Temporary workers in the war

The little devils stranded in the Xiaojiayingzi area have been tossing all night, maybe they are really tired, and their spirits have already collapsed, it is more likely that they have long been numb, facing the vicious North Xuanwu team, West White Tiger team, 32 Army Like the idiots, they just stared blankly at the massacre of their friends around them one by one, as if it had nothing to do with them.

Seeing the Huaxia warriors walking towards him step by step, and the demented little devils showing relieved smiles, these scenes made the Huaxia people present very uncomfortable.In their impression, even if the casualty ratio of the little devils on the battlefield reaches 80.00%, they will still be dying after losing their organization.

The Beixuanwu and Xibaihu teams still faithfully carried out the boss's order not to keep any prisoners. As long as there are little devils in front of them, no matter what happens, they will shoot them first.Driven by them, the soldiers of the 21nd Army also forgot about repaying their grievances with virtue. The warriors of Zhongtiao Mountain were right. Since these little devils dared to invade China, they should have the consciousness to be killed.

Huang Guanghua, the commander of the 139th Division, and Gao Hongwen, the commander of the 141st Division, led their troops to kill the little devils who had no resistance. Surrounded by soldiers from the 32nd Army Guard Battalion, the two men on tall horses continued to chat and laugh happily.

"Brother Feng, why is the little devil so ungrateful, hehe, I convinced you!"

"Hee hee, do you feel that these little devils are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered?"

"Yeah, the spirit of samurai is broken. In fact, I don't need a gun now. I can kill these little devils with bayonets and knives. Tsk tsk, it's a pity these bullets."

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All the little devils in the camp were dealt with. Huang Guanghua, the commander of the 139th Division, Gao Hongwen, the commander of the 141st Division, and Zhang Lingfu, the leader of the West White Tiger Team, came together. Feng Quan discussed with Shang Zhen and decided to go all out and continue hunting down the escaped little devils .

After the warm-up just now, the nearly 2 members of the mixed army also started their activities, screaming and chasing and killing the little devil all the way north faster than before. "Driving, driving" Feng Quan, Shang Zhen and other bosses each rode a little devil's army horse and ran faster.

The little devils who had lost their effective organization were scattered everywhere in groups in the east and west, and were quickly submerged in the crowd of mixed troops swarming in like a tide, and their bodies were trampled in disgrace.Some soldiers of the 32nd Army with poor psychological qualities, seeing this, vomited one after another, and what's more, they even vomited bile.

Seeing this, Shang Zhen, the commander of the 32nd Army, didn't care too much, he still had to practice, and it would be nice to have more experience. Look at the soldiers of the Tiaoshan Independent Regiment at home, man, I have been used to this for a long time, and brought such a Multiple weapons and ammunition, running so fast.

On both sides of the road, there were no more little devils running like pigs and wolves, and the mixed troops automatically turned into a long snake formation, running faster.

"Hey, why didn't the troops move forward, what's the situation?"

Feng Quan and Shang Zhen in the middle army felt a little baffled. They glanced at each other, and they were a little confused. Why is it swollen?

"Drive Drive"

Zhang Lingfu rode a military horse, whipped the horse's butt desperately, galloped from the front, wait, maybe this guy knows what's going on.

"圉圉圉"

With outsiders present, Zhang Lingfu couldn't be too casual. He got off his horse, walked quickly to Feng Quan and Shang Zhen, and said loudly, "Master Shang, Commander Shang, there are more than 500 little devils in front of us. Some of them were killed by us. There are about sixty of them, they are not willing to be caught without a fight, they insist on seeing our highest officer, and they are paralyzed, and they say that they are going to fight you birds."

"Ha ha ha ha"

"Ha ha ha ha"

"I heard that Master Feng's martial arts are very strong. I have also practiced the "Spike Technique" and "Xingyi Sword" with Mr. Song Huchen, the master of Xingyiquan. ?”

"The commander of the Shang army thinks highly of these dudes. How can you kill a chicken with a butcher's knife? I don't care about these dozens of little devils. Look at me. I was in the Northwest Army some time ago. I have learned Pofeng Saber Technique and Wuji Saber Technique, and I have also exchanged with the 17th Army Broadsword Team. I have also been to the Nanjing Martial Art Museum several times. I can go by myself, Xiao Li, and give the two broadswords presented by the ) Army I'll bring it up."

"Okay, big boss, I'll give you a knife, and the younger ones will count on you."

Feng Quan took the two big knives, crossed the big knives in the back, and lashed the horse's buttocks with the whip several times, and the war horse jumped out. "Driving, driving", the crowd had automatically moved out of the way, and Feng Quan galloped past very gracefully.

"圉圉圉"

Feng Quan stopped his horse, and jumped lightly on the ground from the horse's back. His foot was very stable, and he remained motionless after landing.Looking at the little devils in front of him, Feng Quan just wanted to laugh, what the hell!Without exception, the little devils wrapped this belt around their heads, which looked like a girl's monthly belt.

Seeing Feng Quan coming alone, the leader of a little devil who looked like a lieutenant could not help secretly admiring Feng Quan, but he completely angered Feng Quan as soon as he said it, "Yaoxi, your work is the work of a warrior, but I don't want to fight with you!" , let your army commander come, your unqualified work!"

When Feng Quan heard this, he became furious and paralyzed. Even Chairman Jiang, He Yingqin, and Chen Cheng in Nanjing had to be polite every time they met me. , Shang Zhen, the commander of the 17nd Army, even called me a brother when he saw me. Which onion are you?

"Baga! Your conscience is greatly broken. Feng Quan, my Zhongtiao Mountain Independent Regiment, just killed Xi Yiyi, the head of your Eighth Division a few days ago. The ghost cry last night was me. The idea, and the first time your shit Queen Liangzi was broken by me, hee hee, Queen Liangzi has a really good figure, the whole body should be convex, concave, and there is a lot of water, I I really miss her voice bird."

The 60 or so little devils have never heard such a swearing sound. Before they could react, Feng Quan pointed the middle fingers of both hands at these idiots again. This is an international common action, and this is not over. Feng Quan pointed the thumb of his right hand at himself, then pointed at the little devil with his little finger, and spat on the ground with a "bah", this whole set of things finally made the little devil anxious.

About 60 outrageous little devils even forgot the spirit of Bushido, and rushed towards Feng Quan with their bayonets, howling like ghosts and wolves.Little Japan does not necessarily have to return the bullets when stabbing, because the [-] rifle is a bolt-action rifle. As long as the safety is closed, it cannot shoot. Not a single bullet could be fired.What the hell "Little Japan talks about samurai morality, withdraw bullets before stabbing", it may be that some people saw the Japanese army turn off the safety of their rifles from a distance, and the action was a bit like unloading bullets, just spreading rumors.

It is better to strike first, and then to suffer disaster. Feng Quan was naturally not to be outdone.The broadsword was obviously much sharper than the 2 rifle with a bayonet in Little Japan's hands. I saw Feng Quan throwing his arms, brandishing the broadsword, and running around among the little devils like a butterfly wearing a flower sword.

Every time he encountered a little devil, Feng Quan swung the back of his knife vigorously to block the bayonet stabbed by the oncoming devil. At the moment when the devil was staggering and his tiger's mouth was numb, he swung the knife in the opposite direction, and the sharp blade slashed towards him. He scratched the devil's neck, separated the little devil's whole body and head with one move, and his head rolled down the hillside like a watermelon, rolling down in a whirl. Just like a red fountain, the blood mist is more than 2 meters high.

Sometimes Feng Quan was even more agile, and he didn't even bother to chop. When he fought, he blocked the devil's bayonet with the back of his knife, and then slid the blade on the devil's neck with his backhand. The neck is connected to the body, and those who are unlucky will also have their heads fall to the ground.

Anyone who is proficient in knife skills knows that the knife is most afraid of being dragged, no matter how blunt the knife is, it will become sharp immediately, not to mention the big swords in Feng Quan's hands are still the two best quality and sharpest in the army?

Feng Zhi'an and Zhang Zizhong, who were from very poor families, felt that Feng Quan's help at Xifengkou, and they had nothing to repay, they each chose a high-quality Qinglong sword and gave it to Feng Quan.

This method saves energy and is neat, no matter how long you fight with the bayonet, you won't feel tired. In fact, Feng Quan, who has opened up the second channel of Ren and Du, is not afraid of being tired at all, it's just to save time.

Driven by the Beixuanwu and Xibaihu teams, the soldiers of the 32nd Army also waved their flags and shouted for Feng Quan, counting loudly, "... 45, 46, ... 50, ..."