The two of them had made up their mind, one held a gun, the other brandished a knife, and charged toward the Japanese army shoulder to shoulder.
At this time, several Japanese soldiers saw that the two enemies who had been shamelessly shooting with guns began to use knives. Instead of being surprised, they were happy. The six people automatically formed two stabbing groups in threes and threes, and the finished glyphs were forced towards the two powerful masters. .
It’s no wonder that these Japanese soldiers dared to challenge two Chinese martial arts masters because they were so stupid. It was mainly because they were frogs in the well and hadn’t realized the gap between ordinary people and martial arts masters. Even if they were told, they wouldn’t understand, right?
What's more, how did the Beast Brigade gain its reputation? Of course, it's their proud stabbing skills. They have few opponents among the Japanese army. Why are they afraid of you two - Chinese soldiers?
It can be said that the Japanese army has some rules. In both groups, one person rushes forward and the other two protect the flanks. If you attack one person, you must withstand bayonet attacks from both sides at the same time, making you unable to defend or attack once you fight. In dangerous situations, one hesitation will often lead to being stabbed by three bayonets at the same time.
Relying on this carefully designed stabbing formation, the Japanese army has always been unfavorable in its previous and future battles with the Chinese army. A three-person team can kill 5-6 Chinese soldiers at the same time and retreat steadily. In the end, they cooperated with them. Stabbing them to death one by one.
However, they don't know who they are facing today. They are fearless because of their ignorance. They are destined to kick on the iron plate today.
The Japanese soldiers in the center of the two groups all had the rank of sergeant, which meant that they were masters of stabbing in the Beast Brigade. One of them stared at the gun-wielding Miaohua, and had already begun to exert force on his hand, preparing to strike first. It doesn't matter if the stab misses, anyway, the Chinese can't stab him with all his strength, because there are still two bayonets waiting on his left and right. If he wants to survive, he can only save some strength and be ready to defend at any time.
The Japanese sergeant who was staring at Zhao Xiaojin was prepared to use his gun to hold the saber that was attacking him from the beginning, and let the other two Japanese soldiers around him resolve the battle.
In fact, these two Japanese sergeants have paid enough attention to the two opponents in front of them, because the lethality of these two people before was a bit surprising. If they encountered ordinary Chinese soldiers, what would they do with so many considerations? It's solved by thrusting, why would it be so complicated?
However, the subsequent development was completely beyond their imagination.
As soon as the two sides got closer, Miaohua, who was wielding a gun, had already shaken the muzzle of his gun and was about to stab the leading Japanese sergeant with a gentle shot. Zhao Xiaojin had already raised his saber high and was about to hit Huashan with one move. Another sergeant beheaded his head.
But at the moment when both sides exerted their strength, Zhao Xiaojin and Miaohua's feet glowed, and in a dazzling change of positions, the two Japanese sergeants exchanged their opponents before they could react. The Japanese sergeant who wanted to preemptively stabbed the Japanese sergeant desperately. But it fell into the air, and what greeted him was a cold wind rushing over his head.
The Japanese sergeant suddenly found that his sight was floating high in an instant, as if he had opened God's vision. He could see the entire battlefield at a glance, but on the ground, he saw a headless and extremely familiar body spraying into the sky. While soaking in the blood mist, he slowly knelt on the ground.
"Baga! Isn't this myself? Why am I headless..." Then darkness struck, leaving only his last doubts in the world.
At this time, not only was he doubtful before his death, but the other two Japanese soldiers around him were also confused. However, after long training, they still subconsciously stabbed out the 38 rifles in their hands.
Zhao Xiaojin did not withdraw his strength after cutting off the head with the sword. Instead, he turned on the spot and avoided the two bayonets. At the same time, the saber in his hand was raised from bottom to top, and another big head flew high into the air.
Zhao Xiaojin kept moving, and made another 360-degree turn in the opposite direction, and the saber came down, "Poof!"
The third head fell to the ground.
What a great move, the Wudang swordsmanship of Dancing Willow in the Wind. After one move, three heads were killed, and the child was innocent.
Zhao Xiaojin's move of "Dancing with the Willow in the Wind" captures the essence of Wudang swordsmanship's ability to carry the sword with you and move with your heart. Normally, it is impossible for you to fully unleash your killing intent when sparring with fellow disciples. This is the first time you use it to kill an enemy. Although it is just A few little shrimps from the Japanese army tried their best, but it also made Zhao Xiaojin feel happy and somewhat complacent. At the same time, he turned to look at Miaohua.
However, after the two of them changed positions, the target of Miaohua's stabbing shot was instantly changed. The Japanese soldier who was preparing to use his gun to block the knife had no time to change his moves, so he screamed and watched Miaohua hand out the shot with one hand. The rifle bayonet pierced his heart, and the two Japanese soldiers next to him didn't react too slowly. They shouted loudly and raised their rifles to stab him.
But he didn't know that Miaohua's figure had already been activated. When he stabbed the Japanese soldier with his left pistol, he took a step forward. His right hand had already grasped the barrel of the rifle in the hand of the Japanese soldier. His left hand also moved forward to draw the gun. He also turned around on the same spot. , before the two bayonets on the left and right could be handed to him, he held the barrels of the two guns in both hands and swung them down.
After two "bumps", the rifles of the two Japanese soldiers were handed out halfway, when the handles of the two rifles flying down like the wind hit the steel helmets above their heads.
The gun shattered, the helmet cracked, and the brain collapsed.
The heads of the two Japanese soldiers were not only shattered, but the necks were driven into the chest cavity by Miaohua, a master of Qi Jin. Their bodies suddenly became shorter, and their originally short stature was completely transformed into The dwarf.
What a stroke of Shaolin stick technique, the wind and waves. One blow breaks the heart, the second blow breaks the head, and the third blow breaks the brain.
Moreover, Miaohua's move of fighting against the wind and waves emphasizes being fierce and powerful, and moving forward indomitably, which also captures the true essence of Shaolin's external boxing.
Zhao Xiaojin and Miaohua's several battles with the Japanese army seemed dazzling, but in fact they only took the blink of an eye.
The two masters each used a move, and six Japanese soldiers lay dead on the ground.
While Zhao Xiaojin looked over, Miaohua also turned around to look. The two looked at each other and smiled, understanding each other tacitly.
In fact, although Miaohua and Zhao Xiaojin usually get along well with each other and are sympathetic, they have always wanted to compete with each other since ancient times. In normal sparring, the two of them could only hit the spot and not be able to use their unique moves, so they had to compete in battle to see who could kill more neatly and faster.
Therefore, although the two of them had a tacit understanding of cooperation just now, once they started to move, they paid attention to being quick and neat, and both wanted to compete for speed.
Looking at it now, haha, it’s still half a catty of eight taels, and no one has the upper hand.
They all kill three enemies with one move, all at the same time.
Just as they were admiring each other, several more Japanese soldiers rushed down.
"Drink! Another person is coming to die."
The two masters were in high spirits. One was holding a knife and the other was wielding a pair of spears. They were about to step forward with all their energy, but when they took a closer look, they broke out in cold sweat.
