Are you a spy? Killing the enemy is too cruel.

Chapter 382: Surrendering one’s life

Zhou Qingshan came to his senses and immediately followed Ye Feng's deployment. He even moved part of the team forward in order to kill the Japanese devils' manpower. Since his shooting skills were not good, he could make up for it by increasing distance.

When the news that Ye Feng was launching a counterattack alone spread, thousands of anti-Japanese armed fighters around him were all shocked.

"Is our super agent so powerful?"

"This is not treating the Japanese devils as human beings at all!"

"Fuck, do you think these devils who are so cruel, so evil, and worse than beasts are human?"

"We have to keep firing. What if we accidentally injure someone?"

"Haha, with your lousy shooting skills, you can't even hit the enemy standing there, and you still want to accidentally hit a super agent who can predict danger and dodge bullets? Dream on!"

"That's true. The probability of us accidentally hurting one of our own people is no less than getting the good cards of Shuang Tian Supreme at the poker table."

"Damn it, why do I feel like a useless piece of trash?"

“Brother, you can remove the word ‘as if’.”

After a burst of noisy clamor, the soldiers took their positions and continued to block the Japanese devils from their superior position.

This is Ye Feng's side.

He had already passed through the thick smoke, carrying two submachine guns on his back and two light machine guns in his hands, and charged into the enemy camp.

"Baga, he's Chinese..."

A Japanese soldier accidentally caught sight of Ye Feng's figure out of the corner of his eye, and was shot in the head as soon as he shouted.

Dozens of Japanese soldiers around immediately became alert.

But Ye Feng acted faster. Before they could raise their heads completely and turn their guns around, the two light machine guns had already begun to sweep violently. Shell casings flew and bullets rained down. Accompanied by bursts of shrill screams of death, one by one the Japanese were shot to death on the spot, leaving behind a pool of blood and broken corpses with smashed heads.

The battlefield was filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood, and the smell of death in the air became stronger and stronger.

A minute later, Ye Feng, who was rushing around, had used up all the bullets in his light machine gun and killed hundreds of Japanese soldiers.

Throwing away the machine gun, Ye Feng used local materials and quickly grabbed two submachine guns from the Japanese corpses.

"Kill the devil!"

"Congratulations to Shenzhou!"

At this moment, Ye Feng really disregarded his own safety and was willing to risk his own life.

As the sound of killing echoed.

Ye Feng leaped forward, like a man-eating tiger coming down the mountain, unstoppable, and charged into an area with slightly lower terrain. Within a radius of more than 200 meters, hundreds of Japanese soldiers were crawling around, relying on the terrain for cover.

"Suddenly..."

Ye Feng opened fire with the submachine gun in his hand at full power. In the blink of an eye, he shot through the heads of more than twenty Japanese devils.

When the other Japanese soldiers reacted, he quickly rolled over and dodged, avoiding their attacks while firing mercilessly.

The submachine gun was quickly used up and there was no time to change the magazine.

While rolling several times, Ye Feng found several grenades from the corpses of the Japanese devils.

"boom……"

When the grenade was thrown into the Japanese army and exploded, Ye Feng continued to snatch the enemy's guns and continue to kill the enemy.

The already chaotic battlefield became even more chaotic due to Ye Feng's intrusion.

Especially after the explosion, the smoke did not dissipate.

The Japanese devils couldn't see the situation around them clearly at all, and even if they opened their eyes wide, it was difficult to lock onto Ye Feng's whereabouts.

A gray-white dagger.

Like the blade of death.

Floating in the air.

The "hand" holding the dagger was not seen, but the sharp blade emitting a strange color was moving in the air.

"Huhu~~~"

It was as if a dark bolt of lightning passed through the middle of the Japanese devils, so fast and fierce that it was dazzling.

"Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff..."

Next, a scene that made countless Japanese soldiers terrified and despair appeared. The dagger that flew through the air was fast and deadly.

The throats of the Japanese soldiers were cut open one by one, blood splattered, and they eventually died from lack of oxygen.

Some of the devils had their throats cut in half, and the blood in their bodies splashed out like fountains. They died from massive blood loss in a short period of time.

In less than a few minutes, more than one hundred and fifty devils had suffered extremely "strange" deaths.

The other Japanese devils who witnessed it with their own eyes were so frightened that they turned around and started running for their lives, trying to escape this horrific area of ​​blood and death.

"Puff puff……"

However, the gray-white dagger that came and went without a trace lingered, still chasing the Japanese devils and killing them.

This time, the dagger was more powerful.

Wherever they passed, human heads flew up, dragging large trails of blood. The mud-covered heads kept rolling around. The blood-stained faces of the Japanese soldiers, even after death, still had expressions that made people shudder and fear, especially their eyes, which were wide open, which was extremely creepy on this battlefield of death.

"Run, run quickly! This is an ancient method used by the gods of Shenzhou. We have angered their gods."

The frightened Japanese soldiers fled in all directions, each looking uglier than the other.

Some of the timid ones even fainted on the spot due to extreme fear, their muscles stiffened.

at this time.

Ye Feng, who was in charge of all the killings, had been lurking in the dark, using a gray-white dagger to kill people.

In the darkness, an extremely strange scene appeared.

Ye Feng was alone, like a bloodthirsty and powerful tiger king, chasing a group of trembling and frightened lambs.

"boom……"

In this meat-grinding field filled with corpses and blood, there were still various devastating shells exploding one after another. Ye Feng was careless and was almost hit by a shell. The huge impact force also knocked him several meters away. His head was buzzing from the explosion. He climbed up and couldn't help but complain:

"Damn it, that was a shell that hit us from behind. Some of the anti-Japanese armed forces' artillerymen are also idiots. When they hit the Japanese, the shells fly everywhere, but when they hit our own people, every shot is accurate."

If Ye Feng's physical fitness was not different from that of ordinary people, his explosive power would be more than ten times that of ordinary people.

This allowed him to react in an instant, decisively jumping sideways and crawling to the ground, thus avoiding the center of the explosion. Otherwise, the shell fired by his own people might have caused him to lose his hands and feet in severe cases, or suffer burns all over his body at best.

One artillery shell could not kill Ye Feng, and he was very confident of this.

A layer of white mist lingering on the body forms a defense, like an invisible armor, which is enough to protect the vital parts of the body, such as the brain and heart. As long as these two parts are not fatally injured, one can always escape death and save his life.

"Suddenly..."

As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, he felt a chill on his back again, and all the hairs on his body stood up.

This is a premonition of danger to life and death.

Ye Feng gritted his teeth, moved sideways decisively, rolled several times, and relying on his strong physical explosive power, he finally avoided the dense "rain of bullets".

I X!

Ye Feng wanted to curse. Why was the firepower from the anti-Japanese armed forces positions in the rear directed at him?

Use your guns to shoot those Japs wearing shit-yellow clothes!