Chapter 578 A bloody light splattered out

Although this guy was full of words, Song Feng still heard a hint of extraneous voice from his trembling voice: This guy actually doesn't want to die, otherwise he won't come out inside, and as soon as the grenade is pulled, it will be all over.

"The two of us, we have something to discuss, understand? Put down the grenade, mine, I can not kill you, send you home to work, here to mine. Got it? Song Feng stared at the other party's eyes and said.

"Yours your...... Don't kill me? Hearing Song Feng say this, the other party obviously hesitated, but still didn't put down the grenade.

"As long as you drop the grenade, I promise not to kill you."

"My emperor is allegiance, but surrender is not." Although this guy said so in his mouth, Song Feng didn't see a trace of hesitation in the other party's flickering eyes.

"The drop of the grenade, not the surrender, the two of us, the work of the bayonet, the glorious one who died, understand?" Song Feng was a little hesitant when he saw this guy, but he was too poisoned by bushido, and he probably felt that it was too shameless to put down his weapon like this, so Song Feng proposed that the two of them fight bayonets.

"You're fighting bayonets with mine?" The other party asked in disbelief.

"Yes, yes, we work with bayonets, these people under your command can live, you don't fight with bayonets, they are all dead." Song Feng came back to take a look, and just saw that the captain of the first squadron had tied up the injured little devils and let them lean against the cave wall and didn't know what to do with them, so he pointed to the five or six angry little devils and said.

For the Kwantung Army, bayonet fighting was their forte. Before the full-scale invasion of China, the Japanese had been preparing for several years, especially the Kwantung Army, which was mostly elite soldiers who had been trained for a long time and had an advantage in stabbing technology and morale. Stabbing training is one of the basic training for recruits in the Kwantung Army, usually each squadron will be equipped with a stabbing training instructor, and the wing commander of the army unit needs to develop a corresponding white-knuckle combat training plan according to the specific situation.

Speaking of which, the Japanese began large-scale training in bayonet techniques and tactics at the end of the 19th century, and the Japanese Army after the Meiji Restoration was deeply influenced by the French Army, which valued white-knuckle warfare, and raised bayonet training to a high status. During the Devil's Southwest War in 1877, the Saigo Army, which was skilled in melee combat, was dominated by middle- and lower-ranking samurai, and dealt a great blow to government troops in white-knuckle combat. Subsequently, the Little Japanese Army began to further strengthen the training of ordinary soldiers in white-knuckle warfare. At the same time, the study of swordsmanship and tactical movements based on the characteristics of the soldiers of the Kwantung Army has also been further developed.

There is a fact that, compared with other countries, the Japanese raised the so-called spirit of bushido to a level that was divorced from reality, emphasized the offensive, regarded mental power as the main body of combat effectiveness, and believed that only the assault of the bayonet could achieve the final victory. Therefore, the idea of winning by hand-to-hand combat was very popular among the top echelons of the Kwantung Army at that time.

The Japanese Army's spear technique is characterized by simplicity and practicality. For some of the Kwantung Army's promulgated "Swordsmanship Teachings", talking about the basic movements of stabbing and spearmanship, based on the preparatory posture, using the kicking force of the right foot, the left foot quickly steps forward, and at the same time the two arms quickly push the gun forward and upward, in which the position of the right fist should be raised to the left chest, and the left arm is sent out, the left forearm is slightly rotated (to facilitate the control of the direction of the stab), and attached to the gun body, keep it horizontal, and pierce the rifle into the opponent's chest and abdomen position, at this time the center falls on the left foot, and the right foot is used as the support for advancing and retreating...... All in all, use both hands and feet, so fast, ruthless, and accurate.

During the usual training, the instructor should maintain a preparatory posture, according to the actual situation, the left hand leads the left arm slightly outward, so that the soldier can break in, and according to the amount of stabbing in and out, control the position and angle of the wooden gun, or open the wooden gun, in fact, this is the so-called anti-stabbing, in fact, how to control the amount of penetration of the opponent's rifle is very important when stabbing in.

However, there seems to be no special anti-stabbing training in the basic training of Japanese stabbing.

In order to further split the wrist, the Japanese Army's best move is to stab the opponent's left hand with a bayonet. To use this trick well, these soldiers need to have a keen sense of observation and judge the timing of the opponent's penetration in an instant, if they pull their guns a little later, they may be stabbed by the opponent.

To be honest, the military level of the Kwantung Army is much higher than that of the Anti-United Nations, and the quality of the army is also relatively high.

But today is different, these opponents of the Kwantung Army are the Volunteers, no matter how high their bayonet tactics are, but in front of the Volunteers who are proficient in all kinds of martial arts, they are still dwarfed, even if they use the Kwantung Army's best bayonet to compare with the Volunteers, they are not the opponents of the Volunteers as a whole. What's more, it's Song Feng, the captain of the special operations team.

The lieutenant on the other side, at this time, heard Song Feng say that if he could win the bayonet, he could live.

This guy was a little hesitant. Now it's even more tempting. The lieutenant of the Kwantung Army still has some experience in bayonet techniques, not to mention facing the Manchurians, since entering Manchuria, on the battlefield, fighting with bayonets with white knives, he has never missed a hand, and the Manchurians who died under his bayonets have not a hundred but fifty.

And Song Feng's last sentence "Ours, fight bayonet work, theirs, can live, yours don't fight bayonets, theirs are all dead and dead." All of a sudden, he stopped hesitating: if he won the other party on the bayonet, not only his own life could be saved, but also the lives of these soldiers of the Great Japanese Emperor, which was undoubtedly the most glorious and proud thing for the little devil who had been influenced by the spirit of bushido since he was a child.

"The two of us fight bayonets, and you promise not to kill them?" The lieutenant of the Kwantung Army asked worriedly.

"Yours fight bayonets, they all work, yours win, take them away." Song Feng was afraid that he would regret it, so while he hurriedly assured, he pulled the gun column three times in a row, and all the bullets in the chamber of the Type 38 gun in his hand were withdrawn.

"Okay, then we'll do the work with bayonets." The lieutenant of the Kwantung Army saw that Song Feng had withdrawn all the bullets, and finally believed him, and hurriedly put the grenade in his hand lightly on top of an ammunition box behind him, and then took off the few that he was hanging on his waist.

This guy is still a particular person, and after putting away these grenades, he immediately tidied up his military uniform, straightened the hat on his head, and fastened one button on his jacket. Only then did he "whoosh", took out his command knife, took two steps forward, held the knife with both hands, stared at Song Feng with his eyes, and said in his mouth: "Please!" ”。

Song Feng kept staring at him, and when he saw him holding the command knife in both hands, he couldn't help but sneer: "I didn't expect that you would still speak our Chinese, but unfortunately, this may be the last time you will speak Chinese in our Northeast Manchuria." Don't move, I'm here to see how good he is. Song Feng put the end of the 38 style in his hand, and made a gun flower in his hand, the bayonet went up slightly, his legs were forward and backward, and his eyes were staring at this guy and said.

The lieutenant of the Kwantung Army was not polite, he shouted, his left leg stepped forward half a step, the tip of the command knife in his hand drooped rapidly, and the back of the knife was attached to the left shoulder and bypassed the right shoulder, a standard head-wrapping knife, and then the knife was raised high, facing Song Feng's head, and slashed down.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he knows if there is one. It can be seen that this knife is down, the force reaches the blade, and the arm is in a straight line with the knife. It's really steady, accurate and ruthless.

Song Feng didn't dare to be careless at this time, his eyes narrowed, staring at the knife that his opponent had chopped down, staring at the blade. When the blade of the knife was less than half a foot away from his head, Song Feng suddenly slammed the 38 style in his hand up, pressed down with his left hand holding the body of the gun, and raised his right hand up, and he heard a "horn" sound, and a spark splashed out.

The lieutenant of the Kwantung Army was so powerful that he almost used up all his strength. Song Feng went up, and he also exerted enough strength. The opponent's knife was empty, his body was a little unstable on his feet, and he rushed forward, and "Tengteng" rushed forward two steps.

Song Feng took advantage of the situation to take a step out with his left foot, followed with his right leg, and let his body turn sideways at 90 degrees, then slid his left hand inward, and pushed the butt of the gun out with his right hand, and he heard a "snort", and a bloody light splashed out from the blade of the bayonet.

Song Feng's knife was swiped horizontally, and the sharp blade swept along the opponent's waist.

The lieutenant of the Kwantung Army had several layers of clothes, but Song Feng's knife was not merciless, and he almost used all the strength on his arms, so he picked off the clothes of the little devil at once.

There was meat underneath the clothes, and with a "snort", the blade more than two inches long swept onto the flesh, and blood splashed out in an instant.

"How about Lao Tzu's knife? Tastes good, right? Song Feng didn't rush to make the next move, he withdrew his 38 style, looked at the other party with a sneer and asked.

With a knife on his body, the lieutenant of the Kwantung Army shouted "ah", but he was not too flustered, he gasped, just glanced at his waist with the corner of his eye, and then regained his spirits:

"I ...... Ours, again! The lieutenant of the Kwantung Army said unconvinced.

"Well, it's a bit of a bushido. Okay, I'll play with you for a while, this first knife doesn't count, I must let you die convincingly today. Song Feng re-lit his lunge and looked at the other party and said.

With the lesson of the first knife, this time the lieutenant of the Kwantung Army learned to slip, he did not rush to attack, just stared at Song Feng, let Song Feng make the first move, and then find out the flaws of the other party, one fatal move.

"Okay, you little devil, you know how to play with your heart. You don't attack, right, then Lao Tzu will come first, you can see clearly, Lao Tzu will give you a few tricks. After Song Feng finished speaking, the end of the 38 style in his hand, the horse stepped forward, and his hands stabbed out. There is no trick in this move, it is just a flat stab, but the other party is not a fool, he knows how heavy this knife is when he sees the blade that stabs over with a slight wind sound.

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