This may be Zhao Xiaojin's last chance to escape with Zhang Xiaoping.
Of course, Zhao Xiaojin had to fight for this opportunity with his life.
Just as the circuitous Japs were advancing rapidly through the woods, a bloated but extremely agile black figure was like a whirlwind. In the horrified eyes of the Japs, it suddenly rushed into their ranks.
"idiot!"
"careful!"
"ah……"
The sudden appearance of the humanoid monster instantly caused chaos in the Japanese formation, with blood flying and miserable howls.
I saw Zhao Xiaojin rushing into the crowd of Japanese soldiers like a rampaging tank, with Zhang Xiaoping's dagger in his right hand and a German butcher's dagger in his left hand. He rushed forward with force under his feet and waved his hands like the wind.
Zhao Xiaojin knew that when they meet in such a narrow road in the dark, there are enemies within three steps. Using a sword is faster than a rifle or a pistol, and it also has more deterrence and endurance.
Since we don’t know the thickness of the enemy’s formation, we might use a pistol to shoot the bullets before they can get out. Should we use a pistol to smash them at that time?
At this time, they can only use cold weapons to mess with the Japanese. They are afraid of accidental injury and dare not shoot indiscriminately.
What's more, he himself is a great connoisseur and master of swordsmanship. This attack was like a tiger descending from a mountain or a wolf entering a flock of sheep, directly creating a bloody storm among these dozens of Japanese.
Zhao Xiaojin's swords and swords cooperated with each other, and his whole body's internal energy surged with vigor and energy, and he just moved forward rapidly.
This is a desperate charge by a master of Qi Jinjing with full firepower.
This is a desperate attack by a soldier facing a desperate situation.
This is also a senior brother who wants to take his young junior brother home. If anyone dares to stop him, he will kill the god and kill the Buddha.
Knives slashed, swords slashed, and blood flowed wildly along the way, both from the enemy and from one's own...
In just a few short seconds, Zhao Xiaojin defeated the enemy formation.
On a bloody road behind him, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers fell down. He did not dare to stop at all and continued to rush forward, leaving the screams and wails of the Japanese soldiers behind him.
In the darkness, he began to feel exhausted from countless all-out explosions, and an unprecedented weakness and pain gradually amplified and spread in his body.
He heard his heavy footsteps colliding with the earth, which was a sign of losing control of his body.
A master of the Qi Jin Realm actually begins to make violent breathing sounds like blowing bellows, which means that his internal strength and physical strength are about to be exhausted.
His lungs were burning like fire, and there were bursts of pain from the wounds stabbed by Japanese bayonets in several places on his body. Sweat and blood mixed with blood flowed down all over his head and body.
However, he was still running hard because he had his junior brother on his back, because he firmly believed that his reinforcements were coming, and because he once again broke out of the siege.
However, when the messy and heavy footsteps appeared again in front of him, a trace of despair finally filled his heart.
Another group of Japs appeared in front of him...
He knew in his heart that he might not be able to leave this time.
His physical strength was exhausted and he had no strength to strike again.
"Elder brother...let me down..."
Zhang Xiaoping's weak but determined voice came from behind.
In fact, Zhang Xiaoping woke up during the fight just now, but he did not dare to disturb his senior brother who was fighting for his life with the Japanese.
Then, he discovered that in order to prevent the Japs from hurting him with their bayonets, Zhao Xiaojin had to use his body to block countless attacks that he could have avoided. As a result, he was stabbed several times by the Japs in a short period of time. Fortunately, at the critical moment He tried his best to dodge and avoid the vital points at all times, but his body was already scarred and bleeding.
This is also the reason why Zhao Xiaojin was injured countless times in less than ten seconds of fighting and almost drained his internal strength.
Zhang Xiaoping didn't want to drag his senior brother down like this anymore, but he knew that no matter how hard he persisted, his senior brother would never abandon him.
It wasn't until he also discovered that there were Japanese soldiers blocking the way ahead, and knew that it would be difficult to break through, that he asked Zhao Xiaojin to put him down.
Even in the face of death, the two brothers must fight side by side to the end.
Zhao Xiaojin sighed lightly, swung his knife to cut off the belt that tied Zhang Xiaoping, and let him go.
Zhang Xiaoping sat against a tree, stretched out his hand and said: "Gun..."
Zhao Xiaojin heard the footsteps getting closer and closer. There were Japanese soldiers in front of him and behind him. It looked like he couldn't run away.
Without hesitation at the moment, he looked at Zhang Xiaoping and laughed, handed over a pistol and two magazines and said: "Haha, okay! Let's see how many Japs we can drag on the road today. I'll be in charge of the rear, and you'll be in charge. Front."
At this point, he said with some pity: "But there are only three magazines of bullets in the pistol. I have two bullets left in the pistol, which will be the last bullets for us brothers."
Of course Zhang Xiaoping knew what the last bullet Zhao Xiaojin was talking about? That is the bullet used to commit suicide. According to the unwritten rules of the mercenary group, the brothers of the mercenary group will never be prisoners of the Japanese.
Zhang Xiaoping didn't say anything like I'm sorry to my senior brother, I'm the one who dragged you down, because he knew that if he and his senior brother were to change places, he would not leave his senior brother to break out alone.
So he just showed his trademark big boy smile to his senior brother, with an abnormal blush on his pale face, hung the pistol on his thigh, and waited for the moment when the Japs revealed themselves.
Zhao Xiaojin also leaned against the tree, half-kneeling, raising his semi-automatic rifle and pointing it toward the rear.
The crackling footsteps vibrated their eardrums like a life-threatening charm.
However, Zhao Xiaojin and Zhang Xiaoping were surprisingly calm.
There is no fear of death, no excitement when fighting for one's life, and no tragic cry.
They were separated by a pine tree, back to back, just waiting quietly, waiting for the moment of life and death to appear.
The Japs in front appeared first, one... two... three... eight... appeared in the woods.
Zhang Xiaoping's pistol also rang, one...two...three...seven...
He sat on the ground, holding the gun with both hands, shooting calmly like he had done thousands of times at the training range, then unloaded the magazine, changed the magazine, loaded the gun, and continued shooting...
Behind him, Zhao Xiaojin's semi-automatic rifle also fired, and the Japanese behind him and in front appeared almost at the same time.
At this time, they suddenly discovered that the Japanese on both sides shot almost at the same time.
Haha, a strange scene appeared.
Even though Zhang Xiaoping and Zhao Xiaojin were injured, even though their internal strength and physical strength were almost exhausted, they were still masters of Qi Jinjing, and their physical perception and eyesight had not faded.
This results in their night vision ability being much stronger than that of the Japanese.
Therefore, when the two of them saw the Japs and fired, the Japs had not seen them yet.
Moreover, the silencer of the pistol and the suppressor of the rifle both have the function of eliminating muzzle flash.
This resulted in the enemy being attacked by bullets in the dark, only roughly knowing that the enemy was ahead, but not the exact location.
