Anyone can escape, but Liu Lang cannot escape. If he escapes, all soldiers will die.
If you can't escape and don't want to die, then there is only madness, only epilepsy.
The current Liu Lang does not have the body that was tempered in his previous life, he does not have the special protective clothing that can protect him from bullets and stabs, and he does not have the tiger-tooth saber that could cut gold and jade with his hair.
The blood in his body was like a fire that was about to burn, and the wind mixed with the chill of early spring couldn't blow away the redness in his eyes.
Blood red.
Not just in Liu Lang's eyes.
How terrifying is a fat man who bursts out with all his strength and runs like a wild boar?
At that moment everyone's eyes widened.
Liu Lang, who was charging, first shot down the little Japs sergeant who was rushing in front of the Japs column and yelled "Baga!", and then he ran headlong into the Japs column amidst the Japs' loud howls.
To be hit by a fat man weighing 100 kilograms at an instant speed of 80 miles, to be honest, it is no less than being hit head-on by a small car.
After a heart-wrenching "click" sound of bones breaking, a Japanese man with the bayonet in his hand swung away by Liu Lang's hand staggered back with the door wide open.
A large mouthful of dark black blood spurted from his mouth, instantly staining his uniform red, and he was dying to see it.
Taking advantage of the reaction force of the body being knocked away, Liu Lang suddenly jumped up, staggered, and avoided the enemy's bayonet stabbing his chest. He held the Sanba Gaigai without a bayonet with one hand and slammed it down.
With a loud "bang" sound, the hard birch gun stock and the Type 90 helmet made of carbon steel collided in an extremely frightening way.
The gun butt was broken into several pieces, and the Type 90 helmet was hard enough and not completely deformed, but the Jaap became shorter out of thin air, and the deformed helmet sat directly on the Jaap soldier's shoulders.
Liu Lang's blow actually smashed the Japanese's head directly into his chest.
The tragic scene stunned the nearby Japanese soldiers who witnessed the fat man's ferocity, but Liu Lang did not stop. He held the incomplete spear with both hands and thrust it forward, causing a heart-rending howl.
Liu Lang's spearhead without a bayonet was inserted directly into the chest of a Japanese soldier. Both blunt and sharp weapons can kill people, but the way of killing is very different. Liu Lang actually used blunt weapons in a way that is unique to sharp weapons.
The huge wound caused tremendous pain, so it's no wonder the Japanese howled so earth-shatteringly.
What made the devils fight the most was when the fat man like a lunatic pulled out the tattered gun with both hands. The blocky object hanging on the muzzle of the gun with the reference point circle was the lobe of the lung.
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The blood spurted out like a fountain from the fist-sized wound, forming a mist in the night sky that had been blasted by artillery fire and was as bright as day.
Blood mist.
It was fluttering and sprinkled on the devil's fat face.
However, the demon who brutally killed three people in a row seemed to be completely unaware of it. He showed his sinister white teeth and raised his fingers in the face of the devils who unconsciously slowed down and rushed toward him.
It was just a contact, and three Japanese soldiers were killed on the spot. The murderous Japanese soldiers were so frightened that they almost died. In this way, Liu Lang announced the arrival of the king of Chinese soldiers seventy years later.
Nearly ten Japanese soldiers surrounded Liu Lang, who made provocative gestures, and hesitated.
It's not that Liu Lang wanted to show off and act like Huang Feihong. If the Japanese soldiers were more careful, they would find that not only their short legs were shaking, but the devil's thick legs were also shaking.
The outburst just now has almost exhausted Liu Lang's energy. Even the intense secretion of adrenaline in this fat and slightly weak body cannot allow him to complete the next battle.
Unfortunately, the frightened Japanese did not have such keen observation skills and did not have the time to observe.
Like a huge wave crashing against a rock, a dozen remnant soldiers violently collided with the remaining dozen Japanese soldiers.
The blooming blood flowers in the dark night made the smell of blood in the air even thicker, so thick that if you fished for it in the void, you could catch a sliver of it.
Liu Lang didn't move, but the red in his eyes became thicker and thicker, as if he was like a burning fire caught in the wind.
He saw a Japanese soldier charging towards Ji Yanxue with a bayonet in hand. There was no fear on Ji Yanxue's dirty little face, and she raised the bayonet in her hand high, facing the blade.
Straight up.
The running wind blew off her helmet and messed up her short hair, but did not dissipate the determination in her eyes.
But her speed was obviously still slow.
A remnant soldier whose name Liu Lang didn't know suddenly accelerated and overtook Ji Yanxue.
The remnant soldier didn't hold any weapons at all, perhaps because he fell down while running at high speed and lost the rifle with only the stock in his hand.
Perhaps because they were not carrying heavy weight, the remaining soldiers who had fallen behind finally caught up with the charging team and firmly surpassed Ji Yanxue.
Less than three meters away from him was the Japanese's gleaming bayonet.
As long as you are a normal person, your subconscious mind must be to avoid it, but this remnant soldier is like an athlete running a 100-meter sprint, finally seeing the finish line.
There was no impassioned laughter, no touching final words, the tall soldier just continued to accelerate.
Like a bolt of lightning.
He held out his chest, and under the horrified gaze of the Japanese, he took the initiative to meet the bayonet.
The bayonet effortlessly penetrated the soldier's thin chest, and then the muzzle and body of the gun. The huge force generated by the crazy impact on both sides caused the Japanese hands to insert into the chest of the remaining soldier, as if the Japanese could touch them whenever they moved their hands.
The soldier's heart should no longer beat.
The Japs did not have time to feel whether the Chinese people's hearts were soft or not. In the Japs' horrified eyes, the Chinese soldiers who actively sought death bit him on the carotid artery...
The Chinese people are all crazy, completely crazy.
No one looked at the injuries of their comrades. The bar in the mouth of the crazy Chinese soldier proved that he would never be alive again.
The momentum of the Japanese who came to confront the remnant soldiers stagnated again.
"Xiao Shuan..." Chi Dakui, who followed closely, roared and pulled the trigger of the machine gun in his hand.
After firing all the bullets in the last two magazines, the experienced veteran avenged his brother in this way.
Seven or eight Japanese soldiers fell down in response.
The Chinese were not only lunatics, but also despicable lunatics. The dead Japanese must be full of grievances.
Although it was not as written in various dramas and masterpieces decades later that the Japanese army would take the initiative to eject the bullets from the gun chamber when bayoneting, the Japanese Army's "Infantry Drill Code" did require soldiers to turn off the shooting safety. A small part of the reason
The bullets of the Type 38 rifle have extremely strong penetrating power and will accidentally injure friendly troops. Of course, the more important thing is probably the Japanese army's extreme self-confidence, believing that they are invincible when it comes to bayonet fighting and will surely win the final victory.
Therefore, the Japanese who took the initiative to turn off the safety saw Chi Dakui holding a machine gun, which was a bad luck.
What's more important is that they suddenly became the less crowded party.
Especially, the terrible demon also started to move.
Killing begins again.
When five minutes passed, the four Chinese soldiers who were blocking the attack in the trench were resisted desperately. More than 30 Japanese soldiers who rushed from the flanks all stopped in advance.