The order from this side went down, and the Japanese troops on the other side began to flee beyond the two sides, and the sound of the cannons rumbled, covering the entire river bank immediately, with dust flying, gunpowder smoke everywhere, and the sound of the cannons was deafening, right in front of Moritake Tanabe It exploded.
The sound of gunfire and screams constituted a picture of purgatory. Countless Japanese soldiers were bombed to pieces. Pity for those wounded soldiers who had just been rescued. They couldn't move, they could only watch helplessly When the shells fell, there was nothing they could do except pray for a better life.
The Japanese army had no way to charge, because the enemy's firepower was too strong to rush through. Escaping was the only possibility of survival, but it also depended on who was more deadly. Some escaped, while others died on the spot.
The shelling lasted for more than ten minutes, and a half-base shell was fired, blowing up the river bank one by one, and more dead people fell there in disorder. Only more than 600 Japanese soldiers escaped, and the secret service battalion did not Pay attention, because someone will eliminate them.
At this time, the special forces, which had never had a chance to show their power, finally showed their power after the sound of the artillery stopped. They had already ambushed on both sides. .
By this time, Moritake Tanabe was already numb, and thousands of imperial soldiers died tragically before his eyes. In exchange for the news that the spy battalion had strong firepower, Moritake Tanabe finally admitted that he was careless.
After being sniped by the special forces for a while, when the gunfire stopped, only more than 200 people escaped.
The battle really stopped, facing each other across the river, the two sides did not fire a single shot, they just stared at each other, wishing to kill each other, but after all, they were out of range, and neither side did any meaningless things.
The Japanese army was deadly silent, and 5,000 Japanese troops were annihilated right in front of their eyes. This feeling is terrible, but I have to admit that the spy battalion is really strong. Of course, the firepower is stronger than the firepower. The 41st Division is out of order, this damn thing is just a battalion level unit.
After a great victory, Liu Yang did not retreat immediately, but raised flags towards the Japanese army.
The flag language was from the Japanese army, and the Japanese army could understand it clearly, but the more they understood it, the more panicked each one was, because Liu Yang was cursing Moritake Tanabe, saying that such a waste as Moritake Tanabe dared to come to compete with the secret service battalion Next, in the confrontation with the 41st Division, the Secret Service Battalion and you lost more than 800 people and wiped out more than 8,000 Japanese troops.
"Baga, dead, dead¡ª¡ª" Shengwu Tanabe was about to go crazy, Liu Yang was contemptuous of him, if it wasn't for the strong firepower of the secret service battalion, coupled with the terrain, all kinds of conditions came together Together, there were two great victories in the secret service battalion.
The Japanese army quickly returned the semaphore, saying that the secret service battalion was not able to win by force, relying on its strong firepower. If there was a real competition, the secret service battalion would not be the opponent of the 41st Division at all.
Liu Yang snorted, and couldn't help laughing: "Shengwu Tanabe is really interesting, and he has the face to say this. Asking a question, the Japanese army fought with the national army before. Wasn't the Japanese army's firepower fierce? Could it be that only state officials were allowed to fight?" Setting fires prevents people from lighting lamps."
The flag soldiers sent the banner over, and Moritake Tanabe was speechless for a while. If it wasn't for the powerful artillery fire of the Japanese army and various advanced equipment, it would be absolutely idiotic to capture more than half of China with only a little over one million troops.
It is true that the national army lacks training, but if it is a hand-to-hand combat, these army ruffians will never be afraid of the Japanese army. Even if ten people fight one by one, the Japanese army would have died long ago.
The Japanese army didn¡¯t reply, because they had nothing to say. At this time, the special agent battalion had the upper hand in firepower, and the Japanese army just now had no protection. If they sent tanks and artillery over, would Liu Yang still dare to be so arrogant? Obviously not, but it doesn't make sense to say that.
"Big head, tell Tian Bian Shengwu that I will give him a chance, and it depends on whether he dares to fight¡ª" Eyebrows raised, Liu Yang laughed even more mockingly: "Tell him, as long as he dares, then we will each send five Ten people, and then a simple hand-to-hand combat, neither side is allowed to bring weapons, so I asked Moritake Tanabe, an idiot, if he would agree."
Soon, Mori Tanabe received the semaphore, which of course had been filtered. It just said that the Secret Service Battalion proposed a duel, but instead of using firearms, they just used simple bayonets or knives, swords, guns, swords and halberds. Ask Mori Tanabe Dare to fight.
The Japanese army selected fifty bushido samurai, but they did not carry guns. Fifty people with guns would not be effective. Instead, they would lose the face of the empire. However, these soldiers were all carefully selected. They are masters, tempered on the battlefield, and none of them are weak.
The secret service battalion is very simple, challenge from the secret service battalion, special forces and guard platoon.?, they are all kung fu masters, or some lucky ones who have lived on the battlefield for a long time.
The Japanese army sent them over on rafts. Fifty samurai came over to die in arrogance. The vanguard of the team, but they don't know each other very well.
The spy battalion is led by Duan Pengfei. Duan Pengfei has been very depressed these days. The special attack team he leads is best at close combat, but they are all fighting these days, and there are not many opportunities for close combat. Completely lost in the crowd, he finally had a chance to perform today.
Of course, these fifty people are not only the elites of the Special Attack Team, but also the masters of the Secret Service Battalion and the guards. Among them is a true master of Xingyiquan. Even Duan Pengfei is not his opponent. This master will kill a lot, very powerful.
There is also a master in the special attack team, a tiger-head knife who is invincible. If he hadn't joined too late, Duan Pengfei would not have dared to say who the captain is, but he still became a knife instructor.
Therefore, two people are enough, these fifty people are placed elsewhere, they are all first-class experts, and when it comes to melee combat alone, there are very few opponents.
The two sides stood still on the bank of the river, staring at each other. None of the Japanese soldiers were weak. They all had strong muscles and bones, with bulging temples and long breaths. On such occasions, people prefer to wear kimonos.
"Little devil, you came to China to burn, kill, loot, and do all kinds of bad things. Today, grandpa will take revenge on those dead Chinese." Duan Pengfei was the team leader, and he was naturally the first to speak.
Duan Pengfei felt sorry for himself if he didn't shout slogans on this occasion.
A Japanese soldier looked at Duan Pengfei mockingly, and raised the knife in his hand: "This knife actually cut off the head of a Chinese man¡ª"
"I'll kill you¡ª" A person came out with a tiger-headed sword on his back. It was the saber technique instructor Wang Ting. To him, but his sword skills are extremely terrifying, and he kills decisively.
The reason why this person's reputation is not obvious is that apart from sword skills, this person neither knows how to lead troops to fight nor has good marksmanship, so he has no place in the army.
However, apart from being obsessed with swordsmanship, Wang Ting is not keen on power, so even Liu Yang didn't pay attention to him.
Wang Ting looks very ordinary, and he usually speaks kindly to people, even a little stupid, even if he is ridiculed for a few words, he rarely gets angry, but he is a master who hates evil in his heart. After seeing so many Chinese people, a surge of enthusiasm poured out, and he stood up desperately.
After Wang Ting's words fell, he was already striding forward, unafraid of the large number of Japanese soldiers, his eyes were shining brightly, and when he saw the front, he dreamed softly, and suddenly exerted force on his feet, and he had already rushed towards the little devil .
At this moment, Wang Ting's murderous intent was strong, and his hands and feet were neat, which made the Japanese soldiers couldn't help but be careful. Several Japanese soldiers in the "cengceng" drew out their knives and stared at Wang Ting, ready to meet the little devil at any time.
Here, Duan Pengfei also led people to approach, ready to meet Wang Ting at any time. The two sides were on the verge of breaking out, and slowly approached, full of murderous intent.
It is said that Wang Ting came in front of the Japanese army. The little devil gritted his teeth, shouted, and slashed out fiercely, trying to get the upper hand, but he underestimated Wang Ting after all. Ting suddenly let out a loud shout, which made people's ears buzzing, and he slashed out with his saber, drawing a white line, which disappeared in a flash.
Wang Ting practiced sharp knives. The so-called martial arts in the world can only be broken by fast speed. Naturally, there is a reason for him, but few people know that Wang Ting is also a master of natural strength. His saber skills are not only fast, but also extremely ruthless.
Wang Ting didn't dodge at all when the knife struck, as if he wanted to hurt both sides. If both sides were hit by this knife, they would be split into two pieces on the spot.
Wang Ting didn't hide, it was very simple, killing devils is not afraid of death, of course, at the moment when the knife was drawn, Wang Ting actually turned his body to the side and formed a straight line with the light of the knife.
Seeing the knife approaching, the little devil couldn't hold back anymore. If he still didn't continue, then it must be the end of death together. The little devil didn't want to die, he just wanted to kill, so at that moment, the little devil finally dragged With a horizontal stroke of the knife, he tried to stop Wang Ting's knife.
With a sound of 'ding', the two knives collided. Perhaps the little devil knew the most about Wang Ting's explosive power at this moment. The powerful slashing power made the little devil sink the knife and heard a crisp sound. The little devil's knife was split in two by Wang Ting, and it broke.
But Wang Ting didn't stop, and he slashed with all his strength. The little devil didn't even yell out, and he was cut in half with the knife. . (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)Wang Ting didn't stop, he tried his best to slash down, the little devil didn't even cry out, he was already split in two with a single slash, blood splattered, his intestines flowed all over the place, it was indescribably tragic. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com