Bright Sword: I am Li Yunlong's old squad leader

The injured Japanese soldiers lay on the ground screaming.

Hearing the screams of the Japanese devils, everyone felt relieved.

The howling of wolves could be heard from a distance.

It can be heard that these wolves have been hungry for a long time.

The wolves smelled the smell of gunpowder and blood in the air.

Soon, several wolves rushed to the vicinity of the airport under the cover of night.

The wolves grabbed the Japanese soldiers who were not yet dead and dragged them away.

The screams and wails of the Japanese devils rang out again.

Hearing these sounds makes one's scalp tingle.

The old Japanese soldier Abe Nobuhide was lying on the ground motionless, and his beloved warhorse had been shot to death.

He never imagined that in the face of absolutely advanced weapons, they were nothing but scum.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The air seemed to be condensing.

Soon, a hint of pale sky appeared in the east.

The Japanese soldiers who were lying on the ground pretending to be dead could no longer hide.

Even if they were asked to run, these Japanese soldiers would not dare to run because they knew there were mines everywhere nearby.

If you step on a landmine, the consequences will be disastrous.

Wang Tianyou drove an off-road jeep and rushed directly to Abe Nobuhide.

Abe was still lying there pretending to be dead. To make it look more realistic, the old devil even stained his face with some blood.

For these senior Japanese officers, they would not even care about their dignity in order to survive.

Wang Tianyou, who traveled through time, knew that the Japanese were invincible and unstoppable, but that was all just boasting.

The early Japanese devils may not be afraid of death, but that was only limited to the soldiers.

The higher the rank of the Japanese officers, the more they fear death.

This guy Abe Nobuhide is 32 years old and is a major general in the army.

"Stop pretending. If you continue, I'll shoot you in the head." Wang Tianyou picked up an AK47 and fired several bullets at Abe Nobuhide's forehead.

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The bullets hit the soil, splashing up clouds of dust.

This Abe Nobuhide is still lying there pretending to be dead.

Wang Nian winked at Wei Dayong and Duan Peng again. Duan Peng kicked Abe Nobuhide in the crotch.

The old Japanese screamed and almost fainted from the pain.

Well, it’s impossible to pretend to be dead now. Wei Dayong picked him up from the ground.

"Tell me your name."

"You Chinese, if you have the guts, kill me." Before Abe Kihide finished his words, Wei Dayong slapped him twice.

Wei Dayong hated two phrases the Japanese said the most. One was "Chinese" and the other was "Bagayalo".

"Killing you is like crushing an ant. You are not qualified to be a hero here. If you are not really afraid of death, you wouldn't have to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead just now."

"Monk, this guy is not simple. Why does he look more and more familiar to me the more I look at him?" Wang Tianyou had seen a photo of Abe Nobuhide. Although it was a black and white photo, it looked very similar to the person in front of him.

Wang Tianyou ripped open the pocket of Abe Nobuhide's shirt and took out an officer's certificate from it.

"Oh my, who was it? It turns out to be the famous general Abe Nobuhide. I heard that you are an expert in mountain warfare and also an expert in guerrilla warfare.

Is this your level? "

"Heshang, Duan Peng... take your men and chop off the heads of those Japanese soldiers pretending to be dead on the ground."

"I have captured a major general, and I have to show it off."

Wang Tianyou was not too happy about catching Abe Guixiu. This guy Abe Guixiu was hyped up by the Japanese. Although he was a major general, in Fang Tianyou's eyes, this guy did not seem to have much real talent.

Wei Dayong and Duan Peng brought more than 100 people, each holding a ghost-head machete.

It doesn't matter whether the person lying on the ground is a Japanese soldier or a corpse.

More than 100 people swung the large Japanese machetes in their hands and chopped at the heads of the Japanese devils.

The sound of bones being chopped off continued to be heard, and the heads of these Japanese soldiers were all chopped off and flew more than ten meters away.

Many Japanese soldiers saw Duan Peng and Wei Dayong leading their men rushing towards them, so they quickly jumped up from the ground and ran away desperately.

Wei Dayong chased after him and kicked the running Japanese soldier to the ground. Before the Japanese soldier could react, he chopped off the Japanese soldier's head with a flash of cold light like a watermelon.

The Japanese Third Infantry Battalion that attacked from the front was the largest unit under Abe Nobuhide.

This infantry battalion had more than 2200 people, and most of the Japanese had been beaten into pieces by anti-aircraft guns and light and heavy machine guns.

But there were also more than 200 Japanese soldiers lying on the ground pretending to be dead.

In less than ten minutes, the heads of those Japanese soldiers who were lying on the ground pretending to be dead were all chopped off.

These more than 200 heads were placed in front of Abe Nobuhide.

The devil Abe Nobuhide couldn't help but tremble all over.

"You know there's a saying that goes, 'A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated. Kill me if you have the guts." Before Abe Norihide finished his words, he drew out his samurai sword with a swish.

Wei Dayong became excited when he saw it. He kicked the samurai sword away.

The samurai sword was stuck in the ground more than ten meters away.

"You little devil, you don't have any skills at all." Wang Lianyu despised little devils like this the most. How can a person who can't even hold a knife have the right to live?

"Brigade Commander, there's no point in keeping a coward like him." The ghost-head sword in Duan Peng's hand was still dripping with blood.

"Duan Peng, go get a camera. I want to let these little devils know that their famous general died at the hands of me, Wang Tianyou."

Duan Peng quickly trotted over and took Wang Tianyou's camera.

Faced with being surrounded by hundreds of people, the old Japanese soldier Abe Nobuhide was obviously trembling all over.

"You Chinese, if you have the guts, just chop me to pieces with your knife instead of torturing me here."

"You want to die? But it's not that easy. How do you little devils treat us Chinese? I'm going to let you have a good taste of pain." Wang Tianyou took the big ghost-head machete from Duan Peng's hand and put it on the neck of this old devil.

There was also a click. The shutter flashed, and the scene was frozen in an instant.

Abe Nobuhide roared in anger and swung the samurai sword in his hand straight towards Wang Tianyou's head.

Wang Tianyou raised his penis head to hit the machete, but just lightly blocked it horizontally. Instantly, a clanging sound of metal collision was heard.

In an instant, sparks flew and Abe Nobuyuki's samurai sword broke into two pieces.

This devil never imagined that his family heirloom would be so vulnerable.