"Why, I'm not convinced, right?"

Zhang Sixing put the sniper-shotgun in his hand back on his back, and then slowly walked to Lu Feizhang.

"Both of them, they are allies, they have something to say."

For tonight's harvest, Xie Jinyuan is very satisfied. If nothing else, he felt very satisfied with the dozen or so baskets of bullets that had been piled up over there.

Because just by looking at the number of bullets, you can roughly know that the Japanese marines they have killed today have to go up to 800 if not 1,000. Because a Japanese soldier carries about 200 rounds of ammunition.

In addition, Hu Yang, Li Jixian, and Guan Shijie had just brought back more than 30 sniper rifles, which also made him even more happy, wondering if he could get a few from Zhang Sixing's hands to play.

Seeing Zhang Sixing stand up, he also felt quite satisfied in his heart.

One is the German officer who has been leading him by the nose, and the other is Lu Feizhang, who he has been suffering losses and can't catch, no matter who wins, it will not hurt him.

But the old tobacco bag Li Youtian didn't think so, because the fall of Zhang Sixing meant that his status would change greatly.

You must know that the first and second floors are now his territory, and he stretched out his hand to beckon a teenager.

"Run faster, tell the foreign devils to come over quickly, and say that someone is ...... Someone is going to do something to Chief Zhang......"

As for the other poplars, they glanced at their subordinates, and they moved silently one by one, quietly surrounding Lu Feizhang's men.

Li Jixian thinks the same thing as his father, and does the same thing as Populus euphratica.

But Guan Shijie roared,

"Ma is a bazi, when is the time to use the knife of a special mouse...... Dare to oppose Chief Zhang, brothers, the guys......"

Zhang Sixing turned a deaf ear to this, and walked straight to Lu Feizhang,

"I've been rolling on the battlefield for two years, and I feel that I'm not ambiguous, but Lao Tzu ......"

As he spoke, Zhang Sixing immediately moved his hand, and stepped heavily on the ground according to the momentum of the iron eight poles. The leather boots and his heavy steps raised a layer of dust on the ground.

Lu Feizhang, who was attacked, was also unambiguous, but he knew in his heart that if he attacked an officer on the battlefield, the headquarters would not be able to protect him.

Therefore, he didn't dare to fight back at all, as long as he relied on his body to shake it a few times, so that the so-called "German paratrooper" in front of him would lose some face.

Although Guo Liangjun explained clearly when he came, everything was under the command of Zhang Sixing when he arrived here. But Lu Feizhang, who has almost never lost a battle, is so easy to convince.

I just want this guy in front of me to understand his awesomeness and give himself more "freedom" in the future.

However, what he didn't expect at all was that the so-called reliance on body methods was a joke at all.

The other man's foot slammed into the ground, and his body rushed towards him like lightning. Not only that, but the small grappling tricks are all skillful and extremely handy.

Lu Feizhang, who is familiar with martial arts routines, understands that the traditional martial arts routines he practices are compared with others, which is a joke.

In fact, the iron eight poles that Lu Feizhang practiced were specially studied abroad in that life.

The first is to learn real kung fu, and the second is to learn the new "Chinese kung fu" that has been researched and reorganized by modern science and technology.

And the real kung fu, to put it bluntly, is the killing technique, the use of martial arts to subdue the skills, and it is undoubtedly stupid and irresponsible to turn kung fu into "dance skills".

And the real reason lies in the fact that "chivalry violates the ban with martial arts", and a feudal dynasty like the Qing Dynasty only wants to inherit the peaceful years.

The ideal is very plump, the reality is very skinny, and the sissy boy is the slap of Chi Guoguo.

The eighth-level Hades only has three moves, and the Hades only has three clicks.

Poor Lu Feizhang, who promised to be good at kung fu, was even able to survive the first move, and was held down by Zhang Sixing with one move, and then when Zhang Sixing's hand pressed on his neck.

The back of the Bear's Claw Blade pressed heavily against his carotid artery,

"Boy, when you get here, you have to listen to Lao Tzu, just because you don't obey orders, Lao Tzu can enforce military law on the spot."

These words are really harsh, but Lu Feizhang didn't dare to move, he clearly knew that people practiced kung fu, and the thing in front of him practiced killing skills.

Not only that, but Lu Feizhang's soldiers had never seen their heads bullied like this, throwing off the Type 38 rifles on their shoulders one by one, just about to do something, Guan Shijie shouted,

"Especially Lao Tzu, see which one dares to move, and if you move, let you taste Lao Tzu's twenty rings."

Not only did he move, but the boys of the miscellaneous barracks also raised their bayonets on their shoulders.

The mind is very simple, Chief Zhang can't be stabbed, he poured those seized leather shoes for fear that they won't be able to wear them.

Almost immediately after getting the letter Hansen. Raul's stiff, angry voice came. This thing has been in China for more than a year, and I have never seen a Chinese soldier disrespectful to a German instructor.

Especially Zhang Sixing, who was completely convinced, was convinced.

I dare to guarantee in my heart that even if the attack is a German army today, it is in the hands of the defenders of the Sixing warehouse, and there is no benefit at all.

Those who have always admired the traditions of the old-fashioned German officer corps have the utmost respect for such soldiers.

"Do you guys want to rebel, or do you want to provoke international disputes, and the artillery team will drag the cannon over to Lao Tzu."

was taken down by a grab, and now Lu Feizhang, who was locked by Zhang Sixing's eagle, knew that he was wrong. The first is that the fault is that the other party cannot be defeated, and the second is to cause international incidents, so ......

And he was not only convinced in his heart, but also began to be grateful to Zhang Sixing.

With that move just now, he could take his own life at any time. Now with only a knife on the back of his neck, it is still regarded as his own person, if it were his enemy, it would be ......

Despite this, Lu Feizhang forced himself to explain,

"But our policy ......"

"Then I don't care, remember that I am German, and under my command I have to follow the rules of Lao Tzu. As for what you pay attention to when you are not under me, that's your problem, and I'm not interested in knowing. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Sixing's fingers, which were pinching his neck, used a little force, and Lu Feizhang's eyes rolled white,

"I'll be able to divide and disintegrate, but you'll have to know who you're dealing with. Lao Tzu teaches you to be obedient, the secret of differentiation and disintegration is to beat hard and pull softly, not stupidly treating everyone as a relative. ”

After speaking, Zhang Sixing let him go, and when he stood up, the bear paw was wrapped around his fingers, and he didn't know where to hide.

He stretched out his hand to Lu Feizhang, who was still panting wildly, but still stretched out his hand in resignation.

Dragged him up, and saw that his subordinates were holding bayonets and confronting Zhang Sixing's people, especially just now Hansen. Raul's words made him understand that he was not worthy of provoking international disputes.

"You guys are crazy, what's wrong with me and Chief Zhang arguing for a few words...... Put down the gun for Lao Tzu, one by one is too bold, and I will clean you up when I turn back. ”

At this time, the Japanese soldier who had been unconvinced suddenly challenged Zhang Sixing,

"Lu is very polite, but he is really not a good soldier, and his kung fu is not good. I, on their behalf, challenge you, and let us do whatever we want if you win. ”

As he said this, he looked back at the other captives. The other captives nodded at him, and some spoke up,

"We listen to you."

Faced with such a challenge, a contemptuous smile crossed Zhang Sixing's face.

He may be afraid of things like the disgusting word politics and everything it encompasses.

Because at least in World War II, politics can't play with mushroom bombs, that's the truth.

But he is not afraid of challenges, no matter what the challenges on the battlefield, he is not afraid.