"Damn, that little girl is really crazy。。。。。。" Chen Yunfa wiped the cold sweat on his head, and his heart palpitated.

But facing the cold gaze of Mi Zhi, whose face was stained with blood, he was as brave as Chen Yunfa was also embarrassed.

What a pair of eyes those are!

The apricot eyes, which should be full of youth and laughter, are densely covered with a layer of gray.

That color Chen Yunfa is very familiar with, it should be the color of death. But now it appeared on a young woman with a beautiful and youthful appearance, and the great contrast made Chen Yunfa feel a layer of goosebumps on his arms involuntarily.

"We are the Great Wall Regiment of the Northern Military Commissar of the Revolutionary Army of the Republic of China, and you are 。。。。。。" Liu Lang, who had personally killed fifty Japanese soldiers and was a little angry in his heart, strode over, stared at this unusual woman, and asked softly.

"Republic of China? Northern Military Council? The Great Wall Regiment? Are you our soldiers? Mi Zhi glared at Liu Lang and muttered.

Before Liu Lang could answer, Mi Zhi suddenly screamed: "You are our soldiers, but more than 100 people from my Mi Jiayu were hanged alive in the village by the Japanese, you, where are you?" ”

A mournful female voice echoed through the valley, echoing in the sky strewn with the corpses of the Japanese invaders.

The rest of the women covered their faces and whimpered.

Although it was an inquiry, the grief of crying blood in it made Liu Lang and the two special forces feel the same way.

Yes, that woman, she was right. As soldiers, where are the people they have sworn to protect when their compatriots suffer in this way?

"I'm sorry, we came one step late, so our regiment commander chose not to use guns, and we used the knife in our hands to cut these little devils with our own hands." Chen Yunfa replied in a muttered voice.

I don't know if it's for the woman with dead eyes, or for himself.

Perhaps, it's a bit of both!

If you don't give yourself an explanation like this, even if the nerves of the three people have been as hard as a piece of stubborn iron in countless killings, every time they think of the scene an hour ago, their hearts will be cut like knives.

It was really the most tragic scene they had ever seen in their lives, and there was no one.

When the innocent and laughing toddler looked straight at them with grey eyes.

"Your captain?" Hearing Chen Yunfa say this, Mi Zhi's dead eyes suddenly had a hint of brilliance, and she looked at Liu Lang, who was standing straight in front of her, covered in blood.

The fat man who is like a fierce beast in the world, the fat man who kills the Japanese like a chicken, is actually a regiment leader.

With a "bang", Mi Zhi fell to the ground on his knees and knelt in front of Liu Lang.

With a "bang", his forehead fell heavily.

On the hard ground, even a blood flower appeared.

"What are you doing here? If you have anything to say, you just say. Liu Lang was also taken aback by this fiery woman.

Still kneeling on the ground, Mi Zhi raised his head, blood burst from his once white forehead, and the red blood and white and tender skin were intertwined into a strange beauty, "My head is for my 115 villagers in Mi Jiayu, thank you for helping them avenge them." ”

With a "bang", Michel slammed down again.

Liu Lang sighed silently in his heart, he already knew what the woman wanted to say next.

War, the woman should be let go away, but can he, can he refuse?

Sure enough, Mi Zhi, who raised his head again, looked at Liu Lang, "This head is for myself, I want to ask the commander to let me join your Great Wall Regiment, I, Mi Zhi, I want to kill devils, even if I die, I will die on the battlefield where I can see the corpses of the Japanese." ”

Chen Yunfa and Mo Kitten both set their eyes on Liu Lang, whose face was as heavy as water.

They all have an intuition that if Liu Lang refuses, I'm afraid that the peasant girl with a fiery temperament will take the gun she has been holding even if she kowtows。。。。。

Backstabbing herself back.

"Mi Zhi, from now on, you are a soldier of the Great Wall Regiment. However, as a warrior, you have to forget that you are a woman. Liu Lang's eyes welled up with appreciation, and he replied in a deep voice.

Who says women are inferior to men? The woman in front of her is stronger than most men.

"From now on, Mi Zhi is Mi Jiayu's last boy." Hearing Liu Lang's reply, Mi Zhi's eyes finally flashed with tears.

Untied his long hair, held a bayonet in his hand, "stabbed", and his long black hair was cut off.

"Sir, and us." Several village girls who had been whimpering beside them finally mustered up their courage and walked over hand in hand, kneeling in front of Liu Lang with Mi Zhi.

"Okay, from now on, you are a member of the Great Wall Regiment, and the combat squad you are in is called the Mi Family Class, and the first squad leader is Mi Zhi. Your instructor is Mo Kitten, the first sharpshooter of my Great Wall Regiment. Liu Lang pointed his finger at Mo Kitten, who looked stunned, and said loudly. They all stood up, and the soldiers of our Great Wall Regiment, except for bending their knees to their comrades who died in battle, the rest, even God, had to stand up straight. ”

Women who are full of hatred are far more terrible than men.

At least when I saw seven women vomiting frantically, while chopping the necks of Japanese corpses with Japanese bayonets that were not particularly suitable for chopping, and stubbornly wanted to take all the heads of Japanese criminals to pay tribute to their relatives.

Even Liu Lang had a little chill in his back.

If he offends Ji Xiaoniuer on that day in the future, will that equally stubborn little girl 。。。。。。

How so? Liu Lang, who watched this scene, thought very crookedly, thinking of a certain romantic figure in the later generations who was cut off by his wife with scissors, and the most terrible thing was deliberately thrown into the toilet and pressed the flush valve. No matter how developed medicine is, it will not be able to create a "golden hoop stick" out of thin air.

Including the Japanese second lieutenant who was lying on the stretcher and had long been covered with a white cloth, fifty-four heads were really heavy. But the seven women, plus their new instructor Mo Xiaomei, actually took the 38-style big cover as a pole and carried it in pairs, just like carrying fifty-four watermelons, which were just hairy watermelons, and carried them to Mi Jiayu eight miles away.

That scene, until many years later, Chen Yunfa told his children and grandson about the most chilling scene in his life.

Really, when you see seven women singing mountain songs loudly and carrying more than 50 heads to "home", anyone will be cold!

When people's ferocity is thoroughly stimulated, the bottom line will be broken again and again.

Not only the Japanese can be cruel, but also the Chinese.

Chinese women, too.

The land is not divided into north and south, and people are not divided into old and young, all have the responsibility of resisting the war! The giant dragon of China, under the constant teasing of the Japanese invaders, is gradually opening its sleepy and hazy eyes, starting with seven women carrying the heads of fifty-four Japanese invaders and singing mountain songs.

PS: Although at the end of each chapter is a convention to ask for subscriptions, monthly passes, and rewards, I look a little tired of it. However, Fengyue still couldn't help but beg. Of course, Fengyue is very grateful to the book friends who support the genuine version, but I still hope that the book friends who watch the pirated version can come to the starting point or QQ Book City to support Fengyue, especially when this push, Fengyue needs to subscribe to the stimulation of results, and if the subscription hits the street during the closure period, I am afraid that I will be scolded by the editor. Less than 3 cents a day, but only 6 yuan a month, should be affordable for everyone.