Chapter 137 On the Strong Mountains and Rivers

"Listen to the people above. You have been surrounded. Surrender quickly. The Japanese Imperial Army guarantees your safety."

On the mountain road, a Night Demon Soul soldier who can speak Chinese shouted to the mountain, hoping to persuade the Nine-headed Dragon to surrender.

They were greeted by a grenade and flying gravel, which made the devil soldier's face full of blood, but he was still lucky to escape the fatal blow and save his life.

The soldiers of the Night Devil's Soul suddenly became angry, and several squadron captains shouted to Liu Chuanjun almost at the same time, "Captain, just beat them down."

"No way!" Liu Chuanjun refused. He frowned and rubbed the new beard on his chin. After thinking about it, he said firmly, "These people must be caught alive, because they have very important value."

As soon as Jun Liu Chuan said, other Japanese officers had no choice but to command their subordinates to touch the top of the mountain carefully, but they also knew that those people on the mountain were difficult to deal with, and it was almost impossible to take down the top of the mountain silently.

Liu Chuanjun looked at the situation and shouted in a low voice, "Go, transfer a squadron." It seems that he is going to use ordinary soldiers to consume the ammunition of nine-headed dragons and others.

For Liu Chuanjun, he only cares about the casualties of the Night Devils. As for other troops, he doesn't care at all.

Soon, a team of Japanese soldiers were transferred. They were ordered to be told that there was only one task, that is, to rush up and take the mountain at all costs.

There were strong gunfire on the mountain, and the mountain road was full of Japanese soldiers climbing upwards. They rushed up with 38 rifles and shouting. From a distance, the mountain road was densely full of Japanese soldiers.

On the hill, the nine-headed dragon and others fell behind the stone and shot out. They shot very carefully. Each bullet was shot out after careful consideration, ensuring a certain hit rate.

There is nothing we can do about it. The devils send troops to attack one after another. There is not much ammunition left by the nine-headed dragon. If you don't save a little, I'm afraid you don't have to save it.

As a result, the bullets were saved, and the shooting frequency was reduced. Although the shooting speed was slow, the hit rate was higher, which made up for the original shortcomings.

But even so, their bullets couldn't help but be consumed. When the second squadron of the devils was transferred for a long time, the sound of shooting on the mountain finally stopped.

Liu Chuanjun was overjoyed. He knew that several people on the mountain had been shot, which really helped me, so he waved his hand and shouted, "Quick, rush up, you must control those people."

The members of the Soul of the Night Devil rushed up and rushed to the top of the mountain. There were many other Japanese soldiers behind. These people went to the top of the mountain and stopped on one side.

As soon as they rushed to the top of the mountain, before the devils could see the situation above, there was a burst of bullets on their faces. The front few unprepared devils were knocked down by bullets, tumbled down the peak and fell under the cliff beside them.

The living devils were scared out of a cold sweat. They hurriedly squatted down and hid at the exit of the mountain road, and did not dare to poke their heads casually.

Liu Chuanjun gritted his teeth secretly, "This group of people are so cunning to play with me."

Because they were worried that the nine-headed dragons still had ammunition, the devil stopped for a while and wanted to have a look.

On the top of the mountain, the nine-headed dragon unloaded the empty magazine in his hand, looked inside, then shook it upside down, and finally sighed, "Dang, the bullet is still useless."

The rain just now was the last bullet in their hands. It was empty by them, but it was not used in vain. At least seven or eight devils were hit and fell on the top of the mountain on the mountain.

"Captain, what should I do?" Several soldiers gathered around him, and they were out of bullets, so they pulled out their fighting knives one after another and were ready for close combat.

The nine-headed dragon grinned and threw the German submachine gun in his hand on the stone beside him. The good submachine gun suddenly changed shape and I guess it couldn't be used.

He fell hard several times. It was not until the gun was deformed that the nine-headed dragon threw the submachine gun off the cliff.

Looking at the unsighted submachine gun rolling down the cliff, everyone was stunned, but then they understood the meaning of the nine-headed dragon doing this. They raised their weapons in their hands and fell on the stone. Some people even lifted the stone and hit their German submachine gun fiercely.

For a while, there was a crackling sound everywhere on the top of the mountain. The original high-quality weapons are now broken by stones, or distorted like a twist, and none of them are intact.

"Throw it down, even if you don't leave a piece of scum for the devils." As the soldiers threw their weapons off the cliff, they scolded anly, "Little devils, I can't even get you a fart."

After throwing down the weapon, the nine-headed dragon took the fighting saber in his hand and smiled, "Okay, brothers, let's send the devil the last gift."

Everyone nodded, quietly covered the side of the mountain pass, stood against the stone wall, and waited for Liu Chuan Jun and others to come up.

Before the time came, some devils poked up from below, but it was not Ryukawa Jun's night demon agent team, but an ordinary Japanese infantry. It seemed that Ryukawa still planned to let these people be scapegoers and cannon fodder.

"There is no one on the mountain. Come on up!" Several devil soldiers poked their heads and looked up at the mountain. The hidden place of the nine-headed dragon was sunken inside, and they could not be seen at all from where the devils stood.

Before the words fell, several Japanese soldiers rudely pushed them away and squeezed up from the mountain road. They were the soldiers of the Daredevil team and were ordered to come up to check.

"Kill!" The nine-headed dragon roared, and the fighting saber in his hand suddenly stabbed out. In an instant, it penetrated the neck of a devil closest to him, making the other party's blood spray wildly and collapse softly on the ground.

As soon as the nine-headed dragon's wrist turned over, the fighting saber was twisted in the other party's neck, which stirred the other party's esophagus and trachea, making him die.

Behind the nine-headed dragon, several other soldiers also roared and rushed up. Their fighting skills were passed down from Chen Feng, which was much better than the Night Devils. Therefore, as soon as they fought, the devils fell down several times.

The right arm tightened the throat of a devil, and the fighting saber in the other hand of the nine-headed dragon pulled across the devil's throat. Under the splash of blood, the devil lost his life.

However, more devils have emerged from the mountain road and rushed at them.

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