Almost all the thousands of troops who had learned the news entered the mountains and guarded various key points in the mountains with loaded guns and live ammunition, further compressing the movement space of the still active Fujiwara Senzuo.
Even so, Tang Dao and the five men had been tracking for more than 11 hours, and Fujiwara Senio's position was still changing. Even though he was as strong as Kuroko, he couldn't bear it anymore.
Fortunately, at dusk in the afternoon, a mountain peak that was almost straight up and down was where the target finally appeared.
Seeing Hammer walking back and forth anxiously at the bottom of the mountain, Tang Dao had already determined that the target was on the mountain.
However, this seems to be a dead end.
Why did Senio Fujiwara make such a stupid choice?
Tang Dao, who was standing behind a large rock and silently staring at the mountain peak, had a slightly stern look in his eyes. A figure in a white shirt flashed in the forest only 200 meters away from him in a straight line.
A voice came from afar: "Tang Jun is really good at it. He not only induced Zhan Xiong to kill General Yamashita, but also used shameful means to force Zhan Xiong into this desperate situation.
That being the case, Zhan Xiong invites you to go up to the mountain to meet us alone. How about you and I, old friends, looking at the clouds all over the sky together?"
"Mr. Fujiwara, what do you think?" Tang Dao said indifferently.
But the hand behind his back made a few gestures, and the three people led by Heizi raised their guns in their respective fighting positions.
Shen Laoliu pointed his semi-automatic rifle at the woods, his eyes searching for any enemy who dared to appear in his sight.
Tang Tuanzuo's hand gesture command is to shoot immediately once the target is found!
Who is Tang Dao? He is a soldier, a strong soldier trained on countless battlefields of blood and fire.
No matter how much he wants to save his subordinates, he will not leave any claws or claws for the jackals, tigers or leopards that can hurt people. If the enemy can break the limbs of his subordinates, he will retaliate in the same way.
Martial arts training is life for Fujiwara Senzuo, but for Tang Dao, it is just an auxiliary skill to assist him in killing Japanese Japs.
If you can't save your nation from fire and water, what's the use of martial arts? If you can save your country and nation, what if you fall into the devil's path? Everything Tang Dao has done in the past six months has been for the single word "kill"
, kill more little devils.
Now, how can we be an exception?
The reason why he let Fujiwara go first was that Fujiwara might place some of his personal belongings in the Tibetan area so that he could track them down, but obviously, Fujiwara was more cunning than he thought.
Even after encountering such a predicament, he still firmly held on to his last trump card. Until now, no clues have been exposed. News also came from Xia Dayu. Thousands of people were mobilized to search, and still nothing about the captured people was found.
News from brother.
"Since you, Fujiwara Battle, have this idea, we can have a frank discussion here. Tell us your exchange conditions. However, there is no Yamashita here for you Fujiwara Battle to kill. It's just a one-shot deal. Fujiwara Battle
What do you think?" Tang Dao suddenly took a step forward and left the boulder where he was hiding. His entire body was completely exposed in the open space without any cover.
Seeing Tang Dao boldly walking out of the bunker, Fujiwara Battler, who was hiding in the woods, suddenly laughed: "Tang Jun, don't think that once you have the upper hand, you will be able to trick Battler to death. I don't want to be beaten by Tang Dao like this."
The sharpshooters under your command have been beaten into a honeycomb.
Tang Jun, no matter how cunning and wise you are, with Zhan Xiong's understanding of you, you will eventually come up? As the same saying goes, although there is no tea, there is clouds!"
"It seems that Mr. Fujiwara really understands me!" Tang Dao shook his head and sighed slightly. "Yes, I will eventually get there, but no matter how I get there...you, Mr. Fujiwara, are about to die, do you believe
Do not believe?"
Tang Dao's deliberate sentence interruption, really, almost made Heizi shoot out a bunch of bullets with a shake of his hand.
The regimental commander's taste is so strong that it's hard to even look directly at him.
"Tang Jun, you are already a high-ranking person, why are you so greedy for the power of words? But you are a bit inferior." Fujiwara Senzuo, who also almost vomited blood at Tang Danzao's words, had a livid face.
"Tang Jun, don't you want to know how I killed your subordinate yesterday? I have to say that the individual strength of your noble soldier is not high, but his will is extremely outstanding. Even if he knows that he is dead, he still tries his best to resist, and he
I know that all the resistance he put up was not for survival, but just to make a sound and pass it on to his comrades. He is really a kind and righteous elite! Unfortunately, the two armies were fighting, and I couldn't tolerate any mercy, so I had to kill with my own hands.
Got him."
"You bastard, I'm going to kill you and skin you!" Shen Laoliu's eyes widened at Fujiwara Senio's provocative tone. If Kuroko hadn't held him down, I'm afraid he would have shot him.
The expression on Tang Dao's face did not change at all, but the hands behind his back were suddenly clenched.
Very angry!
It was extremely painful to see the remains of the special forces soldiers that I had carefully trained with my own eyes, and to be described like this by Fujiwara Senzuo again, it was extremely difficult for anyone to calm down.
Obviously, this is the purpose of Fujiwara Senzuo. He is not afraid of an angry Tang Dao, but a calm Tang Dao.
But obviously, he was wrong. The angry Tang Dao was several times scarier than the calm Tang Dao.
The old enemies of China and Japan, even before they had a fight, had already started a wave of mutual harm, and both were quite fruitful, so it was considered a draw.
"Besides, if you, Tang Jun, don't talk to Zhan Xiong face to face, then Zhan Xiong will have to gather up his last strength to break out with all his strength. Although the possibility is unlikely, Tang Jun, you will lose the last knowledge of the area where your nobles are.
This is your chance." Seeing that Tang Dao was still unmoved, Fujiwara Senio could only continue to persuade him.
"I have to say, little Xiongxiong, you are a man. In order not to lose your last trump card, you would rather lose all the supplies. You haven't eaten in the past 20 hours! And on this basis, you have to jump up and down in such high mountains for 11 hours.
Being able to be so powerful is an eye-opener for us. But, little Xiongxiong, you have told the truth unintentionally. The reason why you choose to wait for me here is just to run away without me having sex with you.
You can run away and die on the spot!" Tang Dao's face was calm, and then his tone was cold.
"But just now, you are still bragging to me about breaking out of the encirclement. Even if I order the whole army of the 17th Division to open the way for you, if you can continue to move ten miles at the previous speed, what if I personally send you to Pingbeicheng?
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Although Fujiwara Senzuo still spoke of Tang Jun, Tang Dao was too lazy to play with him anymore, so he gave him the little bear bear, just like he called the half-big wild boar little darling.
Fujiwara Battle's face turned green again because of the three words "Little Bear Bear". After a while, he slowly said: "I admit, Mr. Tang, you are right. Battle Hero has indeed reached the most dangerous situation in his life. If he runs away again,
If you go down, you may no longer have the energy to fight with Mr. Tang.
But so what, the war hero may not be able to escape this disaster after all, but he will always have a famous Chinese soldier by his side on the road to Huangquan. However, his death was a bit more tragic. The ants in the Taihang Mountains are really strong!"
As soon as he said this, Tang Dao fell silent.
"Tuanzuo, no! The stupid little devil must have a conspiracy." Shen Laoliu's anxious voice came.
"I can throw out all my equipment and only keep my samurai sword, and you can only bring your saber. No, maybe you don't have to go to that trouble. I still have one that I captured from your family.
The workmanship is good." Following the voice, Fujiwara Senzuo threw his equipment out little by little.
A Browning pistol and two grenades were thrown out one by one in Shen Laoliu's sight. The equipment that Fujiwara Senio had not been willing to discard until now was thrown out one by one, but his figure was not visible.
Obviously, Fujiwara Senzuo still did not relax his vigilance at this moment, and only one hand appeared at most.
"By the way, there is also your subordinate with the big sword. Let him stay away. He is already unable to defeat you alone. If you add him, he will definitely not be your opponent." Fujiwara at this time
Zhan Xiong completely lost his once arrogant master demeanor and became like an honest child instead.
Because what he said is all the truth.
When Tang Dao was in Zhengcheng, he fought with him all over the place, and if he added Ming Xin, it would really cost him his life.
What the hell? Martial arts practice is all about welcoming men. You can welcome one man, but if two men come together and attack from the front and back, forget it! Fujiwara Senzuo's arousal was already present at the moment he fled in embarrassment.
, and was thrown into the Mariana Trench.
"Okay, as you wish!" Tang Daocheng waved his hand behind him. "No one is allowed to go up the mountain without my order."
Although Ming Xin looked angry, she did not dare to disobey the order. She turned around and left with his big sword on her back.
Ming Xin's expression turned ugly, not because Tang Dao wanted to go into danger alone, but because he couldn't chop off that guy's head with one sword.
No one in the field could understand Tang Dao's individual strength as well as Mingxin. Mingxin was confident that he would be undefeated against Tang Dao on the training ground, but that was on the training ground.
If it were a life-and-death fight on the battlefield, Ming Xin knew very well that the one who survived would definitely be the Tang Sword. If such a Tang Sword could die in the hands of the Japanese, then it would be in vain to add him to the list.
After giving the military order, Tang Dao slowly pulled out his gun and threw it aside. He even threw aside the military spur tied to his calf and the military spike tied to his arm, and then slowly walked towards the mountain with his bare hands.
Go on foot.
"As you wish, I'm here, Senio Fujiwara."
Watching Tang Dao slowly walk up the mountain with his bare hands, Heizi grabbed the hammer that was already showing its teeth in an anxious manner, his eyes full of helplessness but also full of admiration.
The regimental commander ignored the military regulations that had been promulgated by the regiment headquarters and went into danger alone, but he had to go through this adventure just to keep the captured brothers alive.
How could he not want to follow such a commander? Although he still thought it was wrong.
But what if it were him? How should I choose? It should be the same as the commander! For the life of his comrades, everything is worth it, even if it is an exchange.
"Keep an eye on them all. As long as someone other than the regiment commander appears, shoot immediately. Reiterate the order and shoot immediately, no matter when." Heizi issued a murderous order to Shen Laoliu and Lu Zhongda, and he also
The MG34 machine gun was mounted.
Even he knew it was almost impossible.
Maybe there is someone stronger than the chief in this world, but he is definitely not the Japanese who was chased like a dog.
Since he followed Tang Dao, the Si Xing regiment has never been defeated, and Tang Dao has never lost. The battle in front of the Si Xing warehouse convinced Heizi that his superiors were just chopping melons and vegetables when killing Japanese.
It is almost no longer blind trust, but a kind of belief. This is completely different from Ming Xin's evaluation simply based on strength. Perhaps the only similarity is that they all believe that Tang Dao will not be defeated.
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In addition to the steep terrain, this mountain peak is actually not very high in altitude. The vertical height of more than 300 meters is only a few minutes away for Tang Dao.
Soon, Tang Dao, who was slowly walking up to the top of the mountain in an open space with a radius of nearly 300 meters, saw Fujiwara Senzuo sitting cross-legged and waiting for him.
Fujiwara Senzuo was quite trustworthy, but he was probably afraid that Tang Dao would turn around and run away if he thought he was not trustworthy, so his last-ditch choice would be meaningless.
There were at least hundreds of people nearby for several miles. With just one signal bomb, more than a thousand people would surround him. Even if he was a flying bird, he would not be able to escape.
A military thorn was inserted into the trunk of a big tree on the top of the mountain.
Tang Dao held the three-edged military thorn that belonged to his brother that had been inserted into the trunk of the pine tree by Sentou Fujiwara in his back hand. His face was expressionless, and he just watched quietly as Sentous Fujiwara, who was wearing military trousers and a white shirt, slowly stood up.
Fighting Fujiwara, holding a gleaming samurai sword in one hand, suddenly had a smile on his lips: "Tang Jun is indeed affectionate and righteous. No wonder he can make thousands of people in an infantry regiment obey him. For the sake of the lives of his subordinates, he went into danger alone. Fighting hero admires him.
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"If I were you, I wouldn't talk so much nonsense. I have already agreed to your conditions. Give me the location of my subordinates, and I will accompany you in a one-on-one match as you wish, regardless of winning or losing.
But life and death!" Tang Dao's voice was colder than ever.
He could hardly suppress the killing intent surging in his chest.
Especially when he saw this Japanese man pretending to be cool. Pretending was not impossible, but he couldn't tolerate people who pretended to risk the lives of their comrades.
"Tang Jun wants the position, of course you can, but you have to be able to kill me first. Of course, I have to remind you that I will draw the position on your chest. Don't let the blood imprint it.
Yes." Fujiwara Senzuo shook his head and sighed as he unbuttoned his clothes and exposed his chest, with a map clearly drawn on his chest.
Fujiwara Senio, an 'honest boy', used this hand to tell Tang Dao not to hurt my vital part, or even let me bleed in front of me, otherwise no one would know where your brother's bones are buried.
Don't tell me, it's quite real. He exposed his little secret as soon as he came up, as if Tang Dao couldn't do it without taking a closer look.
It's a pity that he is not a girl, and Tang Tuanzuo is not in such a good mood.
Tang Dao narrowed his eyes slightly, staggered his feet slightly, and walked straight up. He was more than ten meters away in an instant.
If you can do it, don't force it. This is Tang Tuanzuo's habit.
Fujiwara Senio's so-called psychological blow is not even close to scratching the surface of Tang Dao, whose soul has long been tempered by the battlefield of blood and fire.
And Tang Dao rushed forward, and the military spur held in his right hand suddenly stabbed Fujiwara Senxiong's chest. The sword went straight in, fierce and direct. It seemed that he was not affected at all by the Tibetan map that Fujiwara Senxiong said just now was drawn on his chest.
Of course, Tang Dao will not be restrained by this. If he is disturbed by Fujiwara Senio's words and gives up attacking such a vital place as the chest, there will inevitably be deviations in the shots. In the battle between masters, there is only a slight difference, and any hesitation may lead to a fatal blow.
Gave his own life.
If he dies, even if the special soldier is found and revived, I'm afraid he would rather die himself? In any case, the best thing to do now is to beat this guy until he can't even recognize him.
Baga is so fast, this is the most direct feeling of the person involved, Senio Fujiwara.
Tang Dao, who has become the commander of thousands of people, is actually improving compared to a few months ago. This is really something that makes Fujiwara Senzuo feel incredible.
Combined with Tang Dao's attack on him at dawn, Fujiwara Senzuo was even more certain that Tang Dao did not use all his strength at that time, but just wanted to dig a hole for him.
The key is that he is still planning to jump. Thinking of this, Fujiwara Senzuo feels tight in his chest.
However, the slight increase in blood pressure did not slow down Fujiwara Senio's body's honest reaction. With a slight flick of his wrist, a sword appeared, and it hit Tang Dao's chest and abdomen.
He didn't even dodge, he faced the Tang Dao's stab with his chest, and struck the opponent with the knife in his hand.
It's not impossible to block Tang Dao's lightning-like thrust, but what happens after blocking this thrust?
Tang Dao, who had already taken the lead, continued to attack, and he continued to block? If the strength of the two was not much different, the attacker would naturally take advantage, and the defender would naturally have to work harder. If nothing unexpected happened, the defender would be exhausted.
The moment of death is the moment of death.
Therefore, Fujiwara Senzuo did not choose to resist, but instead chose to move forward like Tang Dao, with a posture of stabbing me to death, and I will kill you.
At this moment, what Fujiwara Senzuo is stronger than a few months ago is his courage to face death. He did not back down at the last moment like he did a few months ago.
The battlefield, a place where there is only life and death, is the training ground for true masters.
Even though the sharp force of Tang's sword almost stung his eyes, the sword in his hand still struck steadily.
The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword shone on the top of the mountain under the red clouds all over the sky!
Perhaps even the most imaginative person would not have thought that if two super masters exchanged blows, they would die together with the enemy.
If no one changes their moves, the next moment, the two super masters will meet life and death in one move. One will have his chest pierced by a military thorn, and the other will have his chest and abdomen opened by a sharp samurai sword.
There are no injuries, only death.
No one can survive.
Tang Dao's eyes became colder and colder. If you look closely, you can see that there is really a layer of blood covering his eyes, like a bloody mist.
"die!"
Tang Dao roared and swung his left arm towards the blade, but his right arm still stabbed forward.
It was as if his left arm was made of steel and could block the sharp blade.
Obviously, that is impossible, and the final result will still be that the left arm will be cut in two, and the chest and abdomen with the middle door will still be smashed open.
But Fujiwara Senzuo's expression changed drastically.
