In grief, Political Commissar Wang unconsciously picked up the pistol of Commander Zheng Shuwen and poked his temple hard. If the bullet had not been empty, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Political Commissar Wang's cry alarmed the entire regiment headquarters. For a moment, the regiment troops became in chaos. Civilian personnel surrounded him and supported Political Commissar Wang with all their strength. A mixed cry immediately covered the regiment commander's office, which was undoubtedly a huge blow to their morale.

After seeing the leader Kudo Ichiro killed his suicide attack, the other ninjas fell into madness, and released all the hidden weapons in their hands. They swung into more than ten meters with Japanese swords and rushed into the courtyard where the Third Regiment was in various directions. The courtyard suddenly screamed in succession. More than ten soldiers of the guard company fell down, and the two light machine guns were also mute. The machine gunners were stuck in several shurikens. When they saw the ninjas were about to engage in contact with civilian cadres who were guarding the second line of defense of the Guard Corps.

Several traitors rushed to the ground and shot wildly into the courtyard with their gates.

A dense bullet was accompanied by the brisk gunfire, and the rain-like metal storm caught the ninjas rushing up and five or six people falling down. By the window of the Third Regiment, the clerk Chen Jiayao swollen and red, with his little face standing in front of him. The MP-5 left to her was shot repeatedly. The MP-5 is worthy of being the king of melee combat. The precise and fierce firepower, the rolling bullets shot into the body, caused heavy casualties and injuries to the ninjas.

Having said that, this was also what Chen Jiayao forced the local tyrants to divide the guns from Li Wei, saying that they would be gone after eating snacks, and they would have to divide them into something, such as Duan Cheng's watch and Wang Bao's gun. In desperation, Li Wei had to call the arsenal and found a free time to bring his MP-5 out to give to Chen Jiayao, the little girl. Li Wei was still pulling Wang Bao and muttering, "The little girl is playing with guns all day long, be careful not to get married in the future?" But seeing Chen Jiayao with a vicious look on her face, Li Wei still didn't dare to say it in person. It would be unworthy if a so-called gun went off fire.

The ninja, who had heavy casualties, had to withdraw from the MP-5 firepower range. At this time, the support troops outside the Third Regiment's headquarters rushed over from afar. From time to time, the screams of the traitors responsible for blocking the attack came from the distance and the fierce gunshots of the traitors responsible for blocking them.

"Baga!~Retreat!~" A ninja did not expect that the Eighth Route Army would suddenly appear with such a sharp weapon, and almost the one who hit the target died immediately. Kudo Ichiro's death had at least killed an important figure on the other side. It was impossible for the enemy to cause greater casualties to be caused to the enemy. Conserving strength was the first task.

The remaining dozen ninjas waved their hands at the same time, and a burst of white smoke burst out from the ground. When the smoke dissipated, the person was gone.

Chen Jiayao was about to aim his gun at the traitors who were not as quick as the ninjas, but saw a cunning traitor suddenly grabbed Duan Cheng who was fainted by a grenade to make a human shield. The pistol was pressed against Duan Cheng's head, "Call him, don't come over, or just shoot!" He ran away with a few traitors with a look of smirk. Chen Jiayao was so angry that he jumped straight. The flames at the muzzle flashed and swept down two or three unlucky ninjas again.

The soldiers of the guard company wanted to steal Duan Cheng back, but the traitors' guns kept on Duan Cheng's head, and they were quick to move. They used the big trees and corners to escape.

At this time, the support troops rushed over, and nearly a battalion surrounded the third regiment headquarters tightly. From the fresh bruises on the faces and hands of some soldiers, they had fallen while rushing to the rush. The wounded parts were still covered with some debris of soil and were still cleaned up flawlessly. Every ninja traitor who fell to the ground was stabbed by hatred soldiers with bayonets at the critical point.

Wang Bao looked at the comrades who were lying on the ground, who were still alive but now they were cold corpses. He couldn't even cry. The guards were almost wiped out in the battle just now, and the enemy was not ready. They almost changed one.

Dragging MP-5, Chen Jiayao's pretty face was covered with tears, patrolling the bodies of every soldier who died. Almost everyone endured the grief. The closest comrades passed away in front of them, which was the least they accepted. Many supportive soldiers and regiment personnel took off their military caps and observed silently.

"Damn it, Deputy Battalion Commander Chen, click all the sharpshooters in the camp and come with me, and don't kill these dogs. I, Wu Ergou, are his dogs." An Eighth Route Army soldier in the support force threw off his military cap and lifted up his pistol and shouted, with the blue veins on his face jumping in rage.

The name Wu Ergou looks funny, but in fact no one can joke. The general custom is to give children a bad name, which means that the King of Hell is not paying attention to it and that children are easy to support. There are many names in the army. No one will find it special, and no one will make fun of each other.

"Yes!" A soldier who was called Deputy Battalion Commander Chen stood at attention, pointed at the soldiers around him and said, "Deng Feng, Bi Shengke, McDonald's, are willing to get accused, Zhang Dafu hammers, and click the name of the comrades out of the list!"

"Yes!" The warrior who was pointed at the name responded loudly, holding the guns in his hand, quickly lined up in two rows.

"Follow me to chase them, and you will kill them even if you chase them to the horizon!" Battalion Commander Wu Ergou waved his pistol wildly and was about to pull out his legs. "Don't chase them, Battalion Commander Wu!" Suddenly, he stood in front of him and stopped him.

"Comrade Wang Bao, get out of the way. I want to avenge my brothers. We can't swallow this." Battalion Commander Wu Ergou widened his eyes and stared at Wang Bao, who was blocking his face and was a head shorter than himself.

"These enemies are not simple, and they are still holding Duan Cheng in their hands. It is useless to chase you. They can only cause unnecessary sacrifices." Wang Bao stared at the battalion commander Wu Ergou without any hesitation.

"You just let our brothers die in vain! ~ Get out of here!" The battalion commander Wu Ergou almost burst into flames in his eyes.

"Calm down!" Wang Baodong didn't even move.

"If you don't let go, I'll shoot!" Wu Ergou pulled out his pistol, loaded the bullet, and threw away the person who came to stop him. He gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "If I count to three, don't let go, don't blame your brother for being ruthless!"

The soldiers present were frightened by the battalion commander Wu Ergou for a moment. This guy is simple-minded and can tell that he is really brave.

"One!~"

"I won't let you die in vain!" Wang Bao's voice did not change at all.

"Two!~"

"..." Wang Bao.

"Three!~" Battalion Commander Wu Ergou almost shouted out.

Bang!~ Battalion Commander Wu Ergou really fired, but the bullets were shot into the sky.

After a series of rapid gunfire, Battalion Commander Wu Ergou fired all the bullets in the pistol magazines empty.

"You guy is awesome!" Battalion Commander Wu Ergou threw a sentence, and the blue veins on his forehead jumped straight and left.
Chapter completed!