The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Zhao Chuanxin: "Damn it!"

He pulled the gun back, opened the side opening, and continued shooting.

Several other people who rushed up saw that their companions had sacrificed their lives to buy them time, and their faces showed the joy of victory.

However,

There was a magical crack in one side of the stone wall bunker, and the barrel of the machine gun stretched out, almost hitting their faces.

Tata Tata...

For Zhao Chuanxin, it only delayed him for a moment.

The Japanese army was timid.

"He knows magic!"

"Can't beat it!"

"Hold him. The infantry squadron will come to rescue him after a while. I have already sent people to move reinforcements."

Among the entire Lugang Town insurance team, Zhao Chuanxin has the least training.

But he has fought countless battles, fired more bullets, each bullet has a memory, each burst of blood has its proper shape, and every soul taken away is so peaceful...

The feel is purely based on soul feeding, and the experience bar is poured out by the enemy's blood.

Zhao Chuanxin pushed the fortress forward slowly but firmly.

The firepower stopped briefly until the inventory of Madsen machine guns was emptied.

The Japanese brain circuit is also very strange, and they will fight to the death when the axis is strong.

Just like in the Russo-Japanese War, they beat the Russian soldiers out of "Japanese phobia".

Now the group of artillerymen that Zhao Chuanxin was facing came up with force. They mounted heavy machine guns, but Zhao Chuanxin knocked out the machine gunners. Someone immediately took over the position and continued to fire.

Because there is no need for artillery at this distance, more people serve the two heavy machine guns regardless of casualties.

While Zhao Chuanxin was changing bullets, the group of people fought back at him like crazy.

Only when Zhao Chuanxin changed the magazine of a Madsen machine gun did he understand why these people were so crazy.

It turned out that the infantry squadron that was facing Park Seung-yeol and the others behind them turned around and attacked Zhao Chuanxin.

A bullet grazed Zhao Chuanxin's shoulder from behind, and a piece of flesh was missing from the wound.

hiss……

My head was buzzing with pain.

He was also shot once in the chest and once in the cheekbone.

But only the shoulder and head were injured due to the lack of protective gear, and the cheek was only slightly numb.

Zhao Chuanxin immediately lay down on the ground and dug out sand from the secret realm to build the wall.

Now there are stone walls blocking the front and rear, which seems to be impregnable, but Zhao Chuanxin has also lost the flexibility of the mobile fortress and can only shoot on the spot.

His shoulder was burning with pain. Zhao Chuanxin turned around and saw that the wound was very bad, but it did not damage the muscles and bones. It was covered by a hemostatic film and the bleeding stopped instantly.

It affects movement slightly, but overall it's not a big problem.

Just as he was about to get up, he endured the pain and continued to hug the fire.

The homemade grenade he just kicked down must have been filled with phosphorus, and a few flames ignited in spots on the mountainside.

Because it is phosphorus, rainwater cannot destroy it.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly saw a ball of flame extinguished suddenly. This was just a small detail.

But on the battlefield, every detail can kill someone.

Zhao Chuanxin immediately thought of a possibility.

There is a lantern at his feet, which belonged to the dead Japanese soldier.

He picked it up and threw it down the hillside.

A little devil's pale and astonished face was on the hillside, his whereabouts revealed by the light of the lantern.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and shot him to kill him.

As the lantern rolled down, he saw dense Japanese troops surrounding him with rifles.

The dark night is his protective color, and it is also the Japanese army's bunker.

By the time Zhao Chuanxin discovered that he was surrounded, it was already too late to evacuate...

From behind, Park Seung-yeol and Lee Soo-gil said, "Have you noticed that the firepower on the other side is not that strong anymore."

Li Xiuji held the bullet in his mouth, loaded the rifle, fired the shot with a "bang" and quickly retreated to the bunker.

He put the last bullet in his mouth into the rifle, and then bared his teeth and said: "Yes, were most of them wiped out by us?"

Park Shengyeol's expression suddenly changed: "Ah Xi, they have divided their forces to besiege Mr. Zhao."

Li Xiuji was stunned: "What about it?"

Park Seung-yeol gritted his teeth: "No matter the cost, keep attacking!"

Historically, after the guards rebelled, they soon ran out of ammunition and food, and were killed and captured by the Japanese army in the city alleys.

Although Park Seung-yeol didn't know the direction of history, he had a vague feeling that without Zhao Chuanxin, they and the others would become losers.

"Listen carefully, Mr. Zhao is besieged by the Japanese army. We must fight to the death to defeat the Japanese army. Today I, Park Seung-yeol, will fight with my back against the enemy. Do you have the courage to follow me?"

"have!"

"Save Captain Zhao!"

Everyone placed their hope on Zhao Chuanxin, and no one wanted him to die.

Park Seung-yeol gritted his teeth, loaded the last bullet, jumped out of the bunker, shot and ran, shouting: "Axi, let the Japanese bleed like rivers today!"

Everyone rushed out with him: "Axi..."

Li Xiuji looked struggling, his eyes were red, and he jumped out: "Axi..."

The entire Guluji Ridge was plunged into the great tragedy of the intense stage of the war.

These gunshots, cannons, and screams of people neighing,

The monks in the Lotus Temple were trembling with fear. The US Ambassador to South Korea, William Carroll Will, was pacing back and forth anxiously. Xinzhi was gloating but also worried at the same time. The young monk from Lantian clasped his hands and chanted to the Buddha...

As for Zhao Chuanxin, he was already in a hard fight at this time.

How far has it come?

After he was surrounded, Japanese troops from all sides charged at the same time.

Zhao Chuanxin's sand was limited, so he needed to shrink the fortress. At the same time, he was worried that bombs, grenades and other strange things would be thrown in the top of his head, so he had to cover the top of his head.

From a distance, he looked like he was hiding in a stone well without an opening.

Zhao Chuanxin no longer uses the machine gun. The gun in his hand now is a mirror box that he never uses.

The outside of his fortress has been surrounded by Japanese troops. At such a close distance, there is no need for accuracy at all. To hit close to the face, a mirror box with a capacity of 10 rounds has become the first choice.

He squatted down and made an opening underneath.

boom!

A Japanese soldier was shot in the leg.

Then everyone outside fired at the opening, but sparks flew out, and it turned out that the opening had been closed.

Zhao Chuanxin opened an opening behind him.

boom!

One person was shot in the chest, and then the place came under fire again.

How many people are there outside the fort?

There were so many that some Japanese soldiers began to stab the rock fortress with bayonets.

He was screaming strangely, very arrogantly.

Stabbing again and again, he made a mocking sound, mocking Zhao Chuanxin for being a coward.

Zhao Chuanxin used his devil's crystal glasses to see through and raised his left hand. The Japanese soldier holding the bayonet suddenly felt that the bayonet was a bit heavy.

Then he saw the rock "climb" onto the bayonet.

Before he could react, the rock covered his arm like liquid.

Soon, the knife and arms were completely covered by rocks.

The Japanese army was stunned.

"Ah, sorcery, sorcery..."

"Save me, you guys, please save me..."

A Japanese soldier put down his gun, stepped forward and grabbed his stone arm, trying to pull it off.

The rock on the stone arm stretched towards the back of his hand.

"Ah, that's scary."

Zhao Chuanxin created some chaos, took the opportunity to open the hole and fired a few more shots, killing two people.

At this time, the Japanese soldiers were discussing something outside and pointing towards the rock fortress.

Then, Zhao Chuanxin saw them leaving for a while.

Soon, someone came over carrying something.

The perspective ability of the devil crystal glasses was very rough. Zhao Chuanxin could only see the outline of the person, but could not see clearly what he was carrying.

But it might not be a good thing.

So he opened the hole from below and shot out unexpectedly.

boom……

Even the most powerful high-explosive bombs cannot have this kind of power.

Obviously, this little devil was carrying their home-made bombs. He just shot the bomb.

Zhao Chuanxin felt that the rock fortress was shaken by the impact of the bomb. Inside the fortress, his ears were buzzing from the huge echo.

This made him break out in a cold sweat. If a kid approached with a bomb, the consequences would be disastrous.

The little devil over there tries to make another plan when it fails.

At this time, Japan's military industry was far from leading in the world, and many things were still in the exploratory stage.

The field gun among their Trinity rapid-fire guns weighs nearly three times as much as the mountain gun, weighing nearly a ton.

Previously, a cannon was rolled down the mountain by horses.

The other one is also the only field cannon left. At this time, he was surrounded by more than ten people. He pushed hard and turned the muzzle of the gun to aim at the rock fortress.

Zhao Chuanxin has been watching every move of the Japanese army.

Seeing this, he yelled: "I am Cao! You stupid little devil!"

He opened the opening from the side and stepped out.

If you huddle inside the fortress, you will become a target for artillery.

He couldn't care about anything else now. After Zhao Chuanxin came out, he fired seven rounds of bullets from the pistol left and right.

Before the Japanese soldiers outside could react, he shot down five people one after another.

The speed is extremely fast.

They had never seen an enemy that could fire to this extent.

Someone reacted and shot Zhao Chuanxin.

Chest, abdomen, head, calves...

Zhao Chuanxin was shot six times in an instant, two of which effectively wounded him.

He endured the pain and continued to rush forward, replacing the mirror box in his hand with a horse-branded roller.

Pushing the taller Japanese soldier who had been shot by him with one hand, Zhao Chuanxin lowered his head, used the opponent's body as a cover, scanned left and right in a zigzag, and pulled the trigger nimbly and quickly with his fingers.

Although he rarely practiced various tactics on weekdays, at this time, his unprecedented potential burst out. Zhao Chuanxin advanced sixteen steps, and the blood flowed from the direct kill.

The two sides were too close, and some Japanese soldiers opened fire in panic, injuring one of their own.

A Japanese squad leader shouted: "Fix the bayonet, fix the bayonet..."

When Zhao Chuanxin saw the opponent with his bayonet fixed, he advanced instead of retreating and rushed towards him.

He replaced his pistol with a Winchester M1897 shotgun.

One advantage of this gun is that if you hold the trigger tightly and slide the slider, you can fire a burst of fire.

This gun is a pump-action gun, which has a different principle than a single-action revolver, but it has the same purpose.

Shotguns have a wide range of damage.

boom……

boom……

boom……

The little devil, who was a little over 1.5 meters tall, armed with a 1.6-meter gun and a bayonet, was attacking from all sides.

Then they fell in pieces.

Some veterans who survived the Russo-Japanese War couldn't help but think of the storming of the fortress during the attack on Dagushan and Xiaogushan. It was really a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Facing only Zhao Chuanxin now, he actually felt like he was facing the Russian army that day.

Zhao Chuanxin struggled with his back and stumbled forward.

The little Japanese's bayonet stabbed him in the lower back.

His lower body was motionless and his upper body was twisted.

boom……

The two Japanese soldiers behind him were knocked backwards by Winchester M1897 shotguns, their flesh and blood were bruised, and their faces were blurred.

A Japanese soldier roared.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't understand, but he could probably guess that he was reminding his companions that he had protective gear.

The remaining Japanese troops began to greet Zhao Chuanxin's limbs.

Zhao Chuanxin emptied one gun and took out another.

After beating, take it out again.

After beating, take it out again.

Both sides are excited and their eyes are red.

The individual will of the Japanese army cannot be underestimated.

Zhao Chuanxin was exhausted from killing them, but they were still charging, increasing their strength one after another.

All loaded Winchester M1897 shotguns were empty.

Carrying the last gun, Zhao Chuanxin suddenly opened the bayonet of a Japanese soldier and threw the gun towards his face.

"Snapped".

This gun weighs 7 kilograms even when empty. It would be quite unpleasant to hit someone in the face with a piece of iron.

The little devil's face suddenly blossomed.

Zhao Chuanxin rushed forward.

Not far away, another squadron leader of the Japanese army looked at the rifle that had run out of ammunition and gritted his teeth and said: "Everyone, don't leave any one behind. All of you should go back with me and besiege Zhao Chuanxin."

Lee Soo-gil and Park Seung-yeol discovered that the Japanese troops were retreating.

The Ares team also ran out of ammunition.

Park Seung-yeol trotted and installed a bayonet on his gun: "Assi, come on, charge forward, the Japanese army is out of bullets, they have run away."

They thought the Japanese troops had been beaten away.

After they caught up, everyone in the God of War team was stunned.

I saw that the mountain road ahead was not very spacious, and there were layers upon layers of Japanese soldiers. I didn’t know there were hundreds of them.

They swarmed like crazy bees to protect their nests, surrounding the center point.

He roared in his mouth to cheer himself up, and rushed forward like a death squad.

Park Seung-yeol saw Zhao Chuanxin in the center, who was grabbing a Japanese soldier's legs and spinning them in a circle to resist the bayonets around him.

Even the rain can't wash away the sticky blood on the ground, and the corpses on the ground can stagger Japanese soldiers. This scene is unforgettable for a lifetime.

Li Xiuji had never seen such a scene before. His hands and feet were cold and his body was shaking.

He could hear his teeth chattering, and his glasses were smudged by the rain without even reaching out to wipe them.

Park Seung-yeol raised his bayonet and shouted: "Assi, go help Mr. Zhao!"

Everyone woke up from a dream and rushed forward with howls.

Li Xiuji trembled and followed instinctively.

The Japanese troops in front discovered them, turned around, and the two sides fought together.

Park Seung-yeol took a running start and stabbed out suddenly.

Because the knife was fast and powerful, coupled with its inertia, the Japanese soldier was unable to block it and was stabbed through the chest.

Park Seung-yeol put his leg against the Japanese soldier's abdomen and jerked his bayonet back.

A Japanese soldier next to him stabbed him with a bayonet. He blocked it with his rifle, jumped up and kicked the opponent in the head.

The Japanese soldier was not seriously injured, but there was a corpse behind him that was killed by Zhao Chuanxin, and he tripped and fell.

After Park Seung-yeol landed, he sprinted. The Mosin-Nagant rifle and bayonet were 1.66 meters long, which was longer than the Japanese Type 30.

This knife directly stabbed the Japanese soldier until he vomited blood.

Li Xiuji also had a close encounter with a Japanese soldier. Although the Japanese soldier was shorter than him, he was not less ferocious. His face was full of ferocity and he rushed over with a scream.

Blood rushed to Li Xiuji's head, and things in his eyes began to slow down.

When the Japanese soldiers roared, the subtle tremors of the diaphragm in his nose, the squeezing of the orbicularis oculi muscles, a flash of lightning in the sky, and the cold light of the Japanese soldier's bayonet were all clearly imprinted in his eyes.

Although the whole world seems to be slowing down,

However, there are no eggs,

His body can't keep up with his brain.

He was frightened by the Japanese soldiers and instinctively took a step back.

But there was a member of the Ares Team behind him, and Li Xiuji's back hit that member.

Li Xiuji was shocked. He blocked the Japanese soldier's bayonet with the rifle in his hand.

However, the member of the God of War team behind him suffered a disaster and was stabbed in the neck with a knife.

Perhaps the aorta of the member behind him was punctured by a bayonet.

Li Xiuji felt that the temperature of the liquid on his left cheek and neck was completely different from the coldness of the rain. He even felt a little hot.

That's the blood of my comrades!

A huge shadow of guilt immediately fell over Li Xiuji's heart.

Guilt dispelled fear, and anger took over the high ground. Li Xiuji hit the Japanese soldier with his gun, and both sides fell to the ground.

Li Xiuji directly abandoned his rifle and bayonet, and strangled the Japanese soldier's neck with both hands, forcing him to blush and thicken his neck.

Such tragic scenes kept happening on the mountain roads.

And Zhao Chuanxin, the Eye of the Storm, was already somewhat exhausted.

As long as there is a loaded gun in the secret realm, he will not engage in hand-to-hand combat with people like this.

He pushed the Japanese soldier's corpse that was riddled with holes in his hand forward and knocked down three Japanese soldiers.

Taking advantage of the opponent's bayonet being smashed, he had an elf carving knife in his hand, rushed over and tapped one person on the forehead.

That Japanese soldier kept his eyes open!

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed him by the neck and pushed him forward. The Japanese soldier's corpse penetrated the bayonet of the Japanese soldier behind him.

Zhao Chuanxin held the elf carving knife and accurately hit the forehead of the Japanese soldier behind him.

After that, the others didn't give him a chance.

The men surrounded him again.

In an instant, arms, thighs, calves... were injured in many places.

Fortunately, there were so many wounds, but none of them bled. Otherwise, even if he bleeds, he would die.

Zhao Chuanxin activated the blue ghost armor, bent his knees, bounced, and jumped five meters high.

He held the chamber pot of the old god in his left hand, and he didn't even have to swing it deliberately. The trembling of his left hand due to lack of strength was enough to keep the chamber pot of the old god in the air.

He had a Winchester M1897 shotgun in his right hand and a 12-gauge shotgun in his mouth. He opened the magazine with one hand in his right hand and filled the bullet with his teeth.

He smiled evilly and shook his right arm up and down, loading the bullet.

He turned the muzzle of his gun and fired at the little Japs below who were jumping with bayonets in their hands, trying to reach him but to no avail.

At this distance, the Winchester M1897 is so powerful that it is enough to make the area below it completely barren.

This pour is a big piece!

After all, he had to concentrate on controlling the gun, and Zhao Chuanxin's physical strength was at the end of his strength. His left hand did not continue to swing, and the old god's chamber pot suddenly dropped.

Zhao Chuanxin landed again.

This time, the Japanese soldiers around finally became a little scared.

There was actually a hint of hesitation to step forward.

Zhao Chuanxin took a look and realized that he must seize this opportunity.

He hurriedly took out shotgun shells and filled them into the magazine.

The Japanese army originally had a huge fear of Zhao Chuanxin, who seemed to be omnipotent in both heaven and earth.

But when I saw that Zhao Chuanxin actually wanted to reload his ammunition, was this really a big deal?

The huge power of the shotgun made all Japanese soldiers afraid.

He quickly stepped on his companion's corpse and rushed over again.

Unfortunately, Zhao Chuanxin only filled three bullets.

boom……

boom……

boom……