Anti-Japanese Black Wolf Special Forces

But the Japanese reacted too quickly. After a few people died and the Japanese squad leader was killed, the three of them stood back to back and switched from offense to defense. No matter how many militiamen rushed over, they could not get close and all fell under their bayonets...

Twenty-two of the thirty-six militiamen were killed in an instant, leaving only 22 militiamen, and several of them were injured.

However, only 23 of the 14 Japanese soldiers died, leaving 9.

If General Yuan hadn't picked off six Japanese devils in one go, I'm afraid even more people in the militia would have died.

They wanted to continue rushing forward and fighting the Japs, but although there were only 9 Japs left, they formed groups of three with their backs to each other, each holding a bloody bayonet to defend themselves.

Everyone who rushed forward was already dead.

They are not afraid of death, but they don't want to be wiped out here.

14 people including Yuan Shuai surrounded the nine Japanese devils.

"Damn it, I can't get in!"

"These devils' bayonet fighting skills are too strong. We can't get in at all!"

"Captain, find a solution quickly! Otherwise, we will all die here and the mission will not be completed!"

The militia members were angry and anxious at the same time.

Because they have a more important task. After killing these devils, they have to go to the front to provide support.

Although the Japs were a little timid, they had just killed so many militiamen back to back, and their previously lost morale was immediately restored, and they even became more rampant.

A squad leader did not dare to come any closer when he saw them, and even held the bloody saber in both hands with a sneer on his face.

"Chinese, you can't fight with bayonets! You'll all die!"

"I'll fuck your grandma!"

Yuan Bin was about to rush forward when his brother beside him immediately blocked his way.

"Brother, don't be impulsive. The Japanese bayonets are too powerful. If three of them were standing back to back, we would all die if we rushed forward. We can't go and die! We are not afraid of death, but all the militiamen in our village are here. We can't all die here!"

Yuan Shuai’s words made Yuan Bin stop.

Looking at his comrades around him whose faces were covered in blood, Yuan Bin knew that if he rushed forward, the others would surely rush forward without hesitation and fight to the death. By then, with the current combat effectiveness of these militiamen, they would surely all die here.

He is the captain of this militia.

Deep down in his heart, he certainly didn't want his team to be wiped out at his hands.

But if we don't charge forward, we can't kill the Japanese!

When Yuan Shuai saw that his five brothers had already snatched the Japanese Type 38 rifles, his eyes lit up and he shouted loudly.

"Everyone listen to my command. Kneel on one knee and shoot diagonally upwards towards the enemy's chest! Fire!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Shuai suddenly opened the safety of the Sanbaguan rifle, pulled the bolt, knelt on one knee, raised the muzzle of the gun, and pulled the trigger towards the Japanese squad leader's head.

When the Japanese soldiers saw Yuan Shuai kneeling on one knee, they were stunned for a moment.

Why are you so scared that you're kneeling down and begging for mercy! ?

The Japs couldn't understand Chinese, and soon all of them had arrogant and cunning smiles on their faces.

It seems that they think that the Bushido spirit of the Great Japanese Empire and the bayonet fighting skills of the Great Japanese Empire are really awesome, which makes the Chinese...

Before they could even laugh out loud,

Gunshots have been fired.

"Bah!"

At a distance of less than five meters, the Japanese squad leader had no time to dodge. Yuan Shuai's bullet flew straight past and hit the Japanese squad leader's nose.

However, the three swords had strong penetrating power. Even if it was a head, at such a close distance, it still flew out of the back of the Japanese soldier's head.

The militia brothers were still wondering if this bastard Yuan Shuai had lost his mind.

As the saying goes, a man's knees are made of gold. He should kneel to heaven, earth, and his parents. How could he kneel to the devils?

What a fucking spineless person!

But when they saw the Japanese being killed and the bullets that penetrated the Japanese flying diagonally into the sky without hurting their own people, all the militiamen holding Type 38 rifles no longer cared about their face and thought killing the Japanese was the right thing to do.

In order to kill the Japanese, they are willing to sacrifice their lives, so what the hell is the face they need!

All the militiamen holding Type 38 rifles followed Yuan Shuai's example, opened the safety, pulled the bolt, knelt on one knee, and shot diagonally upwards at the Japanese' chest.

At a distance of five meters, no matter how poor their shooting skills are, they will not miss the target.

In the blink of an eye, five Japanese devils were killed one after another.

The remaining four devils roared loudly in anger.

"Bakayaro, damn Chinese people, they don't follow the spirit of Bushido at all!"

The Japanese roared, opened the safety and wanted to shoot.

At this time, Monkey took advantage of the Japanese's inattention and rushed forward, piercing the Japanese's chest with a red tasseled spear.

"Fuck the Bushido spirit!"

The angry monkey kicked the Japanese soldier to the ground and continued to stab and kill him with his red tasseled spear to vent his anger.

The Yuan Shuai brothers also rushed forward, and when the Japanese pulled the bolt of their guns, they each stabbed and killed a Japanese soldier.

The remaining Japanese soldier was so scared that he was shaking all over and sweating.

Because he was the only one left, his entire back was exposed.

A militiaman's red-tasseled spear pierced his back.

Won!

They finally killed all the Japanese soldiers led by the two squad leaders!

But there was no trace of joy or excitement on their faces.

There was only anger and sadness on his face.

Because out of the fifty-three people who came, only 14 brothers were left, and several of them were injured!

Everyone looked at the bodies of their brothers on the ground, tears streaming down their faces.

Even Yuan Bin couldn't help but shed tears.

He wiped his nose and tears, turned to look at Yuan Shuai and scolded him.

"Don't ever use that kneeling on one knee trick again. It was too damn embarrassing!"

"Shame on you! This is called kneeling and shooting! It's just a tactical shooting action! Don't you practice it normally? I really don't understand how you train your soldiers! We also have sliding kneeling shooting! The kind where you kneel on both legs!"

Yuan Shuai refuted with confidence.

It's just a normal shooting action, why is it embarrassing in their eyes!

"You still want to kneel on your legs?! You...! Anyway, you are not allowed to do that anymore, and you are not allowed to kneel on the ground. If this gets out and Dad finds out, I will break your legs and make sure you can never kneel on the ground again!"

Yuan Shuai gritted his teeth and glared angrily.

They didn't do this kind of shooting movements during their training, and they were just simple ordinary people who had to pick up guns in order to stay alive and not be killed by the Japanese. Although they didn't read much, they all understood one thing: a man's knees are made of gold, and he should kneel to heaven, to earth, and to his parents.

I just did this to kill the Japanese.

But he definitely doesn't want to do that in the future!

"I……"

Yuan Shuai still wanted to refute.

Suddenly, a wounded Japanese soldier lay on the ground in the distance ahead, shaking his gun and aiming at Yuan Bin.