Kill..."

"Ahhhh!"

The sound of shouting at the top of my lungs, the sound of swords and guns colliding one after another, and the air was filled with the smell of blood and gun smoke.

Twenty or thirty people were fighting in blood. The number was not large, but it was extremely tragic. There was a bone-thorically angry that they wanted to stuff the other party into the womb and recreate it.

During this battle, Zhang Ran seemed confused, waved his hand hard, and threw his big mouth a few times.

Fortunately, everyone was fighting each other and fighting to the death, and no one could care about him. Otherwise, if he saw a silly wheel who could stumble his arms in the fierce hand-to-hand combat, he would sway his big mouth with a rounded arm and slam his big mouth as if he wanted to kill him, and he would make the dead live happily.

Of course, Zhang Ran was not scared crazy. He just couldn't figure out the situation and wanted to determine whether he was dreaming!

This is obviously a battlefield, and it is certain.

After all, when the little dwarf stabbed the bayonet into the stomach of a guy in a gray dress and stirred it hard and pulled it out, the blood was sprayed out in a real way, which was definitely not something special effects could not be produced.

But Zhang Ran clearly remembered that he was happily driving to Yanggou Town where he was poverty-stricken, preparing to celebrate the start of the fertilizer factory and copper mine factory in Yanggou Village. For this reason, he specially put on the antique Eighth Route Army uniforms he bought online...

He couldn't understand that although he didn't eat hot pot and sing, he drove a car and sang songs happily, and he didn't get into a car accident. He didn't bother anyone to attack anyone, so why did he get here all at once?

Thinking of the Eighth Route Army uniforms on his body, Zhang Ran suddenly remembered that the guy who had just been stabbed to death seemed to be wearing an Eighth Route Army uniform that was similar to his, but it was obviously much more worn.

"Is he really the Eighth Route Army?"

Zhang Ran was startled by the idea that came out. Just as he took a closer look, he saw the little guy pounced on him with a bloody bayonet - his fierce eyes, a thorn of beard on the center of his mouth looked like his nose hair that was too long and unwilling to be cut, and the yellow military uniform. If he was not a Japanese devil, what else could it be?

“Baga…”

As if to confirm Zhang Ran’s idea, the dwarf suddenly let out a strange cry, rushed up step by step, and stabbed his chest with a bayonet!

My day...

Zhang Ran was so scared that he screamed, and ran away!

He is a party member and has also made a vow under the Party’s banner that he is willing to contribute everything, including his life, to the cause of the Party!

When he didn't dare to join the party and swear, Zhang Ran thought that all he needed to do was to help the people get rid of poverty and become rich - he never thought about fighting the Japanese with real swords and guns!

"Bageyalu--Don't run!"

Maybe it was because I didn't expect to encounter such a fear of death in the Eighth Route Army. The Japanese army was obviously excited and screamed and rushed over, as if they had to kill Zhang Ran. While chasing him, a half-baked Chinese sentence appeared.

"Chasing me? When I was in college, I was the 100-meter running champion - I don't want to shoot you, I can catch up with you, my surname is yours!"

Zhang Ran, who finally recovered a little, ran wildly and shouted, using the method of provocation used in poverty alleviation work. He secretly prayed to the Bodhisattva for blessing in his heart, hoping that the Japanese would understand his words.

Otherwise, if someone recites the cold gun after memorizing it, he will be dead!

As long as the Japanese don’t chase after the cold guns behind their backs, Zhang Ran is absolutely sure that he will be reborn for the Japanese and find a father again, and he will not be able to catch up with him!

Although many years have passed since he was a 100-meter champion in college, he has never lost his ability to run away for so many years. Moreover, he is tall and has long thighs. When he runs, he is so angry that he can drive the Japanese away more than ten meters away in just a few strokes!

"Chasing you, Mr. Ran, you are still tender!"

Zhang Ran laughed and turned around, then rushed into a small alley next to him, thinking that he should be able to get rid of this Japanese devil, otherwise, he would probably become the shortest-lived time traveler in time travel history!

Then Zhang Ran almost burst into tears!

This alley is actually a dead end!

The Japanese chasing behind were already blocking the entrance of the alley with bayonets, smiling grimly, saying something and getting closer!

"Little Dwarf, you're so bullying you!"

Zhang Ran was no longer in the mood to think about what the Japanese were talking about. From history books, TV and movies, he had never seen a Japanese man who had a good ending!

While retreating, he was looking for a handy guy and preparing to fight the Japanese devils!

"Yo Xi..."

Seeing Zhang Ran’s appearance, the Japanese smirked and screamed, but he was not in a hurry to attack, as if he was waiting for Zhang Ran to find a guy!

"Damn, you just look at it like this than your Master Ran? Don't regret it later!"

Zhang Ran cursed, looking a little angry, but in fact he was secretly happy in his heart!

It is well known that the Japanese soldier's kung fu fighting skills are rumored that even four or five Chinese soldiers can fight against one Japanese soldier.

But this has great environmental factors!

The current Chinese soldiers lack training and are seriously malnourished, but he is different. He travels with his body, and is young and strong, close to 1.8 meters tall. In terms of strength, compared with the Japanese who are less than 160 feet tall, he has a huge advantage!

There is no guy in his hand, so Zhang Ran dares not say he can do this Japanese man, but if he finds a guy, it will be different!

But there was really nothing to do in this alley, so Zhang Ran could only pull down two blue bricks from the wall and stared at the Japanese with a gloomy face.

The shouts of killing outside have gradually weakened, and it is obvious that the battle is coming to an end.

Judging from the battle situation when he was running away, Zhang Ran must have been the eighth-root soldiers. If the Japanese were not dealt with as soon as possible, he would be really dead when the other Japanese were surrounded!

The Japanese erected the bayonet and gradually approached cautiously. It was obvious that Zhang Ran's huge figure was also a kind of pressure on him. He regarded assassination of Zhang Ran as a challenge!

"Political Commissar, come and save me..."

Just as the Japanese were about to thrust out of the bayonet, Zhang Ran suddenly screamed in the direction of the alley!

The Japanese were shocked and suddenly turned around and found that there was no one, and he realized that he was deceived!

"Baga!"

The Japanese cursed angrily, retreated repeatedly, and the bayonets scratched their hands!

If Zhang Ran took the opportunity to pounce on him at this time, he would be blown open by these few swords!

However, Zhang Ran did not pounce on him at all, but the two blue bricks in his hand hit the Japanese like shells!

Ahhhhh…

The Japanese screamed shrillly, and blood was gushing wildly, almost like a hammer hit. He collapsed to the ground immediately, staring at Zhang Ran with his eyes blasting fire, and screamed in grief and anger: "Chinese Pig, you are shameless..."

"Shameless!"

Zhang Ran picked up a blue brick and smashed it down. The Japanese man's brain splashed and stopped. He pulled out everything on the other party's body in a few seconds, and even let go of his shoes. He wrapped it into a ball and hugged it in his arms, then left the alley, spread his legs and ran away.

The battle outside was completely over. A Japanese army was searching here, and then they saw Zhang Ran, and they screamed and chased after him, while firing his guns.
Chapter completed!