The Japs of the task force were heavily surrounded by Jiang Hailong's troops. Seeing that the enemy no longer fired, Captain Yahara ordered his men to install bayonets on their guns, remove the bullets, and prepare for hand-to-hand combat. Jiang Hailong ordered the soldiers of the special agent company not to shoot. First, it was intentional.
Let the soldiers meet this group of powerful enemies for a while. Secondly, there are too many people around, and they are afraid of causing accidental injuries by shooting.
Jiang Hailong shouted: "Brothers, these devils have bloodbathed many villages a few days ago. Our Anti-Japanese Tigers must show their strength and fight violence with violence. Let the devils know how powerful the Chinese are. Don't spare any of them."
Pass!"
"Kill!" the soldiers of the special agent company roared and rushed towards the Japanese task force like tigers. As soon as the two equally ferocious teams came into contact, the two sides immediately engaged in a melee, with the sound of swords and guns, shouts and screams echoing. Yahara
He was surprised to find that this army was much stronger than the Chinese army he had encountered before. It was actually very difficult for his own elite members of the imperial army to fight with them one on one. At this time, his own army had no advantage in numbers. A kind of full
The ominous premonition of the annihilation of the army swept through his body. He roared and fought hard, preparing to be loyal to the emperor in the end.
There were casualties as soon as the two sides fought. Captain Yahara watched his team members being slaughtered by the enemy troops who were roaring forward and backward. His eyes were red, and he swung his saber and howled, slashing left and right wildly.
Wang Dali knocked over a Jaap with a few moves and said in his mouth: "The Japs Task Force is nothing more than that." He had no idea that under Jiang Hailong's guidance, his kung fu had greatly improved. Although the skills of ordinary Japs in the Task Force were
Comprehensive but fighting alone is no match for him.
Jiang Hailong killed the two Japs next to Yahara. At this time, the soldiers of the special agent company killed the Japs from the task force without any suspense. A dozen soldiers held Yahara with bloody bayonets and guns.
They surrounded him. Jiang Hailong used the Japanese saber in his hand to trade the soldier with a big knife. He wanted to use the Chinese big knife to hack to death this Japanese soldier who had massacred hundreds of Chinese people.
The surrounded Yahara howled like a trapped animal, waved his command knife and forced a soldier of the special agent company who was close to him to take one step back. He took two steps back, and suddenly and unexpectedly stabbed himself in the abdomen with the knife in his backhand.
Jiang Hailong shouted in Japanese: "Coward!" The roar made Yahara's whole body tremble, and the knife stopped in mid-air.
Yahara raised his head and said loudly: "I am loyal to His Majesty the Emperor. I would rather die than be taken prisoner. I am definitely not a coward!"
Jiang Hailong said: "You can massacre prisoners of war and civilians, but you don't dare to duel me with a knife. You try to escape by committing suicide, and you still say you are not a coward. The Emperor of Japan will never appreciate a coward like you! If you still think you are a soldier, just take it
Pick up the knife and fight me to death. Don't worry, I will never take you as a prisoner. You have chopped down hundreds of Chinese people. Today I want you to taste the feeling of being chopped to death by the Chinese!" He said to the soldiers in Chinese:
"Under any circumstances, you are not allowed to shoot or come up to touch up." He translated this to Yahara again.
Yahara stood up at attention, bowed to Jiang Hailong, and said, "You are a real soldier. Thank you for giving me a fair duel!"
Jiang Hailong didn't bother to talk to him anymore, he raised his sword and took good posture. Yawara was full of energy, yelled "Wow!", and came up with two swish swords, his movements were fast and violent.
Yahara's face was full of flesh and he was full of brute force. The sword was heavier than the Japanese saber. When Jiang Hailong used the back of the sword to knock Yahara's sword away, he still felt his arm numb from the shock. He knew he had met a powerful enemy. He was fully focused and did not dare to underestimate the enemy in the slightest.
Thoughts, masters compete, victory or defeat is instantaneous.
Jiang Hailong quickly counterattacked twice while defending almost at the same time. The first one was avoided by Yahara, and the second one was dodged slightly slower, leaving a blood mark on his left arm. Yahara became more excited after seeing the blood, and his eyes were red, like a wounded beast.
He counterattacked wildly, swung his sword like wind, and slashed at the opponent's fatal parts with every move.
The two of them fought with lightning speed for more than a dozen moves. Although Jiang Hailong's fur was not injured, he seemed to be in danger. Several times, he seemed to be barely able to escape when he was about to be hit. However, his face was relaxed, and he moved his