The competition was waived, but at Kawatori's suggestion, Xu San still showed off his swordsmanship.
It's still the drawing sword technique, but this time it's wood.
Perhaps because he had used it once, Xu San could actually control his strength this time.
With about 40% to 50% strength, a small tree was cut down.
After sheathing the knife, that familiar feeling of powerlessness quickly swept through my body, but luckily this time, it wasn't to the point where I couldn't move.
After seeing it, Yajiro pondered for a while, "Did Mr. Edogawa not try his best this time?"
Xu San nodded, "I probably used 60% of my skill. After all, it's not a duel, so I can't do my best."
Even if Xu San let go, Yajiro felt that he still couldn't block the electric knife, because his eyes could barely see the afterimage of the knife's light.
Even if he only saw the afterimage, he felt that he had benefited a lot. If he wanted to fully digest it, it would take at least a year or two.
As for Kawatiao, he only saw Xu San sheathing his sword.
Yajiro is a descendant of the kendo family, and he has his own ideas about Xu San deliberately slowing down to draw the sword.
He felt that Xu San did this because he felt guilty for hacking Yataro to death, so he wanted to give him some advice, otherwise how could such superb martial arts slow down so easily for people to watch.
Thinking of this, he straightened his clothes and bowed to Xu San: "Thank you, Mr. Edogawa, I have benefited a lot."
"Uh... As long as you gain something." Xu San said calmly. He didn't want to say more now. He wanted to seize the time to exercise and regain his strength.
On the other side, Kawatori was still in a daze, staring blankly at the chopped-off small tree in trance.
After a long while, he let out a long breath, and at the same time sighed in his heart, this was the real swordsmanship. The swordsmanship he had learned before was nothing compared to Xu San's sword just now.
Thinking back to Xu San's substantive killing intent before drawing his sword, Kawatori still felt shuddering even now.
He wanted to become a disciple, really become a disciple, but he was hesitant because he was afraid that Xu San would not accept him.
As a Japanese, he also knows about the rules of some ancient schools. At least talent is a must. He also has self-awareness and knows that his swordsmanship talent is only average, and he is in his forties. It is impossible to learn from scratch. Besides, there is still a lot of work in the laboratory that I have to take care of.
After much deliberation, Kawadiao decided to make friends with Xu San first, so that he could teach him a few tricks even if he didn't become a disciple.
Dust was flying in the distance, and Sakurai and a group of Japanese soldiers were approaching here. Seeing this group of Japanese soldiers, Kawatori was relieved of his nervousness.
Not long after, Sichuan Bird and twelve Japanese soldiers stood in front of Sichuan Bird and lined up to salute.
Next, more and more Japanese soldiers appeared in this abandoned small village.
Cars, motorcycles, war horses, and later even a small tank.
Seeing this situation, Xu San said goodbye to Sichuan Bird and borrowed a jeep by the way.
Kawatori was very generous and agreed without any further trouble. He also left a contact address for Xu San and told Xu San that he could look for Sakurai here in a few days. If Sakurai is not here, he can contact a person named Nikai. A person who has lost his integrity.
Xu San took a look and found that the address was in Jinggang.
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Zheng Hu squatted on the ground and smoked his pipe with a sad look on his face. Every time he took two puffs, he glanced at the small courtyard not far away.
After smoking two bags of cigarettes, he finally saw Yao Guangyuan walking out of the yard, so he hurriedly greeted him, "How is the major general's injury?"
"After the operations performed by those two sergeants, everything is fine!"
He knocked the ashes on the fence nearby and said, "Old Yao, do you think this female major general is too young? I think she is only in her mid-twenties."
Yao Guangyuan's face didn't look good either, because she found that the female major general was too young and too good-looking. Even the two sergeants captured with him were very handsome.
The combination of handsome men and beautiful women even made Yao Guangyuan think that he had caught a prisoner from the Japanese art troupe.
But upon closer inspection, it seems that the Japanese do not have the capacity to organize an art troupe.
Language barrier, unable to communicate! Therefore, the identities of the three captured persons have not yet been confirmed.
Not only was she unable to communicate, but early this morning the female major general suddenly vomited blood and then fell into a coma.
As veteran soldiers, Zheng Hu and Yao Guangyuan certainly knew that they had suffered serious internal injuries, but for the guerrillas who lacked medical treatment and medicine, this kind of injury was basically impossible to treat.
Fortunately, the two sergeants accompanying him brought surgical tools and could perform the surgery.
So Zheng Hu immediately arranged the surgery.
It's just that Zheng Hu is a little strange as to why the two sergeants brought surgical tools, but now is not the time to consider these details, because if the surgery is not performed in time, the female major general's life may not be saved.
The operation lasted two hours, and the process was also carried out under the supervision of Yao Guangyuan.
After the operation was over, the female major general's life was saved, and Zheng Hu felt relieved. Now he was patiently waiting for the special commissioner to accept the prisoners.
Yao Guangyuan took out a bunch of cigarettes and asked Zheng Hu to borrow a cigarette, "You also suspect that the few items are fake, right?"
"Um!"
Yao Guangyuan blew out a puff of smoke and said, "It's all my fault for not chasing the other motorcycle that ran away."
"Don't be in a hurry to admit your mistake. Maybe you made a mistake."
"Who would believe a major general in his twenties?"
"I believe it!" Zheng Hu said and laughed, but his smile was a little ugly.
"How are the casualties, brothers?"
"Sixty-seven people were sacrificed, and about a hundred were injured." After Zheng Hu finished speaking, a glint flashed in his eyes, and then he wiped it with his sleeve, "The wind is picking up."
"Yes, the wind has picked up! This time there is quite a commotion. The Japanese have mobilized two regiments to blockade the area around Datong. It is estimated that they will not be able to return in the near future."
"What? Is something wrong with Chase?"
Yao Guangyuan took a long drag on his cigarette, and then said: "I can't worry about those children, I'm afraid something will happen to them."
"You should trust them. They can do their job well without your leadership. If you can't go back, just follow me and fight guerrillas outside for the past few days. I think you are better at fighting than doing intelligence."
Yao Guangyuan took another deep drag on his cigarette and extinguished the remaining cigarette cartridges on the ground. "Okay, you can report to your superiors. If your superiors agree, I will follow you in guerrilla warfare."
The two sergeants came out of the house and began to boil water in a large pot in the yard to disinfect the used surgical tools.
They were busy for a while, and then one person walked up to Yao Guangyuan and started gesticulating, and then said something loudly.
Yao Guangyuan didn't understand either, but after a lot of twists and turns, he understood what the Japs meant, so he turned to Zheng Hu and said, "Old Zheng, these two Japs said they can treat the wounded. Let's treat the seriously injured ones first." Concentrate."
"Fuck, why didn't he tell me earlier?" After saying that, he gathered the wounded like a sudden wind.
