Hundreds of millions of cloud explosive bombs were fired at the beginning, and horses were riding on

During this period, Koizumi Ichiro rushed up with his sword.

Hold your left hand and right hand together...

At this time, Sun Guozhong was not afraid. After all, no matter how sharp the kid's knife was, it could not be sharper than their big knife.

What's more, the set of sword skills he has mastered is unparalleled. No matter which little devil wants his life, he doesn't even think about it.

I saw Sun Guozhong rushing forward, first blocking Ichiro Koizumi with a knife with his left hand...and then slashing him horizontally.

Then there was a little guy with long legs, but naturally this little devil also had two brushes... Seeing Sun Guozhong sweep his legs over, he kept backing up.

But Sun Guozhong doesn't just have these things.

Just as the little devil kept retreating, he just raised the knife.

The knife was inserted into the little devil's throat.

Suddenly it started to bleed.

Blood flowed down Sun Guozhong's hand along the knife, but Sun Guozhong's eyes did not fade at this time.

Before he died, the little devil was still imagining that his Majesty the Emperor...that his Amaterasu could bless him with a fresh life, but he had not thought that all this was in vain.

In fact, he was killed by Sun Guozhong with a knife.

This is the final result of the little devil...

Whether it's him or other little devils, Ohgao or Kookatajiro, there is only one way for them to end up.

That is, all invaders must fail.

No one can conquer our thousands-year-old nation, and no one can conquer our land.

As long as everyone joins hands, we will definitely drive out our invaders, and even send them to hell completely.

Sun Guozhong touched the blood on his hands, but he didn't feel a trace of displeasure or even a trace of excitement. Obviously, in his opinion, this was the simplest thing.

He no longer knows how many little devils' lives he has in his hands. For him, these little devils are nothing but simple matters.

What he wants to do is to kill the little devils, get rid of the little devils, and prevent the little devils from staying on our land, doing things that are harmful to nature, and running rampant among the people.

"Damn it! These little devils dare to compete with me, no matter how much they weigh."

"When I played with knives, they were still in their mothers' wombs. What's more, didn't the sword skills of their group also come from us?"

"It's about sword skills. We are the ancestors of the little devils. Bah, what kind of ancestors... These are the knives of a bunch of beasts."

Sun Guozhong looked at the little devil who was slowly dying in front of him.

Showing a hint of disdain.

He directly pulled the knife out of the little devil's throat. In an instant, the little devil's throat became bleeding.

Blood splashed directly on Sun Guozhong's body.

"Damn it! I don't have any good clothes anymore."

"It seems...you can't do this to little devils anymore. You have to chop off their heads directly, far away, so that you can avoid getting blood on your body."

However, Sun Guozhong's killing of the Japs Major was also seen by several little Japs on the side. They were furious now. After all, it was their Major who died, and that was their squadron leader.

If it weren't for the squadron leader, they would have had this opportunity to fight in front of this group of independent column soldiers.

These little devils were already furious at this time, and they didn't even care whether they could beat Sun Guozhong...

A Japanese soldier rushed forward.

He kept shouting: "Baga...Baga Yalu, damn independent column soldiers. You dare to hurt our respected squadron leader, you are simply looking for death."

"Your Excellency, Squadron Leader...I want to avenge you."

After saying that, he rushed forward with a lunge, trying to pick on Sun Guozhong with his 38-gauge rifle.

But in life, it seems that these things of the kid are just fake...

Whether it's a bayonet or a little devil's pick, it's not a problem for him.

Just like that, Sun Guozhong fell back.

He dodged the little devil's provocation in an instant.

But this is not a simple matter.

Every movement is something Sun Guozhong has honed through countless hardships.

It is also the experience gained by our comrades on the battlefield in exchange for their lives.

At that time, the broadsword team suffered heavy losses when fighting against the Japs on other battlefields. Every sword technique condensed the soldiers' experience of risking their lives.

This is one of the reasons why Sun Guozhong's sword skills are becoming more and more sophisticated now.

After Sun Guozhong escaped the little devil's prodding, he kicked the little devil to the ground.

Then, with lightning speed, he struck the little devil's head directly with another knife.

Completely behead this little devil's head to the ground.

There was blood flowing out again, but the little devil's blood did not splash on his body.

This made him very satisfied.

Seeing this, the other little devils were a little afraid to step forward.

"Damn it! If you have the guts to come with me, I can't kill you with just my sword..."

"Give me your life."

Night battles, especially close-range battles, involve risking one's own life and death.

This is the fighting method that most tests the combat effectiveness of warriors.

However, these soldiers of the independent column practice assassination almost every day...

The sword in that hand was also very proficient, and he was not afraid of these little devils at all...

Although the little devil is also very suitable for hand-to-hand combat... it also caused certain casualties to our soldiers.

But the soldiers' methods cannot be underestimated, after all, the numbers are here.

In the past, there were hundreds of little devils in this group, but there were thousands of soldiers.

The other people basically started hacking at the little devils, making them suffer endless pain.

One after another, the little devils died in painful wails.

It only took five minutes, five minutes.

All the Japs have been killed.

But don't underestimate these little devils.

Their life-threatening assassination just now... also caused the infantry battalion to lose dozens of soldiers.

This is considered relatively common on the battlefield.

After all, although the equipment of the independent column is relatively powerful and the combat quality is also high, in night battles it is not the combat quality, but also the right time, place and people.

Even on other battlefields, when the Americans fought against the Japanese, some battles resulted in heavy losses.