At this moment, there was a row of small trees the size of a fist in front of the bushes. The dense branches had been cut off.
There was nothing strange about this.
However, there was a person on each of the small trees.
That's right, it was the Japanese.
The fist-sized tree trunk was sharpened and pierced through from the bottom. Then, it came out from its mouth. Blood dripped down like spring water, forming small blood pools on the ground.
Moreover, the head, hands, and feet of each corpse had been chopped off. They were scattered around the wooden stake. There was even one whose stomach had been cut open, and the internal organs were obviously much less.
Crack.
At this moment, all the Japanese soldiers clenched their fists tightly as if they were about to crush them. Their eyes were bloodshot. Ever since they invaded China, they were the only ones who had the right to torture and kill Chinese people. When had it ever been their turn to be tortured and killed?
Even if they were captured, the Chinese troops did not dare to do anything to them. They even had to provide them with good food and drinks.
But now?
"Baka."
The captain of the Japanese squadron cursed. His expression was as ugly as if his parents had died.
This was Jiang Chen's plan, of course. He wanted to let these devils know that Huaxia people were brave and could be cruel. Since they had chosen to invade, they had to be prepared to be tortured and killed.
As a transmigrator, he didn't think that animals like the Japanese could be educated. Countless bloody facts told him that violence was the only choice.
Moreover, the old ancestor had already said that good horses would be ridden by others, and good people would be bullied by others. The Japanese had already fought their way in, and only blood and slaughter could make these guys understand that the Chinese were never to be trifled with.
Whoosh.
At this moment, the Japanese squadron leader drew his katana, and a cold light instantly splashed out. He suddenly waved it forward and roared,"Go, kill, kill all the villagers.。。”
Bang!
Before he could finish his sentence, an ear-piercing gunshot rang out. A specially made golden bullet whistled through the air, instantly tearing through the air and making a whooshing sound. With lightning speed, it entered his large mouth.
Whoosh.
Under the terrified gazes of the surrounding Japanese, his entire head exploded like a ripe watermelon. Scarlet blood mixed with pale brain matter splattered in all directions like raindrops.
This?
The Japanese's eyes were about to pop out. They were sure that they had heard gunshots, but what kind of gun was so powerful that it could blow up a person's head in one shot?
"Be on guard."
Kakaka.
Following the vice squadron leader's roar, the Japanese soldiers quickly scattered, crouched down, and leaned on the car and the iron turtle shell. The guns of the 38 big covers were aimed at the surroundings, and the crooked guns were also set up.
In the forest.
Whoosh.
Jiang Chen was very satisfied with the Desert Eagle. He hadn't read so many beginner spear skill experience books for nothing. His spear skills had improved significantly. Moreover, the Desert Eagle was very powerful. If it was matched with the special armor-piercing bullet, once it exploded, it would definitely be a bloody mess.
Swoosh.
Jiang Chen felt a little regretful when he looked at the Japanese who were on guard outside. He had come a little late. The time for ten times the drop rate had passed. Otherwise, how many good things would have been dropped by these fifty or sixty Japanese and a squadron leader?
Shaking his head, he took out the six-barreled Vulcan Cannon from the virtual warehouse with a thought. He lifted the drive motor on his back, rewound the ammunition chain, and dragged it on the ground. His right hand pressed the start button.
Wuuuu.
Driven by the motor, the six barrels slowly rotated.
Huala, huala.
It was a little heavy, but it was still alright. Jiang Chen strode out of the forest with the six-barreled Vulcan Cannon in his hand. Buttface, Tie Zhu, and the others were sent to the back to block the Japanese's escape route. He didn't want to let any of them go.
Wuuuu.
The speed of the rotation was getting faster and faster. At this moment, concentrated gunshots were heard. A dazzling tongue of fire spewed out, about half a meter long.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
The trees in front of them were torn apart by the dense bullets. Leaves and branches flew in the air, and large pieces of wood chips filled the air. The bullets poured out like water, instantly setting off a metal storm of death that enveloped the Japanese.
Puff! Puff!
The sound of flesh being torn apart could be heard. A few Japanese soldiers were shot into pieces by bullets without even knowing what had happened. Some of the bullets fell to the ground, and countless mud flew up, leaving behind fist-sized bullet holes.
Thump thump.
While firing, Jiang Chen walked out. He waved his hands slightly, and the bullets that spurted out immediately drew elegant arcs, shooting at the Japanese who were leaning against the military vehicle.
Clang, clang, clang.
The sound of metal colliding could be heard as bullet holes appeared one after another. In less than a second, the fuel tank exploded. With a loud bang, the entire car exploded into a huge fireball. The burning wreckage swept up, and the surrounding dozens of Japanese soldiers were sent flying without even letting out a scream. When they landed on the ground, they had already become bloody charred corpses.
Hiss.
A large number of gasps sounded. The Japanese who had not been killed felt as if they had seen a ghost. There were fifty to sixty of them, and they had already set up their formation. How could they be suppressed by one person?
"Kill..."
Da da da da.
Just as one of the Japanese shouted, bullets rained down on them like raindrops. Then, there was nothing else. It was useless for them to shrink their heads and lie on the ground like turtles. A layer of soil was directly cut off by the dense bullets. A few Japanese were instantly blown up. That's right, their entire upper bodies were gone and shattered into pieces.
Was he still human?
On the other side of the weeds, a man was staring at the bloody scene in front of him with his mouth agape. Those were the Japanese. In every battle, they had to go all out and it was very difficult to kill them.
But now?
Those Japanese couldn't even lift their heads, let alone shoot. They were beaten into dead dogs.
Many years later, when the man died of old age, he still couldn't forget this scene. A young man holding a strange-looking gun strode towards the Japanese. The bullets swept over like a storm. Nothing could stop them along the way, and everything was turned into ashes.
There was no other way. The six-barreled Vulcan Cannon fired like that. It would kill anyone who stood in its way.
However, Jiang Chen felt that it would be perfect if he had a cigar in his mouth and a pair of sunglasses. The only drawback was that he would never have enough bullets.
Kaka.
Jiang Chen threw away the six-barreled Vulcan Cannon when he had run out of bullets. He took out the Desert Eagle with his right hand. The few surviving Japanese were hiding behind the iron tank.
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