The sword-to-hand combat method inherited from the 29th Army's sword team is simple and not fancy, but its practicality is unparalleled. In Li Ziwen's lens, two waves of yellow and two waves of grass-green people collided together. At the beginning, the grass in his left hand The green crowd looked a little flustered. Many young trainees were nervous and forgot the key to using a broadsword. Instead of lifting it up first and then slashing it downwards, they slashed directly. This directly caused their chests to be opened and they were struck. The little devil's obviously superior bayonet stabbed many people to the ground after just one encounter, unwilling to lose the chance to stand up again.
The battle of life and death on the battlefield has no room for hesitation or pretentiousness. Real warriors always grow up from the examination of blood and fire. If the young student army wants to become a truly strong army, sacrifice is necessary. inevitable,
One after another, comrades-in-arms and former good brothers fell beside them. Their screams made the young students quickly forget their fear. Hatred spread in their hearts, and the power it brought was enough to make anyone become a He was strong, and the falling of his comrades one after another did not make the latecomers fall into chaos. When a young student soldier picked up the bayonet stabbed at his chest, and slashed down a Japanese soldier to the ground, he roared angrily: "Little Japs, take your life." Another bayonet stabbed at him like a poisonous snake. He didn't avoid it at all. He swung the knife again, and the bayonet hit the broad back of the knife. With a "clang", the bayonet was knocked away. Just now The young student who killed a Japanese soldier kept up his efforts and slashed down with his sword without any mercy. A Jaap's head flew up with teeth bared, and blood surged from his neck. The young soldier kicked the Japanese soldier who had not yet had time to fall to the ground. The headless corpse was kicked down, and he waved his knife and shouted: "Brothers, kill me."
"Kill." One, two, young students who have adapted to blood and fire shouted from the bottom of their hearts, gradually turning into an earth-shattering roar. In just about five minutes, the grass-green crowd that once seemed weak became It became thicker, and the flow of yellow people in front of me seemed to have hit a wall, with bloody heads and corpses scattered everywhere.
Compared with the young students, the officers and soldiers of the teaching corps showed unparalleled domineering from the beginning. In Li Ziwen's camera, the white sword light never stopped rolling from beginning to end. Among them, about five people formed A small team, including two wielders of red tassel spears, advanced all the way. Under their hands, there was no enemy at all. Even those who were as powerful as the Japanese invaders actually fled when they saw them in the end.
When the camera turned, a small force of about thirty people caught in the yellow wave was highlighted. This group of young trainees rushed too fast. Although they killed no less than their own number of enemies, but But he also put himself in danger. Hundreds of Japanese soldiers and hundreds of gleaming bayonets surrounded them layer by layer. An officer with the rank of Major waved his command knife and shouted, "The Japanese soldiers on the innermost floor" Yelling, they rushed forward, bayonets pointed at the hearts of the young trainees,
More than twenty students formed a circle, and inside were three of their wounded soldiers. The students on the periphery held a big knife, with the blade facing down and the blade pointing towards themselves. They remained motionless, standing as silently as a mountain in the gunpowder smoke. Although they were separated by They were far away and couldn't see their expressions and eyes clearly, but Li Ziwen had a feeling that at this moment, they were just like the heroes in ancient times who took it as their duty to eliminate violence and bring peace to the people. They faced Jianghu Xiaoxiao with a trace of ridicule.
Li Ziwen thought highly of them. What he didn't know was that most of the thirty-one young students who were surrounded by the Japanese army were extremely nervous. Most of them were gasping for air. , several people's hands and feet were weak because of fear, and they couldn't even hold the knife tightly. The only one who could truly remain immobile was the platoon leader Jiang Xueqing. Jiang Xueqing was nervous at first, but after he chopped down two people one after another, Japs, and after his face was splashed with blood, he transformed and grew. The blood was splashed on his face when he killed the first Japs. His instructor was not here, otherwise Jiang Xueqing would definitely be scolded and beaten with a knife. After stabbing the Japs in front of him, he slashed downwards with the blade just facing the little Japs' neck. In this case, as long as he gently dragged the Japs forward, the Japs would definitely cut his carotid artery and kill him even if he didn't turn around. The instructor had taught him the difference between direct cutting and dragging, but Jiang Xueqing still forgot about it. He cut down hard, and although he knocked the Japanese man down on the spot, the knife was still embedded in his neck. In his bones, he was so strong that he couldn't pull it out, and was knocked down by the Japanese. He fell to the ground unprepared. At this time, if a Japanese came over and stabbed him, he probably wouldn't even know how he died. Fortunately, there were no idle Japs nearby. He sat on the ground and drew a knife with both hands. The knife came out and blood sprayed on his face. You can imagine how nervous he was. His eyes were blurred by the blood. This feeling of fear actually made him scream loudly, and blood flowed into his mouth. It had a salty taste, and the blood entered his throat. He was not so nervous anymore, and then he still had thoughts. Referring to Yue Wumu's famous line in "Man Jiang Hong", he joked about thirsty for drinking the blood of the Huns. He got up, looked up to the sky and shouted: "Grandma, I drink human blood, the blood of Japanese pirates." A Japanese soldier pointed his gun at him. He stabbed over, and this time, he no longer felt nervous at all. Strangely, the Japs' swift movements seemed to him to be slow. So, he flicked away the stab and stabbed with the force, and then A big, grinning head rose into the sky. At this moment, he was finally done.
It is said that in the 29th Army Swordsman Team, the evaluation of a soldier's swordsmanship depends on how many Japanese he killed and whether he was injured, but on the method of chopping off heads. A truly good hand on chopping off heads will look effortless. Just wait and it will be over. This is why the Japanese army is particularly afraid of the 29th Army Sword Team. The Japanese are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of having their heads chopped off. The other party chops off their own heads like melons and vegetables, which makes them sincerely afraid.
Under the leadership of Jiang Xueqing, he found a platoon of brothers who went down the mountain and rushed in like tigers. Gradually, they broke away from the large army and rushed into the hinterland of the Japanese. In the process, five brothers were hit by stray bullets and died unfortunately. , two others were also injured because of this, and the other one accidentally dropped his knife and cut his own foot because of nervousness during the fight with the Japanese.
"Nine." Jiang Xueqing has now killed nine Japs, and four of them have been beheaded. He memorizes the number of Japs he killed, and the murderous aura in his body becomes thicker and thicker, even hitting the opposite side. When the Japanese saw him, it was like seeing a ghost.