At the same time as the knife was drawn, the ghost screamed non-stop, which roughly meant: Damn Chinese officer, you are dead!

The devil Cao Chang shot fast, but Yang Chen's speed was even faster. First, he blocked with a horizontal knife, and with great force, he directly swung the rifle that the devil Cao Chang stabbed.

Before the devil Cao Chang could react, he immediately stabbed.

"Pfft!"

Yang Chen stabbed the devil soldier in the chest with the seedling knife in his hand, and the sharp point of the knife easily pierced through the heart and went straight to the back.

Then he raised his foot and kicked the devil upside down, knocking down a large group of devil soldiers behind him.

There was a scream of ghosts for a while.

From fighting to killing the enemy, Yang Chen only took less than two seconds.

At the same time that the devil Cao Chang flew upside down, he drew out his saber, and like a tiger descending from the mountain, he ruthlessly charged into the crowd of devils, and started an endless bloody slaughter.

Wherever he passed, the ghost soldiers gave their heads one after another, and almost no one was his all-in-one enemy.

In less than a minute, he had already rushed 1 meters, killing no less than 30 enemies, beheading a devil soldier almost in a second.

In this battle, he almost exhausted all his strength.

Because he knew that, no matter in terms of strength or individual combat effectiveness, the Dongcheng defenders were far inferior to the 108th Division of the Japanese Army.

Even if these recruits have the blessing of Dali Pill, their strength, speed and reaction have been greatly improved.

But in terms of actual combat experience, there is still a big gap between them and the Guizi soldiers of the 108th Division.

Therefore, in terms of individual combat effectiveness, they can only barely match the little devils at best.

Even when the little devil was not careless, they were still slightly defeated.

So, in order to win this war, Yang Chen had to kill as many little devils as possible.

Not only Yang Chen, but the rest of the Huben Regiment veterans also reported the same idea as him, and at this time they all burst out with all their strength.

"Go to hell!"

Liu Zheping slowed down a bit, and at this time also met a devil soldier head-on, and saw him holding a saber that had been modified by the system, roared, and directly stabbed with one hand!

He shot very fast, and at the same time he rushed forward, he took a side step, dodging the knife stabbed by the devil soldier, and the saber in his hand suddenly stabbed the devil soldier opposite him in the neck.

The bloodthirsty blade protruded from the back of his neck.

Then Liu Zheping quickly drew back the saber, and the sharp blade withdrew, already covered with blood, dripping continuously along the bloodletting trough.

Immediately, like Yang Chen in a group, he rushed towards the place where there were many devils with a blood knife in his hand.

All the devils who tried to stop him were chopped down to the ground by him.

At this time, the armies of the two sides had already slammed into each other and fought together.

Streets and alleys, as well as the ruins of collapsed houses and courtyards with collapsed courtyard walls, have become battlefields for the enemy and us to fight everywhere.

The shouts of the enemy and us, the clanging of swords and guns, the puffing of bayonets piercing flesh, and the howling after being stabbed, all echoed one after another, composing a movement of death.

The bloody smell in the air suddenly became more intense as the enemy and our armies fought hand-to-hand.

It made the entire east of the city feel like a hell on earth...

A corner of the battlefield.

It was the first time for Wang Shuisheng to fight a bayonet with a devil. He was still young and confronted a devil's infantry.

The devil stabbed at him, and Wang Shuisheng immediately blocked it with his spear according to the experience taught by the veteran platoon leader in the past two days.

But I didn't expect that this devil was strong and powerful. Although he blocked it with all his strength and was blessed with the effect of Daliwan, but because of his thin physique, he couldn't completely swing the devil's rifle. open.

The Japanese soldier's bayonet almost brushed his ribs and stabbed him. Wang Shuisheng could even feel the chill brought by the sharp bayonet, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

As soon as he retreated, his momentum was going to be a little weaker. The Devil Bing gained momentum, and immediately roared triumphantly, and continued to attack him in turn, stabbing, sweeping, one move after another. .

The Wang Shuisheng who beat him was only capable of parrying, but he had no power to fight back, and he was in danger for a while.

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Anti-Japanese War Killing Enemy Explosion System

Chapter 537 Your Ancestor Is Your Ancestor (Third Change!)

At this moment, Yang Chen, who had killed a three-in-three-out man in the army of devils and had turned into a blood man, inadvertently turned his head and caught a glimpse of Wang Shuisheng who was in danger.

"Give me death!"

With a loud roar, Yang Chen swept across the thousands of troops swiftly and domineeringly, cutting off all the two devil soldiers in front of him.

Then he swung the blood-dripping long knife vigorously, and there was a "swish".

"Pfft!—"

The luck value +9 Miao knife just hit the back of the neck of the devil soldier who was confronting Wang Shuisheng. At this time, Wang Shuisheng staggered at his feet after being beaten by the little devil, and fell to the ground screaming.

Guizibing had an undisguised pride and ferocity on his face, holding the [-] cover with the bayonet inserted in both hands, he straightened his waist and was about to stab him down.

It's just that Yang Chen's throwing knife precisely hit his main nerve artery and killed him almost instantly. The bayonet in the little devil's hand stopped in mid-air, and his whole body was obviously startled.

Then he fell straight down on the ground.

The devil soldier, armed with a gun, fell to the ground with a bang.

Wang Shuisheng's gaze was fixed on the half of the blood knife protruding from the devil's neck, and he forgot to roll and dodge.

Fortunately, he didn't fall directly in front of the devil soldier, which prevented the devil soldier from hitting him with the bayonet when he fell.

Seeing Yang Chen who was rushing towards him, Wang Shuisheng finally recovered from his astonishment, and when he thought of the danger just now, he couldn't help being afraid for a while.

Then he looked at Tuan Zuo Yang Chen gratefully, and weakly shouted: "Tuan... Tuan Zuo."

"Since you joined my Huben group, stand up for me, don't be cowardly! Continue to fight with these bastards!

My Huben regiment only has soldiers who died in battle, not soldiers who were scared to death! "Yang Chen's eyes were lingering, and he gritted his back molars and said in a deep voice.

After finishing speaking, Yang Chen bent down and pulled out the lucky value +9 seedling knife that belonged to him from the back of the little devil's neck, and patted Wang Shuisheng's shoulder with the other hand.

"Yes!"

Wang Shuisheng was greatly encouraged by Yang Chen's words.

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