"The sick man of East Asia!"

Hearing these four words, Lei Zhan directly pulled out a 38-style bayonet from his waist, and walked towards the little devil Liu San with a cruel smile on his face.

The rest of the fighters who were preparing to act, seeing the thunder battle with their bayonets drawn, stopped one after another and waited in place.

They know that there are many more means of thunder warfare than them, and they are the best at dealing with little devils.

"Baga!"

The little devil lame Liu San, when he saw Lei Zhan coming, shouted and scolded again.

His face was pale, and his eyes stared at Lei Zhan viciously, as if he was a vicious dog ready to rebel.

"Humph!"

Lei Zhan snorted with a sneer, came to the cripple Liu San, the little devil, and slowly squatted down.

At the same time, Lei Zhan took the Type 38 bayonet in his hand and spun it in his hand.

"Hmm!"

The little devil lame Liu San, at this time, he also had fear in his heart, but he was very helpless and helpless, because he couldn't even move now.

Lei Zhan didn't say anything, looking at the little devil in front of him with eyes like a vicious dog, the bayonet in Lei Zhan's hand was aimed at the calf of the little devil Liu San, and stabbed it fiercely.

"Poof!"

Pierced in, pulled out, and the crimson blood splattered out.

"Ahh

Suddenly, the lame Liu San, this little devil spy, began to scream.

Lei Zhan's knife was very particular, directly attached to Liu San's calf bone, and the hamstring inside was broken.

Therefore, this kind of severe pain is not something that ordinary people can bear.

"Baga!"

The lame Liu San, facing the sky, gritted his teeth and howled miserably, scolding at the same time.

However, now, he has only helpless despair in his heart.

"Ahh

“……”

At the same time, the dozen or so little devils next to him have also been almost made by the ruffians and hooligans.

Except for a few screaming, the rest of them are no longer human.

All the flesh and blood smashed by the big rock were blurred, the head was cracked, and the red and white brains were splattered everywhere.

At this time, the remaining little devils who were still howling miserably next to them were being whipped by a few ruffians and hooligans with blue-black thorn strips, whipping the little devil's already bloody body.

Others, they used the thorn strip through the bloody wounds of the little devils, and pulled the thorn strip back and forth with both hands.

"Ahh

With their pulling, the little devil's painful howl was so heartbreaking.

However, the sound of this little devil's miserable howl, listening to the hearts of the soldiers, is like the sound of heaven, so wonderful.

This situation is not that our fighters are bloodthirsty, but, because it was sent by little devils.

What are the little devils, they are not people, they are beasts, they are a group of beasts that have lost their conscience and their conscience.

Even, they are not even as good as beasts.

Thinking of the Nanjing Massacre, and all the evil consequences of the little devils, the hearts of the soldiers were only painful.

The beggars watching from the side were all wide-eyed at this time, and some even began to vomit on the ground.

After all, the scene in front of them was too bloody to be accepted in their hearts.

Of course, the executors of this, the ruffians and hooligans, also vomited on the side, after all, this kind of scene is the first time they have come into contact with it.

Fortunately, they are still a bit of bloody men, most of them have seen blood, and they are still good, but their faces are a little abnormal.

Come to think of it, as long as they go to war, they will definitely adapt faster than the beggars.

After all, on the real battlefield, the scene is much more tragic than it is now.

Under the bombardment of aircraft and artillery, human life was like ants, corpses were everywhere, and the head of the lost body was on the battlefield, and his eyes were desperate to look at the sky.

The red and white brains, as well as the red and black blood sausages, are so tragic and eye-catching.

That's it, war!

"Ahh

At this time, the little devil in front of Lei Zhan, the lame Liu San, had already withered in his screams.

"Poof!"

After the sound of snorting, there was a splatter of crimson blood.

Thunder warfare is like this, stabbing down, pulling out, stabbing down, pulling out.

Red blood has been splattered all over this land.

Including Lei Zhan's body, which was originally a brand-new Eighth Route Army uniform, was about to be splattered with blood at this time.

The bayonet hole, under the manipulation of Lei Zhan, slowly extended towards the head of the little devil Liu San.

The lower abdomen, chest, heart, neck, all the way to the head.

"Hmm!"

Slowly, after the lame Liu San struggled for the last time, he lost the breath of life.

"Poof!"

Accompanied by the red blood, the last knife pulled out, Lei Zhan, ended the dirty life of the lame Liu San, this little devil.

"The sick man of East Asia? I'll let you, Oriental devils and brutes, know what a strong Chinese soldier is!

I'll let you short-legged, short-chicken brutes understand what it really means to be on the battlefield! ”

Lei Zhan's tone was extremely cold, and his bloodstained face was even more flattering, like a killing god who had returned from hell.

After speaking, Lei Zhan wiped the bloody bayonet on the little devil Liu San, got up, and looked at the more than 2,000 people behind him.

"Good!"

Seeing that Lei Zhan was extremely majestic, like a killing god, the soldiers began to applaud one after another.

Killing devils, thunder and killing are happy, and they are even more happy to watch.

"From today onwards, you officially start training, wait for the training to end, then, you are a real soldier of the Eighth Route Army, come on!"

Looking at the more than 2,000 people in front of him, Lei Zhan roared.

With more than 2,000 people, the personnel of an integrated combat regiment can play a great role in the battlefield of resistance against Japan if they are used well.

"Yes!"

Hearing Lei Zhan's words, the more than two thousand recruits suddenly roared in unison, and their momentum, at this time, was unstoppable.

Completely broke the previous decadence.

Seeing the momentum of these people, Lei Zhan nodded with satisfaction, and then, in the following time, Lei Zhan and the soldiers gave orders for training time and training plans.

After that, Lei Zhan walked towards the county seat.

……

Straw Hat Mountain.

This mountain is a dwarf and bald hill in the territory of Lingchuan.

However, in the middle of the mountain, there is a flat land.

At this time, the flat ground was full of people, and there were hundreds of people.

Looking at the appearance and dress of these people, they are all the kind of rich people who don't worry about eating, drinking, and dressing.

These people are the residents of the pseudo-empire developed by the little devils.

They are a group of outright traitors who seek glory and do things for little devils, dogs, traitors!

At this time, they were here, on behalf of the landlords and wealthy households of various villages, and came to listen to the teachings of the representatives of the imperial army.

Prepare for the implementation of the wolf slaughter plan in the near future!