Qin Wuyang's speed and strength brought them a nightmare feeling. Qin Wuyang's eyes glared, making these butchers who had been through the battlefield silent.

Seeing their wretched appearances, Qin Wuyang didn't believe that anyone of them would be the leader. He snorted disdainfully, and Qin Wuyang turned around and left. It was really fun to kill such an opponent.

The third brigade was sent by Tokugawa Sung to resist the attack alone. After this period of consumption, the number of people was almost gone. If a cold officer was in command, he might have ordered the shooting, but now they will never have the chance.

Qin Wuyang arrived like the wind, and there was a bloody storm behind him. He looked at the Japanese who were lying on the ground waiting for orders to be shot, and felt relieved and said in his heart: Ha, it was not late at last!

A few dozen meters away from the opposite side, several ** soldiers pierced a Japanese soldier together, shouted loudly, lifted him to the sky, and then smashed him down hard.

There were countless reinforcements behind the third battalion of the Japanese, but no one came to support them until the last one, and no one fled or surrendered.

"Long live the Emperor!" The devils shouted and made the final charge. An abnormal flush appeared on their faces, and they looked very excited. In the devils' perception, this was their way toward the Yasukuni Shrine, not towards death. Unless they faced a desperate opponent like Qin Wuyang who could never be beaten to death, the morale of the despair never needs to be aroused. They are full of fighting spirit and fearless death, which is really a terrible and hateful opponent.

"Fuck them to death!" **The crowd was surging, and the screams were endless. The local dialects and dialects in various places were mixed together to form a huge trend and rushed forward. Qin Wuyang felt very intimate when he heard this.

Like the Japanese, the soldiers of ** have reached the highest point without boosting morale. Facing the Japanese planes, tanks, cannons and other weapons, the soldiers will feel powerless and may retreat and escape. However, at this moment, the Japanese plane is far away from the city and cannot fly in for air support, and the Japanese tanks have not been seen yet. Therefore, the soldiers of ** are not afraid of fighting for the sting. Even when they were blocked by the Japanese machine gun just now, ** are still using their bodies to pave the way for their subsequent brothers. Not to mention whether this is effective, this courage alone deserves your praise and applause.

Qin Wuyang kicked the heavy machine gunner away, letting him and the loader vomit blood and hug him into a ball. The gray-yellow military uniform was covered with dust. With his toes, Qin Wuyang hugged the Type 92 heavy machine gun and fired wildly. The Type 92 heavy machine gun is definitely not available for single people. For ordinary people, it is too heavy. But in Qin Wuyang's hands, this machine gun was as light as nothing and fiddled with it at will.

The "tum" shell landed on the ground, echoing back and forth on this block. If the magazine was not used halfway, the machine gun would get stuck.

"Rubbish!"

Qin Wuyang gave it a conclusion, then threw it on the ground and smashed a pit. As soon as Qin Wuyang stopped, hundreds of rifles were aimed at him and fired.

Even if these bullets cannot pose a life threat to Qin Wuyang, it will hurt when it hits him. Qin Wu screamed strangely, bent down and picked up a Japanese man to cover his body, and ran to the other side of the street. The ammunition capacity of the special magazine for the Type 92 heavy machine gun is really ridiculous. The width of this street is no more than 15 meters, and the machine gunners are only more than 20. Now, they have fired, and even the first row of Japanese men have not killed them. There are still three pairs of Japanese soldiers in the corner of the wall.

The Japanese as a shield were instantly beaten and blood was sprayed out. He screamed twice and died on the spot. The Sanba Cover was extremely penetrating, and many bullets penetrated the unlucky guy and shot at Qin Wuyang. Of course, at the end of the strong crossbow, it could not penetrate Lu Cai. Bullets of this speed naturally could not cause any threat.

However, the three machine gunners had already cooperated with one hand and turned the muzzle around, aimed at Qin Wuyang and fired wildly. The muzzle was spraying flames of more than a ruler, and the bullets were spinning into the air, pounced straight towards Qin Wuyang.

Qin Wuyang faced the attacks from both sides, weighed the severity, threw away the shield Japanese man covered in blood, held a knife in his right hand, and stroked the blade with his left hand, blocking him in front of him.

There was a loud noise from ding dangling, and countless bullets fell to the ground. Qin Wuyang's move could only cover his vital points. Other places were hit in a row in an instant, tearing the cotton coat to pieces, revealing Qin Wuyang's yellow-like skin. The bullet could only leave a white dot on it and could not cause more damage.

The bullet's additional kinetic energy was very large, almost pushing Qin Wuyang backwards. The sound of the Japanese pulling the gun bolt on the side was clearly heard.

This can't continue. If the Japanese sharpshooter shot into Qin Wuyang's ear pierce, then Qin Wuyang's strength would be severely damaged. Qin Wuyang practiced the "Flawless Glazed Glazed Body" and was one of the few best body-protecting skills, but no matter how strong this skill was, he could not be able to practice the eardrums invulnerable.

With his right foot heavily on the ground, stone chips flew, and a big pit was stepped on the road. Qin Wuyang rushed forward suddenly. He actually had a better way, such as using the "Infinite Light Prison" to interfere with the opponent's five senses, or directly throwing out a few boxes of mortar shells and then blowing them up in the air, which was enough to turn a few flies in front of him into ashes.

But Qin Wuyang was not willing to use any kind of thing. He was pursuing his pursuit of walking with a knife and cutting off all bonds and obstacles. He rushed forward with a bullet shot, shouted coldly: "Kill!"

The breath was raised from the abdomen to the chest cavity, and then through the lungs to the mouth. The vocal cords trembled rapidly, making this sound that suppressed everything, and the machine gun instantly silenced.

This is not a sound killing technique, but it is no less powerful than a lion's roar. The machine gunner covered his ears and rolled all over the ground, and blood oozed out of his fingers, but they could soon get rid of this pain.

After suppressing the other party, Qin Wuyang slashed twice, but these guys exhaled a long sigh. Qin Wuyang grinned his teeth and smiled at the group of Japanese devils, and the group of Japanese devils made them feel cold and rushed to their foreheads.

The Japanese turned their heads and saw that all the Japanese in the third brigade had been stabbed into sieves. ** rushed over with a scream, and instantly drowned Qin Wuyang's figure.

The two sides finally began to fight each other. Qin Wuyang was busy for so many times, and then felt tired, so he did not continue to be busy, but walked towards the rear of the **.

There were soldiers who died everywhere along the way, and many of them died together. ** and the Japanese fought one-on-one with them, and then died together.

By identifying clothes, Qin Wuyang could see that the deaths of the soldiers were more than the Japanese. Seeing this, he couldn't help but worry, and he didn't know whether the five thousand soldiers of a thousand troops could defeat the Japanese. Then he saw some people picking up the equipment of the soldiers who died, and they didn't even let go of the clothes!

Qin Wuyang was furious and kicked the other party down, asking with a cold face: "What are you doing? Do you know that they are fighting the Japanese? Do you want him to go on the road naked?"

Qin Wuyang has decided that if this person can't say a single one, two or three, he will definitely kill him to serve as a warning! That person is a man in his forties, and his white and fat face makes Qin Wuyang feel disgusted.

The fat white man opened his lips, but couldn't speak. Qin Wuyang frowned, his eyes were chilling, and the murderous aura that killed thousands of people was poured out without reservation. He only scared the man to sit on the ground and quickly explained: "I don't know that I want to take off this big brother's clothes, I just want the kettle on his waist!"

Qin Wuyang paused, and the fat white man continued to whisper: "My daughter hasn't drunk water for a long time!"

Qin Wuyang then let go of his murderous intention, waved his hand and asked the man to leave, thinking alone: ​​When will I become so easy to kill? Even if this fat guy really wants to take off his dead brother's clothes, he will not be punished for his death. I, I, I...
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