I want to be a good person

The four Japanese soldiers held cigarettes in their mouths and put their heads together to try to block the wind.

It finally lit up.

He took a deep breath and raised his head, with the cigarette still in his mouth.

The sharp wakizashi cut across the throat one by one.

After long-term training, wrist strength, arm strength and grip strength have been greatly improved.

"Uh huh huh"

The four Japanese soldiers did not expect that Zhang Aiguo, who was humble and submissive, would suddenly attack them. They were used to enjoying the cigarettes as a tribute, so their hands could only cover the wounds and they could not speak.

"Wang"

The vicious dog reacts faster than a human and leaps forward.

"Plop!"

He stabbed the knife into the dog's mouth, stepped on it with his foot, and pulled out the wakizashi.

The Japs' knife kills Japs with its sharpness and speed.

Put away the wolfhound and make two dog-skin hats. Don’t waste them. The devils on the ground can only be used as fertilizer.

Space quickly touched the corpse and exhaled the smoke from his mouth.

The flickering cigarette butts express happiness and joy, which is really cool.

The searchlight was moving and Zhang Aiguo was dodging.

There was a sentry tower at the entrance of the shed, and two Japanese soldiers were operating a Type 99 light machine gun.

Zhang Aiguo took out the crossbow and smeared poison on the arrow head. Dr. Li's exclusive formula was not allowed to be leaked and had to be kept secret.

"Whizzing"

Two sounds of arrows piercing the air

"what!"

Damn, why did he scream after being shot by an arrow?

Is it that cool?

The Japanese soldiers on duty in the shed started running.

The wolfhound barked.

I knew it was like this, people are forced to do things.

Chicago typewriter in hand, he opened fire at the approaching devils and dogs, the sound of the gunfire causing even more panic.

It was exactly midnight, the agreed time, the door opened and more than a dozen men ran out.

"Quick, grab the gun!"

Zhang Aiguo distributed guns, bayonets and grenades, and also distributed the weapons that had just been seized.

"Two men go up there and take down the machine gun up there."

"faster."

"My compatriots! Only resistance can give us a chance to survive. Sitting back and waiting will only lead to death. The devils will not let us go. It is time to let them see the bloodiness of us Chinese people."

"We have guns. We can only survive if we rush out. We have to fight our way out. Everyone has to do their part."

Looking at the people who ran out, Zhang Aiguo guessed that there were still people left in the shed who dared not move. Everything was swept away by the general trend.

"Kill them out, and let some of them attack their residence."

The shrill alarm sounded. Zhang Aiguo knew that there were very few people alive. He didn't even know the names of the two leaders.

Everything is for blood, for the backbone of the Chinese people!

"Come on!"

All the work sheds were in action, with thousands of people involved. Everyone was thinking that maybe it was me who ran away.

Yes, it must be you.

Zhang Aiguo took out the Mauser M1924 and shot down the sentry with a few shots. Some prisoners of war had already climbed up the sentry tower to seize weapons.

Life is noisy and passionate, and Zhang Aiguo slipped away.

There are still people working in the workshop, working very seriously.

The Japanese guards have already run out to suppress the riot.

Anyone who passed by him was knocked to the ground by Zhang Aiguo.

The guns, bullets and grenades were all put away by Zhang Aiguo.

"tatter"

Gunshots rang out and the workers in the workshop began to run out. Zhang Aiguo knocked down several workers who were running towards him.

Damn it, you still want to control yourself and sell out people for fame and fortune!

The molten steel was boiling hot. Zhang Aiguo shot at those who tried to stop him while tying grenades and explosive packs to the side of the steel furnace.

At the door, the Type 89 grenade launcher shouted with its unique accent, and the explosion caused a chain reaction.

Iron trees and silver flowers are flying all over the sky, and passion is bursting in a chain.

We had to run in every workshop, and the sound of shooting at each other in front continued.

The will and desire to survive can overwhelm everything.

If we had the huge cannons from Jiangyin Fortress, direct shooting would be much better than the current effect.

In the warehouse of steel billets, two Japanese soldiers were guarding their posts. From this point of view, strong military discipline means strong combat effectiveness.

Without too much entanglement, sniper kills from a distance.

"My God, I am accumulating merit by killing demons, so that I can help you defeat that so-called Amaterasu!"

He muttered a few words, saying that there were too many things and too little space.

Try to collect the steel billets as much as possible. The Japanese have done a good job of sorting them out, including gun steel, cannon steel and high-carbon steel.

There is still a lot of room for storage as too much supplies were unloaded in Shanghai.

Also put away were two Ford V8 trucks and several barrels of gasoline. Finally, they had a tool that could give the Japanese some air.

The armory of the Japanese guards had been opened by angry prisoners of war. When Zhang Aiguo arrived, there was only a Type 92 cannon and some shells left inside.

After a closer look, I found that there were special types of bullets, red, yellow and green, which should be poison gas bombs.

Unable to wait any longer, Zhang Aiguo came to the back wall, where some smart prisoners had already set up a ladder.

The Chinese are really not united, unless it comes to the most critical moment, then everyone is panicking and scrambling to climb up.

Those in front were engaging in firefighting, and those in the back who needed to escape were running away as fast as they could.

It is said that the Nationalist government was facing intense wars in the front and was running short of all kinds of supplies in the back. How could it not be defeated?

History is a cycle, and no one can escape from it.

He started a new business and ran away from a less crowded place, leaving behind a wooden ladder.

He took out the blue and white horse and raised the whip in the air.

"Snapped"

Speed ​​away.

"Bah"

A gunshot was heard behind him. After the horse started running, Zhang Aiguo immediately bent down to reduce wind resistance and luckily avoided the sneak attack from behind.

He turned around and fired a shot, and a scream was heard from behind.

I don't know whether I hit the target or not, but I get jealous when I see others doing well.

The Japanese troops reacted very quickly and had begun to gather in place. The buzzing noise of the engines and the gray-yellow headlights of the cars showed that they were elite, really elite.

"Oh, is the devil's lair empty?"

He turned the horse around and ran towards Anshan Station.

The Japanese garrison is set up here, and the resistance of thousands of prisoners of war will definitely attract the vast majority of troops.

He was wearing a black short jacket and trousers and riding a bicycle.

The sentry at the door had already raised his gun, and the machine guns in the fortifications had also been set up, and the situation was chaotic.

"bang bang bang bang"

Zhang Aiguo quickly fired all the bullets in the gun chamber, and increased his hit rate under the optical sight.

Two sentries and a machine gun crew were knocked to the ground.

The sound of gunfire at night could be heard from far away, but the problem was that there were too many gunshots and one could only tell the distance.

When Zhang Aiguo passed by, only five corpses with loincloths were left. Their heads had been blown off, and the black, white, and red colors merged into a gorgeous flower.

In the brightly lit building, the Japs were coming in and out and noticed Zhang Aiguo's attack.

"Snapped"

The enthusiasm of the Turtle Box knocked down the enemy who was running towards him.

If you encounter a half-open room, it is like a grenade. If you encounter a closed door, don't kick it rashly because you can't figure out the situation inside.

The sign at the door guides the direction forward.

Here it was, a room with no door sign at the end, and a telephone ringing inside.

Hit the door hard with an iron rod.

"clap clap"