"I'm coming!" The middle-aged death row prisoner violently ripped off the tattered Eighth Route Army uniform, revealing a body of tendon flesh, and yelled to increase his momentum: "Lao Tzu will open your eyes today, let you know what the military soul of Chinese soldiers is, and let you see the blood of our Chinese soldiers, who will never give in." ”

All the death row prisoners cheered for the middle-aged death row prisoners, whether it was the national army or the Eighth Route Army, they were all Chinese troops who killed devils.

The Japanese lieutenant laughed wildly and said to the translator: "In front of the samurai of my great Japanese emperor, the sick man of East Asia dares to mention the military spirit?" ”

Listening to the translator's words, the middle-aged death row prisoner was furious, his eyes were blazing with anger, he couldn't wait to kill the enemy with his eyes, strode forward, and walked out of the crowd: "Come on, come on, Lao Tzu Wu Zhonghua, today will meet you beasts who eat people and don't do things." ”

"Bloody?" The Japanese lieutenant sneered, he seemed to know that most of him would not be spared today, and laughed arrogantly, "When we washed your women in NJ City, where was the blood of your soldiers?" When we bloody NJ City, where was the blood of your soldiers? ”

The other dozen or so Japanese soldiers also laughed wildly, they also knew that they could not be spared today, so they simply became arrogant, in the face of weak opponents, the spirit of bushido can keep their heads high before they die.

"I'll let you go alone, brute! You brutes ......"

Wu Zhonghua scolded, furious, his eyes widened with indignation, and he reached out to the guards to ask for a bayonet and to release the Japanese lieutenant alone. He was already a prisoner on death row, and at this time he was even more determined, thinking that even if he couldn't defeat the other party, he was sure that he would die with the other party.

Once a soldier puts life and death aside and fights with all his might, then his combat strength will increase dramatically.

"Come on, little devil, grandpa is going to hack you today......"

"Give me the big knife, I'm going to cut these little devils......"

"Little devil, I'll you ...... firmly"

The death row inmates were all furious, and even some of the soldiers who flinched in battle and were timid and fearful of battle almost crushed their steel teeth at this time. When they were angry to the extreme, they all looked hideous and terrifying, remembering NJ's tragic situation in the twilight, and they couldn't wait to rush forward and get rid of these little devils alive.

Yan Zhi shook his head and told himself: "What is happening in front of me is definitely not an anti-Japanese drama. Although the plot is somewhat similar. ”

NJ fell, the Japanese devils burned, killed and looted, did all kinds of evil, leaving behind a lot of evil deeds, several of these group of death row prisoners participated in the NJ defense battle, remembering that after the Japanese devils invaded NJ, they ravaged the city, burned, killed and looted, and the evil deeds were monstrous, and these soldiers were even more cracked and chewed, and their liver and gallbladder were torn. Retreating from NJ was the greatest shame of their lives, and since then, every time they wake up in the middle of the night, their hearts are deeply condemned. If they could do it all over again, they would rather die in NJ City than take a step back.

Looking at the hideous appearance of these Chinese soldiers in front of him, Yan Zhi took a deep breath and apologized. What was happening in front of him was not his purpose, and he did not want to deliberately touch the deepest wounds in the hearts of the Chinese soldiers. He miscalculated.

At the same time, he also felt relieved that the soul of the Chinese soldiers was still there, and the blood was also there.

NJ is the death of a giant, which has been written into textbooks, always reminding the people of the country not to forget the national shame and strive to strengthen the country.

After World War II, the Japanese have refused to acknowledge the NJ incident, and they have falsified history and fabricated lies to justify their original crimes.

This time and that time, but for now, the Japanese devils should regard the crimes they committed in NJ as glory, as a way to boost their morale and discourage the Chinese soldiers.

At this time, the Japanese lieutenant was even more arrogant, domineering, and shouted to Wu Zhonghua: "You drop, one person, no, add another one." ”

"Arrogance!"

Yan Yan stretched out his hand to stop Wu Zhonghua, who was preparing to fight to the death, and turned his face to the translator and said, "I said, you translate to the little devil at the same time." ”

"Yes. Sir! ”

Yan Zhi put away his sunglasses, his eyes were as cold as a knife, and he looked directly at the Japanese lieutenant: "I really want to spare your life and let you see how a few years later, your emperor announced his unconditional surrender to the world like a lost dog, and how your supreme commander surrendered to us with the sword of the defeated general." ”

Everyone was stunned! Yan Zhi's words are too outrageous, judging from the current war situation, it is a matter of time before the Chinese army is defeated. Will the Japanese supreme commander surrender to the Chinese soldiers? The emperor announced defeat and unconditional surrender to the whole world? How is this possible? It's simply not possible.

Yan Zhi sneered: "However, you don't have a chance to see all this. ”

"Hahahaha...... Is this person talking in his sleep......"

After listening to the words of the translator, all the Japanese soldiers laughed wildly, and in their eyes, the fat looking Kuomintang major was like a fool who daydreamed.

"Translator, you tell the little devils," Yan Zhi was a top killer before crossing, knew many Chinese, and could also speak Japanese, but he wanted to suppress these death row prisoners for his use, and continued to the translator, "Tell the little devils that Lao Tzu is one against four, if they win, they will be released immediately, and if they lose, they will kneel in front of us to apologize and commit suicide." ”

The audience was silent.

Even the translator was stunned, looking at Yan Zhi blankly, everyone knew that Young Master Yan, who was full of milk fat, had never been on the battlefield, and he always won the competition with the adjutant and the orderly, but it was the adjutants who let him.

The little devil won't let him.

On the side of the Chinese soldiers, there was a deathly silence for a while, and who dared to be careless about the honor and disgrace of the country. But let this major, who watched the fluff not fade, fight against four vicious devils, they felt that it was better to let the devils go directly.

Looking at the translator's unbelievable eyes, Yan Zhi really wanted to give this guy a middle finger, but then he thought about it again, this is not to blame the translator, his predecessor used to be just an ordinary staff officer who didn't fart sound, he hadn't fought a fart battle, he hadn't touched the gun a few times, his milk was so fat that he even fainted a little blood, and he could only talk on paper.

Not only was the translator stupid, but even Zhou Youcai and several other personal orderlies stood on the spot. They have fought with this major many times, although his strength and speed are good, but he has no actual combat experience, and he has made do with his own people to play and communicate, and fight to the death with the battle-hardened little devil, this Major Yan is definitely the material for the target.

On the battlefield of life and death, strength, speed, and technology are far from enough, experience is the most important.

Zhou Youcai's fat face was frightened, Admiral Nalan named him to be Yan Zhi's adjutant, if Yan Zhi had three long and two short, the guy who ate on his head Zhou Youcai had a small move, and all the relatives in the family would not be spared.

Zhou Youcai gave the translator a stop look, bowed down to Yan Zhi and said, "Sir, why do you need a knife to kill chickens." This kind of thing will be left to the brothers below to do it. ”

Zhou Youcai and a few people knew about the urine nature of this major, because they were afraid that people would say that he became a major because of the relationship between his future father-in-law, so he usually always looked for opportunities to compete with his entourage to prove that he was both wise and brave, which also caused the misery of several followers.