Check in from the bright sword

Proficient in Shaolin Internal Boxing?Wang Yan's eyes lit up.

Wang Yan already understood one thing through the cross-solid proficiency card just now.

Such a card can directly comprehend skills and save him the hard work of training.

But this is not the point, the point is that he defeated Wei Dayong just now, and then Wei Dayong dropped this skill?This is the benefit of being a time traveler?His golden finger?

If that's the case, it seems pretty good.

Wei Dayong asked again: "Brother, what's your name?"

"Wang Yan, lieutenant and company deputy of the 54th Division." Wang Yan stated his current identity without thinking, and then continued, "Central Army Officer Academy, No. 13 Infantry Division."

"Ah, it's still the chief of the Central Military Academy."

"My name is Wei Dayong, the sergeant squad leader of the 72nd Division."

At this moment, the gate of the camp opened again.

This time, in addition to the devils who maintained the order of the prisoner-of-war camp, there was another group of devils.

The number of this group of devils was small, only a few dozen. They all wore tactical vests padded with steel plates, and the steel helmets on their heads were also matte, and they were covered with net bags.

Almost at the same time, there were dozens more devil guard posts on the turrets at the four corners of the prisoner-of-war camp.

On the roof of the two-story building in front of the prisoner-of-war camp, a [-]-type heavy machine gun was quietly erected.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yan's heart suddenly sank, no good, this is the Yamamoto special team coming to the door, they are here to take prisoners of war to practice killing skills!

According to the plot of the TV series "Bright Sword", among the hundreds of prisoners in the entire prisoner-of-war camp, except for Wei Dayong who escaped successfully, the remaining one counted as one, and they all had to die in the hands of the devils.

Thinking of this, Wang Yan used the second card he just got without hesitation.

An electric current flowed through the whole body in an instant, and Wang Yan instantly grasped the essence of Shaolin Neijiaquan.

Chapter 2

Dozens of devil special forces were divided into three rows and lined up.

The leader is a strong devil officer, about 1.7 meters tall, which is a rare tall man among devils.

Japanese in this era are generally short in height.

The devil officer carried a saber and sang birdsong.

The interpreter nodded and followed the translation: "China prisoners of war, the imperial army is giving you a chance to survive. You can attack an imperial army in groups of three with short knives and daggers."

"As long as you successfully kill the imperial army, you will be free."

Wang Yan ignored the devil's officer's provocation, because he was quickly planning a way out.

The biggest threat in this prisoner-of-war camp, apart from the dozens of devil special forces, is the [-]-type heavy machine gun on the roof of the small building.

As long as this heavy machine gun is killed, the chance of survival will be greatly increased.

Wang Yan was thinking about how to escape when three prisoners of war stood up and challenged the Japanese army.

The result was no different from that in the TV series. A devil special soldier only used three face-to-face encounters to kill the three obviously trained prisoners of war with his bare hands.

Wang Yan secretly called it a pity.

The devil officer said again: "Who else?"

The hundred and ten prisoners of war at the scene were silent, and no one dared to answer.

"Are you still soldiers?" The devil officer started to taunt, "I think you are cowards!"

"Hey." How could Wei Dayong bear this?Immediately pushed aside the prisoners of war who stood in front of him and came out, "I'll try."

"Okay." The devil officer nodded and said, "But you only have one person, and you need to find two companions."

"No need." Wei Dayong said while rolling up the sleeves of his military uniform, "I like one-on-one."

"One-on-one?" the devil officer said, "Are you despising the kung fu of our Japanese soldiers?"

Wei Dayong said: "The three-legged cat's kung fu is indeed not very good."

The devil officer didn't say anything more, and turned to a special soldier and said, "Sir Gan!"

The devil special soldier was about to step forward, but Wei Dayong stared at the devil officer and said, "Slow down, let him go to the side, you come."

"Me?" The devil officer was stunned, "Fight me?"

"Why?" Wei Dayong said in disbelief, "Don't you dare?"

Devil officer: "Okay, I accept your challenge, you can use a short knife..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Dayong interrupted: "Little devil, you should save your dagger for slaughtering sheep."

While Wei Dayong was talking to the devil officer, Wang Yan finally formed a plan in his mind.

Looking back, Wei Dayong had already exchanged hands with the devil officer, and with a beautiful straight kick, he hit the devil officer's thigh, and the devil officer flew upside down like a sack three meters away.

Before the devil officer got up from the ground, Wei Dayong took a stride into the air.

Flying over three meters away, Wei Dayong's body fell sideways from the air again, hitting the devil officer's back, and the iron elbow of his right hand directly pressed against the devil officer's neck.

With just a click, the devil officer's neck bone was crushed.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the surrounding devil soldiers suddenly changed drastically.

Due to the sudden incident, the devil couldn't react at once.

Besides Wei Dayong, Wang Yan was the first to react.

Wei Dayong took out a pistol from the devil officer's waist without any hassle, and with two shots, two devils were knocked down.

Almost at the same time, Wang Yan also threw out a heavy punch, hitting the devil next to him in the chest.

After being hit like this, the devil's chest collapsed, and the cracking sound of bones could be vaguely heard. Wang Yan's punch actually shattered the devil's breastbone.

The internal organs in the chest cavity were also instantly shattered!

It really deserves to be proficient in Shaolin internal boxing!

Wang Yan snatched the devil's rifle and threw it out.

With a whistling sound, the rifle with the bayonet flew three or four meters away, and was nailed to the lintel of the small building with a bang.