At the edge of the woods where blood and corpses were everywhere, a dozen remaining Japanese soldiers stood back to back, holding bayonets and staring fiercely at the Chinese soldiers surrounding them, still grinning and refusing to admit defeat.
Several charred Chinese soldiers roared and charged forward with bayonets pointed out, hoping to kill these Japanese soldiers who had run out of ammunition and food. However, although the Japanese soldiers were at a disadvantage, they were still fierce. The few soldiers who rushed up quickly
He was stabbed to death by the Japanese.
"It's all due to me!" Seeing the soldier who rushed forward being stabbed to death by the Japanese in just two blows, platoon leader Qin Shou suddenly turned red. Knowing that he couldn't kill himself in order to deal with the few remaining criminals, he wiped his face.
Blood and minced meat were shouted at the Chinese soldiers surrounding the Japanese soldiers.
With a crashing sound of the gun bolt being pulled, the muzzles of hundreds of guns were pointed at the cold black holes of more than a dozen Japanese soldiers who were surrounded. Behind the gun butts were charred and angry faces.
"Put down the gun for me! Let them use the knife!" Liu Yidao was covered in blood and minced meat, as if he had been fished out of a pool of blood. He pushed away the soldiers who were raising guns in front of him.
He stood in the circle holding a bloody machete.
When the platoon leader Qin Shou saw that Liu Yidao was about to fight with the Japs in person, he was immediately embarrassed. Although the Japs only had a dozen or so defeated soldiers left, the Japs were fierce. If Liu Yidao failed and was killed by the Japs, it would affect their morale.
, so he turned his attention to Yang Ling for help, hoping that Yang Ling would agree to use a gun to solve the problem.
Yang Ling leaned against the burnt tree trunk and panted heavily, with blood still dripping from the low-hanging bayonet. After recovering from a serious illness, he used the Japanese to fight with the bayonet hand-to-hand, and he was a little out of breath for a while.
Faced with the gaze directed by platoon leader Qin Shou, he understood what Qin Shou meant. With so many brothers dead, the remaining dozen or so Japanese soldiers were already trapped. If they fought to the death, he would suffer a lot of injuries.
People, so I just cut it in two and use a gun to get the better of it.
But Yang Ling didn't think so. With several times their strength, they still fought so fiercely. Although the soldiers won, the fierceness of the Japanese soldiers' stabbings would leave a psychological shadow on them. The next time they meet the Japanese soldiers, they will still have trouble.
There will be scruples and fear, so he wants to use the remaining dozen or so Japanese soldiers to set an example to boost the morale of these remnant soldiers and let them know that the Japanese are not gods and are not invincible!
Yang Ling stood up straight, holding a bloody bayonet and pushing away the soldiers who had formed a circle. He stood next to Liu Yidao, raised his neck and shouted to the people around him with a loud voice: "Open your eyes and watch them all! Look!"
Let’s see who is more powerful, the Japanese or us Chinese!”
Platoon leader Qin Shou originally wanted Yang Ling to agree to use guns to kill the Japanese soldiers, but he didn't expect that Yang Ling would stand in the circle and challenge the Japanese soldiers alone. He suddenly became anxious. Isn't this nonsense? He hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Yang Ling.
He pulled up his sleeves and lowered his voice and said: "We don't have to fight with the Japanese, so why should you?"
"Don't worry, the Japs can't hurt us." Yang Ling saw Qin Shou's worried look, gave him a comforting look, and then said to the surrounding soldiers: "Everyone take three steps back! Make room!"
The soldiers holding guns retreated and made a circle under Yang Ling's order. Seeing that Yang Ling was really going to fight the Japanese soldiers, Qin Shou hurriedly ordered the soldiers around him to shoot immediately if Yang Ling and the others were in danger, even if
Even if you disobey Yang Ling's orders, you must ensure his safety.
Yang Ling's body is very weak. Although he has deliberately trained to be as strong as when he was the king of soldiers, but he has been fighting fiercely with the Japanese these days, and his nutrition cannot keep up. Many times, he has eaten one meal and no more.
Although Dun was weak, he still had the confidence to kill these Japanese soldiers.
These Japanese soldiers have become turtles in the urn. Yang Ling is determined to kill these arrogant and powerful Japanese soldiers with hand-to-hand combat, so that the surrounding Chinese soldiers can take a look and improve their morale.
"Come!" Yang Ling held the bayonet, and Liu Yidao held the machete in both hands. The two stood side by side, waving their fingers at the Japanese soldiers with a fierce look on their faces.
At this moment, the Japanese soldiers also knew that they would definitely not survive today, so they simply decided to kill one and count them all, and kill two to earn one. The two Japanese soldiers at the front looked at each other, shouted, and bared their teeth.
To Yang Ling and Liu Yidao.
In the eyes of the Japanese soldiers, Yang Ling and Liu Yidao were looking for death if they wanted to fight with them. What they were best at was hand-to-hand stabbing. In their eyes, these ragtag Chinese troops were not worthy of being their opponents.
The Japanese soldiers were small but strong, and their hands holding the bayonets were very powerful. Even if they were stabbed, they would not die but would be seriously injured.
Facing the oncoming bayonet, Yang Ling snorted coldly, ducked sideways to avoid the bayonet, and hit the Japanese soldier's chin with his elbow. With a click, the Japanese soldier's jaw was shattered, and the force of the impact caused spurting from his mouth.
Blood flowed, and his head tilted back involuntarily, but he could not control his body and continued to move forward. Yang Ling smashed the butt of his rifle down again, and the Japanese soldier completely rolled to the ground, struggled twice and died.
Compared to Yang Ling's gentle fighting style, Liu Yidao next to him was much more violent and bloody. He still used the Northwest Army's fighting style.
The machete was heavy, and the back of the blade directly swung away the Japanese soldier's bayonet. The blade pressed down, and with the sound of bones shattering, it directly cut a large bloody gash along the shoulder of the Japanese soldier, and all the internal organs of the Japanese soldier were involved.
The hole slipped out, and a stench spread all around. The Japanese soldiers were killed before they could even scream.
The surrounding remnant soldiers were originally a little afraid of the Japanese soldiers' stabbing attacks and were worried about Yang Ling and the others, but when they saw Liu Yidao and Yang Ling killing the two Japanese soldiers like they were chopping melons and vegetables, their morale suddenly increased and they cheered loudly.
The two Japanese soldiers were easily killed. The remaining Japanese soldiers looked at each other with solemnity, but they were not afraid. They shouted and charged towards each other with bayonets in hand.
Pfft! Yang Ling stabbed the Japanese soldier with a bayonet to the point of death. The other Japanese soldier was kicked out by him and fell into a puddle of blood. Several ribs on his chest were broken. He struggled for a long time and couldn't get up.
.
"See clearly! This little devil is also very fleshy. If you cut him, he will be cut in half. They are yelling because they are afraid of us and to cheer themselves up. So when you meet the little devil in the future, you must be more ruthless than him!"
Yang Ling walked over and stabbed the seriously injured Japanese soldier to death, while teaching on the spot so that the remaining soldiers around him could learn.
Liu Yidao, on the other hand, kept his head down and slashed at the Japanese soldiers. Every Japanese soldier who rushed towards him was chopped off, with arms and legs missing, and one of his stomachs was cut open in a horrible way. The Japanese soldier was not dead, and he wanted to use the intestines that slipped out.
After stuffing it back, Liu slashed his head with a knife.
Back to back, Yang Ling and Liu Yidao, under the shocked gazes of the remaining soldiers, killed more than a dozen remaining Japanese soldiers, and they only suffered a few cuts on their bodies.
"Don't be afraid when you encounter Japanese enemies in the future! First, be more ruthless than them! Second, don't be afraid of death! You must dare to use your sword. When you meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. Those who are afraid of death are the first to die! Third, you must know how to cooperate! Leave your back behind.
My brothers, not the devils!"
Yang Ling's body was scorched black and stained with blood, and with the ferocious look he had shown in fighting the Japanese soldiers just now, the words he shouted out at this moment made the remnant soldiers around him admire him so much that they regarded him and Liu Yidao as their idols.
Seeing the fear dissipate from the faces of the remnant soldiers, and the decadence swept away, Yang Ling knew that his goal had been achieved, and waved his hand: "Clean the battlefield!"
"Jiao Chaoming, take a few brothers to find the health team and see where they went."