"Smack!"

The wind is rising!

Not a gunshot, but the sound of a pure big thick leg bouncing like a viper.

In the disbelief of Ming Yu and several Chinese soldiers, Liu Lang's leg suddenly bounced up and kicked the hand of the Japanese officer who had just held the pistol and was about to raise the muzzle.

"Click!" Bang.

The pistol made a graceful arc and disappeared into the darkness, and just listening to the sound made the hand bones seem to be very short.

Kojima Taro subconsciously turned his head, and what greeted him was Liu Lang, who strode forward with a whip kick and a pistol, which was comparable to the big fist of a bowl.

"Bang!"

Kojima Taro only felt that his nose was sore, his brain "buzzed", and the whole person staggered back seven or eight steps in a row before he could be regarded as staggering to a stand.

Although the fist was big, Liu Lang at this time did not have the great strength of Lu Tizhi, and he did not hit a dyeing workshop, but he also made the Japanese lieutenant bleed from two nosebleeds.

is a little worried that the current strength and speed of this body are not enough, Liu Lang's attack this time did not have any strength, it can be regarded as doing it with all his strength.

But even so, it still failed to make Kojima Taro lose his ability to resist in an instant.

Of course, the Japanese lieutenant in front of him doesn't say anything else, but he is still very good at resisting beating. Although the body is not tall, it is strong enough, and the nutrition is usually good, but it is better than the Chinese officers and soldiers who have two big steamed buns and a bowl of gruel every day, and they are as thin as bamboo poles.

However, Liu Lang did not take advantage of his illness to kill him this time, and stepped forward to solve Taro Kojima.

The reason is that he is not a god either, and he has to breathe back!

In a very short period of time, he did his best to kill four Japanese soldiers in a row, and the last punch repelled the strong Japanese lieutenant, and he almost ran out of physical strength.

If Kojima Taro attacks immediately, Liu Lang, who is already sweating like a pulp, may not be as calm and relaxed as he looks now.

It's a pity that Taro Kojima, who was stunned, is also recovering and observing his opponent.

The fat man in front of him and the eleven soldiers of the 29th Army who had been untied on the opposite side made him quickly realize what was happening.

The moonlight was bright, and the Chinese soldiers gradually surrounded him, but none of the seven soldiers he had brought with him were gone.

You don't have to think about it to know that they should go to the arms of Amaterasu.

"Yaga!" Kojima Taro Rabbit Dead Fox scolded in grief and despair, and his intact left hand touched his waist again.

The southern pistol is gone, but the knife is still there, isn't it? It was a sword handed down from the ancestors of the Kojima family, and it was extremely sharp.

It was when he was going to garrison Northeast China, and his grandfather made a special trip to the dock to give it to him.

The Chinese soldiers on the opposite side did not stop him, but seven of them silently raised their 38 rifles.

That's what they just captured.

There was a tacit understanding that the six strongest of the captives were given weapons, and the young soldiers were perhaps an exception.

Although the seven spears are not up to the point of "long spears like a forest", in the moonlight, the bayonets that are still dripping blood prove one thing.

The sword is fast, but it's too short! No matter how strong the knife is, there are many families!

Lieutenant Kojima knew by this time that he had no future.

What merit, what rank of Shaozuo, what captain, is destined to have nothing to do with him.

In this situation, his chances of survival are basically equal to zero.

In other words, it's zero, there is no basic.

However, the Japanese lieutenant still chose to raise the knife in his hand.

As a soldier of the Empire, and most importantly as a samurai, as a nobleman, he has his own pride!

All right! What he thinks is that if you make one money, you can earn one if you kill two.

Once life and death are put outside the limit, in fact, this is the idea of all human beings, and it is not the exclusive domain of Chinese soldiers.

Chinese soldiers, in fact, do not want to have this patent. If you don't want to have this, then you can only become stronger, so strong that no one dares to bare your teeth at you, so strong that you just let out a fart, and Lao Tzu will also say that you pollute the atmosphere and beat you to death for Mother Earth.

"Yaga! Shina, do you dare to duel with me?! ”

Taro Kojima wiped a handful of nosebleeds that covered half of his face, and asked in a deep voice with a cold gaze.

Liu Lang, who had recovered his breath, smiled, and his smile was full of contempt.

Turning to look at the young man who was trembling slightly but still firm, he said calmly, "Go and get my big knife." ”

The young man hesitated slightly, turned around and ran to the body of the first Japanese soldier who was killed, and retrieved Liu Lang's broadsword.

Liu Lang took the big knife, waved it a few times seemingly casually, and re-turned his gaze to Kojima Taro, his voice was flat and concise:

"Come on!"

Liu Lang didn't bother to say anything cruel.

For him, there is no better way to wash away hatred than dripping blood, the blood of his opponents.

In fact, he could have replaced the kick he had just kicked with a bayonet, and if that had happened, Lieutenant Kojima would have been a corpse like his soldiers.

The reason why he didn't do that was because Liu Lang was a little "selfish" and wanted to experience for himself whether the individual combat effectiveness of the little devils in this era was really strong.

In particular, this thing is still an officer, and it looks like an officer with some combat effectiveness.

However, the four Japanese soldiers who were personally sent by him to report to Amaterasu Okami were the same thing.

Of course, part of the reason for this is because they are distracted.

If you are distracted in class, you will fail, but on the battlefield, you will never experience the taste of failing.

And now, seeing that the Japanese lieutenant in front of him did not faint after being kicked by himself, Liu Lang was a little interested.

It can be seen that after this guy is carrying a knife, he still has a bit of a Japanese samurai taste.

Lieutenant Kojima didn't curse as loudly as in some mythological episodes, and the expression on his face was not exaggerated, but his eyes were full of resentment and hatred.

Of course he has to hate Liu Lang.

Seven people went to Amaterasu to report and drink tea, and a dozen or so Chinese soldiers were able to free themselves from their shackles, and this fat man who suddenly appeared was naturally the initiator.

If it weren't for this, he would definitely be the captain of Shaozuo soon.

But now, in the face of twelve Chinese and seven black hole muzzles in addition to the fat man, he can only pull the fat man to get enough

"Sir! Be careful, this devil, he's amazing! The middle-aged man standing next to the young man suddenly opened his mouth to remind Liu Lang, and the muzzle of the gun in his hand was aimed at Kojima Taro's head.

Liu Lang didn't look back, waved his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Without my order, no one is allowed to shoot!" ”

Lieutenant Kojima on the other side could clearly understand this sentence, and could also hear the meaning of contempt and disdain, and the anger on his face was even stronger.

In his opinion, the fat man in front of him is really rampant!

If it were an ordinary person, he should have said "I am not allowed to shoot unless I die", but the fat man said "No one is allowed to shoot without my order", doesn't this clearly mean that he will definitely win?

"Bastard! You drop, too rampant! Kojima Taro shouted loudly, and at the same time stepped forward and raised his knife, and suddenly rushed towards Liu Lang.

In the face of the attack of the Japanese lieutenant, Liu Lang, who clearly knew that his body was difficult to exert his true strength, did not hold it up, but retreated half a step slightly, spread his legs, lowered his center of gravity, and held the hilt of the knife with both hands.

Kojima Taro's first move was very much in line with their Japanese attack, raising his sword and slashing.

And Liu Lang is from the bottom up, with the help of his waist, swinging his knife and facing it head-on.

Anyone can see that in such a confrontation, it is obvious that Liu Lang is on the side of loss.

From the top down, it is called borrowing, but from the bottom up, it depends entirely on the strength of the person himself.

"Bell!" With a bang, the blades of the two collided together and bounced away in an instant.

There was an extra finger-deep gap on the blade of Liu Lang's big knife; But Kojima Taro took three steps back, his mouth was shattered, and his hands trembled slightly......