The Iron-Blooded Soul of the War of Resistance
21 Chapter 16 Bloodbath Battle

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Inside the camp, seeing that the 60 - 70 Japanese had all escaped and the gunshots outside were getting more and more intense, the expressions of the Chinese soldiers changed drastically. It was the same for the monk. His eyes lit up and he turned slightly to the battalion commander who was around 25 or 26 years old beside him."Battalion Commander, I'll go and challenge this Japanese leader in a while. Let's take this opportunity to kill him. If we succeed, we'll be out of this misery!”

"Alright, let's f * cking kill him. He'll die either way. What are you afraid of?”the Battalion Commander said softly.

"Yes, f * ck him. After eighteen years, I'll be a good man again!”

"That's right, f * ck them!"

The other warriors nearby who overheard their conversation also roared out in anger.

"Alright, since you guys aren't afraid of death, let's pass my orders one by one. When the monk makes the first move, we'll follow suit.”The Battalion Commander's eyes were filled with killing intent as he coldly ordered.

"Good!"

"Brother, Battalion Commander has given the order. In a while, everyone…"

“……”

Amuro Nara smiled nonchalantly when he saw Captain Tsugawa leave with his men. In his opinion, it was just two platoons of dozens of puppet soldiers without any combat strength. As long as the imperial army stepped out, they would definitely be able to easily deal with them. Although he looked down on ordinary soldiers like Tsugawa, he also looked down on the soldiers of the Chinese Dynasty.

He turned around and coldly glanced at the captives who were whispering to each other. A mocking smile appeared on his face as he shouted,"Sheep, are there still any who dare to come out and fight for their lives?”

"Don't be so cocky, Japanese. I'll give it a try!”

As soon as Amuro Nara finished speaking, the impatient monk immediately stepped out of the crowd.

Seeing this, a cruel smile appeared on Amuro Nara's face. She looked at the tall monk like a cat playing with a mouse and said,""Yosh, there's finally one. You can find two more people to go with you!”

"No need, I like one-on-one.”The monk looked at Amuro Nara's face that deserved a beating and said calmly.

"One-on-one?"

Hearing this, Amuro Nara looked as if she had been humiliated by a monk and said angrily,"Baka, you're looking down on the martial arts of our Wei Nation soldiers!”

However, the monk completely ignored his anger. He sneered and said in the same mocking tone,"The kung fu of a three-legged cat is indeed not much.”

Amuro Nara was infuriated by the monk's attitude. She turned around and shouted at the team member with the best kung fu behind her,""Lord Three Gan!"

"Hey!" A young Japanese agent immediately agreed.

"You can go up now and chop off his head!”Amuro Nara shouted angrily.

"Wait!"

Tyrant suddenly shouted and pointed at San Qian, saying disdainfully,""Get him to the side. You do it!”

"Me? You want to fight me?"

Amuro Nara thought that she had misheard. Did this Chinese pig have to be so arrogant? Doesn't he know how to write the word 'death'?

"What? You don't dare?" Tyrant said proudly.

"Hahaha!"

Amuro Nara laughed crazily as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world.

" Alright, I accept your challenge. You can use a short knife…"

Amuro Nara's interest was piqued as well. He felt that this Chinese man in front of him was quite interesting, and it was good to play with him.

However, before he could finish, the monk interrupted him,""Little Japanese, you should keep that knife to slaughter the sheep!”

As he spoke, he arrogantly pointed at Amuro Nara." You make the first move!”

"Yosh!"

Amuro Nara stared at the monk's eyes for a while, and his heart could not help but become slightly solemn. He could feel the powerful force field that the monk's body inadvertently emitted." This Chinese person might really be an expert!”

Even so, Amuro Nara was still very confident in himself. After all, his Amuro family was a famous martial arts family in the Wei Nation, and he, Amuro Nara, had never met a match in the Yamamoto Special Agent Team except for Yamamoto Ichiki.

After handing over the ancestral katana to San Qian, who was beside him, Amuro Nara slowly walked to a spot two meters away from the monk. However, he did not make a move immediately. Instead, he stared at the monk. He was waiting for an opportunity, the best opportunity to make a move.

As an expert, Amuro Nara knew very well that the outcome of a battle between experts could only be decided in an instant. Therefore, it was most important to seize the initiative.

The wind blew!

The wind made the monk's thin and tattered military uniform creak.

The two of them stood facing each other for a full minute, and the gunshots outside the prison camp became more and more intense.

At the entrance of the prisoner of war camp, Li Yunlong had already walked quickly to the Japanese machine gun position. He looked at the Japanese captain who was looking at him with a puzzled gaze and shouted in Japanese,""Baka, quickly open the door. The firepower of the Imperial Association Army over there is too fierce.”

"Ah…"

" Ah!" The captain of the Japanese team made a sound, but he did not move. He only stared at Li Yunlong, who was wearing the second lieutenant's uniform. Obviously, this guy did not recognize Li Yunlong. They were only in a small team, and there were only a few second lieutenants in the team. He knew all of them, but now he could not recognize who this second lieutenant in front of him was.

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