The other warriors didn't think it was anything, but the little devil couldn't stand it. Is this slaughtering our Imperial Japanese Army as chickens and sheep?

But the reality is that in this war, they are at an absolute disadvantage, and if they want to take revenge, they have to see if the other party agrees!

The Japanese interpreter stood up and said, "Don't move, our brigade commander has something to say." Our brigade commander has a proposal. In order to embody the courage of the military. We decided to engage in a one-on-one battle with your army until we were killed, and we don't know if your army will be able to meet the battle. ”

"Okay, don't move." Li Yunlong stopped the people who were eager to try, and said excitedly: "Let's fight alone with the devils, I can't let the devils laugh, our independent regiment doesn't dare to fight bayonets." This is detrimental to my honor, and Lao Tzu will be in this area in the future! ”

These words sounded very imposing, and they also gave the soldiers a sense of honor. But in fact, Li Yunlong still made the mistake of personal heroism. Just a few little devils, all of them were knocked down in a shuttle.

Now to fight alone with others, not only do you have to take unnecessary risks, but more importantly, you have fallen into the trap of the enemy, so that the little devil has successfully delayed time.

You know, they are still in the hinterland of the enemy, and there are strong troops in front and behind. As soon as the battle on this side starts, depending on the status of this group of enemies, the enemies in the front and rear will definitely rush to support. If these hundreds of people run slowly, they may have to stay here today to bury this group of devils.

But now is not the time to be stubborn, Yuan Pengfei is very self-aware, except for the political commissar who can persuade two sentences, if others dare to refute the face of the regiment leader, they have to let the head cover the face and scold.

Wait for the right time!

Major General Hattori Naomin, the highest-ranking member of the observation group, stopped his subordinates who wanted to fight, and stood up with a katana in his hand, looking at him, wanting to challenge the highest commander of the Eighth Route Army who ambushed him.

Li Yunlong can't be underestimated, right? He picked up the big knife and was about to duel with the enemy, but Monk Wei stopped him with some anxiety and lifted the red tassel gun to duel for him.

Also, no matter how noble their status is, these devils have become turtles in an urn at this moment, no different from ordinary little Japan.

Li Yunlong, the head of the regiment, went up, and if the duel was won, it would be fine, and everything would be happy. If he wants to show up, it's not worth it! The independent regiment is still waiting for him to lead!

Hattori's face was a little unhappy, and he felt that it would be detrimental to his status to have an ordinary soldier fight him. But he doesn't have the right to bargain now, so he can only pinch his nose and admit it.

However, he is still confident in his fighting ability, born into a samurai family, he practiced martial arts at the age of five, practiced swords at the age of seven, and was invincible among his peers in the martial arts gym at the age of twelve.

After joining the army, he didn't put down the kung fu in his hands, but whenever he was a little free, he would definitely carry out one-on-one combat training with the masters in it. Cleaning up a mud leg who has never seen the world, in his opinion, is not a matter of hand-to-hand.

With a loud shout, Hattori Naomi rushed forward two steps, parrying the red tassel spear that stabbed at him, and his backhand was two slashes, and the blade hit the spear with a crisp sound.

"どんな situation?"

Hattori Naomi was surprised in his heart, although the war knife in his hand was not a famous knife, but it was also carefully made by the master, and it was a good knife that was one in a thousand, and the sharpness was not to say.

And the opponent's red tassel gun, except that the head of the gun is made of iron, the body of the gun is just a relatively tough wooden stick, how can it stop him from slashing hard!

This is why he is lonely and unheard, and the red tassel gun used by the monk is not an ordinary product. This is a good gun that Li Yunlong bought for him from a down-and-out big family, which cost more than 20 oceans, and the political commissar criticized Li Yunlong several times for this!

This way of this gun is also very complicated, first of all, the best beef tendon wood is selected, this kind of wood bast fiber is extremely flexible, not easy to peel off, suitable for long-term use.

Then carefully wrap copper strips and silk threads on the beef tendon wood, and then apply varnish to enhance toughness and smoothness, and also prevent corrosion, which is more convenient. To make such a gun, it takes not only technology and energy, but also a long time.

Of course, the more expensive it is, the better the effect. Hattori's knife can only leave a knife mark on it, and it is a fool's dream to cut it off with a single sword.

In half a minute, the two of them fought back and forth for more than a dozen rounds, and Hattori's knife also left seven or eight marks on the red tassel gun, but he was also kicked by the monk and interrupted the offensive.

The monk took this opportunity to unfold his rhythm, the red tassel spear protruded left and right, and the head of the spear did not leave its head. forced Hattori Naotomi to block left and right with his sword to ensure that his head was not shot.

However, after a long attack, the rhythm of the monk was also figured out by the opponent, taking advantage of the gap between the shots, Hattori Naomi stepped forward, and the katana was about to behead it with a side cut.

If Yuan Pengfei is replaced to fight against him, maybe his head will move. But this is a monk, and the temple has been practicing martial arts for several years.

One leaned back to dodge the fatal slash, and quickly blocked the next slash at his opponent's body with a red tassel spear.

Then he kicked it down with his feet, and the red tassel gun was stuck between his legs, and he continued to rush forward, and the frightened Hattori Naotomi used his hands and feet together, and he fell backwards vigorously, and his butt was about to grind out sparks.

If this shot is stabbed, this old guy will have no face, and it will be worse to live than to die.

But for those who often practice martial arts, their physical fitness and reflexes are still good after all. Hands and feet stepped backwards, which was faster than the red tassel gun, and after pulling the distance, the leather boot stepped on the gun, ending the monk's attack.

Hattori Naotomi got up and stood up, his heart was infinitely annoyed: "Damn it, do you have a bit of samurai spirit, can you still shoot there with the spear head?" But if you hurt one or two, I don't want to lose face! ”

Furious as he swept away his mind, and with his katana in hand, he roared and charged. And this also gave the monk an excellent opportunity, and the long knife with relatively short melee grappling was more threatening than the red tassel spear.

But when the distance was widened, the longer red tassel spear verified the claim that it was an inch long and an inch strong, and before Hattori Naomi could slash the knife, he had already been stabbed through the abdomen by the red tassel spear.

In such a small battle, a major general with a respected status and a senior official in charge of seven thousand little devils were stabbed to death by a monk who was ten times and a hundred times worse than him in this unknown small place.

Until the moment of death, there were three big words in his mind: "The injustice of death". His eyes were wide open, and he fell to the ground and did not close them.

Looking at the six devils left, Yuan Peng was eager to try, a big Zuo is a wing captain, which is equivalent to a regiment commander who masters three or four thousand soldiers, and killing one is a big profit.

Moreover, after this village, there is no such shop.

However, there are still people who are faster than him, Zhang Dabiao took off the hat on his head, pointed to the two devils and said, "You, you, you two come together." ”

Well, this is both his master and his commander, what can he do? can only move his body, stand on the side and give Zhang Dabiao a sweep, and by the way, grab the next opportunity to shoot.

"Ahh Yes! ”

The two little devils glanced at each other and charged. They thought to themselves that they had met a fool, so they had to kill him and pull a back.

"Yikes!"

In the face of the offensive of the two little devils, while the two of them were relatively scattered, Zhang Dabiao shouted, and the ghost head slashed to death a slow Dazuo. Only one other opponent was left to confront him.

This guy is not honest, when he saw that his companions had fallen to the ground, he felt that he had no chance of winning, so he was ready to make a trick to pull the back.

The left hand is holding the sword to confront, and the right hand is reaching behind his waist to prepare for the grenade. Li Yunlong had already discovered this little Japanese move and was about to raise his gun to kill him.

Yuan Pengfei, who was standing on the side, slashed behind him with a big knife, and a good head suddenly flew away. He also scolded: "Little Japan, you dare to play tricks, and you won't be at peace even if you die." ”

The three surviving Dazuo glanced at each other, and they all launched a charge, but were stabbed to death with bayonets by the soldiers. The Japanese devils were taught to be loyal to the emperor because they were taught from an early age, and it was very difficult for them to become prisoners.

Moreover, these officers have vested interests, and their families are still in Japan. If they die in battle, their families will still be able to live a privileged life and even receive some preferential treatment.

But if they are captured alive by the enemy, then their families will be affected. So at this time, death is the best option.

However, the only remaining translators are of very low rank, and the family members in Japan have long since died, and they belong to a single person who feeds the whole family without starving. He also didn't have the courage to face death, so the little devil raised his hands and cowardly surrendered.

Li Yunlong glared and ordered, "Yuan Pengfei, tie him up and take him away for me." Others, quickly clean up the battlefield, we withdraw. ”

This time, counting the little devil's quick reaction and slower movements, his life will be gone.

When the interpreter saw Yuan Pengfei walking towards him, it was like seeing a demon from hell, he trembled, and said with a very unnatural expression: "Sir, do you want to wipe the blood from your face and let other soldiers do it for you, okay?" ”

Yuan Pengfei was also stunned, but he didn't have a high-end product like a mirror, so he could only pull a soldier over and ask, "Am I scary now?" ”

The soldier sneered: "Company commander, your face is covered in blood, of course you look scary." ”

The corners of Yuan Pengfei's mouth twitched, this blood is not his, what does it matter to him to be scary.

However, this body of blood was really not good, so he had to command two soldiers to search and tie up. I picked a fairly clean devil and tore off his clothes to wipe the blood on his face.

Time is pressing, and things are urgent!