horse and donkey died, Pang Fatty was crushed into meat mud, and Lao Sao disappeared. All the soldiers besieged the tank disappeared like magic.

In the distance, some Japanese rushed up, trying to continue to cover their tanks. Not far away, Deputy Meng was slashing matches, as if he was going to light a glass bottle beside him.

Xia Tian suddenly rushed into Meng Deputy Lian's shallow pit like crazy, and avoided the bottle from Meng Deputy Lian's hand. The dirty bottle was filled with liquid, and the bottle mouth was stuffed with dirty cloth.

"Don't move, you don't want to move! I lit it!"

Deputy Meng shouted at Xia Tian, ​​who had taken away the moor bottle, and completely forgot that there were many disabled matches under his feet - he had always wanted to light the bottle, but he took the match and scratched it, but he didn't even scratch a single match.

Xia Tian ignored him, grabbed the bottle and threw himself to the fire two meters away. There was still a person lying in the fire, making a sizzling sound of refining oil, which also boosted the fire.

The cloth strips stuffed on the mouth of the moor bottle were lit in an instant in the fire.

Bang

The bottle flew out of Xia Tian's hand and landed on the tank that was wiggling back and forth on a large pool of blood mud more than ten meters away, making a crisp sound of shattering. The next second, the fire swept the entire tank. The tank turned its mud tenaciously and fell into a trap when it aimed at Xia Tian. The hatch cover that had turned into meat mud was opened, and a fireman screamed and tried to climb out, but then shrank back, leaving only a scream, which kept coming from the tank.

Deputy Meng is stunned,

Summer is also stunned,

But the Japanese approaching from afar were not stunned, they were stepping up and rushing back and forth.

boom

An explosion came, and the shock wave lifted up Xia Tian and threw it to the ground, rolling and falling into the fox pit where Deputy Meng Lian was staying.

"Donkey, it's..." Deputy Meng Lian said dazedly. Perhaps because his subordinates' bravery gave him unparalleled courage, he picked up the rifle thrown in the fox pit and wanted to block the Japanese who were slowly approaching in the distance.

He glanced and saw that there were too many Japanese people who had opened the long distance.

So, he died, he stopped moving, and he pounced on Xia Tian, ​​who was blown away, and never moved again.

The Japanese army pulled the scattered soldiers and stepped through this scorched earth, carefully searching for the advancing Japanese, and occasionally inserted bayonets into corpses to test life and death - this is why these Japanese like to insert bayonets into muzzles.

A Japanese man walked past the fox pit and mechanically inserted the bayonet. Perhaps because he was unable to do anything, the bayonet did not penetrate the body, but inserted it into his legs, and blood flowed as he pulled it out.

No movement,

It's a dead body.

The Japanese made a habitual judgment and then continued to move forward.
Chapter completed!
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