"Haha, Zhang Dabiao, you are not as good as a new recruit!"

When Li Yunlong saw Wang Yu fucking the Japanese officer, he was in a good mood and did not forget to mock Zhang Dabiao.

"Captain, this kid's knife is a treasure knife!"

Zhang Dabiao said gasping for breath. He had already fucked four Japanese devils and began to struggle.

"Don't have those bad ideas. They are the soldiers of our regiment, not the Japanese!"

Li Yunlong tilted his neck, stared at Tongling with his big eyes, and then said:

"Go, look at that boy. This naughty young man is a talent. Don't be fooled by the Japanese!"

Li Yunlong could see that although the new recruit had a big knife in his hand and was slashed randomly and was completely out of order, this guy's physical fitness was not bad. He still screamed after chopping down seven or eight Japanese devils in a row. He was really a treasure.

Especially with four swords, he cut over a well-trained Japanese officer. How could he not let him look at him with admiration!

Such talents can be worth a company if they are trained a little later!

Li Yunlong said this and it made Zhang Dabiao suffer.

Although Zhang Dabiao is also a naughty man and is desperate to fight, years of experience tells him when to charge and when to defend.

Today he was very open-minded. The boy in front of him was red and he just stabbed into the Japanese troops, not following the large army at all.

If you rush too fast and be surrounded by the Japanese, even if Sun Wukong, who has three heads and six arms has to finish playing!

At this moment, there was no order from the regiment commander, and he had to try his best to protect this kid. In addition to fighting side by side, he also had a bit of mutual appreciation.

That desperate energy is exactly the same as his.

At this time, Wang Yu cut down a Japanese devil with two swords, and his sword skills became proficient little by little as time went by.

Especially after the melee skill is upgraded to level 2, the movements of slashing and slashing gradually become less and turn into many clever moves to achieve the maximum effect with minimal consumption.

Seeing the Japanese holding a bayonet rushing over, Wang Yu did not dodge or avoid it, and the soil under his feet splashed and he bumped out hard.

He quickly pushed the stabbing bayonet with his left hand and pulled it with the momentum, which passed through his armpit.

Then he jumped up and pressed his right knee hard against the Japanese chest.

Click!

In an instant, the Japanese kid's chest crackled, and his ribs broke into several pieces under the huge impact, penetrating the alveoli.

The body was like a human-shaped broken sack, flying more than ten feet away.

Wang Yu felt that not only he had improved his sword skills, but also his fist and foot skills were also improving.

But now there is no time to study this, and these thoughts only flashed through his mind.

At this moment, he had already been red in his eyes and moved to places with many Japanese devils, and had no idea that he had already penetrated the Japanese devils' positions.

As soon as he looked up, all the Japanese soldiers holding bayonets rushed towards him with gritted teeth.

"Grandma, I started fighting in one go!"

Wang Yu cursed and hurriedly turned back.

If this is surrounded and suddenly stabbed, he will be really cold!

As the saying goes, two fists cannot beat four hands.

"Damn it! Damn your grandma!"

When Wang Yu turned his head, he saw Zhang Dabiao, two or three feet away, holding a grenade, with a determined look on his face and pulling off the pull ring.

In an instant, the seven or eight Japanese soldiers surrounding Zhang Dabiao ran away and fell down.

"Oh, damn!"

Wang Yu's face changed color, and he used his strength to run towards Zhang Dabiao.

At the same time, the big knife in his hand slapped at the smoke-filled grenade.

Bang!

The grenade was shot away and exploded after only about ten meters in the air!

The Japanese who originally wanted to surround Wang Yu were caught off guard and were flew by a grenade. A celestial girl scattered flowers and fell three or four!

Zhang Dabiao felt like he was being pushed over the ground by a cow, his head hitting the frozen land, and stars appeared in front of him.

Just now, he only saw a figure running over and slapped the grenade in his hand away, with surprising force!

Before he could think too much, he jumped up staggeringly.

After Wang Yu slapped the grenade, he threw Zhang Dabiao down and quickly got up after the grenade exploded.

"Battery Commander, I'm not afraid of burning firewood when I stay in the green mountains!"

Looking at Zhang Dabiao, Wang Yu thought to himself that he was this naughty man who dared to put Li Yunlong down in order to eat meat!

"Do you still have the face to say it?"

Zhang Dabiao looked at the Japanese surrounding him again, gasping heavily, leaning back to back with Wang Yu.

"If it weren't for saving you boy, I could have been surrounded by seven or eight Japanese men?"

After cutting down eight Japanese devils, Zhang Dabiao's whole body was already soaked in sweat, and the heat was steaming in the cold wind in northwestern Shanxi.

His physical strength was already close to exhaustion, so he pulled the grenades under the siege of the Japanese.

"Save me?"

Wang Yu was surprised. He didn't expect that an ordinary soldier would make the battalion commander worried.

If Zhang Dabiao knew what he was thinking, he would have to scold me. It was not just me, the battalion commander, who was thinking about you, but the regiment commander was eyeing you!

"You kid don't even look at it if you fight for bayonets. You have already run to the heart of the Japanese team!"

Seeing the Japanese gradually approaching the encirclement, Zhang Dabiao wiped his sweat alternately with his hands holding the sword, ready to fight to the death.

"But today I cut down eight Japanese devils, and I'll have enough money to die!"

Then, Zhang Dabiao changed his tone and asked:

"How many Japanese devils have you killed?"

Wang Yu glanced at the holographic projection in the upper right corner of the line of sight.

【Achievement Point 122】

【Material Point 122】

【Power 14】

【Endurance 13】

【Speed ​​13】

【Sniper Level 1】

【Melee Level 2〔Enter the House]】

The Japanese officers obtained 100 achievement points, while a Japanese agent achieved 1 achievement point. Except for the Japanese who had been killed with a gun, only 22 were killed in this hand-to-hand battle.

And the 122 achievement points obtained were spread to my grandma's house from 1 million achievement points...

Wang Yu sighed and said in a little frustrated:

"In addition to the Japanese officer just now, there were only 22 in total..."

"I'm damn..."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Zhang Dabiao wished he could stab the doggy thing behind him to death!

What does only mean 22?

Sighing fuckingly?

Do you think you are OK?

As the main force of the 386th Brigade, the New First Regiment is also a top-notch existence in the entire Eighth Route Army.

And the warriors of the new regiment are naturally extremely brave.

In Li Yunlong's words, they are all screaming wild wolves!

Even so, in hand-to-hand combat, facing the Sakata United, which is known as the elite Japanese army, the casualties ratio is almost equal!

This means that a new regiment soldier can only kill one Japanese devil on average and he has to take his own life!

Zhang Dabiao, who was formerly one of the members of the 29th Route Army's Big Sword Team, also specially trained the "Wuji Sword Technique" against the Japanese. This hand-to-hand combat killed eight Japanese soldiers.

You guys cut down 22 Japanese devils alone, and they were still sighing?

Delicate! Delicate! Delicate!

Zhang Dabiao was so angry that his teeth were itchy!

"Battery Commander, why are you trembling? You're not scared?"

Fifteen or sixteen Japanese surrounded them, each with fierce looks, and Wang Yu still had a leisurely and poor voice.
To be continued...