My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 22 Happy Hunting
"It's numb, do you think my appearance can scare Xiao Dongyang?" Bu Spicy grinned, revealing a row of big molars.It looked like he was going to be stunned.

"Climb crawling, crawling away, you son of a bitch will make Lao Tzu black like this!" Yao Ma pushed him angrily.

This man from Bashan is not even afraid of little devils, he seems to be afraid of such dark things.

The two were whispering together, and after Liao Mingyu gave him a stern look, he immediately shut his mouth knowingly.

With their guns behind their backs and bayonets or machetes in their hands, everyone followed Liao Mingyu carefully to the Guizi's position. The dark night and the trees provided them with good cover.Everyone didn't speak at the moment, only the rustling footsteps on the ground.

At 2.3 in the morning, when ordinary people are most sleepy, the little devil on the watchtower had already fallen asleep.There were still 5.6 soldiers standing guard on the position. They were close to each other in twos and threes. A few Japanese soldiers couldn't stand the drowsiness of the invasion.

They're too confident to believe that someone is coming, and it's brainless and simple victories over and over again that make them so arrogant.

The two Japanese soldiers who were still standing were also yawning, reluctantly performing this boring task of standing guard.

One of the Japanese soldiers shouted to several comrades who were sleeping behind the sandbag: "Inoue, you guys are too outrageous, we are standing guard, but you are sleeping there, wait for the squadron commander to come and see what you do. !"

"Be quiet. It's not like this at night during this time. What can happen? The squadron leader himself is sleeping soundly. Well, don't disturb me..." A soldier behind the sandbag muttered dissatisfiedly and turned over. continue to sleep.

The soldier wanted to say more, but was interrupted by the companion who was next to him.

"Takahashi-kun, did you...did you hear anything?" his companion said to him uncertainly.

Takahashi murmured impatiently, "There's no sound, Niijima-kun. I didn't hear anything except Inoue's snoring."

"But, I seem to hear some footsteps." Niijima took a few steps forward in confusion. It was pitch black in front of him, and he felt that there was nothing.

Just when he turned around and wanted to go back, he suddenly realized that something was wrong in the dark night ahead.

Long Wen smiled.

There was a sudden whiteness in the darkness.

"Well……"

The big white teeth frightened him to the point of screaming loudly.His mouth was tightly covered by a hand.

"Pfft..." The sharp bayonet cut his throat instantly.There was a ferocious wound on his neck.

"Gu... huh..." Blood spurted out. He opened his mouth and desperately tried to breathe, but the broken trachea could only make a hissing sound like a balloon leaking.On the contrary, the blood poured into his lungs made him feel suffocated, and he fell to the ground weakly clutching his neck.

On the other side, Liao Mingyu rushed to Gaoqiao with a single stride, and the bayonet stabbed into his heart like a bolt of lightning.At the same time, he covered his mouth with his left hand, preventing him from making the slightest sound.

Takahashi opened his eyes wide and grabbed Liao Mingyu's arm tightly, but his strength was slowly being stripped away with the blood flowing out.

In his last consciousness, he saw dark phantoms slowly walking towards their positions...

"Takahashi, what are you doing? Didn't I tell you to be quiet?" Inoue, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened by a strange noise next to him. He turned around dissatisfied and looked up.

I saw a dark figure standing in front of him, he grinned, and a row of large white molars was particularly conspicuous in this dark night.

"Hey~ buckle you in a hurry?"

Long Wenwen greeted him in broken Japanese.

Inoue opened his mouth wide, and he was so frightened that he couldn't make a sound for a while.

"Pfft!"

The bayonet pierced through his mouth, and the long, narrow point protruded from the back of his head.Long Wenwen was quick-witted and took his life with one knife.

The other sleeping little devils were quickly eliminated by the soldiers of the Sichuan Legion who rushed over.

Liao Mingyu shook off the blood on his hand and gave an order to the crowd: "Milong, go and get rid of the little devil on the watchtower. Put the machine gun on it and provide support at any time as needed. The others, follow me into the barracks. Don't talk nonsense when you see the little devil, kill me fiercely!"

"I don't ask you to be silent, but you must fight quickly, be aggressive, and don't give the little devil a chance to fight back with a gun!"

At this moment, the corner of Liao Mingyu's mouth raised a sinister smile: "Brothers, happy hunting!"

Everyone rushed into the nearest barracks, and the little devil who was sleeping soundly at the moment was unaware that the disaster had come.

Several officers' samurai swords were seized from the Japanese lieutenants in the first two battles, and now they come in handy.

Liao Mingyu and Long Wenwen took the lead in slashing at the little devil's head.

"kill!"

"Pfft!" A little devil's body was separated in an instant, and the gushing blood splashed all over Liao Mingyu.

"Kill!"

The soldiers of the Sichuan Legion held bayonets and stabbed the sleeping little devil one after another.A few of the more alert little devils opened their eyes, and they screamed in horror when they saw the dark and ghostly figures!
"Pfft..."

"puff……"

"what!"

"Ghost!"

The shouting and screaming were mixed, and countless little devils lost their heads in their sleep.The Japanese soldiers who were lucky enough to survive escaped without life.The soldiers of the Sichuan Legion were willing to give up, carrying the knife and chasing the little devil like a deadly ghost.

The entire barracks exploded in an instant!Many little devils opened their eyes suddenly, climbed out of bed and started to put on clothes and look for weapons, but the soldiers of the Sichuan Army obviously would not give them a chance. Many Japanese soldiers went to see their "Amaterasu" without even touching their clothes. God"

The red-eyed Sichuan Legion soldier was covered in blood, chasing after the little devil without hesitation.

How have you ever seen such a battle, little devil, a group of dark and inhuman creatures, like ghosts crawling out of hell, suddenly appeared in front of you, and cut them with a knife without a word.

The smell of blood in the air and the screams of their companions stimulated their hearts a little bit. They have always been unrivaled in Myanmar, and they have been scared at this moment!
"Calm down! Don't panic, the enemy is attacking, take good weapons to fight back!"

In the chaotic crowd, a squad leader of the devils was shirtless, with only a samurai sword in his hand, and shouted at the surrounding Japanese soldiers.

"Squadron commander, run, they are the legendary mountain ghosts, they are asking for our lives."

"They are not afraid of bullets, they can't kill them if they kill them. If we don't run, we will be killed."

"Oh Dao-sang, oh Ji-sang, help!"

However, the little devil's military heart has collapsed!Not many people heard his cry.Everyone just cried for their father and mother, desperately trying to escape.

"Baga! You cowards!" The squadron leader was furious.

Countless little devils don't even have time to wear clothes now, and are ready to flee for their lives naked.And the murderous soldiers of the Sichuan Legion could not wait to chop them all into meat sauce.

"Ah! It's dead!"

The most exaggerated thing is Long Wenwen, who slashed at the little devil sluggishly, while screaming like ghosts and wolves.

People who didn't know thought it was him who was cut.

But the little devil was frightened to death by his inhuman screams, and looked at the dragon article covered in blood in horror. He didn't even have the most basic resistance, so he could only watch his The butcher's knife slashed at himself.

"Baga! Stop!" The squadron leader tried his best to stop a few running Japanese soldiers, and a few slaps made them a little sober.

"They're not ghosts! They're all human, pick up your weapons and fight back immediately!"

The squadron leader was one of the few Japanese soldiers still awake.He greeted the soldiers beside him hoarsely, and asked them to stabilize their minds and start to fight back. At this time, several soldiers were already approaching him.

This is not a good sign. If he is asked to gather the little devils who are running around and fight with guns, the Sichuan Legion will suffer casualties.

Liao Mingyu stared at him fiercely, and after cutting off the two little devils beside him, one flew towards the captain of the squadron of devils.

The soldiers next to the squadron leader looked at Liao Mingyu who was rushing towards him with a knife, and took a few steps back in fear.

"Baga!" The squadron leader had no choice but to wave his knife to meet him.

He understands that only by killing the enemy in front of him will his soldiers believe that this is not some bullshit.

"Ding!" The two katana swords collided in the air. The squadron leader didn't expect the enemy's strength to be so strong, and his palms were numb for a while, and some couldn't hold the samurai swords in his hands.

Liao Mingyu would not give him another chance, so he took the knife and slashed towards the Guizi Squadron Captain's calf.

"Ah!"

The powerful knife cut off the Guizi Squadron Captain's calf in an instant. The severe pain made him almost faint, and he kept crying on the ground while holding the broken leg.

Walking over slowly, Liao Mingyu stepped on the back of the Guizi Squadron Captain with his foot, and his hand raised the knife and dropped it.

"Pfft..." With a knife, the head of the squadron leader rolled aside with a grunt.

Liao Mingyu mentioned this head earlier,

"Haha!" He laughed loudly, holding a human head in his left hand, a knife still dripping blood in his right hand, and the whole upper body was sprayed with blood by the little devil.Just like a demon crawling out of hell, he slowly walked towards the little devils who were gathered by the squadron leader.

The devils were dumbfounded, especially when they saw the head held by Liao Mingyu, blood dripping from the neck, and the squad leader's wide eyes and painful expression were still frozen on his face.

They let out a shrill scream.Run away regardless!
The flames of resistance that had just been inspired by the captain of the Guizi squadron are now extinguished in an instant...

(End of this chapter)