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

Wang Hao wielded the samurai sword, killing one Japanese soldier after another with one strike.

There were too many Japanese soldiers, and they seemed to know that Wang Hao was their leader, the legendary Wang Hao, and they rushed over one by one, howling.

A bunch of Japanese soldiers holding Type 38 rifles surrounded Wang Hao and started stabbing him.

Wang Hao was not afraid of them and swung the samurai sword in his hand and chopped them randomly.

Wang Hao killed several Japanese soldiers with one strike.

The Japanese soldier just couldn't stab Wang Hao at all. Not to mention knocking Wang Hao down, even after fighting for so long, Wang Hao was not injured.

Wang Hao didn’t think too much about it. He had high martial arts skills and he just killed when he swung his knife.

The more Japanese soldiers come, the easier it is to kill them. With one sweep of the sword, it is a group attack, and the Japanese soldiers fall down in groups.

Yes, it feels like an adult beating a child. No matter how many people come, it's useless.

The other Eighth Route Army soldiers were killing even more vigorously. Their fighting power was similar to Wang Hao's, and they were not slow in killing either.

Even Zhao Gang grabbed a samurai sword and started slashing around.

If Li Yunlong saw this here at this moment, he would probably never dare to look down on scholars again.

The 200 soldiers of the Eighth Route Army fought with the momentum of an entire division.

The Japanese soldiers fell in droves, and they had no power to fight back.

"Bagaya Road..."

Captain Watanabe was so numb watching from above.

"Baka, how could this happen? How come these dirt bikers are so powerful?"

"This is unscientific, this is unscientific..."

Captain Watanabe was so frightened that his whole body was shaking.

His captain of the guards also felt his scalp tingling as he watched, and he quickly said, "Captain, this is no good. They can't hold out for much longer. Let's get out of here! We have to ensure your safety."

Yes, the whole army could be wiped out, but Captain Watanabe could not die. That was the duty of the guards.

"Baga, this is impossible, how could this be possible?"

Captain Watanabe was dumbfounded. He just kept repeating this sentence over and over again.

"Quick, hold the captain, let's turn around, quickly..."

At the captain's command, the guards immediately ran up, held Captain Watanabe on the left and right, and ran away.

"Baga, this is impossible. How can these Eighth Route Army soldiers be so strong?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible..."

Captain Watanabe was being carried away, still muttering to himself, repeating these words.

However, his guards ignored him and dragged him down the mountain.

If they ran too slowly, they would be the ones in trouble after the Eighth Route Army had killed all the Japanese soldiers.

There was no other way. Wang Hao and his men were too terrible at killing people. With one strike of the knife, four or five "kids" fell to the ground. They were simply invincible gods of war.

On the battlefield, the remaining Japanese soldiers were terrified, but the Eighth Route Army soldiers did not sympathize with them and continued to wield their butcher knives and kill them indiscriminately.

The Japanese were quickly killed and collapsed.

Some of the Japanese soldiers were so frightened that they trembled all over and even dropped their guns and started running.

They thought that if they dropped their guns, the Eighth Route Army would not kill them.

It is Chinese culture not to kill unarmed people!

However, they overthought.

These people didn't care about anything else. They would just kill the Japanese whenever they saw them.

Wang Hao was also killing like crazy there. When he killed the last Japanese soldier with a single blow, he realized that there were no more Japanese soldiers around him.

When I looked at the mountain again, it seemed that there were no more Japanese soldiers.

Wang Hao finally reacted and shouted: "Leave a tongue, leave a living person for questioning, don't kill them all..."

Next to him, Zhao Gang kicked a Japanese squad leader away, rushed forward, grabbed his neck, and dragged him in front of Wang Hao.

The other soldiers also quickly ended the battle and rushed to the mountain, only to find that the Japanese had already disappeared.

"Damn it, damned little devil, he runs pretty fast."

The captured Japanese squad leader knelt in front of Wang Hao, covered in cold sweat.

The Japanese squad leader has not yet reacted and feels that these people are not human.

He thought he was pretty good at kung fu, but in front of this group of people, he couldn't even touch them.

Was there ever a time in hand-to-hand combat when he couldn't kill eight or ten of the Eighth Route Army?

However, this time, he couldn't even hurt anyone.

Wang Hao looked at him and asked, "Who do you work for? Who sent you here?"

Regardless of whether the Japanese squad leader was willing or not, he opened his mouth and said, "We are the Watanabe Battalion of the 3rd Infantry Regiment of the Chinese Garrison. Our regiment commander, Colonel Watanabe Sakon, sent us here."

The Japanese squad leader was shocked and scared. I actually confessed as soon as I opened my mouth. This was too terrible. It was even more terrible than not being able to win this battle.

"Watari Sakon? Where is he now?"

The Japanese squad leader quickly said: "He is protecting the city, he is protecting the city!"

"Very good, thank you for your cooperation, you can go on your way."

After saying that, Wang Hao stretched out his hand and shot him dead.

The Japanese squad leader was shot and fell to the ground.

"Wang Hao, it seems that it will not be easy for us to pass Baocheng!"

Zhao Gang said worriedly.

Wang Hao nodded and fell into deep thought.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Shuangying hurried over and reported, "Reporting to the Political Commissar and Battalion Commander, this time, we have wiped out about 1000 devils in total, and no one on our side was injured or killed."

Wang Hao’s eyes widened.

Zhao Gang also looked at Yan Shuangying in shock.

"Deputy Battalion Commander Yan, are you sure? No one on our side was injured or killed?"

Yan Shuangying stood at attention and said, "Yes, no one on our side was injured or killed, but the cars were damaged. Only four or five of them are barely usable."

Wang Hao quickly said, "It's not about the car. Is it true that no one is injured here? No one is injured?"

Yan Shuangying said quickly: "There are some injured, but they were all caused by their own bumps. They will be fine after taking some medicine. It's not serious."

After hearing the first sentence, Wang Hao and Zhao Gang breathed a sigh of relief, but were left speechless by Yan Shuangying's second sentence.

"No, how is this possible?"

Zhao Gang asked in shock.

Even though Zhao Gang was such a calm person, he couldn't help it.

This is too outrageous.

How come not a single one of them got hurt when he was surrounded and beaten by so many Japanese devils?

Yes, under normal circumstances, the entire army would be wiped out.

In this situation, not only did they win the battle, but there were no casualties at all.

What kind of logic is this? Who would believe it?

Yan Shuangying said helplessly: "I can't believe it either, but this is a good thing! Why bother about it so much?"

"Don't say that. This matter must be clarified. It's too important."

Zhao Gangyi stretched out his hand and said, "Have you noticed that under normal circumstances, our 200-man army can't even get here."