More than 30 puppet soldiers were still eating hotpot while laughing and laughing. They were discussing how to harm the people of Great Xia and the smelly feet of the Grand Lord.
In the best room in the bunker, five or six Japanese were playing cards.
The deadly poison gas had already spread.
A minute later, everyone gradually felt that something was wrong. It was getting harder and harder for them to breathe.
"D * mn, it's winter and the weather is too cold. I'm having trouble breathing outside. Brothers, I'm going into the bunker first.”
A puppet soldier who was eating hotpot cursed as he got up and planned to enter the bunker.
In the next moment, the puppet soldier's vision turned black and he died. It turned out that the poison gas had completely melted his respiratory tract. If he couldn't breathe, he was dead.
"Brother Chen, what's wrong?"
The puppet soldiers around him were a little flustered and wanted to help him up. In the next moment, their vision turned black and they died.
"What's going on?”
The remaining puppet soldiers were panicking. They did not understand what was going on. The brothers who were eating hotpot together had all fallen. There was no enemy attack. Could it be a supernatural event?
Before they could figure it out, they were also poisoned to death.
"Baka, what are these Chinese pigs arguing about?”
The five or six Japanese in the bunker heard the chaos of the puppet soldiers outside and were a little unhappy. One of the Japanese who was in a bad mood after losing stood up and planned to teach the puppet soldiers a lesson and vent his anger.
However, as soon as he stood up, he immediately knelt down and died.
"Koizumi, what's wrong?"
The rest of the Japanese were shocked. They stood up and tried to get close to Koizumi, but in the next moment, they all knelt down and died from the poison!
In just a few minutes, all the Japanese in the bunker died. This was the power of the colorless and odorless poison gas produced by the system!
The only survivor was Su Han. He had put on a gas mask in advance, so he was fine.
As Su Han stood there and waited, the system's voice kept ringing.
"Ding! The host has used poison gas to kill a puppet soldier. A three-bada shield has dropped! Plus a hundred bullets!"
"Ding! The host has used poison gas to kill 10 puppet soldiers. An AK-47 and 1,000 bullets will drop!”
"Ding! The host has used poison gas to kill six Japanese. A 60mm mortar and ten cannonballs have dropped!”
"Ding! The host has used poison gas to take down a Japanese bunker. A custom-made Barrett sniper rifle has dropped! And a thousand bullets!"
"The system is really f * cking awesome!"
When Su Han heard these notifications, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. After this wave of attacks, he had become a tycoon. There were more than 30 Sanbada lids and more than 3,000 bullets in the system space.
Four AK-47s and a thousand bullets!
A 60mm mortar and ten rounds!
A custom-made Barrett sniper rifle! And a thousand bullets!
Su Han's favorite reward was the Barrett. This was a top-notch sniper rifle. He had god-level spear techniques. A sniper rifle in his hands was a super killing weapon!
In Su Han's eyes, the system was very powerful in all aspects. The only drawback was that the notifications were too dense. Although it was pleasant to hear, it was a little annoying to hear too many of them.
"System, can you turn off the notification?”
Su Han asked.
"Yes, from now on, the reward notification sound will be turned off. The host can check the reward on his own. At the same time, the notification sound can be turned on again at any time!”
the system replied.
"Not bad, not bad. The system is quite gingko!”
Su Han was satisfied.
Su Han waited in place for ten minutes, and only came over to check the scene after he found that there was no movement in the bunker.
In the end, he found that all the Japanese and puppet soldiers had died.
This made Su Han very happy. After waiting for another ten minutes, the poisonous gas was blown away. He took off the gas mask and stored it in the system space. He also took out the psychic carrier pigeon.
Su Han walked into the Japanese's room, took out a piece of paper and a pen, and wrote a letter.
"I'm a puppet soldier from the Heavenly King Mountain. I've abandoned the dark and joined the light. I plan to join the Balu Army and destroy the Japanese with my countrymen.”
"I have killed all the Japanese and puppet soldiers in the Heavenly King Mountain bunker. Please bring your men over to pick up the equipment as soon as you receive the letter!”
After Su Han finished writing the letter, he tied it to the Psychic Messenger Pigeon's leg and instructed.
"Go, send this letter to the nearby balu!”
"Kaka."
The carrier pigeon rubbed its head against Su Han's arm to show that it understood. Then, it spread its wings and flew away like an arrow.
Su Han watched the carrier pigeon leave and turned around to enter the bunker again. He had his eyes on the Japanese's living supplies.
Canned meat, canned fruit, cigarettes, and alcohol. Su Han took two-thirds of these things.
The Balu Army was poor, and they didn't want the Bald Army to rob the commoners. Hence, their lives were very hard. Their lives were tight, and their regiment commander could only eat coarse grain.
Su Han wanted to fight the Japanese, but he also hoped that he could live a good life.
Therefore, Su Han had to stock up in advance and store two-thirds of the daily supplies in this Japanese bunker into the system space. He would be able to live comfortably in the Balu army.
Su Han did not want the remaining one-third of the living supplies, as well as the weapons and ammunition. He would treat them all as a token of loyalty to join the balu!
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The psychic messenger pigeon flew for a distance and finally found a Balu army unit. Its number was the new regiment, and its commander was Li Yunlong!
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