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Fang Ping shot a drum full of [-] rounds in one go. He shook his arm and let out a sigh of relief. He quickly replaced the drum with a drum to vent his hatred.

Hearing the sound of the sharp knife to identify the position, he immediately poked out half of his body from behind the tree trunk, holding a Mauser 98 and a repeating pistol in one hand, two clear and beautiful eyes flashed an extremely cruel evil light, and the index finger quickly buckled Pull the trigger.

Puff puff…

The unique muffled sound of the bullet hitting the flesh made one's heart tremble.

Just as the two were frantically harvesting the lives of the French, at seven o'clock, about 100 meters away, a pair of eagle-like eyes in the bushes had spotted them.

Suddenly, in a bush not far away, a thin figure was carrying a Chinese-made grenadier, and his withered fingers were pre-pressing the trigger, locking the sharp knife.

Chi... A piercing and sharp whistling sound came from far and near.

Just after killing an enemy, Xue Yuan suddenly caught a glimpse of a shell coming from the direction of [-] o'clock, and the target pointed directly at the sharp knife that was concentrating on shooting.

"Get out of the way." Xue Yuan rolled over as soon as he hugged the sharp knife, and rolled under a tree five meters away.

There was a loud "boom", and the sharp knife looked at the place where he was hiding just now, the fire was shining, and the sawdust fell and flew.

The furious enemy took advantage of the time when the two fell to the ground, and quickly pulled away the skirmish line, screaming and clamoring strangely, and quickly approached under the cover of the trees.At the same time, four light machine guns fired towards this side, and the airtight bullets hit the trees in the forest riddled with holes.

Just at this critical moment, they heard a loud "bang..." in the distance, and the two of them turned their heads suddenly, only to see a large mushroom cloud suddenly rising from the position of the barracks on the dam, and a blazing flame burst from the black Straight out of the clouds.

"The brothers in the third group took their old home away." Xue Yuan said to the sharp knife with a face covered in mud and blood, while bullets were flying non-stop on them.

"It's still the same sentence, let's not take it as an example." The sharp knife still said with a sullen face.

Xue Yuan smiled.

"The enemy is pressing up, we should withdraw." Jiandao said calmly.

"Yes." The two squatted down and ran to the depths of the jungle ahead in a low posture.Before long, they caught up with Bingshang and Shao Lizhuo.

At this time, Bingshan was busy placing the five infantry mines in a shaded corner. He patted the dirt on his hands and said to the sharp knife: "The mines are already arranged, do you think it's ok?"

The sharp knife glanced and nodded: "Not bad."

Bingshan is an expert in blasting. What stands out is that he doesn't follow the rules and sticks to the rules. Instead, he spontaneously develops many weird blasting patterns, and even the sharp knives are dazzled.Five powerful infantry mines were placed by this kid within a radius of [-] feet. As for how he connected the five infantry mines together, I am afraid that no one can figure it out except himself.It was precisely because of his appreciation of this skill that Jiandao absorbed him into the sharp-edged army.

Just as Bingshan was about to say something, dense gunfire followed.

"Grandma is a bear." Xue Yuan cursed fiercely, took the assault rifle from his shoulder, pulled the bolt, and stepped behind a tree ten meters away.

Glancing at the swollen army bag on the back of the iceberg, the sharp knife said loudly: "Use your high-explosive grenade to beat the mother hard for me."

"Yes." Bingshan took off his army bag, revealing a large bag of grenades.

At this moment, the sharp knife couldn't hold back anymore. He threw away the first aid gauze in his hand angrily, grabbed the Type 95 light machine gun from the ground, skillfully replaced it with a drum, and was about to rush to the bunker.Shao Lizhuo had noticed the bleeding wound on the sharp knife's left shoulder a long time ago, seeing that he was going to fight for his life, he hurriedly grabbed him, and said eagerly: "You are so injured that you still have to fight for your life."

"If we don't try our best, can we leave?" Jian Daoping said coldly with a light machine gun in his hand.

"The enemy is rushing up..." Bing Shang yelled, and threw two grenades at the enemy group as he let go.

Amidst the loud bang, two bursts of fire were fired, and the Frenchman who rushed over from the opposite jungle was immediately wrapped in shrapnel, and was immediately dismembered, with blood and flesh splattered.After this wave of explosions, the enemy's firepower was suppressed at once.

Taking advantage of the gap in the enemy's firepower, the sharp knife said in a deep voice: "The airship is coming soon, and now it is starting to move closer to the designated location."

He waved his hand and shouted to Xue Yuan: "Take your target and retreat quickly, go to the designated place and join other brothers immediately."

Several people had just retreated four or five meters away, when a grenade shot from the opposite side exploded screaming five or six meters away from their left flank. Fortunately, the trees sheltered them, and the exploding shrapnel and churning air waves were like devil's claws. A large tree was peeled off, and the sawdust and debris splashed around hit the neck of the sharp knife, causing a burning pain.

The sharp knife hissed and shouted towards the iceberg behind him: "Pay attention, it's eleven o'clock direction, knock out that damn grenadier for me."

Bingshan's eyes were bloodshot and he held the gun with one hand, squatting like a body, the light machine gun in his hand roared, and an enemy who had just emerged from behind cover had half of his head knocked off by the venomous bullet.

Bingshan emptied the remaining bullets in the drum in one breath, suddenly turned sideways, and picked up a grenadier from his side, and the sharp knife had already loaded the grenade for him.

"Hoo!" A sharp howling sound passed by, and the 40mm grenade flew out in anger!

Just in the blink of an eye when he fired this grenade...

On the opposite side, a sharp howl of "Woo" broke through the air.

At eleven o'clock, the French grenadier picked fire almost at the same time as the iceberg!

The long tail flame drew a striking milky white parabola in the void, and the grenade shot straight at the location of the iceberg, like a god of death spreading its wings, screaming and rushing towards the iceberg.At this moment of life and death, with sharp eyes and quick hands, a sharp praying mantis catching cicadas sideways in frustration, grabbed Bingshan's right shoulder, a sturdy front servant, and quickly fell over in a sunken grass directly in front of him.

Bang... The grenade exploded under the tree trunk where the iceberg had just concealed itself. At the same time, at a distance of 67 o'clock, at a distance of about [-] meters, the French grenadier was smashed into pieces by the grenade hit by the iceberg. Cloth scraps, bloody pieces of meat, heads with distorted facial features, mixed with hair and bones, were all thrown in a rain of blood to the branches and leaves of trees within a radius of ten feet.

The explosion of the grenade set off a violent air wave, like an iceberg hit by a steel plate, and his muscles and bones were about to split. The black military uniform was torn into catkins, exposing his muscles and bones.He turned over and stood up, spit out a mouthful of grass mud, and said to Bingshan: "How is it? You are not injured."

"It's okay, after all, French products are produced in our country." Bingshan glared at the enemy opposite, and spat hard.

The two looked at each other and smiled, each looking for cover, gasping for breath while changing magazines.

The enemy saw that the opponent did not fire back for a long time, and mistakenly thought that they had run out of ammunition. 100 meters away, the French yelled in half-baked Chinese to hand in their guns and surrender, while stretching the skirmish line and tentatively searching forward.

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Soaring: World War I Chapter 338 Mission Impossible 3

At this time, the distance between the two sides was less than 30 meters, and the sharp knife and the iceberg still did not respond at all.Many enemies have boldly emerged from behind the cover, completely exposing themselves within the optimal range.

"Fire!" Suddenly, the sharp knife cut off like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, tearing apart the sky and splitting the clouds.

The four muzzles crossed from east to west and fired at the opposite French, and the enemy army who was caught off guard by the dense bullets leaned over.At the same time, the French soldiers at the forefront dispatched the grenade array under the iceberg step. After a loud bang, there was the tragic howling of the French...

The French were caught off guard by this unexpected counterattack, screaming ghostly, leaving more than 20 corpses, and retreated hastily.

The sharp knife reached out and gestured to retreat towards the iceberg.The two of them took advantage of the enemy's firepower and ran towards the landing point of the airship alternately under cover, turning their heads from time to time to fire at long distances with their rifles.

30 meters, 20 meters... An open field suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, seven or eight big trees had been uprooted by artificial blasting, and they were lying on the ground in a crooked manner.

Two armed airships were standing there, and the engines of the engines were rumbling, blowing the surrounding trees swaying, staggering like wheat seedlings.

The sharp knife and the iceberg were panting heavily, and their legs were as heavy as if they were filled with lead.Suddenly, a familiar voice above his head said: "Sharp knife... are you all right?"

Jiandao and Bingshan looked up together, and saw a few Chinese soldiers in black uniforms crawling on the tree, and it was Wolf Warrior who spoke.Black figures also flashed out from behind the surrounding trees, all members of the sharp-edged troops.

Zhan Lang came down from the tree and pointed his thumb at the sharp knife: "You are awesome, I am convinced."

The sharp knife beat the opponent's chest: "I know now, it was all your kid's idea, and you even changed my action plan without authorization. If such a thing happens again in the future, I will never forgive you."

"Yes." Zhan Lang stood at attention and answered, then burst out laughing.

"Have the snow field and the target arrived yet?" Jiandao asked immediately.

"Don't worry, it's on the airship."