Chapter 17: You don't speak the spirit of bushido

"Baga Ya Road! You don't even speak the spirit of bushido? ”

After reacting, the captain of the little devil brigade, Kimura Furuki, suddenly yelled at Yang Yun with an angry face.

If it weren't for the fact that Yang Yun had a pistol in his hand, he would definitely rush up and chop him with a knife.

"Huh! I go to Nima's bushido spirit! Lao Tzu now gives you two choices, either live or die! The choice is yours, right? ”

"Nima! If you can live, *** will die! ”

Hearing Yang Yun's words, the captain of the little devil brigade, Kimura Furuki, said silently in his heart.

However, he knew that the choice given to him by Yang Yun must be conditional, but despite this, he still opened his mouth and asked, "What is life?" What is death? ”

"Tell all your men to lay down their arms and surrender, and I can spare you!"

Yang Yun finally said his plan, and the reason why he hated the little devil so much was because he hadn't shot him at the moment, because of this idea.

"Baga Ya Road! Your thoughts! Our Imperial Army of the Great Japanese Empire has always only died in battle, not surrendered! ”

Kimura Furuki didn't expect that he asked Yang Yun to surrender at the last moment, but in just one minute, the plot took a reversal, but it was impossible to make him surrender!

Yang Yun didn't expect that the little devil Shaozuo in front of him had such a tough attitude, he was not afraid of death at all, and he was a little embarrassed for a while.

Although the little devils around him couldn't understand Yang Yun's words, they didn't dare to attack rashly for a while when they saw their captain being pointed at his head with a gun.

"This Shina man wants us to surrender, that's impossible! What are you still hesitating about, hurry up and kill him! ”

Although they heard the order of the captain Kimura Furuki, these little devils still didn't dare to act rashly, and they were still in a dilemma.

Since Kimura Furuki spoke Japanese, Yang Yun didn't know what he was talking about, but judging from his facial expressions, it was definitely not a good thing, so Yang Yun's spirit was also in a state of extreme concentration, on the one hand, he had to watch the little devils around him to prevent them from doing anything wrong.

On the other hand, he also has to stare at the little devil Shaozuo in front of him, as long as he dares to move, then the next moment will be his death.

"Ahh Long live the Great Japanese Empire! Long live His Majesty the Emperor! ”

The captain of the little devil brigade, Furuki Kimura, also knew that according to the situation in front of him, these subordinates of theirs would never dare to act rashly, but surrender was absolutely impossible for him, so he decided to take the lead for the last time in his life, so after he yelled, he raised the saber in his hand high.

And then......

Then, with only a "bang" of gunshots, he was shot in the center of his eyebrows and fell to the ground.

Perhaps he had expected such an ending for a long time, so the expression on Kimura Furuki's face was still extremely angry, without a trace of fear and reluctance.

Because as early as the day he joined the army, he was ready to be loyal to the empire.

Furuki Kimura, the captain of the Little Devil Brigade, died, but the battle here did not end because of his death, but instead went into a crazier mode.

Yang Yun had long expected the situation after he fired the gun, so after killing Kimura Furuki with one shot, he raised his hand and fired six shots, and the six little devils were shot almost simultaneously and fell to the ground.

These little devils were so close to him that with his marksmanship, he didn't need to aim at all.

No, it should be said that anyone who can play with guns does not need to deliberately aim.

All the bullets in the magazine were all gone, and Yang Yun didn't have time to change the magazine, so he hurriedly stepped to the left, because four or five little devils from his left rear were killing him.

Although the combat effectiveness of these little devils is much worse than that of Kimura Gushu, they are still not to be underestimated, and Yang Yun's physical strength at the moment has also consumed most of it, and all of them rely on perseverance, so he does not dare to be careless.

Perhaps inspired by the battalion commander Yang Yun, Hu Yunfei also pulled out his pistol from his waist, and then shot at the little devils around him suddenly, and in an instant, five more little devils fell to the ground and died again.

However, Rao is like this, there are still more than a dozen little devils here besieging Yang Yun and Hu Yunfei.

"Camp!"

"Kill!"

Hu Yunfei and Yang Yun were back to back, panting and staring at the little devils around them, and when the word "kill" came out of Yang Yun's mouth, the two of them killed this group of little devils again.

That's right, not waiting for the little devil to make the first move, but to strike first!

It seems that it has been discussed, and these little devils also shot almost at the same time.

In an instant, the shouts of killing shook the earth again.

At this moment, it seems that everyone has put life and death aside, Yang Yun and Hu Yunfei are the same, and these little devils are the same.

Because whoever it is, they have no choice but to fight, and the only thing left is death.

Even if you are exhausted, as long as you don't die, then continue to kill!

"Yikes!"

Yang Yun's back was cut by a little devil with a bloody wound about ten centimeters long, and after solving the little devil in front of him with a knife, his backhand swept backwards with a knife.

This little devil was still immersed in the joy of a successful blow just now, thinking that from this moment on, the murderous demon in front of him would be killed by him, but where did he think that his knife was like stabbing a hornet's nest.

In the face of Yang Yun's resolute knife, he didn't have time to take any precautions, and was directly swept in the chest by Yang Yun.

Fortunately, Yang Yun's physical strength was less than one at this moment, otherwise this knife would have directly cut him in half.

Then Rao is like this, after this knife cut the little devil, although it did not shake his life, it still cut a deep bloody hole in his chest, and the blood was like a pillar in an instant.

"Ahh

The little devil woke up from his dream, and immediately screamed in pain, seeing that the yellow military uniform on his chest had been stained red by direct blood, he didn't care about continuing to fight Yang Yun at all.

He threw away the 38 rifle in his hand and covered his chest with both hands, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not stop the blood spurting out like a spring.

At this moment, he was panicked, scared, angry, and unwilling.

But everything was frozen in this moment, because a sense of powerlessness that he had never felt before had swept through his body.

His body seemed to be emptied, and there was no trace of strength, as if this body no longer belonged to him.

In the flash of light, his short but long life flashed through his mind like a movie.

"Finally freed ......"

(End of chapter)