"Captain Tian Zhong, Jin ManLou's food has arrived. There's your favorite sake."
Second Lieutenant Guandu jogged to Captain Nakata's side and whispered.
Captain Tanaka was from Osaka and had liked to drink sake since he was young. Every time he drank sake, it reminded him of his mother's taste and his relatives in Japan.
"Guandu Jun, inform the soldiers to eat. The soldiers at the sentry post will take turns to eat.”
"Ha Yi!"
"Captain Fujita Ichisuke, should we call them over for dinner?" Guandu asked.”
It was better not to disturb them when they were training!”
Other than the soldiers of the Yamamoto Special Agent Team, the rest of the Japanese soldiers quickly finished their meals and began to stroll around, discussing how delicious the food was today.
……
Looking at the Yamamoto Special Agent Team, which revealed a fierce aura, the captives who had just come out to take a breather were a little afraid.
After being locked up in the prisoner of war camp for so long, the food they ate every day was barely enough to make ends meet. Their bodies did not have enough nutrients to replenish themselves, and their strength had decreased by a little. Moreover, the Japanese in front of them were not to be trifled with. Although they could not recognize the equipment on them, they were definitely better than them.
"What's wrong? None of you stupid Chinese pigs have the courage to challenge the Imperial Army of Japan! You can form groups of two and attack my unarmed subordinates with short knives in your hands. If you win, you will be released!”
Captain Fujita sneered.
"Don't tell me you Chinese soldiers don't even have the courage?”
"Bah! What was the Japanese being so arrogant for! Let me fight you!"
A tall and strong man walked out. He had a shiny bald head and a few faint scars on his head. He was Monk Wei from the original novel.
"Little Japanese, I won't take advantage of you. I don't need a weapon. It's a one-on-one fight. Any one of you can come.”
Fujita Ichizuo was provoked by Wei Da Yong's nonchalant expression and felt humiliated.
"Baka! Since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish.”
Then, he said to a Japanese soldier,""Hidekazu, you'll be his opponent.”
"Ha Yi!"
Sato answered loudly.
Sato was born into a family of Japanese samurai and had been trained in samurai swords since he was young. In terms of hand-to-hand combat and hand-to-hand combat, even Fujita was inferior to him.
Sato walked out of the team and said,"You're the one who wants to fight me? Report your name! I never kill nameless people."
"Listen up! Your grandfather is Wei Da Yong." Monk Wei laughed and replied.
In terms of hand-to-hand combat, he was not afraid of anyone as he was from the Shaolin Temple.
The two of them soon stood face to face.
However, they were not in a hurry to make a move. They were all observing each other, looking for the slightest flaw that the other party had revealed.
Both sides were experts in combat, and victory and defeat often only happened in an instant.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
A gust of wind suddenly blew in the prisoner of war camp, and the fallen leaves on the ground were swept up into the air.
Monk Wei suddenly kicked the ground, sending sand flying towards Sato's eyes. He took advantage of Sato's vision being temporarily blocked and attacked first.
He leaped forward and twisted his body. His clenched fist drew a cold wind in the air and smashed toward Hidekazu's neck.
Monk Wei's move fully displayed the speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness of bare-handed combat.
Sato didn't expect Monk Wei to bring up Huang Sha, so his reaction was already much slower. One step slower, one step slower. While dodging the attack, he had already lost the initiative and was only left with the power to parry.
The two of them exchanged blows many times in an instant.
Monk Wei was basically suppressing Sato, and Fujita didn't look too good.
"Sato, where did your imposing manner of the Imperial Army go!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Monk Wei kicked the inside of Sato's knee. Sato lost his balance in pain and was kicked in the chest by Monk Wei. He flew back a few meters and landed on all fours.
Hidekazu struggled to get up and didn't have time to make the next move.
Monk Wei rushed over and stomped on Sato's head. Blood seeped out of Sato's mouth, nose, and ears.
Then, he grabbed Hidekazu's right hand, pinned him to the ground with a joint lock, and smashed his elbow at Hidekazu's neck.
Bang!
Hidekazu's head was separated from his body, and he rolled a few meters away. His neck was still bleeding.
The eyes on his head were wide open, as if he had died with his eyes wide open.
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