"Damn it, that little girl is really crazy..." Chen Yunfa wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with lingering fear.
But facing the cold gaze of Mi Zhi, whose face was stained with blood, even Chen Yunfa, a brave man like him, was embarrassed.
What a pair of eyes those are!
The almond-shaped eyes that should have been filled with youth and laughter were instead covered with a layer of gray.
That color was very familiar to Chen Yunfa. It should be the color of death. But now it appeared on a young woman with a beautiful and youthful face. The huge contrast made Chen Yunfa feel like a layer of chicken skin could not help but appear on his arms.
pimple.
"We are the Great Wall Regiment of the Northern Military Commissar of the Revolutionary Army of the Republic of China. You are..." Liu Lang, who had killed fifty Japanese invaders with his own hands and felt a little angry in his heart, strode over and stared at this man who was different from everyone else.
Different women asked softly.
"Republic of China? Northern Military Commission? Great Wall Regiment? Are you our soldiers?" Mi Zhi stared at Liu Lang and murmured.
Before Liu Lang could answer, Mi Zhi suddenly screamed: "You are our soldiers, but more than a hundred members of my family, Mi Jiayu, were hanged alive by the Japanese in the village. You, where are you?"
The shrill female voice echoed in the valley, echoing in the sky filled with corpses of Japanese invaders.
The other women covered their faces and sobbed.
Although it was a question, the weeping sorrow in it made Liu Lang and the two special forces feel the same.
Yes, that woman asked the right question. As a soldier, when the compatriots he swore to protect were suffering like this, where were they?
"I'm sorry, we were late, so our leader chose not to use guns. We used the knives in our hands to kill these little devils with our own hands." Chen Yunfa murmured in reply.
He didn't know whether to explain it to the woman with eyes full of death, or to explain it to himself.
Perhaps, it’s both!
If they don't give themselves an explanation like this, even if their nerves have become as hard as a piece of iron after countless killings, their hearts will be cut like a knife every time they think of the scene an hour ago.
That was truly the most tragic scene they had ever seen in their lives.
When the child who was supposed to be innocent and full of laughter looked directly at them with gray eyes.
"Your regiment leader?" After hearing what Chen Yunfa said, Mi Zhi's gray eyes suddenly became brighter, and she looked at Liu Lang, who was standing upright in front of her covered in blood.
That fat man who was like a ferocious beast in the world, that fat man who killed Japanese people like chickens, turned out to be a regiment leader.
With a "bang" sound, Mi Zhi landed heavily on her knees and knelt in front of Liu Lang.
There was a "boom" sound, and his forehead hit him hard.
There was even a blood flower on the hard ground.
"What are you doing? Just say whatever you want." Liu Lang was also startled by this fiery woman.
Still kneeling on the ground, Mi Zhi raised his head, blood burst out from his once fair forehead, and the bright red blood intertwined with the white and tender skin to form a strange beauty, "My head is for my Mi Jiayu, one hundred and fifteen."
Folks, thank you for helping them avenge themselves."
With a "thud" sound, Mi Chi knocked down hard again.
Liu Lang sighed silently in his heart, he already knew what this woman wanted to say next.
In war, women should be allowed to go away, but can he refuse?
Sure enough, Mi Zhi raised his head again and looked at Liu Lang, "This head is for myself. I want to ask the commander to let me join your Great Wall Regiment. I, Mi Zhi, want to kill the Japanese. Even if I die, I will die there."
On the battlefield where Japanese corpses can be seen.”
Chen Yunfa and Mo Xiaomao both turned their attention to Liu Lang, whose face was as heavy as water.
They all have an intuition that if Liu Lang refuses, I am afraid that the fiery peasant girl will take the gun she has been holding in her hand even if she kowtows...
Stab back at herself.
"Mizhi, from now on, you are a soldier of the Great Wall Regiment. However, as a soldier, you have to forget that you are a woman." Liu Lang's eyes filled with appreciation and he replied in a deep voice.
Who says women are inferior to men? The woman in front of her is stronger than most men.
"From now on, Mi Zhi will be Mi Jiayu's last son." After hearing Liu Lang's reply, Mi Zhi's eyes finally filled with tears.
He untied his long hair, held the bayonet in his hand, and "stab", a long black hair was cut off.
"Sir, there are still us." Several village girls who had been sobbing beside them finally plucked up the courage, walked over together with Mi Zhi, and knelt in front of Liu Lang together with Mi Zhi.
"Okay, from now on, you are a member of the Great Wall Regiment. The combat squad you are in is called the Mijia Squad. The first squad leader is Mi Zhi. Your instructor is Mo Xiaomao, the number one sharpshooter of our Great Wall Regiment.
"Liu Lang pointed his finger at Mo Xiaomao, who looked stunned, and said loudly. "Everyone stand up. The soldiers of my Great Wall Regiment, except for bending their knees to honor their fallen comrades, the rest, even God, must also stand.
Okay, straighten up."
A woman full of hatred is far scarier than a man.
At least when they saw seven women vomiting crazily while using Japanese bayonets that were not particularly suitable for chopping into the necks of Japanese corpses, and stubbornly wanted to take all the heads of Japanese invaders to pay homage to their relatives.
Even Liu Lang felt a little cold on his back.
If one day in the future he offends Ji Xiaoniuer, will that equally stubborn little girl...
How should I put it? Watching this scene, Liu Lang was so confused that he thought of a scene in which a certain romantic figure in later generations was cut off by his wife with a pair of scissors. The most terrifying thing was that he deliberately threw it into the toilet and pressed the button.
Flush valve. No matter how advanced medicine is, it cannot create a "golden cudgel" out of thin air.
Including the Japanese second lieutenant who was lying on the stretcher and covered with white cloth, fifty-four heads were really heavy. But seven women, plus their new instructor Mo Xiaomao, actually held the 38-style big cover.
The poles were carried in pairs, like fifty-four watermelons, but they were just hairy watermelons, and they were carried to Mi Jiayu, eight miles away.
That scene would remain the most chilling scene in his life until Chen Yunfa told his son and grandson many years later.
Really, when you see seven women singing folk songs loudly while walking "home" with more than fifty heads, anyone will be chilled!
When people's ferocity is completely aroused, the bottom line will be exceeded again and again.
Not only the Japanese can be cruel, but the Chinese can too.
Chinese women can do it too.
The land does not distinguish between north and south, and people, old and young, all have the responsibility to resist the war! Under the constant provocation of the Japanese invaders, the giant dragon of China is gradually opening its sleepy eyes, and seven women are carrying fifty-four stars.
The Japanese invaders started singing folk songs loudly.
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