Chapter 1496

Jingwu chenzhen world, Songhu battlefield, September 1937.

At a glance, black smoke billowed, blotting out the sky and the sun, broken walls and walls continued, and there were corpses everywhere, a sea of blood, screams, gunshots and Hawking.

In this Sino Japanese War, the national army has more than 600000 soldiers and the Japanese army has gathered about 200000 troops. The two sides have been fighting fiercely for more than a month.

Neither the Japanese army nor the National Army found that there were thousands of people on the National Army's positions and on the Japanese army's positions in a ratio of three to one.

"Boom ~"

A light cruiser shell landed on the position of a battalion of the national army. At least 100 people were killed instantly, and more than 100 people were seriously injured or fainted.

"Is this my weapon?"

Panlong world Hongmeng was wearing a tattered military uniform with holes everywhere. The military uniform was completely dyed dark red by gunsmoke and blood. It could not be seen whether it was the military uniform of the central army or the local miscellaneous army.

He looked up at the dense planes in the sky and the polished rifle in his hand. It was a famous equipment in the national army. A rifle with a long history was made in Hanyang, and his face became stiff.

Slightly adapted to his weak body, Hongmeng gently pulled the bolt of the gun, looked at the only two bullets inside, his facial muscles couldn't help shaking a few times, and then couldn't help closing his eyes.

Although wanjielou sealed them as ordinary people, they did not break their contact with magic mobile phones. Now they almost know what kind of hell copy they have entered.

But I never thought that I only gave him a handgun made in Hanyang and only two bullets.

"Envy ~"

The stars on one side of the world grew larger, and Lin Meng said in a secluded way. His tone was full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

He has only a broadback broadsword in his hand. If it is intact, he will not say anything. There is no broadsword with only two fingers and wide blades left. Can such a knife cut people to death?

"Seeing the weapons in your hands, my mood suddenly changed a lot."

The stars hiding in the position tunnel became bigger, and the world Hongmeng smiled.

In his hand, he held a medium official rifle, which was more advanced than that made in Hanyang, and one more bullet than Hongmeng in Panlong world. What else can he complain about.

"How do you fight?"

Panlong big world Lin Lei holds a kitchen knife in his hand and curls up under the position. He doesn't dare to stand up at all.

In the corner of his eye, he could clearly see the regular troops around him, dying almost every minute and every second.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, Lin Lei of Panlong world also knows that the Japanese army of the other party is much stronger than their national army, both in equipment and sharpness.

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the customer of wanjielou. Leng Feng has successfully got a kill!"

Just in Wanjie building, customers were complaining about the unspeakable weapons in their hands, and a clear reminder sounded in their ears, accompanied by impassioned music.

"Get a kill so soon!"

In the position tunnel, the leader of Tongtian cult frowned and covered with black lines. He was constantly pulling the bolt made by Hanyang in his hand to adapt to his weak body and worn-out weapons. Suddenly he heard a reminder in his ear, and his face was a little ugly.

He has to adapt not only to his weak body, but also to his old weapons. Compared with some regular soldiers from the scientific and technological world, the strength gap between the two sides is too large.

"I always feel a little unsafe. Dig down."

Looking at the bodies of several national troops torn apart by a bomb, Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't help shaking. He quickly bent down to dig the tunnel again with his shovel.

Losing his strong strength, he had no sense of security at all. He always felt that the tunnel of the position was too shallow. He wanted to dig a tunnel 100 meters deep and hide below.

"Younger martial sister Nuwa, can you lend me your weapon?"

The zhunti Taoist had only a wooden stick with a thick arm. Looking at the Czech machine gun in Nu Wa's hand, he almost drooled.

With such powerful firepower, aircraft, artillery and warships, the Japanese army is likely not to engage in close combat. The weapons of the national army are so poor that it is impossible to attack actively. How can he kill the enemy with only one wooden stick?

Nuwa tightly hugged the Czech machine gun and suddenly lost her strong strength. Only the only weapon in her hand can make her feel safe.

"Ding Dong! The Western alliance of gods is completely destroyed!"

On the public platform, the number of deaths is increasing. However, they are intermittent deaths. Suddenly, the reminder sound of calm for a long time sounded again.

The alliance of Western gods is a world connected by ten thousand boundary buildings. It is an alliance composed of some Western gods and Western powers.

They thought they used the identity of Americans to sneak into the Japanese positions and harvest a wave of enemies with bombs. Who knows, they were directly shot dead by the Japanese with machine guns.

"Separate quickly. Our goal is too obvious."

The sweeping monk of Shaolin Buddhist sect saw that people in Shaolin Buddhism were constantly shot in the head, especially when he heard the game reminder, he shouted quickly.

They were only sniped by the Japanese infantry before. However, when he heard that all the Western God alliance were killed in battle, he thought they were killed by a bomb. Only then did he think that the Japanese airmen in the sky might find a vast expanse of white below and drop the bomb.

"We can't hide down there like this, can we?"

Shi Hao looked at the Japanese positions from time to time with the corpse of a Japanese army. His face was ugly. They were almost suppressed by the other party's people.

It made him feel too stuffy.

"Everyone listen to the order! Ten minutes after the commander's order, launch a general attack and recapture the lost position. If anyone is afraid of the enemy and fails to move forward, the supervision team will directly engage in military justice."

Just then, a roar sounded behind all the positions, and in the rear of the position, a central army with weapons aimed at the position with cold eyes.

All the people in the wanjielou said, "······".

"Dudu ·······"

With the sound of the charge signal, the national army in all positions poured out, everywhere, like an ant colony, one after another rushed towards the Japanese position.

All the people in wanjielou, except the customers of the Chinese Department, rushed up with boiling blood, and everyone else looked reluctant.

There are planes on it, warships in the sea, and countless Japanese troops are frantically pulling the trigger on the Japanese positions. It's like walking in a hail of bullets. Whether they can live or not depends entirely on luck.

"Teacher, you follow us."

Jiang LAN, Xiaoyao Tianzun, Piaoyu Tianzun and others were holding all kinds of old rifles in front of Hongmeng, Lin Meng and others, moving forward slowly.

This time, in the "supreme glory" activity, it doesn't matter whether they can pass or not. If Lin Meng and Hong Meng can pass, they may break through the bottleneck of the top of level 10 intermediate level and become level 10 advanced level.

"Finally rushed to the position!"

Xiaoyao Tianzun and Piaoyu Tianzun were killed one after another. Hongmeng and other talents rushed to the position and handed over with the Japanese Short soldiers.

"Baga!"

A Japanese soldier carrying a 38 rifle shouted at Panlong big world Hongmeng and rushed over.

When Hong Meng of Panlong world heard the speech, he frowned, his eyes twinkled with cold light, and greeted him. He was not afraid of these Japanese troops in close combat.

"Fuck NIMA, you Japanese devils wait. When the activity is over, I will kill all the Japanese devils I can kill."

Not far away, Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty, was stabbed in the stomach by a Japanese army, lying on the ground, screaming in pain and cursing.

Sun Wukong and Yue Fei couldn't protect the eight of them at all. Even if Yue Fei rescued them in time, he was stabbed and almost died.

For the sake of relative fairness, all the injuries will act on the nerves of wanjielou customers like real injuries.

It can be imagined how much the spoiled song Huizong Zhao Ji felt and how much he hated the Japanese devil who gave him a knife.

"Shit! I want to destroy Japan."

Gorzan, a monster transmitted by the silver light column on the Wanjie mall, looks ferocious and resents.

He really didn't expect to be killed by a Japanese soldier with a stone. He will never forget that bloodthirsty face.

Gorzan is a monster. His body has been turned into a human. It is even more difficult to adapt to guns and melee.

He was lucky enough to run to the position. As a result, a Japanese soldier rode on the ground and beat him. I don't know where the Japanese soldier touched a stone and smashed him to death.

"You're dead, too?"

"You're dead, too?"

"How did you die?"

"Cough... Cough... Or don't you say it?"

·······

On the square of Wanjie mall, less than ten minutes from the melee, more than half of the customers of Wanjie building have been killed.

However, most of the customers of Wanjie building were not killed in close combat. Most of them were killed on the road of charging and under guns.

Wanjielou customers are sealed as ordinary people because of their cultivation experience. However, some ordinary moves can still be remembered. They have the upper hand in melee combat.

"It's too difficult. I don't know if the teachers can support them to the end."

On the square of Wanjie mall, Xiaoyao Tianzun and Piaoyu Tianzun looked uneasy. There were too many customers in Wanjie building.

The survivability on the battlefield has nothing to do with the strength of wanjielou customers.

On the contrary, people like cold front of war wolf world, Teng Qingshan of Jiuding world and Captain America have stronger survivability on the battlefield.

They have participated in such a similar battlefield and know their survivability on the battlefield like the back of their hands.

"Help me find out which countries in the world connected by wanjielou have a war with Japan. I want to fund their space warships, atomic bombs and laser weapons and ravage them severely."

Many customers of Wanjie building roared hysterically.

Many of them have touched the barrier of breaking through to the next level. This time, the supreme glory is entirely an opportunity for them to break through to the next level.

Now it has been erased by the Japanese army. They can't complain that the copy set by Wanjie building is too difficult. They can only complain that the Japanese army doesn't cooperate.

"Send troops. Send troops to me now. In the future, slaves all over the country will be provided by the island country."

Under the silver light column, two more figures appeared. Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty, and Zhu houzhao, Emperor Zhengde, were furious.

Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty, was stabbed to death by random knives. Zhengde Emperor Zhu houzhao was most directly killed by a bomb.

Zhou Yang, "········".

It has nothing to do with me!