The early stage was extremely bad, just like the system's crazy exploitation of summer, and now, it's time for the system to make crazy compensation.

After entering Yu Xiaoqing's Sichuan Army, a primary aiming assistant was rewarded. When the first Japanese soldier was killed, the system had a reward prompt. After burying and following Long Weng, another reward was received. The first reward was that the primary assist aiming was upgraded to the intermediate level. A targeting assistant could be provided within 150 meters. The second one was even more exciting, and the reward was directly rewarded with "all attributes +1".

Suddenly, Xia Tian had the ability to run more, although he thought it would give him better physical strength to pursue the Japanese devils.

However, this ability has not been used yet, because Long Weng has always taken them through the forest and said he was looking for an airport, but until dawn, the airport is still far away. In the march where time has not even flowed out of bark, resentment slowly filled this tired team.

Xia Tian heard Mr. Meng muttering with the Supreme Soldier Milong, and finally he nicknamed Long Wen Zhang: Death, Death.

"You are like two brothers, one is annoying, the other is annoying, the other is dead, it's very good, it's very good." Xia Tian turned his head and interjected, Meng Annoying said disgustedly, "It's great? Then I'll give it one too." He remembered the appearance of Xia Tian last night and said, "You're just making a profit."

"Make a profit?" Xia Tian laughed, which was quite in line with his temperament. He looked at Milong next to him and said, "Master Long, I'll give you one too, you'll lose it."

"Is it a loss? You are a shabby thing, I will kill you!" Milong was furious and chased you with a catchphrase. Xia Tian ran away. Milong didn't catch up. Milong was so angry that he shouted and cursed: "You turtle, I will kill you sooner or later!"

From the beginning, Milong yelled to kill you every day, sooner or later, but he didn't see anyone killing him. In the end, he lost blood with a handful of dice. The name of this loss is really in line with his most beautiful temperament. As Xia Tian spreads this nickname, the team perfectly gathered four "la"!

...

The teams that had gathered together four major teams continued to move forward under the leadership of the Death, until the Japanese in the two squadrons were swaying under the noses of the people, and the team finally "awakened".

I was so annoyed that they stopped leaving, and they questioned Long Wen. "This is not the way to the airport!"

"Where did you trick us?"

"I don't know the conscience of heaven and earth." Long Weng spread his hands innocently, and seemed to be lost as if he was also lost. A Yi said sadly and angryly: "I just passed by at least two squadrons of the Japanese. We are just a few people. Where are you going to trick me?"

[A fool knows that this is definitely not the road to the airport. The British have not finished running yet. It is impossible for so many Japanese to appear here in a panic. There is only one possibility that this is not the road to the airport at all, but the Japanese controlled or attacking area.

He opened his eyes and said nonsense, saying that the Japanese were retreating, and we were angry and unanimously accused. He talked to us in various dialects, and finally apologized to the dead brothers like a soul-suming. After receiving all of us, he said he went to explore our way.]

He wanted to turn these soldiers into his own soldiers.

Xia Tian looked at the figure of Death, who disappeared into the forest with a gun on his back, and understood what this person had been doing from the beginning to now.

[Snakes cannot do without heads. We are actually always short of heads. Ayi has the qualifications to become heads, but he does not have the ability to become heads. He is so annoying that he is not a good person. Kang Ya is a warrant officer, but he has been going to come and go, just a warrant officer, and can only be a warrant officer. I remembered the death of the dead who whispered "Why don't you say you are a comrade with me?" I think he is really suitable to be our heads.]

When Xia Tian felt that this group of people could try to make the head of the death, the others also had a resolution, but this resolution was in the opposite direction of Xia Tian's idea, because they tried to "save" the death, Milong volunteered to take the glorious and sacred mission, and knocked him out with a stick after he came back, and then everyone "save" him and rescued him in the direction of the country.

"We are here to fight the Japanese..." Xia Tian weakly put forward everyone's original intention.

Sergeant Meng sneered and said, "Now we are the cannon fodder that has been cut off for the main force. We are here to fill in the pits for them. We are not here to fight the Japanese, but to let the Japanese beat us."

Xia Tianhuan looked at every familiar face, and saw a kind of despair called "habited despair" on their faces, and wisely closed their mouths. Inspired by the words "It's yours", they plucked up the courage to give Yu Xiaoqing the trust and gave Yu Xiaoqing the precious trust, but the reality is that they still became pitiful and miserable cannon fodder like before!

So, as usual, they decided...

Sa Yazi retreated.

Xia Tian sighed and said in a numb tone: "You can do it, anyway... we did it together."

In the dullness, I came back with Xia Tian’s familiar smile since yesterday, and said it was a slut, but Xia Tian always felt that it was a pleasing smile.

After approaching this dull team, he put the gun back on his shoulder and recovered his relaxedness, saying, "There is..."

Before he could finish his words, he became alert. It was obvious that he could see some malicious scent from these dull people's faces.

Xia Tian was amazed by this guy's ability to observe his expression. When Xia Tian was amazed, the mysterious dragon, who had not waited for the fish to approach, suddenly pounced on him and swung his stick and wanted to faint, but he jumped up at the first time and ran away like a rabbit.

The mysterious dragon began to chase.

A good show called the Fox Playing a Hungry Wolf was thus opened. He ran away with the loss. His dexterous body was easily shuttled through the jungle. The big fool like a big dragon was like a hunting dog chasing behind him. Just as he got used to this pursuit rhythm, he suddenly turned over and touched the dragon with his face. Before Milong came to his senses, he was punched in his stomach and fell to the ground in pain.

Xia Tian’s eyes widened and they knew that Milong, who was invincible to fight one-on-one, was easily knocked down by a punch, which was simply challenging people’s cognition.

"The Japanese army is like this idiot on the ground. They thought they were sure to win, and they wanted to expand their results like crazy. A mere corps led a brigade front. We were defeated, and the Japanese were chasing them to collapse!"

Death, he finally expressed his intentions like a showdown, and then regarded Milong as a negative example: "Just like this idiot, I can't stand firm when I chase him. Just one punch, a light punch, and he will fall..."

Before he finished speaking, a monkey who had all his skills came to steal peaches. He started to jump up and jumped, jumping like a zombie.

Xia Tian couldn't help laughing out loud, but he was already killed and convinced him that he was not as lingering fear of the Japanese as others. His mother, who rose up in later generations, gave him the confidence to look at all the great powers equally!

But the others were not convinced by death, especially Sergeant Meng, who was promoted after being beaten to the end, waved and said, "Go together!"

Then……

A group of people chased out. With the mentality of "saving the life-saving benefactor", they rushed out together. Under the shouts of Sergeant Meng, those with shoes were surrounded and those without shoes were chased, and began a "save" action, with the purpose of "save" to "save" to death, and the means were violent control.

If this farce is exaggerated, it is a mutiny and a group of defeated soldiers mutiny their new regiment commander.

Death is simply the god of war in the jungle. Faced with the chasing of a group of people, he kept moving in a elusive way, and attacked one after another of the pursuers who were chasing them, just like demonstrating their situation and how they should deal with the Japanese. However, such painstaking efforts were not understood by most people. Xia Tian, ​​who was behind and constantly sheltering the unlucky guys, could only vent his luck at the unlucky guys who were knocked down:

"You fools!"

"Do you understand? You are the Japanese devils who have been chasing too much! I'm teaching us how to fight!"

"Silly, stop silly, they are all a bunch of stupid animals, stupid animals!"

"I didn't see you so capable of chasing them when fighting the Japanese!"

Xia Tian cursed the unlucky guy who was in hibernation, and then continued to move forward with anger, moving forward continuously along the pace of a group of people chasing someone.

Death is not caught up in the end, or as Meng Fan is not as willing as Meng Fan, although they are all gathered together when they see them in the summer, it is not that the arresters have a Japanese position below their ability to monitor the location of the river beach.

On the river beach, there were more than a dozen dirty corpses, worn and messy military uniforms, only a group of people were wearing them.

Yes, they are the current Sichuan Army.

The Japanese were shooting at a living corpse with a rifle. They seemed to be making a bet that everyone shared the gun that fired, and bullets were shot from the hands of Japanese soldiers in turn and shot on the still alive corpse.

"They are gambling, who will beat him to death in the end." Death Death stated this fact with a strange expression and a strange tone. Xia Tian understood this strangeness as a complex emotion of being indifferent and pity, anger, heartache and sadness when he saw it.

"I am Li Liansheng! from Jilin!"

"Tanba, give me a shot! You guys have a shot! Give me a shot! I'm Li Liansheng, I'll come with you!"

The corpse, who was still alive, yelled desperately at the other side of the river, but there was no gunfire on the other side. Instead, the mysterious dragon, who was gasping, was tightly pinching the wooden stick that he had originally planned to knock on to death, and the blue veins kept rebelling on his arms.

After a long period of surprise, Xia Tian remembered that it should be Li Wula, the one who was often beaten to death by Milong, but was hated by Milong but was always unable to survive because of Milong's existence.

That... it was still the last time Milong was in this world, in the Northeast Army...

brother.

Everyone remembered the identity of that person. Everyone was angry and hatred, but they held the weapons they could find in their hands, but there was no movement.

"You are so heart-wrenching that you hate, anger, and even feel heartbroken, but you are like before, like them on the other side of the river, all watching your own people howl like those, like many dead people."

Death, Death, cruelly tore the cowardly nature of these people: "You all think that those Japanese are invincible, so you dare not and do not think about fighting with them."

"Tanba! I'll kill you!" Milong was ignited by the words "I'm dead," and swung his stick and pounced on him. He didn't hesitate, nor did he continue to tear the wounds of the defeated soldiers. Instead, he rushed down immediately, and then it was not spicy, snake butt.

Behind the snake's butt is a group of people!

At that moment, they forgot that they actually had guns in their hands. The rifle that should have fired bullets and became the iron tool for them to fight in close combat. At that moment, they were a group of ignited war gods.

"A bunch of idiots!" Xia Tian cursed, cursing these idiot-like teammates crazy, but followed behind with guns. After entering the distance that the skill could assist, he lay on the ground and aimed at the Japanese who had already contacted Milong.

The Japanese soldiers were shocked.

A group of black monsters that suddenly emerged from the jungle roared and killed them. The roar caused by hatred in their bones sounded like the roar of monsters to the Japanese soldiers. What's more, the Japanese at this time left their weapons in their respective combat positions, and they gathered together to "gamble".

Although their "gambling tools" are cruel.

But it is this cruel gambling tool that has become the cause of retribution for them.

Bang

Xia Tian knocked down the Japanese who had touched the weapon with one shot and rescued the veterinarian who had finally rushed into the position from the gun.

Bang

The Japanese soldier who tried to hug Meng Fanle was penetrated by Xia Tian's bullets and splattered blood. Meng Fanle had lame legs like a wild beast and rushed towards another Japanese devil. It was a brave figure that Xia Tian had never seen before. He was Meng Fanle's brave figure. He held a bayonet and easily penetrated a Japanese devil's lung leaves and stirred it hard inside.

Bang

Bang

The courage of the Japanese became a joke under the attack of a group of monsters that suddenly appeared and the accurate and confusing rifles. A small team of Japanese soldiers who dared to attack a Chinese company had an incomprehensible escape in the face of "monsters" of their numbers.

The last Japanese army was swept down on the way to escape by an angry Milong holding a Type 92 light machine gun. The machine gun they abandoned in their positions ended their lives.

A group of black "monsters" looked at their battlefield, and after their passion, they showed an incredible look. The group of murderers, the group of murderers who started from September 18th, the group of murderers who started from July 7th Incident, and the murderers who occupied most of the country and put this nation and country in great danger were just lying around so ugly?

Is this what they did?

Everyone looked at each other, and the thinnest Doubing looked at the blood in his hands. After a long time, all the shock turned into a ecstatic cheer: "I killed a Japanese! I killed a Japanese! I killed a Japanese!"

Yes, Doubing, who never thought he could kill a Japanese man, killed a Japanese man. A group of soldiers who had always been driven to flee by the Japanese man and thought they were the soldiers who were defeated, killed more than a dozen Japanese men at a cost of no damage.

After Xia Tian came over carefully with a gun, many of his comrades and men were still immersed in the excitement of the victory just now. It was not until Milong hugged Li Wula, who had no movement, from the edge of the river beach that they woke up and rushed to Milong, allowing a corpse full of bullet holes to flow dry with blood, which caught their eyes.

Li Wula, who used to be like a dead dog, was dead and could not die anymore, and this also means that there is one less person they are familiar with in this world...

The dead hand pressed on Li Wula's forehead and put on a ceremony that looked solemn. He murmured in a soft voice: "Thank you, thank you for letting me go to rest... Thank you..."

Even though he knew that he was dead, he pretended to be a ghost, and even though he knew that he was dead, he was deliberately pretending to be like, but his gentle murmur caused the people surrounding the corpse to remove a terrible sense of guilt.

[If... if... if we didn't have the previous intention of "save" people, we might have died, and he had already taken us to kill the Japanese devils here, and Li Wula and the others... would not have died.]

Summer is not exciting, and comrades who like to deceive themselves, but just sighed softly. There are not so many ifs in this world...

There was a sound of footsteps not far away, and Xia Tian instantly entered a state of alert. He aimed at several figures not far away and slowly appeared in the darkness. The outline of the British helmet made their recognition extremely high.

A group of embarrassed figures finally appeared in front of everyone, and a small number of British and yellow-sexed faces showed their identity. The black "monsters" also pointed at the crowd that appeared.

The unspicable howl broke the cautious confrontation between the two sides: "You want to be numb! You dead pig's head!"
Chapter completed!