No one had expected Ye Chen to have such a strong side to him.
Before the Japanese leader was killed, he didn't know why things had turned out this way.
As the bayonet was pulled out, he gradually lost consciousness.
Then, his body fell backward, and his military saber fell to the ground. He couldn't be more dead.
The remaining three Japanese soldiers broke down when they saw this scene.
Even the remaining officers were dead. What could the three of them do?
Looking at Ye Chen, who was like a grim reaper, all the Japanese felt an unprecedented fear.
They all knew how skilled the Japanese officer was. Even he had lost his life in one move.
How could an ordinary soldier who had only learned some bayonet fighting techniques be a match for Ye Chen?
At this moment, they felt the fear of Ye Chen as if he was a death row criminal facing an executioner. The fear in their hearts was indescribable.
Ye Chen calmly cleaned the blood on the bayonet. He took a step forward and shouted,
"Who else is not convinced? Step forward."
The Japanese didn't understand what he said, but they instinctively took a step back.
Now that their last psychological defense had been broken, they began to think about the meaning of life and war.
He had thought of everything except fighting with Ye Chen.
He was not as good at shooting as him, and he could not beat him in a hand-to-hand battle.
With so many imperial soldiers dead, what could the remaining three people do?
Ye Chen sneered and suddenly said in Japanese,"
"You idiots, cowards, cowards!”
"Why don't you dare to step forward?"
"Didn't you claim to be invincible? Didn't you decide to take this place in three months?”
"Why did you retreat when you needed to gamble your life?”
"Is this the samurai path that you believe in?”
"The so-called warriors are afraid of death?”
"If there are any men among you, come forward with your weapons!”
“……”
Ye Chen's few words completely infuriated the remaining three Japanese.
The three ghosts shouted and rushed forward.
Because they knew that they were no match for Ye Chen, they had resorted to a sinister strategy of ganging up on him.
In just a moment, they formed a formation and formed a circle.
Ye Chen was surrounded but he did not panic at all.
At this moment, Ye Chen said calmly,
"Looks like the three of you are still men.”
After saying that, Ye Chen took the Type 97 sniper rifle that he had polished and went up to him.
Before the encirclement was completely closed, he took out a Japanese with a cold expression.
It hit the heart with great accuracy.
After retracting the bayonet, Ye Chen said to the remaining two Japanese in Japanese,"
"It seems that your movements are still rather slow.”
"In terms of hand-to-hand combat techniques, you are only beginners.”
"Now, I wonder which one of you wants to die first?”
The expressions of the remaining two Japanese changed. They took half a step back again, but they immediately stood up and defended the last of their shameful dignity.
However, they just paced around in circles, unwilling to fire the last shot.
Ye Chen just watched coldly, quietly holding the spear, waiting for fatigue, not revealing a single flaw.
However, the two Japanese were suffering, and their heads were covered in cold sweat.
They only felt that it was unnecessary to bring another piece of paper with them. The backs of their hands that were holding the guns trembled violently.
Now, anyone could see that the two Japanese had no way of trapping Ye Chen.
At this time, the Eighth Route Army soldiers in the distance did not know Ye Chen's background. Seeing that the latter was stabbing the Japanese one by one, they were not worried about their safety.
This was a rare live teaching performance by an expert!
Qiu Ming, who had been through hundreds of battles, was more and more shocked.
Ordinary soldiers might have used some techniques, but they would eventually fall behind, appearing very unfamiliar and unnatural.
But now, Ye Chen's movements were natural, and his speed and accuracy were beyond the reach of ordinary people. Each strike was lethal.
And some even knew Japanese...
This was the First Leader of Clear Wind Camp?
The bandits were already so involved?
Thinking of this, Qiu Ming was both puzzled and impressed.
As for the two Japanese, they continued to circle around Ye Chen.
However, even if they discovered Ye Chen's weakness, they did not dare to attack rashly.
Who knew if this was a trap?
He was not afraid of death, but the feeling of waiting for death was terrifying.
Finally.
One of the Japanese could not withstand the pressure and shouted as he charged at Ye Chen.
However, the bayonet was deflected.
He died in a single blow, and his expression before he died seemed to be very relieved.
He no longer needed to participate in this unjust war.
Ye Chen retracted his bayonet and stared calmly at the remaining Japanese.
The latter stopped where he was.
Despite the cold weather, his hand was still sweating profusely from the contact with the gun barrel.
The ghost stopped in place and did not dare to take a step forward.
To him, Ye Chen was no longer human.
Was this kind of marksmanship and skill still the limit of what a human could achieve?
Although he had undergone a lot of assassination training, he did not have the courage to fight Ye Chen head-on.
Therefore, he turned around and ran under the immense pressure.
However, Ye Chen would not let him go.
He stepped back and pulled himself out of the way.
Then, he straightened his right arm and made a standard javelin posture.
Whoosh!
The rifle left his hand and flew towards the fleeing Japanese at an extremely fast speed. Before the Japanese could react, it pierced through his back and came out from his chest.
The huge impact nailed the ghost to the ground.
No matter how he struggled, he could not escape the grip of this bayonet.
Not long after, the last Japanese died.
Ye Chen's initial plan was to keep one of the Japanese alive. However, he vaguely heard the truth from the assassination attempt with the Japanese.
Just as he had imagined, this Japanese team was indeed here to spy on information.
At the same time, he was also looking for news about the "national army".
Ye Chen did not hold back anymore. He quickly took the lives of these Japanese.
At this point, the Japanese team of more than a hundred people including the puppet army was completely wiped out, and no one survived.
At this moment, the place was filled with the smell of smoke and blood, making everyone who smelled it feel their hearts palpitate.
At this moment.
Qiu Ming and the rest of the 8th Route Army finally reacted.
In a short period of time, Ye Chen had killed more than a dozen Japanese with a gun and a bayonet.
One had to know that these were not ordinary Japanese. They were definitely the elites of the Japanese!
While the Eighth Route Army was still in shock, Ye Chen, who was far away, threw down the gun and wiped the blood off his face.
Then, he said in a clear voice,
"Comrades of the Eighth Route Army over there, can you come out now that you've seen enough?”
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