"Yaga...... Damn the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment, you guys are so deceitful! ”

Nakamura roared angrily, he was obviously mistaken, he felt that Lu Yuan and the others had deliberately fled for them, in order to ambush them here, in order to wipe them out at the lowest cost!

Under this illusion, Nakamura felt deeply humiliated, and this feeling of being calculated by others at every step was a great humiliation for anyone, let alone their stubborn Japanese officers.

"Shaozuo, you go quickly, we will block them!"

Although several Japanese soldiers were surrounded by more than a dozen soldiers of the Independent Regiment of the Sichuan Army, they still rushed fiercely and howled, trying to drag Yang Zongman and others to create a chance for Nakamura to escape.

"Let's go? Where can you go? Can these people set up an ambush here, and naturally they can also set up an ambush in front of them, and want to wait until I am exhausted to escape before killing me? There is no door - a soldier can be killed, not humiliated! ”

Nakamura roared with a hideous face, pulled out his war knife with a bang, and pounced back with a scream!

Ahh......hhh

The Japanese soldiers who were holding on were stabbed one after another, and two of the soldiers turned around screaming and faced Nakamura!

"Die!"

Nakamura roared, slashing wildly, in the sound of slashing, the two soldiers screamed and retreated, their bodies were chopped out of the terrifying blood, desperately resisting while reminding: "This little devil's knife is so fast, everyone be careful!" ”

A few more soldiers pounced after completely solving the recalcitrant Japanese army, but Nakamura showed calmness, a sword dance whirring, slashing out one after another, in the face of the siege, not only did not fall into the downwind, but wounded two people in a row, and the frightened soldiers couldn't even get close for a while.

"Get out of the way, let me come!"

Seeing several soldiers injured under Nakamura's knife one after another, Yang Zong's eyes were full of anger, and he threw the gun away with a roar, pulled out a large blade and howled for everyone to retreat.

"Battalion Commander Yang, this is a war, you don't need to fight with this bastard, let's kill him!"

"Yes, there are a lot of us, he can't run, sooner or later he will be a dead ......"

The soldiers screamed, and they attacked Nakamura to the death, and once the other party counterattacked, they immediately retreated, and if they continued like this, they would be tired and Nakamura would be exhausted to death.

"Go away, I'm not old yet!"

Yang Zongman kicked several soldiers away with a big blade, he understood the thoughts of these soldiers, these people felt that he could not be Nakamura's opponent, and now, he just wanted to fight for this breath, to let these soldiers know that he could still fight!

The soldiers retreated, and Yang Zongman glared at Nakamura with a large knife.

"Yaga, do you want to die? China pig! ”

Nakamura was also out of breath at the moment, but he still pointed at Yang Zongman with a bloody battle, and a hideous sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, he didn't expect these soldiers to give up the siege and let an old man come and fight him alone.

He is very confident that he can cut off the opponent's head with a knife within a few shots!

"****, people can't speak, you croaking and screaming - don't help, look at how Lao Tzu cleans him up today!"

Yang Zongman scolded fiercely, they are not far away, and they can't understand the words of the little devil.

In the face of the bloody war knife, he was a little weak-hearted, and secretly regretted that his actions were a little reckless, and the other party's knife skills were so sharp, he could see it all in his eyes just now.

However, it was only one second, and the next second he pounced with a big blade, and he slashed his head!

"Battalion Commander Yang, hack him to death!"

"Come on, let this little devil taste the taste of our Chinese broadsword and beheading......"

The soldiers shouted and cheered for Yang Zongman, but before they finished speaking, they heard a terrible scream!

Nakamura turned around and stabbed Yang Zongman's head, and the war knife went with him and wiped it fiercely, and a long bloody wound appeared on Yang Zongman's waist, and the blood gushed out instantly, and he couldn't stop jumping back in pain.

Kill!

Nakamura let out a low roar, turned around again, and the battle knife slashed down with a sharp sword light, directly hitting Yang Zongman's back!

"Damn it!"

Yang Zongman heard the sharp sound of the knife, and his face turned pale in an instant, and it was too late to hide!

He is a peasant, and the battlefield fight relies more on courage and fierceness, so to fight with a knife master like Nakamura is purely looking for death.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Fortunately, those soldiers expected it again, and pounced one after another, and the bayonet stabbed Nakamura Shaozuo fiercely, even if Nakamura's knife could slash Yang Zongman, and he himself would definitely not be able to avoid being stabbed into a sieve by a few bayonets!

Nakamura retreated sharply, looking at Yang Zong, who was grinning in pain, his face was full of sarcasm, he slowly stretched out his hand, raised his thumb and then slammed down!

"****, dare to be arrogant when you die!"

"Kill him, kill him, this little devil is not a thing......"

This obviously insulting gesture instantly angered all the soldiers, and they jumped to their feet and wanted to rush over and stab Nakamura to death, but remembering Yang Zongman's words before that he didn't let everyone help, he couldn't help but glance at him.

"You're very awesome, but this is a war, not a child's house!"

Yang Zongman was also trembling with anger from this gesture, and he had the heart to rush up and fight with the other party, but when he thought of the sharp two knives just now, he had an urge to urinate, and suddenly blushed and roared loudly: "What are you waiting for, hack him to death with a knife for Lao Tzu - if you can still give your thumb down at that time, Lao Tzu has your surname!" ”

More than a dozen soldiers rushed up, and after a short exchange of knives and guns, Nakamura finally fell, bleeding all over the ground, twitching violently, muttering something.

"It's like a thumbs down!"

Yang Zongman walked over triumphantly with a large blade in one hand and a wound in the other, stepped on the other party's chest with one foot, and roared with high spirits.

Nakamura continued to speak, repeating the same word.

"I don't understand, and I don't want to hear it!"

Yang Zongman laughed cruelly, and with a single sword, Nakamura's head rolled around like a ball in the wheat field, and blood flowed far away.

"Uncle Man, Uncle Man......"

In the distance, there was the sound of a cow pimple, and a large group of people rushed towards this side, approaching rapidly.

"It's the steak leader, and the head of the regiment, and the head of the regiment is also there!"

The sharp-eyed soldiers suddenly screamed, and when they heard that the regiment commander was also in these four words, Yang Zongman instantly felt his nose sour, and he couldn't help the old tears, and he hurriedly lowered his head to wipe his tears, he didn't want to see himself crying far away.

"Captain, it's really nice to see you......"

"Commander, we encountered this wave of devil soldiers here, and we killed them all, hahaha......"

Seeing Lu Yuan coming, even though these soldiers were so tired that they couldn't straighten their waists, and many of the injured and painful hissed and inhaled cool air, they were still screaming and jumping excitedly, and their joy was overflowing.