Liu Lang's kick was fierce and ruthless enough, and he directly kicked the Japanese soldier Shaozuo, who weighed at least more than 140 pounds, into the air, and even spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

But that, by no means, is deadly.

Liu Lang strode to catch up, and swung out a knife, perhaps the power was not as powerful as he was chopping wood just now, but the sword light was like a practice, so fast that the human eye could hardly see clearly, so fast that the onlookers were covered in sweat and hair stood on end.

Everyone can't help but think, if it were themselves, would they be able to dodge this quick knife?

The answer, of course, is, you can't hide!

The Japanese soldier Shaozo, who was spurting blood in mid-air, did not fail to make a defense, but the knife was too fast, so fast that his knife was still in his chest, and the knife had already reached his neck.

The hardest part of the human body is the skull, but perhaps the most vulnerable part is the neck, and the cervical vertebrae that can support the skull are no harder than a chopstick in front of a quick knife that can cut through the air and make a loud noise.

With the "poof...... Two successive clicks, ......, and Miiichi Aoki's head detached from his shoulder. And until this moment, the word "despicable" is still only swirling in his throat, but thinking about it, there is no chance to shout it again.

The human head was still flying in the air, and the warm blood in the neck cavity splattered horizontally more than three meters away, spraying right on the faces of the two Japanese soldiers who were back to back.

The Japanese soldiers, who were fighting with four Chinese soldiers with all their might, were caught off guard by the disgusting smell of blood.

The four Chinese soldiers who were confronting the Japanese army with all their energy would let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, taking advantage of the Japanese soldiers who were facing them to subconsciously close their eyes and wipe their faces, one soldier was short, took the initiative to pick up the broadsword and swung away the bayonet from the bottom to the top, and the other soldier slashed through it fiercely, almost not splitting half of the shoulders of the Japanese infantryman, and vaguely saw the internal organs behind it.

Another Japanese soldier lost the support of his companions, naturally he was finished, although because of the angle, there was not much blood on his body, and his eyes could be opened, but in the face of the siege of four Chinese soldiers, he only had the ability to parry and had no power to fight back, if it wasn't for his desperate efforts, maybe he would have chopped him to death with a knife.

At this time, a Japanese katana flew through his body, revealing a full dozen centimeters out of his body, and the Japanese army was stunned for two seconds, and the two big knives slashed at him one after the other, and he died in an instant.

However, the Japanese soldiers who were cut down by a knife before did not die for a while, and they were still tossing and rolling on the ground, making the ground wet and greasy, which could no longer be said to be blood, but various bodily fluids of the human body.

The cruel picture, not to mention making Ming Yu, who was twenty meters away, vomit again, even several of the dozen or so soldiers led by He Datou who rushed over couldn't help but vomit.

This is white-knuckle warfare, a pure cold weapon combat method after entering the era of hot weapons, the lethality may not be as great as that of guns, but the cruelty is still excessive.

Whether it is friend or foe, it is all bloody.

With the death of Miaoichi Aoki, the Japanese troops within a radius of several hundred meters suddenly lost their fighting spirit, and they fled into the darkness one after another, and the Chinese officers and soldiers who had completely gained the upper hand could let them escape, and without the order of their commanders, groups of three or five formed groups to pursue the Japanese troops who had lost their will to fight.

Come to think of it, not many Japanese soldiers will leave alive.

There were numbers recorded in the military archives in time and space, and the 2,000 Dadao death squads beheaded more than 700 on this moonlit night, not counting the wounded. On the Japanese positions attacked, the total number was only more than 1,000 Japanese soldiers, except for some who escaped sporadically, they could almost be regarded as completely annihilated.

Looking at the human head rolling out of the distance on the ground, the "melon-eating group" who was watching the battle not far away was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud:

"Hahaha! Ok, good, good! Okay, you're a fat man! Lao Tzu said that you have to go to the front line to live or die! It turned out that he still secretly kept this hand. ”

While laughing, he strode forward and slapped the fat and broad back of the wave who was staring at the distant battlefield:

"Good job, little fat man! This Japanese officer alone is enough for you to be promoted to one level. ”

Liu Lang turned his head, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say, "Thank you for cultivating!" ”

Then, Lao Wang's face, which was originally full of surprise, became extremely ugly.

Because, just now, he was coaxing Lang Fat, who looked invincible, was stunned by his excited slap.

His eyes just closed, and he went straight to the ground.

Lao Wang was depressed and wanted to vomit blood, he may have shot a little heavier just now, but 。。。。。。 Not really, right? Fortunately, Lao Wang didn't know that there would be a profession called "Touching Porcelain" in the future, otherwise, it is estimated that he would definitely point to the fat wave who was about to shake the ground and shouted:

Don't lie to me, compared with you, what I lack most is money!

However, the truth is that Liu Lang is really dizzy.

After all, he had just taken over this body, and he hadn't fully adapted to it, and he had been fighting desperately since the moment he gained control of his body, and his physical strength was seriously overdrawn, so he really couldn't hold on.

The consciousness is still very tough, but the body is unbearable, and it is going to be "forced" to rest.

To explain it in the words of the future: the mouth says no, but the body is honest.

Ming Yu, who had a grenade on his body and a camera around his neck, rushed over as soon as possible, and provoked He Datou, who had no combat exploits and could only come back to guard his regimental seat, trembled with fright, until he saw clearly that this female reporter of the "People's Daily" in Beiping, who had been interviewing at the regiment headquarters for several days, could be regarded as a little relaxed.

Seeing that the Mingda reporter was a little anxious to try his breath on Lang Fat's body, pinch people, and unbutton the military discipline button of the collar of his military uniform and put his ear to his chest to listen to his heartbeat, Lao Wang couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

Then, I heard the sound of Lang Fat's long breathing, and the panicked old Wang's face couldn't help twitching, and he said a little sneeringly:

"Look at it like this, it should be a little out of strength in the fierce battle with the little devil officer just now, just go back and sleep, you don't have to be so nervous!"

Mingyu didn't listen to him, until he heard a strong heartbeat coming from Lang Fat's chest, then he closed Liu Lang's military uniform and glared at Lao Wang angrily:

"Captain Wang, I can hear your slap from afar!"

Lao Wang。。。。。。 Dare to love! It's all up to me!

"He's here with you, your soldier! But in my eyes, he is an anti-Japanese hero and a defender of the Chinese people! Mingyu didn't glare at Lao Wang this time, but turned his eyes to Liu Lang and muttered to himself.

When he said this, Lao Wang couldn't help but blush. His eyes swept around, hoping that someone would stand up and persuade this female reporter with some background.

But including He Datou, he either looked up at the sky or looked at his feet, as if he was thinking about life.

They are not stupid, this female reporter got a pass issued by the Northern Military Commission, and the 217th Regiment was personally sent by the adjutant of Division Commander Feng. They want to stand up for the head of the group, I'm afraid it will be cold afterwards.