He was even so cautious that he didn't even open his eyes wide, for fear that the reflection of his eyeballs would disturb the Japanese troops who were marching.

All of this fell in the eyes of the female reporter who was also lying in the shadow of the ravine more than ten meters behind him, and did not dare to come out.

Of course, she wasn't so stupid as to think that the fat captain who was still at this point would be scared and chose to hide herself firmly.

In fact, anyone who kills the devil with a knife and rushes to the direction of the main battlefield with a knife should not be called cowardly. Even if he was quietly waiting for a group of Japanese soldiers to leave in front of him, even if the Japanese army was treating his comrades with great cruelty.

Although the female reporter has an opinion about the fat captain "discriminating" against women, there is no reason, she believes him.

Of course, Liu Lang was not afraid, he was just looking for fighters. Even though this body was far inferior to what he once was, he was confident enough to take out these devils in hand-to-hand combat.

Even if the infantry of the Japanese army had the reputation of being the strongest army in Asia at this time, this was due to the self-confidence of the strongest individual soldier of the Republic.

The reason why I didn't do it at the first time was because I saw the eleven comrades who were tied in a row.

They were escorted by seven Japanese soldiers with bayonets, and the slightest mistake would result in the butt of their rifles smashed and their iron boots kicked.

Especially the soldier who walked at the end was not as tall as the Japanese soldier who followed him, and his body was even more thin like a bean sprout.

Liu Lang's first reaction when he saw him was------That's a child!"

Otherwise, even if the people can't eat enough after years of war, an adult can be skinny and skinny, but it is almost impossible to be as tall as the Japanese army with an average height of less than 1.6 meters.

As a well-known short-legged family, not to mention that the average height of the Japanese army at this time was only more than 1.5 meters, even in the future, the Japanese people who shouted every day that their genes began to change from children, and the Japanese people who were poured milk from childhood, more than half a century has passed, and they can still be seen at a glance when walking on the streets of China.

Really, the gene thing is really too good and stubborn, just like a dog can't change to eat, even if you feed meat every day! I couldn't help but grin excitedly when I saw the。。。。。。

The captives' mouths were covered with strips of cloth torn from their uniforms, and even if they wanted to curse, they could only make a "whine" sound.

The "little bean sprouts" who walked at the end were still barefoot, and it is estimated that the soles of their feet have been worn out, and they are limping when they walk, and their speed is naturally a little unable to keep up.

The Japanese soldier who followed him didn't say a word, he raised his leg and kicked the young man's back with the sole of his shoe full of steel spikes, kicking him directly to the ground.

A middle-aged man walking in front of the boy was furious and wanted to turn around and crash into the Japanese soldier, but he was smashed on the forehead by the butt of a rifle by the devil soldier next to him, and his body shook and he almost fell.

Liu Lang's eyelids drooped, not because he couldn't bear to look at it, but because he was afraid that his vigorous killing intent would be felt by the Japanese army. Soldiers, on the battlefield, have an extremely sensitive sense of killing.

He clearly knew that not to mention the current body that had not undergone special training, even if it was his original body, it was impossible to ensure that they would not shoot at the current resistless captives when they killed these eight devils head-on.

Originally, the best way was to use the moon as it entered the clouds, touch it from behind, and kill the three at the end of the team in the shortest possible time, and then kill two more before the opponent could react. As for the remaining three, it can only be left to luck.

If they had shot in retaliation against the prisoners of war in desperation, they would have killed at least four or five.

What's more, now, the damned moon is extremely stubborn, especially after a spring rain, although the moonlight is cold, but it is even brighter.

But he had to make a decision, and if he let them go forward, he wouldn't even have a chance to do it, and the front would be wider.

Well, now's the time!

Liu Lang waited quietly, and when the last Japanese soldier walked in front of him, he clenched the big knife in his hand, and his muscles tensed, like a tiger ready to go down the mountain.

But at the moment when Liu Lang was about to make a move, he was surprised to find that the team stopped. The fully charged figure froze suddenly.

"Yaga!" There was a sound of pulling the bolt

Liu Lang's heart sank suddenly.

Over, it must have been that stupid girl who was discovered.

In an instant, his head was as big as a fight, if he knew this, it was better to stun her with a palm and wait for the battle to end and then carry her back, it was better than the current situation.

Sure enough, as he expected, under the still bright moonlight, the stupid girl hiding more than ten meters away was driven out by the cold-colored bayonet in the moonlight.

"Yo Xi, it's still a Chinese reporter, female!" Lieutenant Kojima was happy, really happy.

Because he temporarily led a small detachment to patrol, and when the fighting broke out, he went around to the rear of the battlefield and attacked a group of Chinese soldiers, although he paid the price of six deaths, he captured these prisoners, and also captured a radio station, and now he ran into a Chinese female journalist again.

Killing this good-looking woman in front of the people will be even more demoralized!

The Japanese lieutenant had even figured out how to use his family heirloom knife to cut off that still beautiful head.

From the moment Ming Yu was discovered, although he was very frightened, he was inexplicably a little excited. Because, only she knows that the seemingly unexpected sound was actually made by herself kicking the stone.

And the deeper reason for this completely stupid approach in the eyes of everyone is that she knows that the fat man hiding in the shadows is looking for a fighter.

This has nothing to do with what she looks closely at, she just has an intuition. When the Japanese army had completely passed by his side, and he had not yet launched an attack, it must have been that the time was not ripe enough, and what he was afraid of was perhaps the dozen or so comrades who were tied.

Since there is no fighter plane, then, she will help him get a fighter plane.

Not only to help him, but also to prove to him that her military uniform is not worn for nothing, and she can also play an important role on the battlefield, but in another way.

Focus all the attention of the Japanese army on her.

It's just that when he looked at the Japanese officer on the other side walking towards him step by step with a grim smile on his face, Mingyu still subconsciously closed his eyes, and his heart was full of fear.

No one can face death without fear.

The reason why a hero is called a hero is not because he is not afraid of death, but because he chose the latter with great firmness in the face of the fear of the unknown of death and the choice he insisted on protecting.

To live to die is to be brave, and to die to die is to sacrifice.

Mingyu's choice is undoubtedly the latter。。。。。。