Yahara was stabbed several times on his hands, lower abdomen, chest and back. Although it was not fatal, he was almost bloody. Seeing that he was bound to win, his opponent cunningly dodged the several stabs he was sure to take, and he received a stab in the thigh that was not serious.
Yahara became furious and furious, knowing how powerful the leader of the Anti-Japanese Tigers was. Thinking that he would not be able to escape death today anyway, he roared, and used his sword to chop left and right without thinking about himself. He performed a desperate move that would lead to death, forcing Jiang Hailong to change his rhythm.
, parrying again and again, any of Yahara's desperate moves can cause death or disability.
As soon as the battle on the New Fourth Army side ended, Feng Ying and several New Fourth Army soldiers rushed over. Just seeing this scene, she grabbed Wang Dali's wrist and closed her eyes nervously. Little did she know how strong she was when she was nervous
, the sharp nails dug into Wang Dali's flesh.
Wang Dali grinned in pain. The captain was fighting nervously with the enemy and did not dare to scream. He gently patted the back of Feng Ying's hand to comfort him: "Don't worry, I can see it. The captain is playing tricks on the enemy. He wants to kill the enemy."
Tortured to death." But my heart was bleeding, and I secretly cried: "Damn, I'm really suffering, I don't dare to resist after being pinched like this, but I still want to comfort others with good words!"
Wang Dali was worthy of being the captain's direct disciple, and he finally saw the point. As if in response to his words, Jiang Hailong let out a thunderous roar and roared: "You little devil, please pay with your life!" The broadsword struck Yahara's forehead fiercely.
Yahara raised his sword with both hands to block. He was covered in wounds. He had been attacking more than defending before, and his strength was at the end of his strength. He could still withstand Jiang Hailong's domineering attack. Jiang Hailong's blade was slightly deflected, but the power of the sword did not decrease.
One knife cut off half of Yahara's shoulder, bone and flesh. He pursued the victory, then twisted his waist and turned back with a "Hey!" strike across the entire army, cutting Yahara's waist, who was already unsteady, into two pieces, with blood and internal organs spilled all over the floor.
.The scene was very bloody, and everyone was shocked.
Jiang Hailong slowly turned around and said: "The Japanese army killed more than 300,000 Chinese soldiers and civilians in Nanjing alone. On that day, Nanjing was littered with corpses and blood flowed into rivers. Yahara alone killed more than 100 Chinese people. This is what he deserves."
Ending. We, the Anti-Japanese Tigers, are going to fight violence with violence and let the little Japanese pay for their debt with blood!"
"Let the little devil pay with blood!" the Anti-Japanese Tigers soldiers shouted in unison, raising their guns.
Jiang Hailong returned the sword to the soldier. The soldier took his sword, looked left and right, and said to himself: "It's strange. When I usually train with a sword, I have trouble cutting down a tree as thick as a bowl, but the captain can actually cut it in half with it."
Japs. It doesn’t seem like the problem is with the knife.”
Seeing Feng Ying in the crowd, Jiang Hailong said: "Instructor Feng cares so much about me and came to see me kill Japanese soldiers in person. I'm really flattered!" He wanted to lighten the battlefield atmosphere with a joke.
Feng Ying blushed and scolded: "I don't care about you. You are very good. If you can't just kill the Japanese with one shot, you have to go to such great lengths to fight hand-to-hand. Personal heroism!"
Wang Dali had been holding back for a long time, and finally broke out. He pointed at his wrist that was pinched red and purple and said to Feng Ying: "You still said you don't care about the captain, look at how nervous you were when you pinched me.
! My poor hands are so unjust. They were not injured even when fighting the Japanese, but they were destroyed in the hands of the instructors of the New Fourth Army!" He shouted exaggeratedly, causing the soldiers to burst into laughter. Feng Ying was so embarrassed that she wished she could find one.
Drill into the cracks in the ground.
At the end of the battle, less than one squad of Japanese soldiers broke through and escaped. The task force carefully organized by the Japanese soldiers, including the captain, was wiped out. Jiang Hailong asked for a camera from the communications corps to take pictures of the battlefield. This information would be a treasure in Zhou Jun's hands.
, of great use.
The weapons and ammunition captured by the Japanese were piled up in categories. The New Fourth Army was polite and only took half of them. The soldiers from the special agent company moved the remaining weapons to the trucks they brought.
When Jiang Hailong was thinking about how the New Fourth Army would transport so many supplies on the train, he saw a few New Fourth Army soldiers bringing a large number of civilians from nowhere, including those pushing flatbed carts, wheelbarrows, and poles. They were a mass of black people, overwhelmingly rushing towards the train.
Go. He sighed and said to Wang Dali: "The New Fourth Army is really good at doing mass work. The National Army is far behind them!"