Chapter 963: The Vanishing Sichuan Army

The soldier who suddenly came in, a little more than 1.7 meters tall, was wearing a light gray-green military uniform, rag shoes, high leggings, and the blade of the mountain-opening broadsword, with the help of the light here, reflecting a bright and cold arc, which formed a sharp contrast with his dusty face.

It seemed that his face was originally full of fatigue because of the long journey, but after rushing into this place and seeing the situation here, the tiredness on his face was instantly replaced by anger and heat.

Moreover, looking at his movements and listening to his words, it seems that there are far more soldiers who have arrived.

"Doodoo ......"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Sure enough, after his call, a rapid, clear, and long horn sound immediately came from the hazy space behind the gap in the wall, which was somewhat familiar to them, and it seemed to be the charge trumpet that the Chinese army had once had during the war!

The trumpet sounded, followed by the screams of the warriors, and the sound was so loud that it shook the scalp of the people, and it was hard to imagine the fire and anger of this group of soldiers when they charged.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The pathfinders were not too far from the main force, and after the horn of the charge sounded, soldiers were soon seen entering the training ground, either with broadswords or rifles and bayonets, fearless in their charge.

"Kill!"

At this time, the group of devil soldiers in training finally knew that the catastrophe was coming, but they did not seem to have the idea of admitting defeat or surrendering, but turned the direction of the bayonet to aim at this group of mysterious soldiers, and the two sides immediately started a white-knives battle.

In the current drama, the combat effectiveness of the devils of the Japanese country during the war period has been seriously devalued, and the devils who have just been trained can shoot really fast, and this mysterious army has just taken a look at them, and more than a dozen people have been stabbed by their bayonets, and there is even a ruthless devil soldier who directly picked open the abdomen of the mysterious soldier, revealing a bunch of intestines.

The length of their rifles and bayonets is already longer than that of the mysterious troops, and coupled with their cruel and bloody training, their combat effectiveness is indeed stronger than that of these mysterious soldiers.

Of course, not all mysterious soldiers are suffering, those armed with broadswords, the ability of close combat seems to be generally higher than that of other soldiers, and the bayonets of the devils can always accurately dodge and give deadly counterattacks.

The soldier with his intestines exposed was the most ruthless, he actually reached out and picked up those intestines and stuffed them into his stomach again, and continued to rush forward with a bayonet, completely in a posture of fighting to death, and the devils who saw it were a little frightened.

The number of devils in this room, including the guards and trained devils, is only more than thirty in total, but on the side of the mysterious troops, with the melody of the horn of the charge, there is a steady stream of soldiers rushing in, fighting without fear of death.

The huge gap in numbers and morale made those devils soften immediately after the murder, and they were soon surrounded and assassinated by many mysterious soldiers.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

At this time, the charge was over, but behind the broken wall, a large number of mysterious soldiers still rushed in, and they fought out of the room with the army, as if they wanted to kill all the devils here.

And when these mysterious soldiers charged, a few soldiers armed with large knives came to the trained "prisoners" to check on them.

The training of the devils just now is a live assassination training, ordinary people are stabbed with bayonets, they are not stabbed at the vital point, and their lives will be in danger if they are not treated for a period of time, not to mention these trained people, most of them have been stabbed in the vital parts more than a dozen times, and when the two sides fought just now, they could not hold on, and they lost their life characteristics one after another.

Realizing this, the mysterious broadsword soldiers gritted their teeth angrily and sentimentally, and swung their knives to cut the ropes on the "prisoners", carefully putting them aside, and then shouted and rejoined the army.

Seeing so many modern Chinese being assassinated, they were really silent for a while, and only after coming back to their senses did they pay attention to the mysterious army that was almost constantly rushing in.

"Oh my God, how many people are coming, is this the rhythm of serving this pot?" Yuan Li was stunned.

Li Fengze's eyes narrowed slightly for a while, and then he judged: "If my guess is correct, there should be about two thousand people." ”

"Two thousand? No wonder they haven't been able to rush in for so long, the entrance is too small! Wuji muttered as well.

Ah Lian asked: "This entrance is indeed a bit small compared to two thousand people, why don't they blow up a bigger one, isn't it more convenient to enter?" ”

"It's not that you don't want to blow it up, but you can't do it." Ah Bing observed very carefully: "The entrance they blew up is the wall that Brother Feng has already broken with the help of the corpse of the blue-black monster, I think this should not be a coincidence, the other walls should not be able to be blown up." ”

"Hey, really!" Ah Lian exclaimed: "In this case, they can rush into here, all thanks to Brother Feng?" ”

"Oh, what is the credit or not, I just want to know, Brother Feng, how do you know that they will have two thousand people?" Yuan Li couldn't listen anymore.

His question, the others seemed to be very interested, and all of them turned their eyes to Lifeng.

Li Feng did not shy away from it, and when he saw so many mysterious soldiers rushing here, he felt a lot more relaxed, and after a long breath, he asked: "You guys, have you heard of the 'Disappearing Sichuan Army'?" ”

"The vanishing Sichuan army? This one...... Heard a little, but forgot the details...... Wait a minute, Brother Feng, do you mean......" Yuan Li first spread his hands, and then immediately showed an excited look.

The others, except for Wuji's confused scratching of his head, even Wan Fuzhong and the three bodyguards widened their eyes. This kind of mysterious supernatural event is still widely circulated, and of course they feel curious when they hear this kind of news, after all, curiosity is human nature.

Lifeng nodded and explained: "I didn't know the number and mark of the troops at that time, but now I can only think of them." The details of the disappearance of the Sichuan army, I don't remember too clearly, the time seems to be in December 1937, during the defense of Nanjing, due to the sudden change in the war, the commander issued an order to retreat, and a certain regiment of the Sichuan army also entered the Qinglong Mountain, and since then, the team of 2,000 people has never appeared. ”

This case, which was a real occurrence in history, was later classified as a mass disappearance, but in the world of exploration, it is more akin to a supernatural event.

In the current space, it was formed under the influence of a supernatural force, and it seems that what can rush into here can only be another supernatural force.

These charging Sichuan soldiers in front of them disappeared into the real world, but they seemed to have been wandering in the supernatural river, looking for their mission, and now they have finally found a breakthrough.