(Yesterday's arrears, today's 5 more)

Han Xin stepped forward step by step, his right hand holding the machete slowly exerted force, the green tendons gradually burst out, he looked coldly at these invaders that he hated for the soul of his three lives, and forced in Japanese: "Surrender, or die!" ”

"Babble!" A devil ignored Han Xin's words and rushed over viciously, "Chi Na pig, die!" ”

"Stubborn!" Han Xin's cold voice fell, and he pulled out a knife flower like lightning, and directly broke his wrist under the horror of the devil, and with a bang, the devil's bayonet smashed weakly on the wet soil, and the splashed dust flew in all directions.

In just an instant, the combat power of this devil was disintegrated by Han Xin, and at this moment, it was like a toothless hungry wolf, empty of ferocity, but no threat.

"Babbling, babbling" This little devil was indeed harmed by the spirit of bushido, even if the tendons had been deliberately broken by Han Xin, he didn't show much pain, and rushed towards Han Xin again, looking at that appearance, it seemed that he wanted to bite Han Xin to death directly with his teeth.

Han Xin's expression was even more cold, and he directly raised a kick to kick the devil down, and when he met it again, his left foot directly stepped on the devil's right hand and arm, and raised the big knife vertically with his right hand, and then stabbed it directly with a simple and rude way.

"Ahh

No matter how strong the will is, it is difficult to resist the huge pain from the nerve cells after all, Han Xin's big knife tip was directly inserted along the back of the devil's hand, blood flowed sideways, and the devil's ugly face was instantly twisted together, sending out a heart-rending pain.

"Zhi Na pig, if you have the ability, you will kill me!" The devil was roaring, watching Han Xin approaching again, his heart was already trembling involuntarily, he was not afraid of death, but life was better than death, and no one dared to face it.

"Kill you? No, no, didn't you hear what my brothers said? Wouldn't it be too cheap to kill you so easily? ”

Han Xin smiled lightly, and the big knife raised in his right hand again did not have any hesitation, and then he cut it down directly under the horror of the devil.

Poof, there was an inconspicuous sound, and the knuckle joints fell directly into the wind in the collision with the blade, and a few fingers rolled on the cold ground, and Han Xin's expression became more and more cold.

At this moment, not to mention that the other devils have oozed out of a cold sweat of fear, even the new group of soldiers who have always been familiar with Han Xin are constantly beating drums in their hearts, and Han Xin at this time not only makes them respect, but also mixed with a little awe and strangeness.

Even Han Xin didn't realize that his personality had been constantly changing since the memories of his previous and past lives were restored and he had experienced so many wars.

In the early stage of the Long March, Han Xin was funny and cheerful, hot-blooded, brave, simple and patriotic, probably Han Xin still occupied the absolute dominance in the soul of the third generation, and most of the shows belonged to Han Xin, the heart of a hot-blooded young man.

Later, the death of Xu Bao and the death of his comrades-in-arms touched Han Xin a lot, and he began to think about the true meaning of war, he began to think about the eternal value of sacrifice, and he also began to think about where he should go.

After all, there is no answer, and it is naturally impossible to reach the touch of the soul by reading the same textbook, and only the truth that you have realized is the most suitable moral essence for yourself.

That is, from that moment on, even Han Xin didn't notice that his personality began to become a little bland, and there was a kind of loneliness buried deep in his bones, even if he still occasionally joked with his brothers and comrades-in-arms on the surface, everyone also felt the change in Han Xin to a greater or lesser extent.

It's like the Odd Soldier team, among all the team members, except for Er Niu who continues to call him "Brother Han" with a big grin, everyone else subconsciously uses the title of "instructor, company commander", a subconscious title, which has already fed back everyone's feelings.

It's okay, after all, a young man who is still full of fantasies about love is determined to reach the point of being old.

But unfortunately, just when Han Xin was really emotional, Zhou Yiyao, a fragrant plum blossom blooming in the winter wax moon, graceful and subtle, kind-hearted, finally scattered on the grass, from then on, Han Xin's emotional world finally began to close under the cruel destruction of the outside world.

A man without love often lacks a kind of softness that longs to take care of her, Han Xin seems to have matured a lot overnight, iron-blooded, resolute, cold, wise, and has a ferocity and cruelty to the enemy.

Pity and forgiveness for the enemy, in Han Xin's heart, has gradually drifted away, especially in the face of a nation and invaders that Han Xin dislikes to the extreme, his heart has a cruelty from the source.

Han Xin's torture of the devils is not over yet, the hearts of the other two devils are already full of anger and inexplicable fear, once this companion passes, isn't the next one? Looking at the cruel smile from the heart that Han Xin could still show in the torture, the two devils were really afraid.

Even the spirit of bushido, which was most admired in the Great Japanese Empire, could not organize the tremors in their hearts in the slightest.

"Tell me, why did you come to invade us?"

"Yaga, China pig!"

Han Xin's big knife swung again, brutally chopping the remaining few fingers of the devil directly into pieces with the back of the knife.

In the devil's mournful scream, Han Xin's big knife was pointed at the devil's throat, and he laughed demonically, "Do you really want me to kill you?" Do you want to end this pain? Do you want to wail, to ask for mercy, to use death to hide the fear that is already trembling in your heart? ”

"Baga, the pig of China, if you have the ability, you will kill me, and you can not be humiliated...... Ah......h

The devil's eyes finally broke in Han Xin's fifth sword, his lips trembled, and his heart was already running wildly, he didn't dare to imagine what kind of demon from hell this was.

"Very good, for the sake of you who still know a little about my Chinese culture, let me tell you another joke, I have a criminal law in China called Ling Chi execution, that is, a knife to scrape people alive, a total of thousands of cuts, the person who is tortured will really die."

"I'm curious about how many swords the little devil's bushido spirit can withstand."

Han Xin's smile became more and more cold, and the devil finally began to collapse under the trembling, and said with horror in his eyes: "Don't, don't, Zhina...... Chinese military ......"

"Tell me, why did you come to invade us?"

"For, for the survival of our Yamato nation...... Ah......h

"Survival? The aggression of the naked fall, but it was pulled out of righteousness by your group of dogs, in order to survive, do you want to invade others? Is it necessary that your existence in this world be based on the destruction of others? ”

Han Xin asked again and again, mocked with a knife, and the devil rolled on the ground in pain, but was brutally suppressed by Han Xin, just to let this pain penetrate deep into the bone marrow.

"Kill me, kill me, I'll tell you whatever answer you want", the devil wailed, pleading for pity, what bullshit great Japanese imperialism and bushido spirit, at this moment, all turned into ashes.

With a knife, Han Xin finally ended up with the life of the devil in the wailing.

And when Han Xin looked at the other devils, the faces of the two devils suddenly turned pale with fright, the tragedy just now happened in front of them, and the screams of their companions were still echoing in their ears, sometimes, waiting for the pain to come, it was more frustrating than feeling it in person.

Almost without hesitation, the two devils pulled their bayonets from their rifles and stabbed them in the abdomen.

Bang bang!

Two bullets flew away, and the bayonets of the two devils were accurately knocked out by Han Xin, and Han Xin said coldly in Japanese: "Being able to die at this moment is just a luxury for you." ”

"Yaga, we will not betray the Japanese Empire" The two devils broke the kettle in despair, but they had a little more confidence.

Han Xin waved his hand, said lazily, and said, "Hold it down!" The most brutal torture is not to be killed, the Eighth Route Army treats prisoners preferentially, but not the invaders. ”

"Yes!"

Seeing Han Xin calm down from the coldness, everyone was also relieved, the taste just now was really depressing.

But soon everyone didn't have the heart to think about these things anymore, the devil brigade was annihilated, and the rest of the things suddenly made everyone's eyes red, especially the copper hammer, which had been deliberately arranged by Han Xin without a white-knives battle.

This time he was completely crazy, and he couldn't see the sloppy and wooden half of the weekdays, and shouted in his mouth: Don't rob it, it's all mine, it's all mine, the head of the regiment said it's all mine.

As he spoke, the copper hammer simply threw himself at the gun, looking at the appearance, what a scoundrel and how scoundrel he was.

Han Xin recovered from the slightly out of shape before, saw the inquiring eyes of everyone and the grievances in the eyes of the copper hammer, and said with a wry smile: "Leave the big guy with the hammer!" I have to let him fix it, and as for the rest, leave him a sample to study! ”

"Thank you, regiment commander", with Han Xin's assistance, the copper hammer suddenly relaxed, and then he smiled and studied a Type 92 infantry cannon with a smile in a bunch of jealous and envious eyes.

In the battle just now, the devil was indeed too light on the enemy, and this infantry gun, if the devil didn't use it, it became a trophy of a new regiment.

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(To be continued)