I rise from the sword

Chapter 273 Final decisive battle 5, hand-to-hand combat!

The screen is pulled back to Jiaocheng Mountain.

Finally, under the attack of the Japanese army regardless of the cost, the fourth line of the Zhongrui Regiment was breached.

Thousands of little devils immediately rushed up from various breakthroughs like mad dogs, shouting onboard slogans.

At the critical moment, Zhao Yuting and Wen Peng also led the artillery battalion and the supply battalion to support them.

Although the officers and soldiers of these two battalions are not field infantry, they have never slackened in their usual training. As supplies and artillery, they often need to move supplies, artillery, shells, etc.

These are all extremely labor-intensive tasks. If you don't have a lot of strength, can you do such a job well?

the answer is negative.

Moreover, they have trained a lot in the usual routine military training, especially hand-to-hand stabbing.

With their joining, the situation eased a lot.

At this time, Yang Lin had already turned into a blood man, with blood all over his face and body, and he didn't know whether it was the little devil's or his own, or both.

"Be bold and be careful!"

Niu Bold was originally the company commander of the guard company, responsible for guarding Yang Lin's safety, but now he has become the object of Yang Lin's protection.

Seeing that Niu boldly was besieged by several little devils, one of them was planning to attack him from the flank.

Without even thinking about it, Yang Lin shot the saber in his hand.

"call out!"

With the blessing of the perfect-level anti-rape flying knife skill, the saber was like a tracker, and it shot at the back of this little devil with incomparable precision, penetrated his body, and came out from his chest.

"Ugh!"

The huge inertia of the saber brought the little devil forward a few steps, then staggered and fell to the ground.

"Ba Ga! He is Yang Lin, the head of the elite regiment of the Chinese Army, kill him quickly!"

A ghost second lieutenant recognized Yang Lin's identity through his military rank, and after a loud drink, he raised his knife and rushed towards Yang Lin, pointing the blade at Yang Lin's side.

He has seen Yang Lin's stabbing technique before, it's quite powerful!
At this moment, the ghost second lieutenant was not blinded by the great military exploits in killing Yang Lin, but because the saber in Yang Lin's hand had already been thrown.

Therefore, in his opinion, the current Yang Lin is a toothless tiger, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

It is also the best chance to kill him.

This is simply a great military feat of walking!

"If you want to kill me, you can come and try!"

Yang Lin heard the bad wind coming from his side, and with his extremely rich combat experience, he turned slightly to one side and avoided the seemingly fatal blow.

Immediately, before the ghost second lieutenant could react from his astonishment, Yang Lin's right hand slammed and pinched the opponent's neck, and then exerted more force.

Hearing the sound of "click", the second lieutenant lost his life force, and the saber in his hand fell to the ground.

"idiot!"

"You are dying!"

Almost at the same moment, two more devil soldiers rushed towards Yang Lin with their bayonets straight.

Yang Lin slammed his right arm hard, and threw the second lieutenant in his hand like throwing garbage.

"Pfft!"

The two ghost soldiers probably didn't expect that Yang Lin's strength was so great that the corpse weighing more than 100 kilograms was almost like a puppy in his hands.

The ghost soldiers on the right had no time to dodge, the tip of the knife directly pierced into the second lieutenant's body, not even entering.

When the two little devils were in a daze, Yang Lin's right hand moved forward like lightning, and grabbed the tip of the devil soldier's rifle on the left.

Then with another sharp force, the rifle was released from the ghost soldier's hand.

Yang Lin took another swing!
Hearing the crisp sound of "bang", the helmet on the devil soldier's head was dented.

When he received it, streaks of blood, like streams, flowed out from under the brim of the Devil Soldier's hat, quickly staining his entire face red.

Yang Lin couldn't even look at the devil soldier, so he swung the butt of his gun again and smashed it on the head of another devil soldier.

"Ugh!"

Then the devil soldier just took the bayonet out of his officer's body, and before he had time to dodge, he took a solid hit, and then went to get a box of lunch to meet their shit emperor.

Then, Yang Lin threw the rifle in his hand upwards, changing the direction of the rifle, the butt of the rifle was in his hand, and the tip of the rifle was facing outward.

Another pick on the ground, the second lieutenant's saber that fell on the ground flew up.

Yang Lin dropped the rifle in his hand and replaced it with a saber.

It is worth mentioning that for ordinary soldiers, it is actually better to use a bayonet than a saber.

After all, one inch is long and one inch is strong, this is the experience summed up by our ancestors.

But compared to Lian Jiazi, the saber is more suitable.

Because it is lighter, more flexible, and less labor-saving, it can naturally greatly improve the efficiency of killing enemies.

……

In the chaotic army, Yang Lin held a Japanese-style saber and used his perfect close-handed saber technique to go all out. Wherever he passed, he killed the devil soldiers and gave them heads one after another.

It's like the rebirth of the god of war!

After killing more than 20 devil soldiers in a row, Yang Lin ran into a devil Shao Zuo who also killed several officers and soldiers of the Zhongrui regiment.

Both of them intentionally got close to each other, wanting to kill the threatening officer of the other side, so as to reduce the losses of their own soldiers.

Therefore, if you don't talk to each other when you meet, it's a desperate shopping.

At this time, the blood had already soaked Yang Lin's collar and epaulets red, so the devil did not recognize Yang Lin's identity.

"Humble Chinese people, die!" The devil Shao Zuo shouted, holding a knife in both hands and slashing at Yang Lin head-on.

He didn't expect Yang Lin to be able to understand. He only saw Yang Lin holding a knife with one hand, easily swinging away the saber hacked by the devil Shao Zuoli, and then cursed back in Japanese: "Oriental bastard! Talk about hand-to-hand combat, We Chinese are your ancestors! Uncle, I will show you today, the Chinese soldiers are amazing!"

Major Guizi didn't expect Yang Lin to speak Japanese, and he spoke it so well.

He was obviously taken aback, and then flew into a rage: "Bagaya Road! Damn Chinese people! How dare you insult my Great Japanese Empire, I will kill you alive!"

In a panic, the devil Shao Zuo swung his knife and slashed at Yang Lin again!

Yang Lin sneered and said, "It's up to you? Sir, I'll let you have one hand!" After speaking, Yang Lin held a knife in both hands, and rushed towards the opponent's blade!
This time, he didn't give Shao Zuo the devil a chance to pester him too much.

Because the troops on both sides are fighting fiercely, soldiers may sacrifice and die at any moment.

Yang Lin didn't want to delay any longer.

During the charge, he exerted all his strength with both hands, and only heard the crisp sound of "Dang". The devil Shao Zuo didn't feel like he was chopping on the blade, but more like chopping on a speeding locomotive, shaking his arms. There was a burst of numbness, and the saber in his hand flew out uncontrollably.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!
Yang Lin bullied himself again, stabbing towards the devil Shao Zuo in front of him.

Puff!The sharp saber pierced the Devil Major's chest easily, and the bloody tip of the knife pierced through his back.

"Baga, you don't talk about martial arts, didn't you agree to let me have one hand..."

Major Guizi opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't restrain a mouthful of blood from spurting out.

While Yang Lin drew back his saber, he kicked out with his right foot.

Guizi Shaozuo felt like a bag of garbage hit by a speeding locomotive again, uncontrollably flew backwards two or three meters, and then fell heavily on the ground, lifeless.

Yang Lin snorted coldly and said, "Little devil, remember! The one who took your life was Yang Lin, the colonel commander of the first elite regiment of the Chinese National Revolutionary Army! Oriental garbage is vulnerable!"

"Nonsence!"

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(End of this chapter)