A flag with the word 'death' fluttered in the wind. At the same time, in the regiment headquarters behind them, booming sounds filled the sky. Ye Fan and the others lay there and waited patiently.
The cannon suddenly stopped. Ye Fan stood up suddenly and took the flag of death in his hand. He shouted,"Brothers, charge!"
Following Ye Fan's furious roar, all the members of the suicide squad rushed out of the trenches at the same time. The big flag with the word 'death' fluttered in the wind.
At this moment, Ye Fan thought of that sentence again: As long as the soldiers did not die, the country would not die!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The machine guns that had been mobilized opened fire at the same time, and a series of bullets poured out like crazy.
And those rifles and grenades. Rows of flames danced, suppressing the elite Japanese firepower.
Taking advantage of this gap, the members of the suicide squad rushed forward with all their might. Ye Fan also took the lead and stabbed the flag into the ground, taking the lead to kill.
Ye Fan rushed over and shouted. For some reason, perhaps because his body had been strengthened, he saw a series of bullets flying past him.
One of his brothers was not so lucky. He staggered and was about to fall, but he tried his best to stabilize his body. However, he still fell after a few steps.
Ye Fan was not sad because he did not have time to be sad. He rushed to the front to block as many bullets as possible!
Soon, the Japanese firepower was suppressed again. The high ground they occupied was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and they were well-equipped.
The members of the suicide squad had no choice but to lie down temporarily. Bullets kept flying past their scalps. In front of them, a heavy machine gun was mounted high up, suppressing the suicide squad members so that they did not dare to raise their heads.
"Ye Fan, kid Ye, are you dead?”Lu Cheng looked at the concentrated firepower and shouted loudly.
"I'm lucky. I won't die!" Ye Fan replied loudly.
Lu Cheng was also delighted when he heard this. He immediately shouted,"Kill that heavy machine gun. The rest of you, cover Ye Fan."
Needless to say, the others raised their guns to cover him. Only then did Ye Fan raise his head and aim at the heavy machine gun.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A string of bullets flew over, directly lifting up a layer of soil.
"Bah!"
Ye Fan spat and aimed at the heavy machine gun again.
Ye Fan's finger gently rested on the trigger as he silently muttered in his heart until the gunshot rang out.
Ye Fan saw that the person who was holding the heavy machine gun fell onto the heavy machine gun without a sound.
Soon, another person moved the person away. Before his hands could hold the butt of the gun, he was killed by Ye Fan!
After losing the suppression of the heavy machine guns, the rest of the suicide squad members were shocked. They jumped up from the ground and rushed out.
"Buzz!"
With the appearance of this voice, Ye Fan only saw that the soldier who had drawn the black "death" character had already approached a building. How resolutely did he pull the explosive bag at his waist!
Boom!
A loud bang struck Ye Fan's heart. This was something that could not be helped. Sometimes, only this could open up a path!
Immediately after, Ye Fan saw another person. Similarly, he also rushed to another fortification and pulled the grenade at his waist!
The warrior was like a phoenix bathed in fire, his entire body pouncing towards the fortification!
Boom!
In an instant, the position that was still firing wildly seemed to have taken a mute drug. Everything returned to silence.
Ye Fan looked at this scene and was speechless for a long time. He did not need tears, nor did he need pity. Heroes don't need pity!
Ye Fan flipped over and stood up, flying forward. The current him only needed to kill, kill crazily!
Swoosh--
Ye Fan waved the long gun in his hand. With a turn of the gun, he shot a Japanese who was pulling the bolt to death.
Ye Fan went crazy, completely crazy. The bayonet in his hand was raised, and he slashed again and again, killing the next target he could see.
At this moment, all the brothers of Third Company were rushing up the path that had been opened up by their bodies.
Ye Fan saw Lu Cheng brandishing his saber, Xu Shan brandishing his left and right bow, and even Shi Tou, who was still trembling all over. Many of them even killed 1,000 enemies and injured 800 of themselves, ignoring the injuries on their bodies.
Stone was really afraid. He was only eighteen years old, but he had no choice but to go to the battlefield. However, he was still breaking through his limits.
No one was born a hero, and no one was born fearless.
Ye Fan completely gave his back to the Japanese. A knife stabbed into the chest of a Japanese, and Ye Fan also suffered a knife on his back.
"Hehe." Ye Fan sneered and flipped his right hand. Without looking back, he slashed a five-centimeter wound on the neck of the person behind him!
He twisted his spine. Although there was a wave of pain, Ye Fan did not care at all. Instead, about a minute later, there seemed to be an itchy feeling on his back. Following that, his entire body was filled with endless strength!
The current Ye Fan was a killing machine, a killing machine that did not know fatigue. I dare to exchange my life with yours, do you dare? I dare to fight you one by one, do you dare? I dare!
Now it was at least four chapters a day, and he only wanted to spend all kinds of tickets ~
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