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Chapter 0028 Use my blood to awaken the unyielding military soul!

The Dragon Boat Festival turned over and dismounted, slapped the horse's butt, and ran into the alley like a psychic.

The Japanese did not intercept the war horse because the Dragon Boat Festival was their main target.

Behind him were the explosions that kept igniting, and the terrifying screams of the Japanese. In this context, the Dragon Boat Festival faced more than 30 Japanese soldiers with guns and ammunition.

The Japanese soldiers pulled out their battle knife and shouted loudly: "Refuse the bullet!"

The Japanese quickly pulled the bolt and pulled all the bullets out of the chamber.

The golden shell kept jumping out of the gun chamber, just like falling beans.

"Strike!"

Amid the roar of the Japanese soldiers, thirty Japanese soldiers held bayonets and rushed towards the Dragon Boat Festival like ferocious beasts.

Dragon Boat Festival has already put life and death aside.

Although today's plan was a bit hasty, he did not regret it. Since he had already been killed in today, he would not let every Japanese go until he died in battle.

"kill!"

The Dragon Boat Festival roared and rushed towards more than thirty Japanese devils.

The Japanese's pupils suddenly shrank, and their faces were filled with fear. Although there was only one person who charged at the Dragon Boat Festival at this time, the momentum was like a thousand troops.

At this moment, in the eyes of the Japanese, it was not just one person charging at them, but hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of people charging at them.

That overwhelming momentum can make them breathless!

puff!

The Dragon Boat Festival was full of momentum, and he pushed a Japanese bayonet away from behind and directly pierced the other party's chest.

With a bayonet, he opened a big hole in the Japanese chest and threw the Japanese out to the left.

The Japanese's corpse hit several other Japanese. The left side of the Dragon Boat Festival is temporarily safe.

But the two Japanese on the right were both holding Type 38 rifles and stabbing towards the Dragon Boat Festival.

As soon as the Dragon Boat Festival shrank, the two Japanese bayonets left empty, turned right and pressed the Japanese gun. After turning 180 degrees, the buttstock of the rifle directly hit the head of the Japanese who was closest to the Dragon Boat Festival.

The Japanese were hit and vomited blood, and knocked down another Japanese.

"Baga!"

The Japanese soldiers roared and raised their swords and slashed towards Dragon Boat Festival.

Turning around on the Dragon Boat Festival, the Type 38 rifle pierced the Japanese soldiers' chest like a spear.

The Japanese soldiers' warrior sword slashed into the air, but hung down weakly. The body was supported by the Type 38 rifle and hung in the air. I'm afraid he didn't expect that Dragon Boat Festival would have such a move.

The samurai sword fell to the ground and was captured by Dragon Boat Festival, and three Japanese devils were chopped down in a row.

The roar of the Japanese came from behind again, and the three Japanese stabbed towards the Dragon Boat Festival side by side.

The right knife blocked the bayonet of the first Japanese devil, and used the bayonet of the first Japanese devil to pick the bayonet of the second and third Japanese devils.

The three Japanese bayonets were blocked, but the fierce Japanese did not admit defeat at all and tried their best to the Dragon Boat Festival together.

"Go to die in the Chinese people!"

In the roar, the huge force suppressed the Dragon Boat Festival to continue to retreat. The knife in the Dragon Boat Festival's hand was also pushed towards the Dragon Boat Festival.

The knife was pushed three inches into the Dragon Boat Festival's chest, and the sharp blade was about to pierce the Dragon Boat Festival's clothes.

Dragon Boat Festival tried hard to use a samurai sword to resist the strength of the three opponents. He quickly pulled out a pistol from his right waist with his left hand and aimed it at the Japanese abdomen for three shots.

The three Japanese were beaten and screamed and fell to the ground in pain.

The Dragon Boat Festival was about to make up for a few more shots, but at this time, more Japanese soldiers surrounded him.

The Dragon Boat Festival's right-hand knife and left-hand gun were killed in the Japanese group.

Half of the thirty Japanese were killed by Dragon Boat Festival, and the rest were injured and timid. They were frightened by Dragon Boat Festival and retreated step by step.

"Come on!"

The Dragon Boat Festival roared, and he was covered in blood. Against the backdrop of the war, he was like a bloody killing god.

The timid man was scared by the drum and sat on the ground with his legs weak. Although the rest of the Japanese were holding rifles in their hands, they kept regressing.

"Bagayalu, what are you doing?"

At this moment, Major Yamamoto roared and rushed over.

He was resting just now, not wearing any military uniforms, and was blown up all over. If he hadn't been knocked down by an adjutant at the moment when the grenade exploded, he would have probably gone to see his Amaterasu at this time.

And when he came to his senses, Dragon Boat Festival had already killed him.

When he saw the tent where the garrison was stored caught fire, he quickly ordered other Japanese to put out the fire, while he brought people to chase and kill the Dragon Boat Festival.

He led more than a hundred Japanese, but when he chased him, he found that there was only one person who attacked his camp.

This is a great shame for the Imperial Army.

He roared and scolded the scared Japanese. Then he walked angrily to the Dragon Boat Festival and roared: "Is it you who brought huge losses to my Japanese Imperial Army today?"

"Yes! Do you dare to fight me?"

The Dragon Boat Festival long sword pointed directly at Major Yamamoto.

"Just because of this, one knife flows seven times, please give me some advice."

Major Yamamoto drew his sword, held the knife in both hands, and posed in a slashing knife style.

The Dragon Boat Festival inserted the pistol of the photoshooting bullet back to his waist. It was just now that he discovered that a hole was cut on the back of his left hand.

Dragon Boat Festival licked the blood from the wound with its tongue, then spit it on the ground, holding the hilt of the knife in both hands.

Major Yamamoto roared and rushed straight towards him. His sword was as heavy as a mountain, and no one could stop him from slashing from the front. This was the result of his sword slashing thousands of times a day.

Thousands of times a day, tens of thousands of times a day, and hundreds of thousands of times a day.

What a horrible number.

Yamamoto Taro's sword was unstoppable, but he didn't know that Chinese martial arts have been saying that since ancient times, it is a saying that it is a big deal to achieve a big deal.

Dragon Boat Festival pretended to go to welcome Major Yamamoto's sword, but turned around the moment the two swords were connected, drew the sword, and cut it horizontally.

The movements are smooth and smooth, but Taro Yamamoto uses old moves.

His knife was cut in the air and was trying hard to retract the knife. But at this moment, the Dragon Boat Festival sword arrived and cut into the back of Yamamoto Taro's neck, cutting off Yamamoto Taro's head.

Yamamoto Taro's headless body fell to the ground.

The Japanese were shocked and widened their eyes, but then they roared and shot at the same time.

More than a hundred guns were lifted at the same time. If the bullets were out of the chamber, let alone a Dragon Boat Festival, even ten Dragon Boat Festivals would be instantly beaten into a sieve.

But facing so many guns, Dragon Boat Festival was not afraid of it. Because of the battle tonight, Taro Yamamoto was killed by him, and Yamamoto's brigade was unable to fight again.

"Come on! Come on and kill me!"

Dragon Boat Festival roared with a sword in his arms, and he was covered in blood, like a wounded beast, charging at more than a hundred Japanese with guns and live ammunition!

"Baga Road!"

The Japanese were angry and roaring, and they pulled the bolt and pushed the bullets into the chamber.

"shooting!"

Amid the roar of a captain and officer of the Japanese, the Japanese all aimed the muzzles of the bullets at the running Dragon Boat Festival!......
Chapter completed!
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