"There are many of us, so don't fight the Japanese in a one-on-one fight. Two or three will fight one. It's not shameful to fight in a sleazy way, it's only shameful if you lose."
Quick Gun Team, I formed you to make you a living? Shoot me with a gun! If you can use a gun, don't use a knife..."
On the entire battlefield, the loudest one was the Dragon Boat Festival, who ordered the soldiers of the 44th Division and the soldiers of the Independent Battalion of the 87th Division to fight the Japanese in groups. Those who can use guns should not use knives. Fighting can be a little more obscene and not embarrassing.
At this time, the enemy's 38th Regiment had become the target of Duanwu. Duanwu used six times the enemy's force to encircle the Japanese.
However, because the soldiers of the 44th Division were not familiar with Dragon Boat Festival tactics, they actually suffered a loss when fighting the Japanese.
Duanwu quickly used his roar to turn the tide of the battle.
At the moment of life and death, the soldiers had no time to think and had already begun to carry out the orders of the Dragon Boat Festival. They no longer ran to fight the Japanese alone, but several people formed a gang to deal with one Japanese.
The pistol team of the independent battalion also began to use its force, aiming at the Japanese who were alone, or the Japanese who could hit accurately, and shot them to death indiscriminately.
The little Jaap was miserable, and he had relied on his stabbing skills to hold on. However, with the Dragon Boat Festival's order, the battle situation suddenly took a turn for the worse, and the Japs were defeated in a one-sided manner.
And those Japanese who understand a little bit of Chinese are cursing the Dragon Boat Festival for being a bad guy. They actually instigated their own soldiers to fight in groups and beat them with bullets during the stabbing.
Of course, MCC also heard Dragon Boat Festival's roar. He recognized Dragon Boat Festival as the instigator at a glance.
"You guys stop the Chinese people from me, you come with me, Baga, finally let me know who that Dragon Boat Festival is!"
Zhongyecang was very excited, and he led his guards to kill Duanwu. But at this time, the communications officer came with a radio to report: "Your Excellency, we have received the news from Mr. Sasaki. Mr. Sasaki,
Let us hold on for another half hour and reinforcements will definitely arrive."
"Baga, the reinforcements are useless. This is a blitzkrieg launched by the Chinese army. They have invested all their troops in order to eliminate us as quickly as possible.
Judging from the current strength of the troops, this battle will be over in less than ten minutes. It will end with the death of all our Imperial Japanese Army!
Hum hum! In that case, let us die like a warrior, the radio is useless. We must rely on our own strength to kill all these Chinese people!"
MCC said, grabbing the radio and throwing it heavily on a stone.
The radio station was smashed to pieces, but at this time, MCC didn't even look at the radio station, so he pulled out his sword and strode towards Dragon Boat Festival.
A soldier of the 44th Division stabbed him with a gun. The old devil blocked the knife in his right hand and shouted with a ferocious face: "Chinese people, do you think my head in Zhongyecang is so easy to get? I want it."
You are a hundred years too early to kill me, MCC!"
puff!
Zhongyecang slashed the soldiers of the 44th Division to the ground with a backhand strike.
This old devil is not as simple as he seems at all. He has very high attainments in swordsmanship. If we were to classify him according to Japanese swordsmanship, his swordsmanship would be at least seventh level. Therefore, ordinary Chinese soldiers are no match for MCC.
MCC killed seven or eight Chinese soldiers in a row, and their swords and uniforms were stained red with blood.
At this time, he finally attracted Duanwu's attention. Duanwu also killed more than a dozen Japanese, and his body and knife were all covered with their blood.
The two people met in the center of the battlefield, their eyes facing each other.
At this moment, it seemed that they were the only two people left on the entire battlefield. The noise around them and the fighting officers and soldiers seemed to disappear in an instant. Only these two people were looking at each other from a distance of more than ten meters.
The old devil Zhongyecang smiled ferociously and sneered: "Mr. Dragon Boat Festival, I finally caught you!"
Duanwu said nonchalantly: "Do you want to arrest me, or are you here to die?"
Zhongyecang continued to smile evilly: "I like tough-talking Chinese like you. Your tactics really impress me, but it's a pity that you will die in my hands today. My swordsmanship has reached at least the eighth level."
Duanwu sneered and said, "The last old devil said the same thing. Unfortunately, the grass on his grave is now a foot high."
"Nani?"
Zhongyecang didn't know that Duanwu was joking. He actually took it seriously. He felt that Duanwu had killed the imperial army a year ago, otherwise, how could the grass on the grave be one foot high?
Duanwu replied in Japanese: "You are a stupid pig!"
"idiot!"
MCC was angry and rushed towards Duanwu with knives in both hands.
Danwu held the sword in one hand, and the katana was resting on the ground.
The blade of the blade rubbed against the sand and gravel on the ground, making a sizzling sound. Sparks continued to fly out.
Zhongyecang said angrily: "Chinese people, this is not how a samurai sword is used."
Duanwu said disdainfully: "What kind of samurai sword is just a copy of the Tang sword? What do you Japanese have? Everything is copied from China. You Japanese are basically descendants of the Chinese."
"idiot!"
Zhongye Cang was completely angered by the Dragon Boat Festival. He jumped up about five meters away from the Dragon Boat Festival and slashed his samurai sword from top to bottom.
This sword was so powerful that it split Huashan Mountain. It used up all the strength of Zhongyecang. At this time, let alone a person, he could cut even a cow into two pieces with one sword.
Dragon Boat Festival was smiling, and suddenly its body accelerated...
At this time, when watching Duanwu's movements, Zhongyecang felt the urge to curse. Most people would either block or dodge when they saw him slashing with a knife like this.
But Duanwu didn't, he suddenly accelerated and rushed towards him.
This looks like an act of suicide.
Because your enemy slashes at you with a sword, and you don't block or dodge, but rush towards him. Isn't this giving your enemy a death blow?
But it was precisely this move that seemed like suicide that caught MCC off guard.
MCC has imagined all the moves of the Dragon Boat Festival and made predictions.
But for this move, he did not expect that Duanwu not only used his own speed to cleverly avoid MCC's sword, but also pierced MCC like a candied haws on a skewer.
The Dragon Boat Festival knife was inserted into Zhongyecang's abdomen. The sword pierced Zhongyecang's spine.
Zhongyecang's body lay on Duanwu's arm like a puddle of mud.
A large amount of blood flowed along the sword and onto Duanwu's hand. Duanwu's right hand was instantly stained red by the blood from Zhongye Cang.
Tick tock! Tick tock!
The blood was like a gushing column, because the wound was really too big. Zhongye Cang jumped from mid-air, and it was almost as if he hit the Dragon Boat Festival sword himself, so the wound was particularly big.
MCC held back the pain and used his last strength to say: "Dragon Boat Festival is indeed well-deserved. It never plays its cards according to common sense."
"kindness!"
Duanwu responded and pulled out his sword. At this time, a large amount of blood spattered, and MCC fell to the ground like a dead dog.
The old devil stared with eyes open and refused to close his eyes. He originally planned to use his swordsmanship to gain the upper hand, but failed to make a move and was skewered by the Dragon Boat Festival.
When he was dying, he only had one thought, that is, he shouldn't have met the madman Duan Wu! . . .