Super Dictator

A few seconds later, Wei Jichen opened his eyes, but what he saw was still darkness, and he could only see the road slightly with the moonlight.

Wei Jichen accidentally tripped over a stone and fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

"Shh, little guy, be careful, we're almost at the Japanese barracks." A strong hand caught Wei Jichen before he fell.

Wei Jichen looked carefully and saw that the man was wearing a Republic of China military uniform and had a machete on his back.

Wei Jichen was about to express his thanks when someone ran up to him and whispered in a low voice: "Brigadier Zhao, there is the Japanese barracks ahead. The soldiers exploring the front have already eliminated the Japanese hidden sentries. Everyone is waiting for Brigadier Zhao." Your order has launched a general offensive."

"Okay, you can raise your troops for a thousand days and serve your country for a while. Only if you are not afraid of sacrifice can you win glory for your country. Resisting Japan and saving the country is a soldier's bounden duty. Our 29th Army is naturally no different. Today, I will work with my brothers to kill the Japanese and recapture Xifeng." mouth."

After the man finished speaking eloquently, he pulled out the big knife from his back, pointed forward, and shouted loudly: "Come on, kill the Japanese."

"Come on!"

Countless people roared and rushed forward from Wei Jichen. They all held grenades in their left hands and a large knife in their right hands.

Wei Jichen couldn't help but touch his back, hit the handle of the knife, and pulled it out with a click.

At the same time, he thought in his mind: Twenty-ninth Route Army, Xifengkou, Broadsword Team.

A series of words quickly combined in Wei Jichen's mind, and within a few seconds he came to the conclusion that he was now a soldier in the 29th Route Army's Sword Team, fighting against the Japs at Xifengkou.

Some people may not know much about the Broadsword Team, but they must be familiar with the majestic and impassioned "Broad Sword March", "The big sword cuts off the devil's head!"

The first thing this song sings about is the swordsman team of the 29th Army. During the Great Wall Resistance War, the swordsman team of the 29th Army defeated the Japanese army at Xifengkou. The Japanese newspaper exclaimed: "The reputation of the imperial army since the establishment of the army by Emperor Meiji has been completely lost." Outside Xifengkou, they suffered humiliation that had not been seen in sixty years. The prestige of victory and attack in the Japanese-Chinese, Japanese-Russian, and Japanese-German battles was all exploited by Song Zheyuan. "

Brigadier Zhao, could that be the anti-Japanese hero general Zhao Dengyu?

Boom, boom, the explosion of the grenade finally made Wei Jichen wake up. He looked around and saw that he was the only one left, slowing down and walking at the end. The other soldiers had already fought against the Japs.

"Kill!" Wei Jichen roared and rushed forward without hesitation.

Since the Japanese army invaded Northeast China, they have encountered little resistance. They sleep undressed at night, their security is lax, and they are extremely arrogant.

As soon as Wei Jichen rushed into the barracks, he saw the soldiers slashing with knives like vegetables. The sleepy little Japanese who had just woken up and had not yet figured out the situation were caught off guard and their heads moved.

"Happy!" One of the soldiers wiped the blood from his face and laughed loudly: "I, Hou Wanshan, will kill all the Japanese tonight."

When he turned around and saw the dumbfounded Wei Jichen, he couldn't help scolding him: "Why are you still standing there? There are more heads waiting for us to behead!"

After saying that, he turned around and rushed towards the door.

Wei Jichen had never seen bloody heads before, but this was the first time he had seen such many and bloody heads.

However, some people are born for the battlefield, and Wei Jichen, who has even eaten the flesh of little devils, will certainly not be frightened by this.

He rushed past Hou Wanshan like a gust of wind and shouted: "Squad Leader Hou, let's compete tonight to see who can kill more Japanese."

"You little bastard," Hou Wanshan couldn't help but cursed with contempt when he saw Wei Jichen rushing into the battle group, and rushed in unwilling to lag behind.

Fighting with Wei Jichen were the Japs who came to support after hearing the news. Wei Jichen was not good at using the sword at first, but when he saw the swordsman of the sword team, when he took out the sword, the blade drooped, the edge of the sword was facing him, he raised the sword, and the back of the sword knocked open the little Jaap rifle. , and at the same time, the blade drew an arc forward, just in time to cut the little devil's neck.

Countless little devils just covered their necks and died of grief, anger and shame.

Wei Jichen knew how to follow suit, and actual combat was his best teacher. He chopped, chopped, and then chopped again. The more Wei Jichen did it, the smoother he became, and the faster he learned the movements. He would often cut off the heads of the little devils before they could react. .

Because chopping and slashing were just one action, and Wei Jichen did it in one go, the little devil was hit before he could get back on guard.

The suffocation in Wei Jichen's heart was swept away. He was like a black and white man from hell, constantly asking for the little devil's life.

"Good boy, I really have you." Hou Wanshan gave a thumbs up and expressed admiration.

When Wei Jichen realized that there were no enemies in front of him, he stuck the knife on the ground and took a short rest.

Looking at the corpses of the little Japanese scattered around him, Wei Jichen smiled at Hou Wanshan.

"Squad Leader Hou, do you still dare to compete?" Wei Jichen drew out his knife and looked at the little devils who were rushing in one after another.

"Why don't I dare?" Hou Wanshan said proudly.

Wei Jichen didn't know how many little devils he had killed. He only felt that his knife was getting heavier and duller, while there were more and more little devils.

Hou Wanshan, who was still in the mood to joke with him just now, fell down somewhere. Wei Jichen felt that his steps were heavy and he didn't know when he would fall down.

Five little devils gathered around him at the same time.

Let's wrap things up here.

Wei Jichen shouted and struck at one of the little Japs first, while the other four little Japs raised their bayonets and stabbed Wei Jichen in the back like ghosts.

Wei Jichen's sword style was still young, so he changed his stance in the middle, half-kneeling on the ground to avoid the attack from behind. The sword in his hand changed from slashing to slashing horizontally, slashing the belly of the little devil in front of him.

The little devil screamed, and his intestines fell out from the wound.

Wei Jichen rolled on the spot, turned around and slashed at the calf of a kid behind him.

Seeing that the remaining three little Japs were frightened and their eyes were full of horror, they did not dare to attack again for a while, but slowly circled around Wei Jichen.

If you don’t dare come, I’ll go ahead.

Wei Jichen pointed at one of the Japanese.

When the Japanese saw this, he stabbed straight at him without hesitation. Wei Jichen struck with his knife, but he never expected that the sword would break into two pieces due to excessive use.

Seeing this, the other two Japs mustered up the courage to rush forward to help.

Wei Jichen threw away the big knife and advanced instead of retreating. He quickly grabbed the hands of the Japs in front and pulled hard to block the bayonet of the Japs behind him. At the same time, he kicked the third Japs in the face.

For a moment, Wei Jichen used his hands and feet to fight off the three Japs.

After grabbing the white blade with his bare hands and snatching the bayonet from the little Japanese, Wei Jichen pulled the Japanese behind his back and knocked him to the ground. The bayonet hit the little Japanese right in the heart.

The remaining two Japs were easier to deal with. Wei Jichen grabbed the broken blade and threw it back, ignoring the blood in his hands. He killed one of them, and then rolled in front of him with the stunned eyes of the last Japs.

Just as the little devil was about to reach for his sword, Wei Jichen took action first, grabbing his lower body and then twisting and pulling hard.

A scream echoed through the battlefield, and the little devil's lower body was bleeding, and he knelt down on the ground and couldn't help but tremble.

"Haha, it's really fun." Wei Jichen saw a little Japs rushing toward his soldiers with his mouth wide open. He couldn't help but raise the bloody object in his hand and threw it into the Japs' mouth.

Wei Jichen picked up the rifle on the ground and was about to continue killing when he heard Tinkerbell's charming voice.

"The time has come and the host has withdrawn from the battlefield."

In the blink of an eye, the battlefield in front of Wei Jichen, the brave and skilled members of the Blade Team, and the panicked little devils all turned into ashes and disappeared.

Wei Jichen found that he was just standing in the middle of the hall.

"How are you, are you having fun?" Seeing that Wei Jichen still had a ferocious expression on his face, Tinker Bell couldn't help but stretched out her little hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

After coming back to his senses, Wei Jichen put a smile on his face again, touched Tinker Bell's face, and said seriously: "Thank you, without your help, maybe I would have died on the real battlefield."

Tinkerbell blinked her beautiful eyes and said with a smile: "Then should you commit yourself to me?"

Wei Jichen smiled, waved goodbye and said, "I have no interest in little brats."

"Wait a minute, I will grow up." When Tinker Bell saw that Wei Jichen had disappeared and exited the system, she couldn't help but stamp her feet, then took a deep breath, and her chest grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Unfortunately, Wei Jichen, who had logged out of the system, could not see this scene. If he had seen it, he would probably suggest that Tinker Bell become a breast beauty expert.

Wei Jichen, who came out of the system, did not move around, but lay quietly, recalling everything on the battlefield just now.

The sword skills that are as traceless as an antelope hanging its horns, and the courageous momentum of the sword team, are worthy of learning for yourself and the army in your hands.

Four days have passed without realizing it. During these four days, there has been heavy snow outside. The snow has covered the entire Dagaoling. If you push it down with a kick, it can bury half of your calf.

Wei Jichen has been lying in bed these days, constantly taking turns learning spear skills and martial arts. After countless life and death battles, Wei Jichen is growing at a speed that he cannot see.

Li Yunfei, who came to see him every day, felt a little strange. The evil spirit on Zijie's body was getting stronger and stronger, and the smell of blood was getting heavier and heavier. He looked like a veteran who had fought on the battlefield for thousands of times.

In the past few days, except for some small-scale battles between spies, China and Japan have been peaceful and peaceful. However, Wei Jichen couldn't stand still. He felt that he needed to persuade Nie Shicheng to take the initiative instead of missing out here. Good opportunity.

Because the Chinese army set up its front line among the steep mountains of Dakaoling, it was difficult for the Japanese to attack in snowy conditions.

But the Japanese were different. They immediately saw Shangwen stationing his camp near the mouth of Caohe River.

The terrain there is flat, and the offensive and defensive sides are almost on the same level.

Behind Caohekou is Lianshanguan. If Nie Shicheng could persuade the Heilongjiang general Yiketang'a and Shoushan from Saimaji to send troops together with the rear to attack Lianshanguan behind the Japanese, they could cut off Tatsumi Naofumi's retreat and annihilate them all. Ten brigades are not impossible.