"Hey, hey......" Yu Yang lifted the Japanese wrist with one hand, and the Japanese katana he was carrying, and waved it twice in his hand.

Looking at the last Japanese in front of him, he grinned, Yu Yang's face was covered with blood, and blood droplets continued to flow from the top of Yu Yang's head to Yu Yang's mouth, Yu Yang stretched out his tongue and licked it.

"Don't come here, don't kill me, don't kill me!" When the Japanese soldiers saw their commander killed, they froze in place, and then slowly retreated little by little.

Yu Yang's gaze and appearance reminded him of the legendary demon, a demon that was even more terrifying than the legendary demon, and he couldn't even find any words to describe this person in front of him, fear spread on him, and finally he didn't even have the courage to escape, he sat on the ground with his butt on the ground, and there were water stains on the position of his pants.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey!" Yu Yang held the Japanese katana in his hand, walked towards the Japanese in front of him little by little, and then slowly raised the katana and swung it towards the neck of the Japanese soldier who fell to the ground, but at this time, Yu Yang felt a pain in his back, his body shook for a moment, and then he heard a gunshot.

Yu Yang turned his head to look behind him, and the frightened Japanese soldier who couldn't even raise his gun just now fired a shot at Yu Yang, muttering in his mouth: "Kill the devil, kill the devil, he is not a human, he is a demon......"

But when he saw that his bullet hit Yu Yang, he didn't feel anything, so frightened that the Japanese soldier directly threw the rifle in his hand to the ground and knelt on the ground.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me......" The two Japanese were so frightened that they lost their minds, and now Yu Yang is an invulnerable devil in their eyes, and nothing happens when he is shot by himself.

"Hey, hey, hey, you dare to shoot at me!" Yu Yang continued to chatter and laugh, the katana in his hand directly slashed the neck of the Japanese soldier, with one knife, just one knife, Yu Yang directly cut off the head of this guy, and the blood of the Japanese soldier sprayed out of the neck.

Blood sprayed Yu Yang's face, Yu Yang continued to grin, licking his mouth while laughing, although the taste of blood was a little fishy, Yu Yang felt very good.

Slowly turned his head, looked at the last Japanese, and slowly walked over little by little, now Yu Yang only has this Japanese in his eyes, no one else, and the only thought in his mind is to kill this Japanese.

"Don't, don't, don't kill me......" Seeing Yu Yang walking towards him step by step, the Japanese crawled back a little bit in a panic, while looking at Yu Yang in horror, begging for mercy, but now Yu Yang couldn't hear what he was saying at all, and only had one thought, which was to kill this guy and use killing to relieve his inner irritability.

"Die!" Yu Yang directly killed the last Japanese soldier with a knife, the same method, the same knife, the same corpse separation, after Yu Yang killed the Japanese soldier, he looked up and looked around, there were no Japanese, there was a group of Japanese just now who were gone, only a corpse, the horizontal knife immediately stood in the center of the battlefield, and there was no enemy around Yu Yang.

There was a sound of footsteps coming from the side, Yu Yang immediately turned his head to look over, his blood-red eyes stared at the enemy who was about to appear like a hungry wolf, and licked his lips gently, he hadn't killed enough, it wasn't enough, it was far from enough, he hoped that more enemies would be sent to him, Yu Yang's mind was now thinking about killing, endless killing.

"Hey, man, don't stare at me like that, the Japanese are dead, we can retreat!"

It was the Americans who appeared, four or five Americans walked out of the jungle with weapons, just now when Yu Yang was slashing the Japanese, these Americans hid in the bushes not far away and stole the ass of the remaining Japanese, Yu Yang killed the Japanese like a demon god in his eyes.

Yu Yang looked at these Americans and grinned: "Are all the Japanese dead?" After saying that, he threw the Japanese katana in his hand to the ground, slowly walked to the back, and picked up the digging machine gun that he had thrown on the ground before.

Although Yu Yang's mind is full of killing now, it doesn't mean that Yu Yang is irrational now, at least he is not stupid enough to use a katana to duel with a few American soldiers holding Thomson submachine guns.

"Yes, man, we can retreat, are you a pilot who parachuted down nearby? Wow, you slashed the Japanese just now, you were so handsome! ”

When an American soldier saw Yu Yang throw away his katana, he immediately ran over in a hurry, picked up the katana, and waved it twice into the air, feeling very good.

"Really? Hey, hey, hey, hey......" Yu Yang responded to the American's words, and while returning the magazine on the crooked handle, he put on a new magazine and looked at the American in front of him.

I felt that my hands were a little uncontrollable, and I would pull the trigger at any time, but the only remaining reason told Yu Yang that if I had to endure it, there might be other Americans around, and if I waited, more prey would come to the door.

"Man, don't you laugh, your smile is very scary, like a demon in the story, don't you want this katana? If you don't, I'll do it! ”

The American soldier said as he went to look for the scabbard, the Japanese in the vicinity should have been cleaned up, at least now Yu Yang didn't hear the gunshots.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'll give it to you!" After Yu Yang finished speaking, he began to continue walking towards the top of the hill with a crooked handle, and after just a few steps, he saw about a dozen American soldiers, who were packing up their weapons and dismantling an M1917 heavy machine gun mount, which seemed to be preparing to transfer positions.

"Hey, man, good job, you just did a good job!" After an American soldier saw Yu Yang, he patted Yu Yang's shoulder vigorously, and these Americans saw Yu Yang's every move just now, and after seeing Yu Yang, they immediately came over.

Yu Yang nodded, did not speak, and carefully counted the surrounding Americans, there were quite a few people, adding up to nearly twenty people in total.

Twenty Americans, this complex terrain, Yu Yang is not sure that he can eat them all in one bite, but now Yu Yang can't care about so much at all, the killing intent that he had just held back rose again, his hands trembled slightly, and he would explode at any time.

Taking a deep breath, he continued to suppress the killing intent in his heart, and grinned: "How many people are around, is it just you?" ”

"I don't know, the troops are scattered, are you a pilot who parachuted? Well, only pilots wear jackets, and in such a hot day, isn't it uncomfortable for you to wear a jacket? Well, don't stare at me, I'm less timid! ”

The American said as he packed up his weapons and ammunition, but when he found that Yu Yang turned his head to look at him, he immediately lowered his head in fright, Yu Yang's eyes were so terrifying, his blood-red eyes looked like they would kill him at any time.

PS: Corresponding to PTSD, this is a distortion of people's psychology after too many killings.