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Chapter 1727 bayonet see red

Looking at the Chinese troops, a Japanese major was so frightened that he almost died. His legs were shaking. There was nothing we could do. Now most of the people were having diarrhea and scratching their chrysanthemums, and they couldn't even hold them firmly. There was no way we could handle this battle.

Fight. Yes, meaning academy

However, when he looked at the bayonets held in the hands of the Chinese soldiers, a glimmer of hope surged in his heart. Do these Chinese people want to fight with bayonets?

Deng Deng.

He took two steps forward, looked at the opposite side carefully, and yelled in Chinese with his feet curled: "Work with a bayonet, you guys, do you dare?"

The Chinese battalion commander who led the team had a look of contempt on his face. He looked at the little devils and raised the gun in his hand.

Deng Deng Deng.

Wow.

The Japanese Major was so frightened that he immediately ran to the side, his feet stomped on the ground, and feces and water kept splashing.

Kaka.

Dang Dang Dang.

The golden pieces fell to the ground.

"Brothers, retreat and prepare to fight with bayonets."

"yes."

A loud voice sounded, and a battalion of Chinese soldiers raised their heads and retreated at the same time. Their faces were full of pride. Could it be that they were still afraid of these little devils?

The little Japs on the opposite side were shocked. How could these Chinese people be so decisive? The Japs Major gritted his teeth. No matter what, they had to fight with bayonets to give them any hope of survival.

"Fix the bayonet."

Deng Deng Deng.

Soldiers from a Chinese battalion strode out of their hiding place holding bayonets in both hands. Each of them exuded a strong evil spirit. Although there were only five hundred people, they gave people the impression of a thousand troops.

The momentum of the ten thousand army group charging. Interesting, Si Academy

No one is afraid, no one is timid. A hundred years ago, the Chinese people were called the sick men of East Asia and suffered humiliation. Today, they want to use bayonets to tell these devils that the current Chinese people have courage and blood.

When the bayonet sees red, the brave man is fearless.

Fighting with a bayonet is the best expression of a soldier's bloody spirit.

"kill."

"kill."

"kill."

Deafening and murderous sounds rang out. Under the leadership of battalion commander Chen Qiang, five hundred Chinese soldiers began to speed up. With bayonets in hand, they rushed towards the Japanese on the opposite side.

Deng Deng Deng.

Wow.

call.

Chen Qiang took the lead, alternating his feet and running quickly across the ground. His bronze face was full of murderous intent, and his big eyes were staring at the Japanese who were charging towards him.

Boom.

Stomping his right foot on the ground, powerful force burst out, and his speed accelerated again. At the same time, his whole body was like a big bird with spread wings, rising into the air and swinging his right hand.

call.

A piercing scream sounded.

"kill."

The powerful bayonet suddenly swung down.

when.

Wow.

If the sword breaks, the person dies.

Boom.

The corpse fell to the ground. Chen Qiang grabbed it with his right hand, flicked the bayonet, and separated from the corpse. Hearing a cry in his ear, he did not turn his head, but turned his body slightly to one side. At the same time, he slammed back with his right arm.


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