"Board!"
When he saw the national army pilot in close proximity, Saitou Hideo immediately raised his commanding sword high. The Japanese soldiers around him understood what he meant. With a series of " ka la, ka la " sounds, the Japanese soldiers took the initiative to withdraw the bullets from their rifles and formed a battle formation. They pounced forward without any regard for their lives.
In Saitou Hideo's impression, the Chinese soldiers were most afraid of fighting with a bayonet. They would rather use their flesh and blood to blow up tanks and block machine guns than fight with the Empire's warriors. Once the Empire's warriors began to charge, the Chinese soldiers on the other side would immediately collapse, and countless Chinese soldiers would become lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
In the command post, Takeuchi Renzo observed every move on the battlefield through the binoculars. When Saitou Squadron launched a hand-to-hand charge, a gratified smile finally appeared on his face.
"Yoshishi, Saito-kun is indeed a warrior of the Showa men of our empire. Tell the frontline attack troops not to open fire without my order, so as to avoid injuring our warriors.”
"Ha Yi!"
At the same time, Guo Zixu also realized that the Japanese were aiming for the main camp. These reckless guys were simply courting death. They actually wanted to take down the special forces camp in a hand-to-hand battle.
When it comes to playing with knives, we are the ancestors of the Japanese.
Today, I, Guo Zixu, will teach these unfilial descendants a lesson on behalf of my ancestors and let them know who the true king of hand-to-hand combat is.
"Vice Li Lian!"
"Yes!"
Then, he continued to order," All the guards in the platoon, put on the military exoskeleton and put the trident on your guns. I'll take you to kill the devils and avenge the brothers who died in the special forces battalion. I'll avenge the innocent people who died unjustly!”
"Kill the Japanese and take revenge!"
The platoon of guards quickly assembled and rushed out of the trenches behind Guo Zixu, who was carrying a brand new Ghost Head Blade. The young faces were full of determination.
In front of the formation, Chen Daqi, who was carrying Li Xiangyang on his back, tripped over a rock. The two of them fell to the ground in a sorry state. The Japanese were less than 30 meters away from them. They could rush up in the blink of an eye.
Da da!
Chen Daqi poured out all the bullets in the semi-automatic rifle. He didn't even bother to change the magazine, but put on the triple-edged military knife he carried with him. He grinned at Li Xiangyang, revealing his white teeth.
"You pilot, I can't care about you anymore when the Japanese come up. I'm going to kill the Japanese for revenge, but remember, even if you want to commit suicide, you have to drag two Japanese down with you before you die.”
"Men, see you in the next life!"
Before he finished speaking, Chen Daqi had already gotten up, raised the steel gun bayonet in his hand, and launched a counter-charge at the vanguard of the Japanese.
Even if there was only one soldier in the Special Agent Battalion, if he had to die, he had to die on the way to the front!
"Baka Yalu!"
Chen Daqi's eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He suddenly raised the bayonet from below and directly knocked away the Japanese bayonet that was stabbing at his brother. Then, he quickly turned around. The triangular military bayonet that was flashing with a cold light drew a beautiful arc in the air, and the general stabbed at the neck of a Japanese as fast as lightning!
On the battlefield, life for life, the only thing that mattered was that the brave would win when they met on a narrow road.
Even if the Japanese's bayonet could pierce through Chen Daqi's ribs, the military bayonet in Chen Daqi's hand could also pierce through the Japanese's neck with the help of inertia.
The Japanese soldier, who had been influenced by the samurai spirit for many years, never dreamed that there would be a Chinese soldier who was even more reckless than him. He instinctively withdrew his gun and dodged, but it was too late. The military knife in Chen Daqi's hand pierced through his throat, and then he pulled it out heavily. A stream of blood spurted out.
"Ah!"
The heavily injured soldier let out a desperate howl and desperately reached out to cover his neck, but he still couldn't stop the blood from flowing.
Chen Daqi no longer cared about the soldier, but aimed at the soldier whose bayonet was knocked away by him. He made a provocative expression and said,""Come on, little Japanese, I'll show you how many holes my bayonet will leave in your stomach.”
The Japanese soldier was obviously scared silly by the tragic scene just now. The image of the trident piercing through his neck had left a deep shadow on him. He hurriedly took off his helmet and hung it around his neck.
Seeing this, Chen Daqi sneered. First, he easily lifted the Japanese's bayonet defense, followed by a powerful stab, sending the Japanese to the west.
On the other side, Li Xiangyang, who had already made up his mind to die, was also infected by Chen Daqi's fearless courage. He raised the revolver in his hand, and after killing four Japanese who pounced on Chen Daqi, he decided to save the last bullet for himself.
A tiger could not hold off a pack of wolves. No matter how brave Chen Daqi was, he could not win against the siege of eight Japanese soldiers. At this moment, his thigh, forearm, and ribs were all pierced by the Japanese soldiers 'bayonet. He could only stick the gun into the ground and press the butt of the gun against his body to hold himself up.
Looking at the Japanese who were several times larger than him, Chen Daqi laughed boldly and decisively,""Motherf * cker, I've already had enough. Little Japanese, give your grandfather a quick death!”
"Baka Yalu, Chinese pig, go to hell!”
The two red-eyed Japanese people stabbed the bayonet in their hands without hesitation. Chen Daqi looked up at the sky that was raining and closed his eyes quietly.
The expected coldness and pain of the bayonet stabbing into his stomach did not appear. Instead, a gust of wind blew beside him, and a deafening shout rang in his ears.
"Brothers, charge! Kill the Japanese and take revenge!”
When he opened his eyes, a black shadow descended from the sky and charged into the group of Japanese in front of him. A Ghost Head Blade flew up and down, chopping the Japanese to the ground as if they were vegetables.
It was Guo Zixu, the commander of the Special Agent Battalion.
The energy provided by the military exoskeleton increased Guo Zixu's horsepower by 300 pounds out of thin air, which was equivalent to a 3.0-displacement supercharged car. He brandished the Ghost Head Blade and made a terrifying sound of breaking through the air. It was sharp and ear-piercing, making people tremble with fear.
Wherever the blade passed, heads rolled and blood fell like rain.
With the support of the military exoskeleton, Guo Zixu's combat strength had increased by ten times. He could jump four to five meters with a single leap. He was not as mysterious as the Japanese ninjas, but he had the sci-fi feeling of a future warrior.
During the fight, Guo Zixu tasted the blood of the Japanese for the first time. After many years, he still remembered clearly that the blood of the Japanese was smelly.
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