Bright Sword: Koi, we have reached the enemy's base camp

The most important thing is that the Tubalu's attack was particularly fierce. As they surrounded him, the warriors around him fell one after another.

"idiot!"

The Japanese regiment commander screamed wildly.

"Warriors on the periphery, quickly find cover and block for me. The rest of you continue to attack, and you must capture Wang Hao for me."

"Wang Hao, you bastard, give me your life."

The Japanese regiment commander drew his command knife and rushed towards Wang Hao.

When the Japanese soldiers besieging Wang Hao saw that it was him, they all made way for him.

The Japanese regiment commander swung his command knife and chopped towards Wang Hao's head.

At this moment, Wang Hao was really at the end of his strength. His hands were paralyzed from killing people, and he was staggering when he walked.

However, he knew that their reinforcements had arrived, so they all held on.

At this moment, Wang Hao saw the Japanese soldiers making way.

A Japanese colonel rushed towards him with a command knife in his hand, aimed at his head and chopped it down.

Wang Hao smiled bitterly.

Yes, he wanted to dodge, but this Japanese colonel had obviously practiced, and the knife he chopped at was very fast.

Wang Hao had no choice but to instinctively turn his head away.

He knew that even if he dodged the blow to his head, he would still be hit on the shoulder, and his entire arm might even be chopped off.

However, the next moment, the style of the painting suddenly changed.

The Japanese colonel suddenly stumbled, apparently tripped by a Japanese corpse on the ground.

Then, the knife he was about to chop off deflected, and the sharp blade slid down his arm.

Well, this knife that was sure to win, just missed. Not even a hair of Wang Hao was touched.

That would have been fine, but the Japanese colonel lost his balance and fell to his knees in front of Wang Hao.

This is not the point. The point is that his throat was right against the tip of the knife in Wang Hao's hand.

gah...

The picture seemed to freeze in an instant.

The Japanese regiment commander widened his eyes. The tip of Wang Hao's knife was against his throat, leaving a little blood on his throat.

The Japanese regiment commander was stunned and dared not move. At this time, Wang Hao only needed to stab his knife forward to perform a piercing operation on his throat.

gah...

The Japs were also stunned.

Yes, their captain was kneeling in front of someone, with a knife at his throat. Who would dare to move?

Even Wang Hao was stunned for a while.

Damn, what is this operation?

After reacting, Wang Hao quickly shouted in Japanese language: "Don't move. If anyone dares to take another step forward, I will stab him to death. Back off, back off, everyone back off..."

"Ha ha……"

Wang Hao smiled.

He staggered forward, picked up the Japanese captain, and put the knife to his neck.

"Back off, everyone, if you don't, I'll cut off his head..."

The Japanese soldiers immediately retreated, leaving Wang Hao an absolutely safe distance.

In fact, under normal circumstances, the Japanese would not be so obedient.

However, here, the Japanese were afraid of being killed by Wang Hao.

The people killed by Wang Hao were piled up on the ground layer by layer. They were all covered in blood, looking horrible.

These Japanese soldiers had long since given up on coming up and fighting Wang Hao, but they had no choice because of the death order from above.

Now, Wang Hao captured their captain and forced them to retreat.

Without thinking, they quickly retreated, trying to stay as far away from this killer as possible.

"Stop, stop, everyone stop, or I will kill your captain..."

Wang Hao's voice was so loud that the Japanese soldiers gradually stopped their movements.

By the way, Yan Shuangying, Duan Peng, Li San and others are in a similar situation as Wang Hao.

I just persisted with the belief that I would kill as many Japanese as possible.

Unexpectedly, during the fight, the devils suddenly stopped and moved away from them.

The twenty or so guys quickly understood what was going on. They quickly picked up a gun from the ground and approached Wang Hao.

At times like this, you have to hold on no matter how tired you are.

Soon, they surrounded Wang Hao and the other man.

Outside, gunshots and explosions were still heard.

Wang Hao shouted in Japanese language: "Little devils, you have no hope. Put down your weapons immediately and raise your hands. We, the Eighth Route Army, treat prisoners well."

When the Japanese soldiers looked around, they saw that there seemed to be few people around them.

Suddenly, one of the Japanese soldiers dropped the Type 38 rifle in his hand and raised his hand high.

There was no way, they were really impressed by Wang Hao and his twenty or so men.

The Japanese admire the strong.

The twenty or so people led by Wang Hao were the strongest people they had ever seen in their lives.

They are willing to surrender to the strong, and there is nothing shameful about it.

Once there was a first attack, there would be a second. The Japanese soldiers dropped their weapons and raised their hands one after another.

Wang Dashan and several captains rushed in from the outside, and were all dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

Yes, there were hundreds of Japanese soldiers here, all of them dropped their weapons and raised their hands in surrender.

What's happening here?

The captains looked at each other.

Aren’t we here to rescue Brother Hao and the others?

Why does it seem like the Japanese were forced to surrender after being forced to surrender by Brother Hao and his twenty or so men?

Wang Dashan looked confused, and so did the other captains.

"Brother Hao, are you okay?"

Wang Dashan was the first to run up to Wang Hao and asked loudly.

Really, Wang Hao looked so scary, covered in blood!

There was not a single spot on his body that was not red.

Looking again at Yan Shuangying, Li San and the others, they were all exactly the same as Wang Hao, with every part of their bodies covered in red.

Even his hairstyle was washed with blood.

What on earth did Brother Hao and the others go through?

Wang Hao grinned and said, "It's okay. This is all the devil's blood. I'm just too tired. You guys control all these devils. I'll leave them to you."

Then, he sat down on the pile of corpses.

Yan Shuangying, Li San and others ran over, hugged Wang Hao and laughed.

More than twenty bloody men ran over, hugged each other and burst into laughter.

This is the excitement of the aftermath.

They originally thought that they were all dead, but unexpectedly, in the end, no one died.

Well, not even one person was injured. Aside from being a little tired, nothing serious happened.

At this time, apart from laughing, they didn't know what words to use to express their excitement.

After Wang Dashan and other captains confirmed that Wang Hao and his men were fine, they immediately arranged for people to go out and clear out the Japanese in the inner city.

Yes, except for the Japanese in the military camp, all others will be cleared out.

In this battle, the Japanese were almost wiped out. Wang Hao and his men also suffered heavy losses, with more than half of them killed or wounded, and more than 800 dead.

This is the time with the highest number of casualties since Wang Hao started traveling through time.

Originally, they just wanted to go to the inner city to cause some trouble.

I didn't expect it to turn out like this.

In the Japanese military camp, in the office of Chief of Staff Hua Gu.

"Report..."

"Reporting to His Excellency the Chief of Staff, we have received news that the warriors we sent outside have been completely wiped out."

A Japanese captain rushed into Huagu's office and shouted loudly.

"Nani?"

Chief of Staff Hua Gu stood up suddenly.

"Bakayalu, what did you say? All the warriors we sent out are gone?"

Chief of Staff Hua Gu grabbed the Japanese captain by the collar, stared at him with wide eyes, and roared madly.