A magazine of 30,000 rounds, you call it Hanyang

Dozens of drones have already arrived above the Japanese heads.

The volume of Kaixuan's walkie-talkie was turned up to the maximum, and Zheng Kaixuan's voice was like thunder, ringing in the ears of the Japanese.

For a moment, all the Japanese soldiers were shocked and stood there in a daze, like wooden chickens.

It's over, it's completely over this time.

This thought emerged in the minds of all the devils.

Once Zheng Kaixuan arrives, they will definitely die and have no other choice.

Only death! Only death!

In front of the extremely powerful spearhead group, they were no different from lambs to be slaughtered.

It is impossible to defeat it, and it is impossible to escape it. Even if the Japanese's parents gave him sixteen legs, who can outrun that strange motorcycle monster that looks like a big tiger?

The Ivy Corps rushed into the enemy camp, charging recklessly and unscrupulously as if they were in an empty space.

"Da da da da da da..."

Bullets were fired like crazy, and the Japanese were killed or wounded in large numbers.

"Yokoyama-kun, what should I do? How can I do this job..."

This time, Yamamoto Ikki was panicked, he was completely panicked.

He had never been so desperate as this time.

He once again looked to Yokoyama Nagao for help.

Yokoyama's eldest son is the only life-saving straw he can grasp at this moment when he is drowning.

Although Yokoyama is not a man of great talent, as a well-read person, he often has quick wits at critical moments.

In the past, whenever Yamamoto encountered a problem that he could not solve, Yokoyama could always come up with a way to deal with it.

But this time, even Yokoyama's eldest son was so anxious that he slapped his forehead and broke out in a sweat.

"Alas! I've already said that you should keep the colonel away from Zheng Kaixuan. Now it's a dead end. What can I do?"

"Let alone my subordinates, even if we put the world's top strategists in this situation, they wouldn't be able to do anything..."

"Wait, what did I just say? International?"

Yokoyama's eldest son was mumbling to himself, when suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.

"Yes, it's international, an international convention."

"Colonel, the international convention stipulates preferential treatment for prisoners of war. We surrender! Only by surrendering can we escape death."

"No matter what Zheng Kaixuan says, he's still an organized person. He can't openly defy international conventions. If he really did that, he wouldn't be able to withstand the international public opinion, and his organization wouldn't allow him to do so."

"surrender?"

Yamamoto Ikki fell into a brief trance.

Yamamoto Ikki is a very proud Japanese soldier. He is one of the few young Japanese officers who has studied abroad.

They also independently developed mountain special operations tactics and decapitation tactics, claiming that a single straw could break the camel's back, and that the flapping of a butterfly's wings in the Pacific could cause a global tsunami.

The Japanese commander of the North China Front Army, Tada Shun, and the commander of the First Army, Shinozuka Yoshio, both regarded him as a figure who could be on par with the famous general Nobutsu Sakata.

This devil was once extremely arrogant and refused to submit to anyone!

To be honest, Yamamoto Ikki is indeed capable, and even Li Yunlong can only barely gain the upper hand over him.

However, he met Zheng Kaixuan, who completely defeated him and he couldn't make any waves at all.

Such a proud man, at this moment, when Yokoyama Nagano asked him to surrender, Yamamoto Ikki felt like the sky was falling.

"No, I will never surrender, Yokoyama-kun. You are insulting me. How could I possibly surrender to Zheng Kaixuan?"

"Although I only have one arm left, I can still cut open my stomach and die to apologize to His Majesty the Heavenly Locust!"

Looking at the hysterical Yamamoto Ikki, Yokoyama Nagano shook his head helplessly.

"Colonel Yamamoto, don't be confused. Do you think Zheng Kaixuan will let you go if you commit seppuku? Don't you know that if you encounter a locust soldier from the Sharp Knife Regiment, even if you die, your head will be chopped off?"

The Japanese believe this the most. They think that if your head is chopped off, you will not be reincarnated after death!

Yamamoto Ikki suddenly shuddered and began to tremble slightly.

Yokoyama Nagao continued to persuade.

"Hurry up, Colonel, order everyone to stop, lay down your weapons and surrender. Do you have the heart to let so many of the Empire's elite die here with you?"

"What's the use of surrendering? As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. There will always be a day for revenge..."

The reason why Yokoyama Nagano tried so hard to persuade was that he actually had his own selfish motives.

If Yamamoto surrendered, Yokoyama would have a chance to survive, otherwise he would surely die.

"Hurry up, Colonel, it will be too late if you don't surrender now."

The two men spoke very quickly, but even so, while they were talking, hundreds of Japanese soldiers had been killed.

There are only about three hundred Japanese soldiers still alive.

"Okay, I surrender."

Yamamoto Ikki gritted his teeth and ordered the soldiers beside him to raise the white flag.

"Ok?"

At this moment, both sides on the battlefield were stunned.

"Stop fighting, let's surrender and work!"

As Yamamoto's order came out, all the Japanese soldiers dropped their guns.

Zheng Kaixuan also issued an order to temporarily stop the attack.

He wanted to see what tricks Yamamoto Ikki was trying to play and what kind of trouble he was planning to cause.

In the face of absolute strength, everything is in vain.

He was not afraid of any tricks played by Yamamoto and decided to give him a good beating.

"Surrender? Yamamoto Ikki, did I hear you correctly? You want to surrender?"

Zheng Kaixuan and Li Yunlong looked at each other and burst into laughter.

"If you want to surrender, you must adopt the posture of a capitulator. Now, all of you, kneel down before me, kowtow with every step, crawl in front of me, and then shout in unison, 'I surrender...'"

"Zheng, Zheng Kaixuan, you, you shouldn't bully others..."

Yamamoto Ikki was about to get angry, but Yokoyama Nagano quickly pulled him back.

Yamamoto gritted his teeth and had to kneel down with a group of Japanese devils.

Three hundred Japanese soldiers knelt down in a large group, and then obediently followed Zheng Kaixuan's request, using their knees as feet, bowing their heads with every step, and crawling towards Zheng Kaixuan like dogs.

After walking a few hundred meters, Yamamoto Ikki and all the Japanese soldiers had their pants torn and their legs bleeding.

"Zheng Kaixuan, we are your prisoners. We crawled here kowtowed as you requested. Now, can you please let us go?"

Zheng Kaixuan suddenly laughed out loud towards the sky.

"Hahahaha!"

"Yamamoto Ikki, I told you to crawl over here on your knees, but when did I ever say I would accept your surrender?"