Special Forces of Crossing: Cloud's Anti-Japanese

Chapter 411 New Battle of Xifengkou ([-])

The hand-to-hand combat method of the broadsword passed down from the 29th Army Broadsword Team, the moves are simple and not fancy, but its practicality is unparalleled.In Li Ziwen's camera, two waves of yellow people and two waves of grass-green people collided together. At first, the grass-green people on the left hand seemed a little flustered. Many young students were nervous and forgot the key to using a big knife. Instead of lifting up and then chopping down, he chopped directly, which directly opened his chest, and was stabbed by the little devil's bayonet, which was obviously superior in length. Many people were stabbed to the ground after only one encounter. Lost the chance to stand up again.

There is no room for hesitation and hypocrisy in the life-and-death struggle on the battlefield.A real warrior always grows from the postgraduate entrance examination of blood and fire.For the young cadet army to become a truly strong army, sacrifices are inevitable.

One after another, comrades in arms, former good brothers fell beside him.Their screams made the young apprentices quickly forget their fear, and hatred spread in their hearts, and the power it brought was enough to make anyone strong.The one after another fell to the ground by comrades-in-arms did not cause the latecomers to fall into chaos. When a young student picked up the bayonet that was stabbing at his chest, he took advantage of the opportunity to chop down a devil to the ground.He roared angrily: "Little devil! Take your life!" Another bayonet stabbed towards him like a poisonous snake. He didn't dodge at all, and swung the knife again. , The bayonet was knocked open, and the young student soldier who had just killed a devil continued his efforts, swung his knife mercilessly, and a devil's head with bared teeth flew up, with blood gushing from his neck.The young soldier kicked down the headless corpse of the devil before he had time to fall to the ground, brandished his knife and shouted: "Brothers, kill!"

"Kill!" One or two young apprentices, accustomed to blood and fire, shouted from the bottom of their hearts, gradually converging into an earth-shattering roar.In just 5 minutes or so, the grass-green stream of people who once looked fragile became thicker, while the yellow stream of people in front of them seemed to hit a wall, with bloody heads and corpses strewn across the field.

Compared with the young students, the officers and soldiers of the teaching corps showed unparalleled arrogance from the very beginning.In Li Ziwen's camera, the white knife light never stopped rolling from the beginning to the end.Among them, a small team composed of about five people, including two with red-tasseled guns, went straight all the way. Under their hands, there was no single enemy at all, and even those who were as strong as the Japanese invaders, at last saw them turned out to be desolate and flee.

When the camera panned, a small army of about 30 people caught in the yellow wave was highlighted.This group of young apprentices rushed too fast. Although they beheaded as many enemies as their own, they also put themselves in danger.Hundreds of devils and hundreds of gleaming bayonets surrounded them one after another. An officer with the rank of Major brandished a command knife and shouted loudly.The devils on the innermost floor screamed and rushed forward, pointing their bayonets at the hearts of the young students.

More than [-] students formed a circle, and inside were the three of them who were injured.The students on the periphery held a big knife with the edge facing down and the blade facing themselves.They were motionless, standing still like mountains in the gunpowder smoke.Although they were far away and couldn't see their expressions and eyes clearly, but Li Ziwen had a feeling that at this moment, they were like those heroes in ancient times who took it as their mission to eliminate violence and make peace, facing Jianghu Xiaoxiao with a hint of sarcasm.

Li Ziwen looked up to them.What he didn't know was that most of the 31 young students surrounded by the Japanese army were extremely nervous.Most of them were gasping for breath, and a few of them were so weak in their hands and feet because of fear that they couldn't even hold the knife tightly.The only thing that can truly be as immovable as a mountain is Paijiang Xueqing.Jiang Xueqing was also nervous at the beginning, but after he cut down two devils one after another and splashed blood on his face, he changed and grew up.The blood was splashed on the face when he killed the first devil, his instructor was not here, otherwise Jiang Xueqing would definitely be scolded.After knocking away the spear stabbed by the devil in front of him, he slashed down, and the blade was right on the neck of the little devil. In this case, as long as he dragged lightly, the devil would definitely cut his neck open even if he didn't turn his head. arteries and died.The difference between straight cutting and dragging, the instructor has talked about it many times when teaching.Jiang Xueqing still forgot, he slashed down fiercely, but even though he turned the devil over on the spot, the knife was embedded in the neck bone, and with all his strength, he couldn't pull it out, and was brought down by the devil up.He was caught off guard and fell to the ground. At this time, if a devil came over and stabbed him, he probably didn't even know how he died.He was lucky, there were no idle devils nearby, he sat on the ground, drew his knife with both hands, and when the knife came out, blood sprayed all over his face.It is conceivable that he was nervous, his eyes were dazzled by the blood, and the feeling of fright made him cry out loud.Screaming, blood flowed into his mouth, it was a salty taste.With the blood in his throat, he was not so nervous, and then he thought of the famous line in Yue Wumu's "Man Jianghong" - laughing and talking about drinking the blood of the Xiongnu.He got up, looked up to the sky and shouted: "Grandma, I'm drinking human blood, Japanese pirate blood!" A devil stabbed at him with a gun, this time, he didn't have the slightest nervousness anymore.Strangely, the quick movements of the devil actually slowed down in his opinion.So, he deftly pushed aside the spear, and with a single stab, a big head shot up into the sky with bared teeth—this time, he was considered to have practiced it.

It is said that in the Broadsword Squad of the 29th Army, the evaluation of a soldier's swordsmanship is not based on how many devils he has killed and whether he has been injured, but on the way he chops his head.A real head-cutting master doesn't need much effort from the looks of his head, and it's over with a little delay.This is why the Japanese army is particularly afraid of the 29th Army Broadsword Team. The Japanese are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of beheading.The other party chopped off their own heads like chopping melons and vegetables, which made them feel genuinely scared.

Under the leadership of Jiang Xueqing, he found a platoon of brothers and rushed straight down the mountain like a tiger. Gradually, he broke away from the main force and rushed into the hinterland of the devils.During this process, five brothers were killed by stray bullets, and two others were also injured. The other one accidentally cut his foot with a knife in the process of fighting the devil because of nervousness. .

"Nine!" Jiang Xueqing had already killed nine devils, and four of them had their heads chopped off.He memorized the number of devils he killed, and the murderous aura on his body became more and more heavy, so that the devils who rushed to him saw him as if they had seen a ghost.

(End of this chapter)