Li Yunlong's eyes widened as he slapped his thigh and said in annoyance,""Aiya, who the f * ck is that kid? He had forcefully snatched away the credit that Old Li had obtained!”
Zhang Dabiao also stared blankly at the sudden explosion on the opposite hill. He opened his mouth and said,"Leader…Leader, what's with the Japanese?”
Li Yunlong kicked Zhang Dabiao and said,""Hurry up and order the troops to charge. Take advantage of this momentum to wipe out the Sakata United Army. Otherwise, you'll have to f * cking bring your chamber pot head to me!”
Zhang Dabiao was stunned, but he quickly reacted and stomped his foot."Yes, sir! 1st Battalion, charge with me. Brothers, take out your broadswords! They killed the Japanese!"
"Kill the Japanese!"
The new regiment began to charge. At this moment, Li Wei had already dragged himself out of the pursuit team's line of sight and changed into his own clothes. He was really afraid that he would be accidentally injured by the new regiment. He did not die at the hands of the enemy, but he died at his own hands. This would not sound good...
After changing his clothes, Li Wei took out the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle from his backpack and pointed it at the bayonet. Looking at the sharp blade on the gray-white bayonet, Li Wei's eyes became sharp.
He turned around and walked out of his hiding place. Li Wei held his rifle forward and directly sent it into the stomach of a Japanese soldier. Li Wei pulled hard, and the blood groove on the blade widened the wound. Purple intestines immediately flowed out of the unlucky guy's stomach.
Accompanied by a fishy smell, Li Wei actually felt a little excited.
"Kill them!"
With a roar, the sharp bayonet opened the throat of a Japanese soldier.
Li Wei rushed out of the core area of the defense line. Looking down, he saw countless 8th Route Army soldiers in gray uniforms and Japanese soldiers in yellow uniforms fighting each other. This was a scene that Li Wei had never seen before.
People died every second. Blood flowed from people's bodies to the ground like cheap water, dyeing the dry ground red. Broken limbs could be seen everywhere. Under the sunlight, the saber, the commander's saber, and the bayonet reflected a blood-red light.
Although the soldiers of the new regiment were outnumbered and their weapons were outdated, they had the freedom of believers. In order to drive the invaders out of China, they were not afraid of death!
A seventeen or eighteen-year-old soldier from the Eighth Route Army pushed away a rifle bayonet that was coming at him, and then ruthlessly stabbed his own bayonet into the enemy's chest. However, a beautiful commanding knife flashed past and chopped off his young head.
The sabers were useless. They were like the Mo Swordsmen of the Tang Dynasty, who were awe-inspiring in all directions. They wielded their own killing weapons and harvested the heads of their enemies. This was all thanks to Zhang Dabiao, who had once been the platoon leader of Song Zheyuan's 29th Army's broadsword squad.
The brutal hand-to-hand combat was like a meat grinder, reaping the lives of the battlefield.
"A new group! Charge!" Li Yunlong kept repeating this sentence.
Countless 8th Route Army soldiers rushed out of the trenches. In the end, except for the machine gunners, almost everyone joined the battle.
The bugle call sounded wave after wave until the last batch of cooks and grooms holding kitchen knives and guillotine rushed out of the trenches. There were more than a thousand people in the new regiment, and one person left the battle position!
Li Wei was shocked.
A great man once said,"Those who yearn for war have never experienced war."”
Although this sentence was a little biased, it also expressed the bloody nature of war.
General Zhukov of the Soviet Union once said,"War is a huge meat grinder for low-level officers and soldiers!”
There was also a poet in the Celestial Empire, Cao Song, who said with a sigh,"The rivers and mountains of the country are drawn to war. What is the use of the people? Don't talk about the matter of being granted a marquis. A general's achievements will make thousands of bones dry. Rumor has it that the gods of war are worried, and the strong troops on both sides of the river have not stopped. Who said that Cangjiang is always fine, recently long blood fight flow.”
However, when their own country was being humiliated, when their brothers and sisters were struggling under the iron hooves of the Japanese pirates, who could really stay out of it? No one could!
Taking a deep breath, Li Wei shouted,""Kill them!"
A rifle and a bayonet were like a black dragon, leaving behind only corpses wherever they passed.
Li Wei was in high spirits and even sang to liven things up.
"There are many heroes in Yan Huang Land.
People are not afraid, and revenge is blood. Look at the blood of the Chinese men.
A man's blood is naturally heroic, and his heroic spirit runs through his chest and heart like iron.
He held a golden knife in his hand and wore a white jade jue on his body. He ate the heads of beautiful chieftains and drank the blood of Rakshasa.
Children's feelings, temporarily put aside, Hanhai ambition, only today to decide.
A man carries a sword and travels thousands of miles, killing Hu Jie along the way.
Battle songs fly by the Aegean Sea, singing to congratulate China.
In the city of Tokyo, the steel knives were all stained with the blood of Japanese slaves.
Set up Ban Chao Zhi, stick to Su Wu Festival, sing Wu Mu Ci, do Yishui farewell.
The fallen leaves rustled, the blood of the strong men boiled, the cold wind was like a knife, and the sad song was cut.
He rode a fast horse across the Tianshan Mountains and swept the library pages with his longbow.
The iron ship went straight to Sydney Bay, and a spear broke the night of the North Sea.
The fate of the Western Barbarians has been cut off, and the Great Han Dynasty is like the sky.
Fight with the courage of 100,000 heroes, vow to paint the world with the color of China, when the time comes, drink Luoyang wine together, drunk moon.
When a man walks, he should be violent. Things and benevolence cannot be established.
A man should kill without mercy.
Thousands of years of eternal karma, all in killing people.
Once upon a time, there was a hero who was loyal and kept his promise.
If you kill someone with a small grudge, your body will be lighter than a feather.
There are also heroes and tyrants who kill people like hemp.
He galloped all over the world, only boasting about his sword and spear.
Now I want to find such a thing, but in vain to fish for the moon shadow.
Don't you see, the vertical Confucian scholars rose like bees, and the strong men died. From then on, China praised benevolence and righteousness.
One day, the Central Plains was in chaos, and the scholars fled like pigs. The people wept.
I want to learn from the ancient style and revive my heroic spirit.
Fame is like dirt, scorned by those who despise benevolence.
He wears a sharp iron sword and kills people in anger.
Cut off your thigh and drink with each other, talk and laugh with ghosts and gods.
To kill an enemy thousands of miles away, I would like to spend ten stars.
He was specially appointed by Tian Guangchou to form a deep relationship with him.
In the morning he went out of the west gate, and in the evening he came back with his head.
The spirit is tired and only wants to sleep, and the war cry suddenly blows.
Ximen said goodbye to his mother. The mother was sad, but the son was not sad.
I promise to go to war, but I won't go back when I grow up.
The battle between heaven and earth was so fierce that it shocked the Yin Court.
Killing a person in three steps, the heart stopped.
The blood flowed like waves, and the body was buried in Qianxun Mountain.
After the battle, the strong men were tired and slept on the enemy's corpse.
In my dream I still kill people, and my smile shines on my face.
Daughters don't ask each other, why are men so fierce?
Since ancient times, benevolence and virtue have always harmed people, and morality has never been true.
Don't you see that lions and tigers gain fame by hunting? Who will pity the poor elk?
The world has always been strong eating the weak, even if it was reasonable, it was useless.
Jun Xiu asked, a man has his own manhood.
When a man walks, he should be violent. Things and benevolence cannot be established.
A man's business is to kill in the battlefield. He has the courage of a bear and the eyes of a wolf.
If you are born a man, you will kill him, and you will not teach a man to wrap a woman's heart with his body.
Men never care about themselves, even if the enemy died, they would laugh at each other.
There are a hundred battlefields of hatred, everywhere willing to be green with weeds.
Men do not tremble, there is a song for you to listen to:
Killing one is a sin, slaughtering ten thousand is a hero. Slaughter nine million, that is, the male of the male.
The male among the male, his way was different:
See through the thousand-year reputation of benevolence and righteousness, but let this life show off its glory.
A good name does not love a bad name, and a million people are killed without punishment.
It is better to teach ten thousand people to gnash their teeth in hatred than to teach no one to curse my name.
In the five thousand years of the world, which hero did not kill?
We are hot-blooded men, but can we lose to the ancients?
How many hundred years? How much is generosity?
You should build a wall for me, and I will sing for you.
Waving to the seashore gulls, look at the clouds in my chest, how about the grass near?
Chu Yue is just an ordinary person, but there is a storm in his heart.
Life affairs, heaven entrusted to him, but also in a whirl.
The few of them looked at each other in the outside world, smiling drunkenly.
Seeing the floating clouds pass, I am afraid that the years will be thrown away like a shuttle.
I advise you to hold a candle for the time being, so as to stop the good spring.
Wherever he went, Li Wei sang and killed as if there was no one around. His voice was loud and his loud voice traveled far.
There were many Japanese who could understand Chinese. Even if they couldn't understand it, they could still hear the murderous intent in Li Weige's voice. Many of the Japanese soldiers in the distance were holding their guns with trembling hands. With a " kacha " sound, the gun in one of their hands fell to the ground. This sound was like a bewitching sound, and countless Japanese soldiers dropped their guns.
"Heavens, killing nine million people? Did he want to kill everyone in Kanagawa Prefecture?”A Japanese who could understand Chinese said in a trembling voice.
Li Yun Long was in the first attack team, so he could hear Li Wei's singing. He took a deep breath and nodded in his heart."This kid is a talent! Not just combat, but also culture. Damn it, killing nine million people? Was there really that many people in Japan?”
Small science:
(1) A Man's Journey: Author: Qiu Sheng, written in Shandong University in 1995 -1996. This article is also called "The Revenge of the Greater Chinese People" to commemorate the 59th anniversary of the Nanjing Massacre.
(2) Kanagawa Prefecture: Kanagawa Prefecture is one of the first-class administrative districts in Japan. It is located at the southwest end of the Kanto region, south of Tokyo, facing the Pacific Ocean. The prefecture was affected by the warm Pacific Ocean, with a warm climate and almost no frost. It had the largest trading port in Japan, covering an area of 2,415.84 square kilometers. [Total population: 9025843]
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