I am the leader of the Hong Sect
9 Zhennan Hong,"Little Japanese, I’m embarrassing your mother!"

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"Teacher!"

Shua, shua, shua, over three hundred soldiers gave a standard military salute in unison.

They were all disciples of the Hong Sect, and they were all heading to the front lines of the Anti-Japanese War!

Mauser rifles, general purpose machine guns, mortars…steel helmets, fully equipped.

He was hot-blooded, resisting the Japanese and saving the country, expelling the Japanese invaders.

"Follow me, let's kill the Japanese!"

Zhennan Hong waved his hand coldly.

300 people were enough to kill a small group of Japanese. There was no need to bring so many people.

It was not necessarily a good thing to bathe a village in blood.

He had once seen the people of the Southern Netherlands massacring a village in Southeast Asia in the Strait of Malacca.

The fate of the group of Henan people was very miserable.

……

Ten minutes later.

Zhennan Hong brought a battalion to the scene of the incident.

However, his expression froze and he stopped in his tracks!

In the village, other than corpses, there was only blood. The sticky blood was everywhere on the ground.

The piercing sound of a bayonet piercing into a person's body.

Screams, wails…kept coming together!

The thick smell of blood was nauseating!

The corpses of the commoners were strewn all over the ground!

The old, the weak, the women, the young, and the strong were all dead.

There was still shock, anger, and fear on his face!

The villagers who had not been lost were fleeing in all directions.

However, they were shot and killed by the Japanese one by one. Some of them even stabbed their bodies with bayonet.

……

Desperate howls echoed in the air…

That miserable howl made Hong Zhennan's eyes turn red.

The Japanese were so cruel!

In this simple village!

It was actually the most miserable thing in the world!

Zhennan Hong was trembling all over. The smell of blood in the air came from his nose and entered his mind.

In front of his eyes was a tragic scene!

The sound of the bayonet piercing through the body and the arrogant laughter of the Japanese were all that could be heard!

(I changed a lot, so I can't describe too much. Forgive me)

……

"I'm embarrassing your mother!"

This Hong Zhennan, who would fight Ye Wen and the boxer in the future, was furious.

"Little Japanese, if I don't chop you into pieces today!”

"I'm not Hong Zhennan!"

" Disciples of the Hong Sect, follow me!"

Zhennan Hong was furious. Who cared if he was cultured or not!

The first one to charge out did not care about any tactics or offensive plans.

Right now, he wanted to kill all the Japanese until their blood flowed like a river!

These Japanese were even crueler than those foreigners in Nanyang!

"Kill them!"

Behind him were over 300 disciples of the Hong Sect.

All of them were filled with killing intent.

How could he not be angry about such a tragic thing in the human world?

As a descendant of the Yellow Emperor, how could he forget his roots!

If they had forgotten their roots, they would not have come all the way from Nanyang to resist the Japanese.

"Damn it!"

"You all deserve to die!"

"Kill them!"

……

Zhennan Hong charged forward with the Somi submachine gun in his hand. He was like a furious lion.

His killing intent soared!

"Da da!"

A bullet shot out from the shuttle and exploded the head of a Japanese who was holding Gu Liangliang back like a watermelon.

After firing a shuttle, he took out a magazine from his waist and reloaded it.

"Kill them!"

Zhennan Hong held the Somi submachine gun and pointed it at the Japanese who were chasing after the villagers.

Bullets poured out!

A barrage of bullets shot into the Japanese's body, shattering him into pieces!

That was not all. He had already rushed to the side of another Japanese who was about to attack a little boy.

A Hong Fist Iron Thread Fist, a violent force that almost surpassed the limits of the human body, directly chopped off the Japanese's head.

……

At this moment.

The Japanese who were slaughtering finally reacted.

They obviously did not expect that there would be an army in such a remote place.

"Go to hell!"

The death of three people in a row made them furious.

From the northeast, to the north, and then to Cha Province, the Chinese army had never been a match for them.

There was actually someone standing in the way of the Imperial Army of Japan!

He was overestimating himself!

"You guys deserve to die!"

Battalion Commander Wang Dachuan, who was tall, shouted loudly. His eyes were red as he lay on the ground, propped up his tripod, and pressed down on the MG34 general machine gun.

Countless bullets flew out.

The Japanese's body was blown up, and blood sprayed everywhere!

"Kill them!"

300 disciples of the Hong Sect charged in!

The Mauser rifles and machine guns opened fire.

It was as if he wanted to shoot countless bullet holes into every Japanese before he was willing to stop!

"Shame on your mother!"

A disciple of the Hong Sect threw the Mauser Rifle at him.

For the first time in his life, he felt that the firing speed of a Mauser rifle was too slow!

He roared.

He pounced on a Japanese soldier and pulled out the bayonet from his leg while he was in mid-air.

It stabbed into the Japanese's neck!

With a cracking sound, the Japanese's neck was broken by the bayonet!

"Kill them!"

Another disciple of the Hong Sect felt that the gun was too slow, so he used a bayonet.

He rolled towards the Japanese who was shooting and rolled to his side. He was exposed and the bayonet stabbed into his lower abdomen.

The disciples of the Hong Sect all had the ability to kill on the battlefield.

Lin Shirong, Liang Kuan, Ye Wen, and a few other Southern Boxing experts came up with this conclusion.

It took three years of training to become an army.

It was for the sake of a hand-to-hand battle at the critical moment!

……

"Baka!"

The Japanese from other parts of the village were rushing over.

Zhennan Hong's submachine gun had already run out of bullets.

He took the machine gun from the soldier beside him. Relying on his Hong Quan foundation, his quality was shocking. He stood there and fired crazily.

It didn't matter if it wasn't accurate!

He needed to vent the anger in his heart!

As long as they were Japanese, they were enemies!

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