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The battle outside the hotel was still going on. A Major of the Self-Defense Forces watched the front line more than 50 meters long lying full of corpses, limbs and arms, and various internal organs everywhere, like Shura hell.
"Kill! Kill!!!"
This guy's eyes were red with blood, and the sound of explosions and gunshots couldn't cover up his angry roar. Suddenly he felt that the enemy's resistance had weakened, and excitedly stood up in the bunker and shouted: "Rush! Rush over to me."
At this moment, there was a burst of gunshots behind them. The major's heart trembled suddenly. He turned around hastily and saw a group of armed men rushing over in various dilapidated cars. Breathing out fire snakes, it was like a sharp dagger piercing straight in, and the Self-Defense Force soldiers on both sides fell down in waves. Especially in front of a truck without a windshield, a rapid-fire machine gun was roaring, and the thumb-thick warhead formed a fire dragon in the night, and the place it passed was devastated.
"Da da!"
"Da da!!!!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!!!!!!"
The major shuddered and looked towards the opposite side with a pale face. There were also intensive gunshots there, and he knew that he was surrounded by counterattacks.
The Self-Defense Forces were caught off guard. They didn't know where these enemies came from, and fought back desperately one by one. The entire battlefield was a sea of ??flames, and bullets pierced through the air with sharp howling noises.
Just now they were still opening their fangs, ready to bite the enemy's wild beasts, but now they turned into lambs waiting to be slaughtered, with holes all over their bodies, staring at unwilling eyes, screaming and falling down, with their hands still stretched in the air, as if Greeting the call of the messenger of hell.
The major seemed to be dumbfounded, watching dozens of cars rushing towards him like wind and clouds, raising the sky full of gunpowder smoke and invincible. But the soldiers he thought were elite were howling like ghosts and foxes, as if the end of the world was coming, and they were desperate in the face of a huge force that could not be resisted by manpower.
Yang Luo stood on the car, holding the trigger firmly with his fingers, and the rapid-fire cannon roared. At this moment, there is no need to deliberately aim, and there is no need to set a main target. The entire long street is full of shaking figures, and the entire long street is covered with corpses and flowing blood.
Those self-defense soldiers who have not yet died are like a group of dying maggots. They are struggling to crawl, but they are immediately crushed by the speeding car.
Yang Luo felt the slight bumps of the wheels, and the horrible sound of bone breaking that crushed the limbs made one's scalp tingle.
The major shouted hoarsely: "Shoot! Shoot!" Then he grabbed a cluster bomb and threw it out.
Yang Luo looked at the black dots flying in the air and kicked the Red Army brother who was driving, and then lifted his body into the air with all his strength.
"Boom!"
The truck, which was already dying, burst into flames and finally stopped to complete its mission.
"Pfft" Yang Luo, who was in the air, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His body was pushed out by a huge energy. The moment he landed, he supported the ground with both hands while resisting the burning pain in his back, and his body jumped forward. A few meters away, the impact was relieved.
"Yang Luo!" There was a yell full of evil spirits, and even Ghost Fox didn't notice it. The moment Yang Luo was injured, her heart suddenly ached, and her delicate body floated up on the car in a strange posture. , and then quickly rushed towards Yang Luo.
Hong Yejun and the Red Army brothers saw that Yang Luo was injured, their eyes were bloodshot, and they pulled the trigger with a roar.
"Tack tap"
The sound of submachine guns firing one after another in the smoke, under the crazy blow of the Red Army brothers, there were desperate screams like the wailing of small animals everywhere.
Here is full of crazy, bloody, and violent killings. Everyone has no mercy from human beings, and human life is worthless here.
As soon as Yang Luo turned over on the ground and grabbed someone who didn't know who had thrown it, before charging, he looked up at a commander who was scurrying left and right, with a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth.
"boom!"
The running figure of the major paused, his head burst into a bloody flower, his mouth was opened, and his unwilling eyes stared slowly down to the ground.
"How are you, Yang Luo?" Ghost Fox ran over and asked.
Yang Luo jumped up on the ground: "I can't die!" As he said that, he pulled the trigger before charging, and a violent aura filled the surroundings, and he stepped forward and rushed forward, the kind of way to face the enemy, face the scattered "chaos" The flying bullets had no fear of pride, and instantly lit the blood of the Red Army brothers behind them.Is it possible for the glory of the British Aircraft to rely on those trash-like Self-Defense Forces? Where the hell is the katana spirit, the kamikaze spirit?
Hidetaka Tojo closed his eyes and stopped looking at the electronic screen, his skinny hands clenched tightly into fists. The picture was taken by satellite, and the faces of the characters could not be seen clearly, but he knew that to have such combat power, to be able to wipe out the Black Dragon Society with less than a hundred people, and to beat a battalion of self-defense forces to the ground, there must be someone who Possessing a strange charm, he can turn a group of sheep into tigers on the battlefield, and turn tigers into crazy blood wolves.
"Blood wolf! It seems that I still underestimate you, but I have already taken over this game of chess, and I will definitely not let you leave alive."
"Haha" At the same time, Yang Luo stood in a wilderness on the western outskirts of Nagoya and laughed wildly, "This game of chess has been played so far, as long as we can leave Japan alive, then we are the winners."
At this time, there was no gunshots, no violence, no killings in Nagoya. Those thugs who were robbing and killing just now threw away the items they had snatched from their hands, and those guys who were still working hard on the women also got up, pulled up their pants, picked up their guns and left.
One by one, like taking aphrodisiacs, they shamelessly shouted that those terrorists who attacked Japan will definitely leave, and must revenge for the injured Japan.
They seemed to suffer from amnesia at the same time, not remembering that they were the ones who hurt the Japanese people. In less than half an hour, more people took to the streets, and some of them were still holding photos of Yang Luo, but the photos were taken from a long distance, and their faces were somewhat unclear. Unless you stand opposite Yang Luo and compare them carefully.
It was almost dawn, and those ghosts and monsters were still running around the streets full of energy in order to wash off the stains on their bodies, get a new life, and get the reward of 300 million US dollars. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com