Beat the devil with a system

In the northern street, more than 100 little devils suddenly appeared, and these were all death squads composed of little devils.

The devils didn't wear helmets, and plaster flag cloth belts were tied on their heads. Each of them had submachine guns and light machine guns in their hands, and explosives on their bodies, and charged desperately.

"Damn it, the little devil still dares to form a death squad, I will kill you!"

Li Hong put down the binoculars angrily, and led the commando soldiers to quickly support the North Street side.

The devil's death squads are particularly tenacious in fighting. They don't care about their own lives at all. They are knocked down by bullets, and the devils behind continue to charge. Wherever there is a solid machine gun fortification, the enemy will charge up with explosives and die together.

Although there is only one squadron of little devils, if everyone dies, it will be a powerful and terrifying fighting force, and everyone is afraid of three points.

The death squad organized by the devils caused a lot of losses to the soldiers of the security regiment guarding the North Street.

Ten minutes later, the commando arrived at Beijie Street.

"Commando, come on, kill this group of son-of-a-bitch death squads for me!"

Under Li Hong's order, the commando soldiers scattered into the houses and courtyards on North Street. They used submachine guns to shoot the devils with plaster flags tied on their heads.

Chapter 172

Since the little devils dare not die, then Li Hong must be more ruthless than the enemy, so cruel that the little devils are afraid!

He opened the system warehouse, took out a flamethrower, and quickly picked up the oil tank and compressed gas cylinder.

"We are the fearless warriors of the Empire, go ahead and defeat the security team!"

The Devils charged on the street, shouting the slogan of the Death Squad from time to time.

Li Hong shrank in the corner of a private house, and saw the devils death squad not far away rushing up, holding a flame nozzle in his hand, aiming at the little devil, and spraying it unceremoniously.

"call out"

There was a terrifying sound of flame jets.

In an instant, a long and raging fire dragon flew tens of meters away from the flame nozzle in Li Hong's hand.

With a "boom", the blazing fire exploded, engulfing several soldiers of the Devils Death Squadron.

The temperature of the fire ball sprayed out by the flamethrower can reach nearly a thousand degrees, and the jet fuel is extremely sticky, and once a person is contaminated, it will burn into coke in an instant.

Several soldiers of the devils' death squad instantly burned into fireballs. The high-temperature flames spread all over their bodies.

"Uh, uh, uh!"

The skin of the soldiers of the Devils Death Squad was scorched, screaming continuously, rolling back and forth on the ground in pain, twisting their bodies.

In less than a minute, these unlucky devils fell to the ground and did not move. The flames covered their bodies and turned them into a pile of coke. Their deaths were miserable.

Li Hong, a devil, doesn't think about the pain the enemy will feel before he dies. He just wants to be cruel enough to scare the little devil.

Which of these aggressive little devils and bastards has not stained their hands with the blood of their compatriots?

"Kill that Chinese soldier, he is hiding in a civilian house!"

Several soldiers of the devil's death squad shot Li Hong with weapons in their hands, and some people held explosives in their hands.

Seeing the enemy rushing aggressively, Li Hong ran away quickly.

A set of flame-throwing equipment weighs tens of kilograms, and it is quite inconvenient to carry around. However, this weight does not affect Li Hong's mobility in the slightest.

Li Hong started to run, striding like the wind, nimbly dodging the bullets from the enemy, and jumped into the two-meter-high walled courtyard.

In the process of escaping, he deliberately attracted the soldiers of the Devils to the courtyard of the private house.

"Baga, yalu, the cowardly Chinese soldiers are born!"

The soldiers of Devils Death Squad rushed into the courtyard, yelling maniacally, looking for Li Hong everywhere.

Li Hong lay prone on the roof, without saying a word, he directly threw a few cluster grenades into the courtyard.

"boom!"

The courtyard wall collapsed, grenade shrapnel splashed everywhere, and several screams sounded in the courtyard.

After the explosion, several little devils with plaster flags tied to their heads fell in various corners.

Li Hong jumped off the roof nimbly, and looked down at the little devil on the ground.The two wounded little devils struggled, staring at him fiercely, full of hatred.

"Damn it, you still dare to stare at me? Then I will turn you into ashes!"

A fire dragon flew out from the nozzle of the flamethrower, instantly igniting the bodies of several little devils on the ground.

Li Hong became cruel, almost perverted. The injured little devil obviously couldn't survive, but he still refused to let the enemy go. He was so ruthless that it made people chill.

The commandos were not idle either. Several soldiers were carrying flamethrowers, and when they saw the little devils, they sprayed them.

More than a dozen little devils with their bodies on fire screamed and ran around.

There was constant gunfire on the street, but the screams of the soldiers of the Devils Death Squad were extremely ear-piercing and clearly recognizable.

After a while, more than a dozen human-shaped fireballs all fell on the side of the street, burning "crackling" like dry wood.

Li Hong and the commando soldiers are the death squads that specialize in dealing with devils.When they saw the devils with plaster flags tied to their heads, they either shot them with guns or greeted them with flamethrowers.

Not long after, more than half of the more than 200 soldiers of the devil's death squad died, most of them were burned to death, and some died of random shooting by soldiers of the security regiment.

Li Hong put away the flamethrower, moved to the upper floor of a building, and quickly lifted out a 2-heavy machine gun and set it up at the window.

"Da da da"

A terrifying gunshot sounded, and the life harvester began to brutally harvest the lives of devils.

The devils who charged towards the block were shot and killed mercilessly, and the enemy's limbs were scattered everywhere by the 127mm large-caliber bullets.

The power of a 127mm bullet is simply staggering. A few bullets hit a person, and the body has to be dismembered.

"Puff puff"

The sound of bullets hitting was heard, and the bodies of more than a dozen little devils from the Death Squad were torn apart by the bullets.The bullet penetrated their bodies and hit the kid behind them.

"Baga, the Imperial Death Squad, keep going..."

An officer of the Japanese Death Squadron, before the order was issued, a flying 127mm bullet easily shattered his head. The bullet turned his head into a rotten watermelon, with brain tissue and plasma everywhere.

Under the brutal blows from the 2 heavy machine guns, there were not many complete corpses in the Devils Death Squad, either missing arms or legs, or their heads burst beyond recognition.

Li Hong frequently moved the heavy machine gun to shoot, and the shell casings flew out of the shell ejection window quickly. After a while, the shell casings splashed all over the ground.