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There was a Czech light machine gun in front of Kim Sung-wook.
He stared at the charging Japs.
He silently counted the distance between him and the Japanese.
300 meters!
200 meters!
150 meters!
His finger touched the trigger, and when the gun went off he roared, "Hit!"
Da da da!
Instantly.
Intensive gunshots resounded throughout the upper valley.
The Japanese who were charging at the forefront fell in pieces!
When Kim Sung Wook finished emptying a magazine.
The Japs of the 147th Wing were rushing one after another, only a few dozen meters away from the forward blocking position.
There are too many of them.
The soldiers drained a magazine.
The Japanese behind them stepped on the corpses of those in front of them, and then rushed towards the blocking position.
Kim Sung-wook threw the light machine gun.
He picked up the machete beside him and jumped out of the trench, "Brothers!"
"Fight with the little devil!!"
Suddenly.
Almost all the soldiers of the 4th Independent Brigade picked up machetes, rushed out of the bunker barefoot, and killed the Japanese.
They wait for this moment.
Too long to wait.
This damn weather.
They have long wanted to fight the Japanese with real swords and guns.
The anger lasted for a long time in the rain.
At this moment, it was like a volcano erupting out of control.
Facing the ferocious 4th Independent Brigade.
The Japanese of the 147th Regiment were defeated one after another.
They were wearing raincoats.
Can not move.
Facing the Chinese soldiers who were barefoot and soaked, they wielded their knives like they were chopping vegetables.
At first.
The devil can still resist.
Until someone's head rolled off the shoulder like a ball.
Until the blood flows into a river.
Until the angry Chinese soldiers became red-eyed!
Tomohisa Fukuyama brandishes his sakan sword.
His face turned purple from the cold.
He couldn't believe it.
In this damn weather, there are actually people who become more and more courageous as they fight!
Tomohisa Fukuyama sneaked into the war zone.
Brandishing his saguan sword.
A little soldier holding a machete went crazy in the crowd!
As he turned to look for his next target.
Phew~
Tomohisa Fukuyama pierced the little warrior's back with a knife.
He gritted his teeth and roared: "Baga!!"
Jin Chengxu followed the sound and looked over.
The youngest Korean soldier of the 4th Independent Brigade, 19 years old!
Standing in the crowd.
A white blade emerged from his abdomen.
The blood flowing along the tip of the knife formed a river at his feet.
Jin Chengxu's eyes suddenly shrank, he slashed with the left, blocked with the right, and rushed towards Fukuyama Tomohisa, who was killing the little soldier not far away.
A large number of Japanese soldiers discovered Jin Chengxu's intentions.
Seven or eight Japanese soldiers stabbed Kim Sung-wook with bayonets in their hands.
"brigadier!"
Upon seeing this, the guard rushed forward to block the attack from one side for Kim Sung Wook.
Phew~
Two sharp knives suddenly pierced the guard's heart!
The guard stood where he was.
Vomiting blood.
"Brigadier...go...quickly!"
A murderous look flashed across his resolute face.
The big knife in his hand was raised upward.
Phew~
Pierce one of the Japs in the chest.
Jin Chengxu was confused.
He looked at the sacrifice of the guard who had been with him for two years, and his pupils were instantly bloodshot, "Stone!!"
Kim Sung-wook fought his way out.
The knife slashed the neck of the Japanese in front of Shitou.
The blade was so fast that the edge flashed.
The little devil's head fell to the ground.
There are also two Sanba Gai stuck in Shitou's chest.
Jin Chengxu quickly hugged the stone that was about to fall.
"Stone!!"
"Stone!!"
Let Kim Sung Wook tear his throat.
In the end, I never heard Shitou’s response again!
The guard battalion rushed into the siege and protected Kim Sung-wook.
Facing thousands of Japanese soldiers, no one flinched.
Even the cooks rushed into the fighting area with kitchen knives!
Braving the heavy rain.
Ye Anran led the first battalion all the way.
From Qilaoquan Mountain, rush to Shanggu!
A few hundred meters away from the upper valley, through the hazy rain and fog, they could vaguely see the two sides fighting!
The horse cannot run.
Ye Anran quickly jumped off the military horse.
"damn it!"
"Brothers, rush!!"
Several hundred meters.
Ye Anran ran at the speed of a world champion.
He kicked off his shoes.
Fifty seconds!
Five hundred meters!
He rushed into the fighting area, quickly pulled out his pistol, and used up all the bullets in three seconds.
When he dropped the gun and picked up the machete on the ground.
The seven Japs with bullets between their eyebrows suddenly lost their focus and fell down.
Ye Anran held the machete in his right hand and tied the red rope on the handle with his left hand.
Then nimbly rush into the crowd.
puff!
He split open the head of the devil in front of him with one knife!
Then he stabilized his lower body and swept the blade across.
The Japanese who rushed up were cut in half in an instant!
At this time.
Sun Maotian led a battalion of the shadow rapid reaction force into the war zone.
They held submachine guns and fired first!
Then he removed the engineer shovel from his back and quickly rushed to the front.
They wielded sapper shovels with the serrated side.
Every shovelful.
Almost all of them went towards the devil's neck!
The sharp saw teeth tore the devil's neck apart at the same time.
Can cut blood vessels in an instant.
With the addition of a battalion.
This melee involving thousands of people and cold weapons produced an overwhelming result.
Ye Anran killed more than a dozen Japanese soldiers one after another.
While charging.
He saw the stone lying on the ground.
I saw a 19-year-old Korean warrior!
Ye Anran was filled with anger, and all his strength surged into his hands.
Close ones! die!
when!
A long knife blocked Ye Anran's machete with a clang.
The one who draws the sword.
It was none other than Tomohisa Fukuyama.
He spread his legs and stared at Ye Anran.
Ye Anran felt some strength in this man's hand.
It should have something to do with how much money there is in Foot Pot Chicken Kendo.
But not much.
"Cut my soldiers like food!"
"Isn't that very polite?!"
Tomohisa Fukuyama's jaw bulged, with an angry look on his face.
He withstood Ye Anran's machete.
The bottom plate is getting lower and lower!
The puddle that my two feet stepped on kept sinking deeper!
He could feel that the Chinese in front of him was different from others.
He is strong!
However, he is stronger!
Ye Anran's face was expressionless.
The strength in his hand suddenly increased several times.
Tomohisa Fukuyama knelt down on one knee with a bang!
He couldn't catch it.
Ye Anran's expression became colder and colder.
Tomohisa Fukuyama wanted to draw his saber.
But he found that Ye Anran put too much pressure on him and he couldn't even move!
Tomohisa Fukuyama choked out a few words between his teeth:
"Are you Ye Anran?"
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His face turned red from depression.
The hand holding Zuoguan Dao's red veins popped out.
He wanted to stand up.
It's like a heavy load on my body!
Ye Anran doesn't like talking nonsense to dying people.
His hand suddenly stopped.
Before Fukuyama Tomohisa could react.
The machete in his hand struck him vertically at the temple.
Phew~
Blood splattered.
Under the torrential rain, the rain washed Fukuyama Tomohisa's mind.
Those Japs who are still resisting.
I saw the commander of the unit died tragically on the spot.
Throw down your weapons, turn around and run away.
Ye Anran stood on the muddy road mixed with rain and blood.
Sun Maotian and all the soldiers of the first battalion quickly unloaded the submachine gun magazines.
Change the magazine!
then.
They picked up their submachine guns and pulled the triggers in the direction where the Japanese were escaping.
After a burst of gunfire.
Upper Valley.
Return to peace.
Ye Anran raised his head and looked at the sky with heavy rain.
God.
Are you doing this to save face?
Still don’t give face!
The mountain fire is extinguished.
The Bai Yang regiment and Ge Changsheng regiment retreated towards the Summer Resort.
Summer Resort City Center.
There are people who are more ruthless than Kim Sung Wook and Ye Anran!
The 3rd Marine Division crossed the Wulie River.
The first sword ashore!
Kill the traitor first!
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