"Kill!" Sun Desheng swung the Cloud Dragon Knife in his hand and slashed at a devil who was fighting with the Eighth Route Warrior.

The devil didn't have time to react, and the blade swept lightly.

Looking at the gurgling head rolling on the ground, Sun Desheng was slightly stunned, he didn't use much force, and the devil's head had already moved.

Then, his eyes lit up like light bulbs, and he looked at the Cloud Dragon Knife in his hand, his face full of joy.

This new cavalry knife seems to be a bit sharp!?

The blood that came out of the devil's severed neck sprayed the face of the warrior who was fighting with the devil.

Seeing the headless devil fall to the ground like a stake, the warrior was also a little confused.

A devil wearing the rank of second lieutenant had just cut down an eight-way soldier, and with extremely fast small steps under his feet, he brandished a command knife and attacked Sun Desheng secretly.

"Company Commander Sun, watch the back!" The soldier saw that Sun Desheng was still stunned, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink, and he reminded loudly.

Sun Desheng stabbed backhanded, and the sharp Yunlong knife stabbed out from under his armpit, and stabbed into the stomach of the devil behind him with a pop.

The command knife in the devil's hand was only a few centimeters away from Sun Desheng, and the whole person stiffened slightly, still cutting off his head with a fierce face.

Sun Desheng gently pulled the Yunlong knife in his hand, turned around and raised the knife in his hand, and the devil's head flew out.

In the blink of an eye, he killed two devil soldiers, Sun Desheng still wanted to find devils to kill again, but looked around, but saw more and more soldiers rushing down the hillside and then joining the battlefield.

The few devils who were left were suddenly overwhelmed by the surging sea of people.

The wolf has more meat and less meat, first come, first served, Sun Desheng held the cloud dragon knife and joined the battle group.

As time goes on, there are fewer and fewer devils on the highway who are stubbornly resistant.

A total of more than 700 devils were under the ferocious firepower, and less than 300 devils survived, and many of these 300 devils were also hung up and cut into two.

Li Yunlong's ambush position was the location of three companies of the 1st Battalion and the cavalry company, and on the other side of the hill were two companies of the 2nd Battalion and the 3rd Battalion.

In less than five minutes of white-knuckle fighting, most of the devils fell, and only a dozen or so devils were left to fight back to back in a trapped-beast fight.

The remaining dozen or so devils are all stabbing masters, but no matter how strong the devils are, they can't stop dozens of bayonets from stabbing from all directions at the same time.

After another round of confrontation, only five or six people were left in the devil, staring at the surrounding eight roads with ugly faces.

"Get out of the way for me, I'm going to chop Okazaki alive!"

Li Yunlong walked over and saw that there was a katana in both hands among the devils, carrying the rank of Shaozo on his shoulders, presumably this person was mostly Ichiro Okazaki, and immediately said loudly.

In the white-knuckle battle, Li Yunlong rushed a little slower, and only hacked 1 devil to death, and he was also a devil wounded soldier.

This makes Li Yunlong, who has always liked to split devils alive, not very beautiful.

The soldiers immediately stepped aside, and Li Yunlong held a ghost-headed machete and pointed at Ichiro Okazaki with a contemptuous expression.

"Yaga!"

A devil with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes and the rank of lieutenant shouted angrily, and was about to stand up and fight Li Yunlong alone.

Ichiro Okazaki pushed him away, took a few steps forward with a katana in both hands, and stared at Li Yunlong with cold eyes.

The confrontation between the two sides means that the duel begins.

The two of them first bowed down, each holding the weapon in his hand, and looked at each other for a few circles.

"Sine!" Ichiro Okazaki was the first to lose his breath, roared and rushed over, raised his katana and slashed down.

Li Yunlong did not retreat but advanced, and the ghost head machete clung to block the katana, and the handle of the knife slammed into Ichiro Okazaki's chest.

Ichiro Okazaki snorted and took a few steps backwards.

looked at Li Yunlong's eyes, revealing a dignified look.

At the moment, without waiting for Ichiro Okazaki to slow down, Li Yunlong took the initiative to swing his knife and cut it.

In the continuous rapid jingle sound, the two quickly exchanged more than a dozen moves.

After another three or five moves, Li Yunlong finally caught Okazaki's flaw, picked the katana in Okazaki's hand with an upward oblique pick, and then slammed his head into Okazaki's face.

Iron head skill is Li Yunlong's forte.

Li Yunlong's head collided violently with Ichiro Okazaki's face.

only heard a rattle, and Ichiro Okazaki's nose bone was shattered by Li Yunlong's head.

The huge impact made Ichiro Okazaki only feel like a vegetarian and lost consciousness for a moment.

Taking advantage of this kung fu, Li Yun strode forward, and the blade slashed out from right to left, towards Okazaki Ichiro's neck.

There was a pop, and Ichiro Okazaki's head and body were separated, and his head rolled into a crater with a gurgle.

Ichiro Okazaki's body was like a stake, lying straight to the ground, blood gushing out of his neck.

"Good!" The onlookers erupted in cheers.

The veterans were used to it, and the eyes of those recruits who looked at Li Yunlong at this time had changed.

Not only the eyes, but also the expressions of the recruits quietly changed, becoming more fearless, confident and resolute.

A good commander is just that.

He can single-handedly lead and ignite the entire army.

Obviously, Li Yunlong ...... That's the kind of commander.

Li Yunlong held the ghost head machete in his hand, his expression was quite proud, and his eyes swept towards the remaining devils.

The rest of the devils didn't dare to look at him at all, and their eyes avoided Li Yunlong's gaze.

A devil quietly touched the melon grenade on his waist, ready to take a few more eight-way before he died.

Zhang Dabiao had sharp eyes, held an MP40 submachine gun, and pulled the trigger on the devil without hesitation.

"Da-da, da-da-da!" The MP40 submachine gun roared.

With the sound of submachine gun fire, a dense stream of bullets poured down towards the remaining devils.

With the sound of bullets entering the flesh, the remaining four or five devils all fell in a pool of blood.

The highway was quiet, lying all over the place with the corpses of devils, and a strong smell of blood spread.

The third battalion commander Chen Dagu ran to Li Yunlong, saluted and then said, "Report to the regiment commander, the battle over there has ended, and not a single devil has been let go!" ”

"Your second and third battalions, this battle is good."

Li Yunlong nodded with a satisfied expression, and the battle ended almost simultaneously on both sides.

Li Yunlong's expression was solemn: "Each battalion will clean up the battlefield as soon as possible, rescue the wounded, and let the second battalion commander report the casualties and capture statistics as soon as possible." ”

The soldiers carefully cleaned the battlefield with bayonets and machetes, and when they saw the corpse of the devil, they went up to the vital place to make up for it.

Since Li Yunlong shot and killed 5 devil captives during the Battle of Xinkou and was recorded as a major demerit and demoted by one level, he has not killed any prisoners.

But in the current situation, most of the corpses of so many devils still hide the wounded soldiers of devils.

Veterans know that the devil's wounded soldiers often take advantage of your cleaning up the battlefield to pull a grenade and die with you.

The soldiers took their bayonet rifles and named the devils one by one.

On the highway, the sound of bayonets entering the flesh rang out one after another.