Bright Sword: I am the old squad leader of the Northwest Shanxi Iron Triangle

There was a burst of gunfire.

There was also a loud rumbling sound of explosions.

The inside of the fortress was like hell on earth. Many Russians were chopped to the ground by the Japanese cavalry as soon as they rushed out of the rooms.

However, these Russians continued to rush out of the room. When they ran out of bullets, they picked up benches.

Now that the bench was gone, he picked up an axe and a wrench.

In short, these Russians picked up everything they could find and jumped out of the room.

"Davarish, fight these little devils, Ulla."

"These little bastards are killing our people. Fight them, Ulla."

The old Russians rushed out regardless of everything while shouting "Ura".

However, they were no match for these cavalrymen.

Accompanied by bursts of gunfire, these Russians fell to the ground in groups before they could rush to the cavalry.

Ichiro Kawamoto held a telescope and watched everything that happened inside the fortress. He nodded with satisfaction.

Just at this time.

In a corner of the fortress, there were several beautiful girls lying there. They were all blonde and tall, with delicate features like marble statues, full of three-dimensionality.

"Davarich, we have to fight these Japs. We can't let them kill our people." A blonde girl groped for a long time and found a grenade.

The little girl jumped up from the ground and rushed out with a grenade in her hand.

"Khorkina, don't be impulsive. You are the general's daughter."

"Khorkina, let's wait for reinforcements here. As long as the general comes here, it will only take a few minutes to deal with these little devils."

Several female soldiers nearby stopped the beautiful girl named Khorkina.

Khorkina frowned: "If I don't rush out now, even if I survive, my father will be ashamed of me.

"These devil soldiers. They rushed into our fortress. Do you think we can survive by hiding like turtles?"

After hearing this, several other Russian female soldiers nodded.

"What Khorkina said is right. My grandfather fought with the Japanese at Hill 20 321 years ago. My grandfather said that these Japanese were a bunch of monkeys. They were a bunch of demons."

"We have to fight these beasts. If we don't fight now and are caught by them, they will try every possible way to torture me. By then, we will die miserably."

The little girls nodded, quickly picked up any weapons they could, and rushed out shouting "Ura".

Gunshots rang out, and several girls who were rushing in front were unfortunately shot.

The bullets pierced their bodies, and gorgeous flowers bloomed on them.

Immediately afterwards, with a loud bang, a Japanese melon grenade exploded violently less than eight meters away from Khorkina.

A beautiful Russian female soldier was blown away in an instant and fell heavily on Khorkina.

Khorkina was unable to dodge and was blown three or four meters away. He fell heavily to the ground and lost consciousness instantly.

When the Japanese soldiers saw the female soldiers rushing out, they were extremely excited.

"Yoshi, flower girl."

"Don't kill all these pretty girls. I've never tasted any of these little blondes."

"All the Russian women are the same."

These little Japanese soldiers jumped off their horses with smiles on their faces.

Seeing that the attack was going very smoothly, Ichiro Kawamoto nodded with satisfaction. He put away his binoculars and samurai sword, sat on his tall horse and strode towards the Brest Fortress.

At this moment, with a whoosh, a bullet flew over and hit Ichiro Kawamoto's back of the head and shot out from between his eyebrows.

Ichiro Kawamoto suddenly felt a black screen in front of his eyes and his body shook violently, but the old Japanese soldier held the warhorse with his legs and it took more than ten seconds before he fell to the ground with a thud.

During this time, a gunshot was heard from behind, but the sound was not clear.

Compared to the gunshots and explosions coming from the fortress from time to time, the Japanese did not notice the shot fired by Ling Yunzhi.

At this moment, there was a burst of gunfire.

Li Yunlong and his men all opened fire.

Biu biu biu......

The bullet cut through the air.

Many smug Japanese soldiers riding on tall war horses were shot through the head unexpectedly, and their bodies fell to the ground, falling onto the thick snow.

Soon, the snow was stained with the blood of these Japanese devils.

Ling Yunzhi waved his hand and led the gods to rush straight towards the Brest Fortress.

The Japanese soldiers who rushed into the fortress were searching and sweeping every room.

These little Japs are really beasts.

Regardless of whether the Russians were old, weak, women, children, or warriors capable of fighting, the Japanese soldiers didn't care and just swung their sabers at them.

The sound of sabers cutting through the air continued to be heard.

Many Russians fell heavily to the ground.

"Gather all the men together."

"Gather all the old people and children and kill them all."

With an order, the Japanese soldiers lined up the Russian soldiers driven out from various rooms.

The fortress was filled with the cries of children.

Several girls who were with Khorkina died or were injured.

Soon, accompanied by the barking of the Japanese wolfhounds, the old people, children and men were all gathered together.

"Bagayalu, you big, strong old Russians.

20 years ago, you were no match for our fathers, and today you are still no match for us."

"We're going to kill you all. You old bastards are no match for us."

"Turn around now, you damned old bastards."

If anyone didn't turn around, these Japanese devils would swing their sabers at them.

The sabers in their hands flashed coldly, and with a swish, an old Russian's head flew out.

Soon, just as the 100-plus Russians turned around, the Japanese guns started firing.

clap clap clap...

The bullet pierced through the Russian's body and hit the wall behind him. The Russian's blood spurted all over the wall.

These old Russians who had lost their fighting ability could only watch helplessly as the Japanese raised their butcher knives towards them.

These Japanese soldiers, who were less than 1.45 meters tall, were very excited when they saw that the Russians were so docile.

Soon, the second wave of more than 100 Russians stepped on the bodies of their compatriots who had been shot in front of them and turned around again.