I rise from the sword

Chapter 397 Chasing Yang Lin, Suicide

"The Chinese soldier who attacked us with a machine gun is nearby!"

"There are also those Chinese soldiers who use flamethrowers, and they are all around here!"

"Find him quickly and destroy him!!!"

The devil officers of the Death Squad held guns in their hands and searched carefully among the ruins of the explosion.

"Damn it, I've seen people looking for money, and I've seen people looking for girls, but it's really rare to see someone looking for death!"

"That's good, then I will fulfill you!"

Yang Lin heard the voices of the devils and their footsteps.

He immediately leaned against the corner of the wall, and at the same time raised his hand to signal that the two men should also hide.

Yang Lin saw a few devil officers outside the house through the crack in the wall, he decisively took out a few high-explosive grenades from the portable space, then pulled the safety and threw them out.

"Bang, bang bang..."

The high-explosive grenade flew out from behind the broken wall and landed at the feet of the devil officers of the Death Squad, making a burst of impact.

"Baga! It's a grenade!"

"Lie down, lie down quickly!!!"

Seeing the grenade on the ground, the little devil immediately yelled in horror, and was about to lie down to avoid it.

Unfortunately, Yang Lin had thought of this a long time ago. When he opened the safety of the grenade, he deliberately held it in his hand and waited for two seconds before throwing it out.

Therefore, almost as soon as the grenade fell to the ground, it exploded, giving the little devil no chance to dodge at all.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!—"

The devil soldiers around and the devil officers of the Death Squad were blown to pieces on the spot, and their bodies flew backward uncontrollably along with the shock wave of the explosion.

Immediately, like dead dogs, they fell heavily on the ground, splashing dust all over the place.

More little devils were splashed and killed by broken shrapnel.

"what!"

"Ah ah ah..."

More than 10 wounded devil soldiers screamed and fell on the street outside the house, and a few of them were even more unlucky and were crushed under the collapsed ruins.

"Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to the host, kill 1 enemy captain officer, special reward 10 boxes of shock bombs; merit value +900, experience value +900."

"Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to the host, kill one lieutenant officer of the enemy army, 1 official rifles, 10 boxes of 7.92mm caliber general-purpose rifle ammo in special rewards; Merit value +10, experience value +600."

"Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to the host, kill 1 enemy second lieutenant officer, a special reward of 100 Tony helmets; merit value +300, experience value +300."

"Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to the host, kill a second lieutenant officer of the enemy army, a special reward of 1 marching water bottles; merit value +100, experience value +300."

"Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to the host..."

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Yang Lin temporarily blocked the system prompts, and then rushed out from the collapsed houses that were mostly roofless.

He glanced at the devil soldiers who fell on the ground, most of them had died in the explosion just now.

However, some devil soldiers were injured by shrapnel and did not die on the spot. They lay dying in a pool of blood, cursing, screaming, or begging for help.

"Little devil of Gou Ri, his life is quite big."

"But you met a good person today, sir, I will be a good person to the end today, and send the ghost to the Palace of Hades."

After all, Yang Lin kicked the ghost soldiers who were lying on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief, then took out remote control bombs and put them under the bodies of these little devils.

After hiding the booby trap, Yang Lin immediately called out to the nearby devil soldiers in Japanese.

"Baga! Those damn Chinese soldiers have been beaten away, hurry up and chase them!"

"Hurry up, the flamethrowers in their hands have run out of fuel, don't let them escape!!!"

Hearing Yang Lin's shout, the devil soldiers around were immediately attracted.

Soon, they found the wounded lying on the ground.

"Come here quickly, someone here is injured!"

As soon as the devil soldiers yelled, many people immediately came up to rescue the injured comrades.

It is worth mentioning that although the little devil is not as good as a beast, he often ignores the life and death of his companions on the battlefield, but that is when the battle situation is tense.

At that time, they didn't even care about their own lives, so how could they care about the life and death of their companions.

However, when the battle situation is not tense and when they are not in danger, they will still rescue their companions. After all, who hasn't been in trouble yet?
"Small...be careful...yes...yes...fried...fried...fried..."

The devil wounded soldiers saw Yang Lin burying and blowing up on them, but they were so injured that they couldn't explain clearly for a while, and what could have been clearly explained by Yang Lin was also confused by Yang Lin.

"Ah? What did you say?"

The devil soldiers who rescued him couldn't hear what their companions were saying at all, and thought they were thanking themselves, so they immediately said no thanks, and also kindly reminded the other party that the injury was too serious, don't talk, and keep your strength.

Yang Lin, who was hiding not far away, saw such a "warm" scene, he couldn't bear to destroy such a scene, decided to keep this beautiful scene in the minds of those little devils forever, and decisively pressed the detonation button on the remote control button.

"Boom!"

"Boom, boom, boom!—"

There was a sudden explosion, and clusters of scarlet fireworks rose on the ground. Before the ghost soldiers who rescued their companions realized what was going on, they were blown out even with their weapons.

Dozens of little devils were blown to a pulp, they fell miserably around, dead, injured, some even had their hands, feet, and limbs blown off...

This scene was completely within Yang Lin's expectation. He didn't even look back, and led the members of the Special Operations Team to attack the enemy with various practical weapons such as grenades and flamethrowers.

All in all, it is to use whatever weapon is suitable, and where there are many devils, they will throw high-explosive grenades there.

"Baga! Bastard, these damn Chinese soldiers are really hateful and cunning!"

The little devils thought that they could effectively break through the firepower net of the Zhongrui regiment by using smoke bombs, but who knew, it became their nightmare instead.

The devil soldiers behind couldn't see the situation ahead, and they were still rushing forward. Moreover, the devil machine gunners and grenadiers couldn't see the situation ahead because their sight was blocked, so they didn't dare to fire rashly. fire support.

So, under the obstruction of the smoke, the little devils who attacked the troops seemed to be a lone army without backup.

Of course, strictly speaking, they can't be called a lone army, because the devil soldiers behind are still rushing forward.

As a result, they naturally fell into the ambush circle of Yang Lin and the Spike Special Forces.

Faced with Yang Lin's endless offensive methods, the devil soldiers were beaten like bereaved dogs, and they had no power to fight back.

It's a joke, in a certain environment, if ordinary soldiers can be the opponents of special forces, then there will be ghosts.

Special forces, in addition to being far superior to ordinary soldiers in all aspects of physical fitness, their weapons are also far more advanced than ordinary soldiers, and they are also very good at using terrain to defeat the enemy.

Therefore, the white smoke on the battlefield is like a grave dug by the little devil himself.

The ghost soldiers looked around for hiding places like bereaved dogs, or hid in the prevention.

These little devils naively thought that the house could be used as their shelter to effectively block the attack of the Zhongrui Regiment, thereby protecting their lives.

Little did they know, they were asking for a dead end in doing so!
Yang Lin quickly moved to the corner, pointed the muzzle of the flamethrower at the window, and decisively pressed the attack button.

"call out!"

"Shhhhhhhh!!!"

The flamethrower was originally designed to deal with the enemies hiding in the bunker. If the lethality of the flamethrower can only reach 50.00% in an empty space, then in a confined space like a bunker, it can definitely Reaching [-]%, the enemy has no chance to escape.

If anything is the bane of a flamethrower, it's the fuel in the fuel tank.

Unfortunately, because of the existence of the system, Yang Lin is like a bug, and the fuel for the flamethrower on his back is simply inexhaustible.

"Buzz! Buzz!—"

Soon, blazing fireworks filled the entire house, burning all life and combustibles in the house.

"Baga! Flamethrower, it's a flamethrower!"

"These damned Chinese people used flamethrowers against us again..."

The little devils in the house yelled in horror. They wanted to escape from the house, but it was too late.

The violent fireworks ignited their clothes in an instant, ripped their burned skin apart, and screamed again and again.

"Uh, uh, uh..."

Inside the house, the screams of the little devils kept coming and going, accompanied by severe coughing from time to time.

Because in addition to fireworks, there is also thick smoke.

A group of devil soldiers who were on fire rolled back and forth on the ground in pain, howling heart-piercingly.

Soon, however, their torment was over.

The semi-enclosed house is like an oven with its own heat preservation effect, which burns these little devils alive in a short while, turning them into human-shaped coke.

Under the cover of smoke, Yang Lin and the members of the Spike Special Forces looked like a group of bloodthirsty killers.

They fought with the little devils in the streets, burning and killing them all the way, leaving no one alive.

The devil's attacking troops were beaten dizzy by the Spike Special Forces led by Yang Lin, and the rhythm of the attack was completely disrupted.

What annoyed the little devils the most was that because they were not familiar with the terrain, they didn't even have a chance to find Yang Lin and his desperate efforts.

Instead, being led by the nose by Yang Lin and the others, corpses would appear on the ground from time to time.

"Baga! These damn Chinese soldiers are as cunning as mice!"

"Baga! Where are the damned Chinese soldiers?"

"Find these nasty Chinese soldiers and wipe them out! Avenge the imperial army!"

"Sir, I seem to have seen those damn Chinese soldiers, they are in that direction!"

"Yoxi! Hurry up and catch up, don't let them run away again!!!"

A group of devil soldiers found Yang Lin's trail and reported the situation, so the devil officer led them to chase him immediately.

"Snapped!"

"Clap clap clap..."

While chasing, the little devils pulled the bolt to shoot. Unfortunately, the guns in their hands were all bolt-action rifles. Every time they fired a shot, they had to pull the bolt to reload the bullet, and the rate of fire was extremely slow.

Although the devil soldiers' marksmanship is very good, it is still very difficult to hit a moving target, not to mention that the target they are chasing is Yang Lin.

Yang Lin turned a corner and was about to use the flamethrower to attack the little devil who was chasing after him, but found that the oil in the oil storage tank had been used up.

He immediately retracted the flamethrower into the system space, and was about to replace it with another one, but he glanced at the little devil chasing after him, and suddenly changed his mind.

It's so boring to use a flamethrower all the time, he wants to change his posture, uh, no, it's a way.

Yang Lin wants to deal with the devils chasing soldiers in another way.

"Gou Ri misses you little devil, since you are not afraid of death, then keep chasing after him, but don't regret it later!"

Yang Lin looked away, fearing that the little devil would be left behind, he probably slowed down to attract the little devil into a narrow alley.

Immediately, Yang Lin pushed his feet hard, and with the help of the walls on both sides, he climbed over to the roof of the house on one side.

The alley is extremely narrow, less than two meters wide, so Yang Lin looks like a battalion running up.

This alley may not have been bombed much, so the walls on both sides are relatively intact, and it is simply an excellent "feng shui treasure".

Yang Lin immediately took out a 6-tube Vulcan Gatling from the system space, and quickly bumped into a long chain of canvas bullets.

Perhaps the little devil hated Yang Lin, so when the chase came, the team grew a lot.

When we got to the entrance of the alley, there were a total of 50 people, almost a small team.

Because the alley was too narrow, these little devils could not spread out, so they lined up in two irregular rows.

In this way, it seems that they are queuing up to die!

Yang Lin originally thought about whether these little devils would be so easily fooled, but now it seems that his worries are completely superfluous.

People who are blinded by hatred and those who are blinded by love are indeed the same, and their IQ is about zero.

"Little devil, come on, come more!"

"Zizizizizizizizizizizizizizizizizizizizizizi..."

The sound of Vulcan Gatling's gun is very different from that of other machine guns. Although it does not have the breathtaking and violent sound of other machine guns, its lethality is only strong but not weak.

With the rapid rotation of Lu and the gun barrel, a large rain of hot bullets suddenly poured out, covering the little devils in the alley.

"Ugh!"

"Uh, uh, uh..."

The walls on both sides of the alley were immediately riddled with holes by the rain of machine gun bullets, and large pieces of mud were scattered and fell to the ground.

The little devils rushing in front of them didn't realize what was going on, their bodies were ruthlessly penetrated by the dense bullet rain, and they collapsed to the ground one after another.

The splashed blood stained the ground and the walls on both sides red, how could the scene be described as 'miserable'...

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(End of this chapter)