Stroll in Movie Worlds Chapter 421: Annihilation

Slap! Snapped! Snapped! －－－

Om! Hum! Hum! －－－

The sound of messy footsteps and the sound of tracks pressing on the road moved from far to near. With the previous alarm as a guide, dozens of Japanese soldiers with 38 rifles and two 89 medium tanks moved quickly towards Lu Jianxiong and others came from the small building where they were hiding.

In the small building, Lu Jianxiong sat down leaning on a defensive sandbag, pulled the bolt open, took out his pocket, and took it out, only a bullet remained in his hand. Suddenly, someone touched him on the shoulder behind him. He turned his head and saw a naive but dusty little hand with several bullets lying quietly in the little hand.

Blinking his eyes, Lu Jianxiong looked up at Xiaodouzi, reached out and took the bullet in his hand.

Xiaodouzi walked in, carrying two long bullet belts on his back, glanced at Lu Jianxiong, and sat quietly beside him, carefully pulling up the bullets one by one.

Lu Jianxiong turned his head and glanced at him again, then turned to the other side, one by one brothers came in with guns and grenades, but they never saw "Shunzi", his eyes darkened, and his eyes recovered. To calm down, silently, one by one loaded bullets into the gun holder.

The Japanese reinforcements were getting closer. At the intersection, a machine gun that looked like a broken light tank suddenly fired a series of bullets, trying to stop these reinforcements.

Boom! boom!

The two Japanese tanks fired two shells each, directly hitting the light tank with two shocks. The light tank was really scrapped this time, and then one of them was covered with smoke and fire. The man in the tank hat mirror fell out of the tank.

The Japanese soldier next to him saw the China soldier falling out of the tank with a smirk at the corner of his mouth. He took the gun in his hand and aimed it at his leg when he was about to pull the trigger.

Boom! －－－

A cannon-like gunshot sounded, and the Japanese soldier was startled. Secretly said in my heart: This tmd who robbed me of business, so loud, could it be shot with cannon?

Look at the China soldier sitting on the ground and slapping his body. I was stunned again, thinking again in my heart. Who is this, marksmanship is too bad, right? You can't even fight so close, so I'm embarrassed to come out and fight?

Boom! －－－

Just as he was thinking, another cannon-like gunfire blasted in his ears, but the tank next to him shook, and there seemed to be a few muffled hums in the tank. Then the tank stopped moving.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! -----"

"Hurry up and hide. Get down!"

"The tank is broken!"

"Where is the enemy?"

The colleagues next to him shouted loudly, each holding their guns and turning around like headless flies. The Japanese soldier couldn't take care of the soldier in front, and he was about to run with his gun in panic. Hiding under the tank, suddenly the corner of his eyes swept over the top floor of a dilapidated house, and there was a young man standing there. The young man was holding a black spear that he had never seen before.

"There, the enemy is on the roof, there is a branch..."

Seeing the enemy's location, the Japanese soldier was delighted. He quickly pointed his finger at the location of the young man, loudly trying to tell his colleagues the enemy's location, suddenly. The voice of the Japanese soldier stopped because he saw that the young man shook his hand. The black spear that had originally appeared in his hand was no longer in his hands. Instead, he was replaced by a more hideous weapon with a belt full of bullets. It reminded him of their heavy weapon Type 92 heavy machine gun, but this machine gun seemed even more terrifying.

Then, he saw the true power of this machine gun!

dā dā dā dā! dā dā dā dā! －－－－

The bullet sprayed out from the muzzle like raindrops, and the muzzle hovered and flew like a fire snake, carrying the sickle of death in the dazzling fire. Relentlessly reaping those Japanese soldiers on the ground who had not had time to hide.

Suddenly, there was a loud gunfire. The mournful wailing sounded loudly.

What's the matter?

Lu Jianxiong, who was hiding in the building, heard the gunshots outside and quickly took a look. The desperate eyes suddenly widened, and his face blackened by the artillery fire was full of incomprehensible expressions.

And the other soldiers hiding in the small building also saw what Lu Jianxiong saw. They thought they were going to die looking at the man standing on the top of the building, holding a heavy machine gun that he had never seen before, shooting like A young man with a **** of war, the look on his face was similar to that of Lu Jianxiong.

"The platoon leader...who is he?" Nearest to Lu Jianxiong, Li Shui, the oldest in the team, also saw the young man outside enjoying the harvest of japanese devil's life, looking at Lu Jianxiong with a devilish look.

Lu Jianxiong carefully identified the young man, and searched for the person who corresponds to him in his mind, only to find that no one could speak against the young man.

"Whoever he is, brothers, give me a fight!" If you don't match it, you won't match it. In Lu Jianxiong's opinion, if you don't care who he is, as long as he is here to help him and others beat the devil, it is even "Lu" (Harmony, now the God of Harmony is too powerful, everyone understands, forgive me) He also raised his hands to welcome, shouted, raised his gun, found the Japanese soldiers hiding in the corner, and harvested one by one. stand up.

Buck! Huh! Huh! －－－

Boom! boom! boom! －－－

With the sound of a gunshot, and a sound of howitzer shells, the Japanese soldiers fell one by one, and the battle soon came to an end, as the last Japanese soldier was shot in the chest. After the ups and downs, this small battlefield in Nanjing finally ended the battle with a score of zero.

Looking at the corpses of japanese devil lying on the street below, Lu Jianxiong was still a little unbelievable. He didn't expect the end that he thought was mortal, but suddenly there was a big reversal. Lu Jianxiong couldn't help but sigh the impermanence of the world.

I looked up at the top of the small building where the young man who appeared just now was standing, only to find that he was no longer there. Lu Jianxiong was taken aback, stood up abruptly, and both eyes searched underneath.

The next moment, I saw that the young man didn’t know when he had come downstairs, and he didn’t know where the heavy machine gun went~IndoMTL.com~ With his hands empty, he walked slowly on the ruins and corpses. The street came towards them.

If you don't look at the ruins and corpses on the ground, I'm afraid you will see him as a passerby walking in the spring days.

Looking at the young man walking towards him, Lu Jianxiong pursed his slightly chapped lips, thought for a moment, and took the gun and walked down the stairs.

When Lu Jianxiong walked to the door, he saw that the young man had already walked over. Lu Jianxiong blinked, and suddenly saluted the young man, "Thirty-sixth Division, Third Regiment, Second Battalion, Third Company Second platoon, deputy platoon leader, Lu Jianxiong!"

Looking at Lu Jianxiong's sullen self-introduction, Ye Xuan smiled slightly and said: "Ye Xuan, China ordinary people!"

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