The morning breeze blew gently. If it weren't for the strong smell of gunpowder smoke and blood in the wind, such a morning would be so beautiful.
Bai Liusu stretched out her right hand to close her bangs on her forehead, and dragged her sword backwards with her left hand, slowly walking towards Qiu Mu Zhensheng.
Qiu Mu Zhensheng's face was determined, her right hand was holding on to the three-eight big cover, lowered her head, and bowed deeply to Bai Liusu,
Bai Liusu curled up the corner of his mouth and sneered lightly,
Qiu Mu Zhensheng took two steps forward, and soon, the two people were standing opposite each other, with only about two meters between them.
Qiu Mu Zhensheng held the 38 big cover tightly with both hands, pointed at Bai Liusu, and said: "China has lagged too far behind. If you want to live a better life, you must accept the leadership of the Japanese Empire, just like your country's martial arts Same, it was indeed very powerful before, but now it has fallen. To let you, a little girl, lead the army is exactly what the sick man of East Asia did." After saying that, he turned around and glared at the translator.
The man in the suit translated it truthfully. When he reached the last sentence, his face turned red and his breathing became heavy.
"You damn sick man of East Asia, if you have the ability to challenge me to a duel." Many students shouted, and they were gearing up, looking eager to try.
Bai Liusu curled her lips and didn't even bother to talk to Qiu's mother. Instead, she said to the man in the suit: "You know that blushing means that you are still a man, brother. You dress like a human being, but you have to be ordered around by little devils. Why don't you come to our Xuebingjun? Based on your Japanese level, if you become a Japanese instructor, you will definitely do better than you do now. What do you think? Do you want to come over? I can be your guarantor."
Qiu's mother turned to listen to the man in a suit translating. The latter was obedient for a long time and could not say a word.
Qiu's mother finally came to her senses and cursed: "Ba Ge." Then he raised his gun and rushed towards Bai Liusu.
Bai Liusu sneered, holding the handle of the knife with his right hand, using both hands hard, he quickly lifted up the big blade, and the back of the knife collided with the handle of the gun, making a crisp sound of "choking".
Qiu Mu Zhensheng's move didn't work. She immediately drew back when the spear was stabbed by the back of the knife. Then she jumped to the left and reached the side of Bai Liusu in an instant, stabbing straight again.
He used this move extremely skillfully, as if he had anticipated Bai Liusu's move just now and had been prepared for it. Bai Liusu was facing him sideways, with the knife raised to the top of his head, and his left rib was clearly exposed. gap,
"Ah." "Brigade, be careful." the students shouted in shock,
Bian Jingdao also looked coldly, and used his right hand to hold the gun, ready to fire at any time.
Bai Liusu was unafraid. She put her left foot back and turned her body to the left. She made a clear sound and the sword continued to cut down.
"Clang," this time, the weapons of the two collided again, and the difference is that this time the collision was the blade and the spear. Bai Liusu did not change his moves and continued to chop down. Qiu Muzhen won. Knowing that he couldn't do anything, he wisely took a step back and avoided the tip of the knife in time. In this way, his spear thrust was in vain, and he suffered a heavy blow.
The spear thrust couldn't bear the force, and it immediately dropped, making his wrist numb. Shocked by Bai Liusu's strength, he pulled the spear back again,
Bai Liusu returned to the posture of dragging the knife with her left hand, but with a mocking smile on her face, she hooked her right index finger at Qiu Mu and said, "Come again."
"Ba Ge." Mother Qiu became angry and stood still. She held the gun with both hands and straightened it up. She stabbed a few spear flowers in the left, right and middle directions. Then, he let out a roar and pounced on Bai Liusu like a hungry tiger.
"Looking for death." Bai Liusu said in an understatement and rushed forward. Halfway through, he held the knife in both hands and shook his wrist hard. The big knife immediately flew up, and a white knife light spilled out. Then, the onlookers only felt I felt dizzy for a while, and there was a constant ringing sound in my ears. After a moment, the two figures separated and returned to their previous appearance.
Bai Liusu stabbed the knife on the ground, pointed his right index finger at Qiu Mu Zhensheng, and said coldly: "You are the sick man of East Asia."
The gun in Qiu Mu Zhensheng's hand had only the handle left. He looked at her intently, and suddenly his knees softened and he fell to the ground. Blood oozed from the knees of his legs, which turned out to be kneecaps. It was cut off by the white tassel,
"Your Excellency." "Ba Ge."... The little devils shouted and rushed forward. Some people went to help him, and more people rushed towards Bai Liusu,
"Let's go." Qiu Mu Zhensheng said, looking up to the east, where a red sun was rising slowly.
"Your Mightiness."
"Withdraw, we have tried our best, kept our promise, and don't let the Chinese look down upon us."
"Hai."
This strange duel in Zhendong did not affect the overall battle situation. The gunfire in Zhenbei was unprecedentedly fierce from beginning to end. In the background music of the battle, the students fell one after another. Soon, Zhang Cunbao died miserably. I found that the total number of brothers around me was less than one company.
"Tuanzuo, there are too many Japanese. Brothers, we really can't stand it anymore. Let's withdraw. We will retreat to the east of the town to meet up with the brigade." A battalion commander suggested to him,
"No, no one is allowed to evacuate without the order from the hostel. There are fewer people at the hostel than us, and they haven't called for withdrawal yet. We must resist here."
"Tuan Zuo, if we don't retreat, we will be surrounded by the Japs. It doesn't matter if we die in battle, but what about the Brigade? We can't let the Japs capture the Brigade."
The walkie-talkie carried by Zhang Cunbao and the communication soldier were killed by a grenade. Since then, they have lost contact with Bai Liusu. Although the two sides are only about a kilometer apart, this kilometer has become a road.
There were too many Japanese troops, and they could advance in multiple directions. Although Zhang Cunbao and the others resisted desperately, they were still unable to save the battlefield from decline.
"You, take the regimental flag to Zhendong immediately, and let Bian Jingdao take the hotel away no matter what."
"Team members, let's evacuate together."
Zhang Cunbao shook his head sadly: "It's impossible, then it's not a withdrawal, but a defeat."
The Japanese offensive maintained the same intensity from beginning to end. It was this continuous attack that forced the cadets of the 301st and 303rd regiments to stay in the fighting position and sacrifice themselves one by one... As Zhang Cunbao said, If we retreat at this time, if the little Japs come and kill them, the retreat will turn into a rout. Selling your back to the enemy on the battlefield is really no different from committing suicide.
"Group seat."
"Perform the mission. This may be the last time I give you an order."
"Tuanzuo, then, then I'll go."
The battalion commander Maoyao ran away. Zhang Cunbao looked at the densely approaching Japanese and suddenly shouted: "Brothers, we may die here today. Are you afraid?"
"Don't be afraid, Tuanzuo, I killed at least three Japanese, that's enough."
"Tuanzu, we feel happy to die together with our brothers."
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"Okay, good brothers, brothers, listen to my order and stop shooting."
On the garrison position, the gunfire suddenly stopped.