Until the Japanese soldier's eyes were distracted and he knelt down slumped on the ground.
The massive bleeding caused by the triangular sword is far greater than that of the Japanese bayonet. That kind of damage cannot be resisted by the mental will.
Tudou then let go of the handle of the gun and allowed the Japanese soldier to limp to the ground with his beloved rifle.
It's not that he doesn't want to pull out his spurs, but he really has no strength. He doesn't have to worry that the latest rifles equipped by the independent regiment will be taken away by the Japanese. He seems to have heard the heavy footsteps of the friendly troops rushing towards him, as well as the anger.
A roaring voice.
But why does it still feel so far away? You must come! Monitor, we still have five children to raise!
The potatoes fell on their backs.
"Potato! You are a bitch." The old monkey was caught off guard and burst into tears when he witnessed this tragic scene.
He stood up with eyes wide open, fired the last bullet in his pistol at the two Japanese soldiers in front of him with a "bang" sound, knocked one Japanese soldier to the ground, and then struggled to clean himself, which was so precious that he had to wipe it at least three times a day.
He threw pistols all over the place at the Japanese soldier who was raising his gun and was about to shoot at him, directly knocking the Japanese soldier to stagger.
"Kill!" The old monkey didn't even have time to pick up the submachine gun he had prepared, and rushed straight towards the Japanese army.
With the help of his condescending momentum, the old monkey avoided the blade of the Japanese rifle and slammed into the Japanese soldier. The two of them were entangled and rolled down the mountain.
Although it seems very long, it is actually only a few seconds before the rabbit rises and the falcon falls. The two Chinese soldiers used this tragic and desperate way to see the Japanese army who were fighting for their lives to capture the true story.
Seeing this situation, the remaining two Japanese soldiers did not feel any joy at victory, but stood blankly on the spot.
If the Chinese are like this, will they still have a chance to win again? You know, there are only three Chinese on the position.
Yes, they had been fighting for so long. If they didn't know that there were three Chinese soldiers on the battlefield, then their fight for so many years would have been in vain. However, just three Chinese soldiers almost defeated a team of more than 40 people.
They were all shot and killed, and even when they were at the end of their rope, they also took away the lives of two of their companions.
No, there is another one, they are still fighting. The two Japanese soldiers were interrupted by the muffled groans and calls for help coming from twenty or thirty meters away from the top of the mountain to the mountainside.
However, they were too late to rescue their companions.
"Ouch~~~" An extremely angry beast roar suddenly exploded ten meters away from them.
The unique vigilance of veterans made their hair stand on end. Did they guess wrong? There were actually enemies here?
As they turned around in fear, they saw a "black bear" with a huge body and a round head, and a "black bear" wearing a ridiculous vest that tightly wrapped around a fat body, and was running towards them with "anger" in its eyes.
Yes, although they did not see the bear's eyes clearly, they could actually read the anger. From its indomitable movement and exposed fangs and teeth.
Xiong Si was really angry, more angry than ever before.
None of its companions were missing.
On the battlefield, it was replaced by the khaki color that it hated most. That night before, it was humans of this color who were stained with the blood of its companions, and it would never forget the coldness on its companions.
Although the giant panda has not yet understood what death is, it knows that those companions will never come back.
Now, is it the turn of these companions again?
However, what he faced was not only an angry bear, but also a bear that knew martial arts. The bear's stubby paws suddenly moved outwards, and the Japanese veteran's bayonet was stabbed with great force.
The bayonet stabbing at its chest swung sharply, deflecting by more than ten centimeters and piercing the giant panda's ribs.
Just like a piece of leather, a sharp bayonet that can penetrate several centimeters of thick wood can only penetrate two or three centimeters and cannot make an inch.
As soon as the Japanese sergeant's face showed surprise, Xiong Si's other big bear paw with sharp claws was already swung over, and it was slapped on the face, like a big slap on the ear.
A big scratch on a person's ear may cause a concussion if it's serious, or a perforated eardrum if it's more serious, but what if it was hit by a bear?
What's more, the national treasure panda, which is stronger than the Asian black bear in terms of bite force and strength, wanted to use all its strength to suck milk at this moment.
The entire face of the Japanese military sergeant wanted to be torn off by the bear's paws with sharp claws exposed, and the exposed pink and tender flesh was still trembling slightly. Even a soldier who had experienced many battles couldn't help but do it well when he saw it.
A nightmare for a few days.
According to the personal admission of an infantryman from the first battalion who later participated in the burial of this unfortunate Japanese sergeant, from now on, he no longer dared to wrestle with Xiong Si, a cruel guy, for fun. He would rather collect all the beef jerky he had for military supplies.
Xiong Si. It’s not that he was afraid of losing. In fact, when he saw that guy’s big bear paw, he thought of the “shameless” corpses of Japanese soldiers. It was too scary.
Xiong Si doesn't care, anyway, as long as there is food, as long as he is given food, he will always be cute!
The nightmare of the Japanese sergeant who subconsciously dropped his gun and covered his face is not over yet. The giant panda brought the essence of the Langdanza fight of "killing him while he is sick" to the extreme, opening his huge mouth and biting suddenly, with an exaggerated bite.
Even the strong bamboo can be torn into strips and eaten, let alone the arm of a Japanese army sergeant?
He bit the Japanese sergeant's arm and then swung it suddenly, just like a hug commonly used in wrestling. The Japanese soldier completely lost his balance and fell down. His huge body suddenly sat down, evenly, and he was hit in the chest. He weighed more than 100 kilograms.
The result of all the weight of the body pressing on the sternum is that the sternum is completely broken.
Almost unable to even scream, the Japanese soldier opened his mouth without lips, breathed desperately, and moved his limbs in vain, like a fish on the verge of death.
But another Japanese infantryman who had been injured could no longer care about his superior. He had to face the attack of a terrifying green wolf.
Holding a gun with one arm, he was obviously no match for a cunning and ferocious wolf. He would even die earlier than his boss. The green wolf that had successfully bitten his throat used dozens of kilograms of weight and strength to do so.
He cooperated and even pulled out more than half a meter of his white throat.
What is tragic? This is tragic.
This was the first thought that lingered in Ye Zifei's mind when he personally led the vanguard of an infantry squad to rush into position half a minute later.
He has seen countless more brutal battles than this, and even more than a few thousand soldiers fell. Compared with that, this small or even micro battlefield is nothing, but he has never seen both sides.
There is no battlefield for a living person.
No one escapes and no one wins.
On the battlefield, except for two lonely animals, two lonely wolves and bears sniffing, touching, and whimpering in vain next to their lying motionless companions, no one could stand up.
Both sides die?
Are his three soldiers, the third infantry squad, finished like this?
Ye Zifei's head was dizzy at that moment.
This may be the first combat unit that has been sacrificed since the founding of the independent regiment, even if it is just a small infantry squad.