Chapter 9 You are the sick man of East Asia
The morning breeze blew gently, and if it weren't for the thick smell of gunpowder smoke and blood in the wind, how beautiful such a morning would be.
The white tassel stretched out his right hand to hold the bangs at the corner of his forehead, and dragged the big knife with his left hand, and slowly walked towards Qiu Mu Zhensheng.
Qiu Mu Zhensheng's face was resolute, and she held the 38 big cover with her right hand, bowed her head, and bowed deeply to the white tassel.
The corners of the white tassel's mouth twitched, and he sneered faintly.
Qiu Muzhen took two steps forward, and soon, the two of them stood opposite each other, and the distance between them was only about two meters.
Qiu Mu Zhensheng clenched the 38 big cover with both hands, pointed at the white tassel, and said: "China has fallen too far behind, if you want to live better, you must accept the leadership of the Great Japanese Empire." Just like your country's martial arts, it used to be very powerful, but now it has also fallen. actually let a little woman lead the army, it was the sick man of East Asia who did it! With that, he turned his head and glared at the interpreter.
The man in the suit translated truthfully, and when he translated the last sentence, his face turned red and his breathing became heavy.
"Dog's day, the sick man of East Asia? Have the ability to go head-to-head with Lao Tzu! Many of the students shouted, and they were gearing up, looking eager to try.
The white tassel pursed his lips, and he didn't bother with Qiu's mother at all, but said to the man in the suit: "I also know that Lu Dao blushes, which means that you are still a man." Brother, dressed like a human, but he has to be called and drunk by little devils. Why don't you come to us to learn the army? Depending on your level of Japanese, being a Japanese instructor will definitely be better than what you are doing now. What do you think? Do you want to come, I can be your guarantor! β
Qiu's mother turned her head to listen to the translator of the man in the suit, who was submissive for a long time and couldn't say a word.
Qiu Mu finally came to his senses, and he scolded: "Eight grids! Then he raised his gun and rushed at the white tassel.
Bai Tassel sneered, held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and with both hands, the big blade was quickly raised, and the back of the knife collided with the handle of the gun, making a crisp sound of "choking".
Qiu Mu Zhensheng's move did not use the old, the spear was hit by the back of the knife and immediately pulled back, and then the whole person jumped to the left, and instantly reached the side of the white tassel, and stabbed straight again.
He used this trick extremely spicy, as if he had anticipated Bai Tassel's action just now and had been prepared for a long time. The white tassel was facing him sideways, the knife had been raised above his head, and the left rib was clearly empty.
"Ahh "Travel! Be careful! The cadets exclaimed.
Bian Jingdao's eyes were also cold, and the right hand holding the gun exerted force, ready to fire at any time.
The white tassel is not afraid. She retracted her left foot, her body had turned to the left, she cleared, and the big knife was still cut down.
This time, the weapons of the two collided again, but the difference was that this time it was the blade and the spear that collided. The white tassel did not change its moves, and still cut it down, Qiu Mu Zhensheng knew that he could not do anything, took a step back with interest, and avoided the tip of the knife in time. And in this way, his spear stabbed in vain, and he suffered a heavy split.
The spear could not stand the force, and immediately drooped down, causing his wrist to tingle. Shocked by the strength of the white tassel, he dragged the gun and retreated.
Bai Tassel returned to the posture of dragging the knife in her left hand, but there was a mocking smile on her face, she hooked her right index finger towards Qiu Mu, and said, "Come again!" β
"Eight grids!" Qiu's mother was annoyed and angry. Standing still, holding the gun with both hands again, the spear stabbed a few spear flowers in the three directions of the left and right, and then, he roared, and the whole person pounced on the white tassel like a hungry tiger.
"Look for death!" The white tassel said lightly in his mouth, and also rushed forward, halfway, holding the knife with both hands and shaking his wrist hard, the big knife flew sideways, and a white knife light spilled out, and then, the onlookers only felt dizzy, and the sound of "clanging" in their ears was endless, and in a moment, the two figures separated, and returned to their previous appearance again.
Bai Tassel poked the knife on the ground, pointed at Qiu Mu Zhensheng with the index finger of his right hand, and said coldly: "You are the sick man of East Asia!" β
The gun in Qiu Mu Zhensheng's hand was only a pair of gun handles. He looked at her fixedly, and suddenly his knees weakened, and he fell to the ground, and the knees of his legs were oozing blood, and it was actually the kneecaps that were slashed off by white tassels.
"Your Excellency!" "Eight grids!" β¦β¦ The little devils rushed forward with shouts, some went to help him, and more rushed to the white tassel.
"Let's go!" Qiu Mu Zhensheng said, looking up to the east, where a red sun was rising.
"Your Excellency!"
"Withdraw! We did our best! Keep your promises and don't let the Chinese look down on you! β
"Hay!"
This strange duel in Zhendong did not affect the overall battle situation. The gunfire in the north of the town was unprecedentedly fierce from beginning to end, and in the background music of this battle, the students fell one after another, and soon, Zhang Cunbao found that the brothers around him added up to less than a company.
"Tuanza, there are too many devils, the brothers really can't stand it, let's withdraw, withdraw to the east of the town and join the brigade," a battalion commander suggested to him.
"No, no one is allowed to withdraw without an order from the brigade. There are fewer people there than us in the brigade, and they haven't shouted to retreat yet, so we must resist here. β
"Tuanza, if we don't retreat, we will be surrounded by little devils. It's nothing if we die in battle, but what about the brigade? We can't let the Traveler be taken by the little devils, can we?! β
Zhang Cunbao's walkie-talkie, along with the communications corps, was killed by a grenade. Since then, they have lost contact with White Tassel, and although they are only about a kilometer apart, this kilometer has become a trench.
The Japanese army was too numerous and could advance in multiple ways, and although Zhang Cunbao and the others resisted desperately, it was still difficult to save the battlefield decline.
"You, immediately go to the east of the town with the regimental flag, and let Bian Jingdao and the brigade withdraw no matter what!"
"Tuanza, let's withdraw together!"
Zhang Cunbao shook his head sadly: "Impossible, then it is not a retreat, but a rout!" β
The Japanese offensive maintained the same intensity from beginning to end, and it was this continuous offensive that allowed the cadets of the 301st and 303rd regiments to stay on the battlefield and then die one by one...... As Zhang Cunbao said, if you retreat at this time, the little devil will kill him, and the retreat will become a rout. On the battlefield, selling your back to the enemy is no different from committing suicide.
"Tuanza!"
"Carry out the mission, this may be the last time I will give you an order!"
"Tuanza, then, then I'll go!"
The battalion commander ran away, Zhang Cunbao looked at the densely approaching devils, and suddenly shouted: "Brothers, today, we may die here, are you afraid?" β
"Don't be afraid! Tuanza, I killed at least three devils, enough for this! β
"Tuanza, we feel happy to be able to die with our brothers!"
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"Good, good brother! Brothers, listen to my orders and stop shooting! β
On the defenders' positions, the gunfire suddenly stoppedβ