Anti-Japanese Violent Army

Chapter 555 Kill All
What will happen to the little devil who lost his morale? Obviously, at this moment, the blood rain on the battlefield is getting more and more intense.

"mom!"

"what!"

"..."

At this moment, these little devils could no longer bear the scene of the head falling to the ground, they all threw away the [-] caps in their hands, turned around and ran away!

If they can't resist head-on, let alone run away.

"Ha ha!"

"kill!"

"happy!"

For the little devils who escaped, Yang Jian and the soldiers of the Sharp Knife Battalion behind him were even more merciless.

The little devils turned their heads and ran away, but none of the soldiers of the Sharp Knife Battalion didn't practice hard, and which one didn't increase the amount of training for themselves every day.

Not to mention bragging, the current warriors of the Wolf Warriors are definitely the most powerful fighters of this period.

As long as they are armed with the best equipment, then they are the most powerful legion.

Even if they don't equip them with the best equipment, they can still kill little devils and beasts.

Therefore, at the moment when these little devils escaped, Yang Jian and the soldiers of the Sharp Knife Battalion were completely aroused with their ferocity.

"puff!"

"..."

Heads fly up, pillars of blood soar into the sky, and rain of blood falls!
At this moment, a beautiful scene completely appeared on the little devil's position.

On the headless neck, the gushing column of blood, like a fountain, dotted this exciting scene.

There were headless corpses, and while they were running, the blood column still shot up into the sky.

"what!"

"Bagga!"

"what!"

Miyamoto Yu and Zhongzuo, who fell to the side, saw the scene in front of them, and their canthus cracked.

He couldn't believe that the invincible imperial warriors who had always been invincible on the Chinese battlefield had no power to resist when facing the Chinese army, and were brutally slaughtered like this.

Looking at the imperial warriors in the hands of the Chinese people, Yu Miyamoto and Zhong Zuo, who were like killing chickens, felt their worldview collapsed.

The Chinese have such powerful soldiers. Is there any hope for their Great Japanese Empire?

"Wolf Warriors, is this the Wolf Warriors!"

At this time, Miyamoto Yu and Zhongzuo finally remembered what Samu Shaomura had said to him when he received the order before, and this time they were facing the Wolf Warriors.

Before, he still didn't believe that a mere wolf warrior group could completely maim Gaoping's imperial elite, Yingsen United.

Until now when he saw the scene in front of him, he believed it, he completely believed it.

Facing such Chinese soldiers like tigers and wolves, their warriors of the Great Japanese Empire, it is possible to be undefeated.

Now, a thought has arisen in Miyamoto Yuhe Zhongzuo's mind, the Wolf Warriors in front of him will be the biggest threat to their invasion of China by the Japanese Empire.

"kill!"

"happy!"

"..."

The god of war is roaring, and the enemy is howling.

The dirty blood of the enemy has built a high platform of glory for the God of War!

"Pfft!"

The little devil in front of Yang Jian was cut in half by him with a single knife, blood spattered, and the dark red blood on the body seemed to be gushing out like a fountain.

The death of this little devil represented the end of this battle, and the little devils on the position were completely wiped out.

Corpses littered the field, and the ground above the position had been completely stained red, and the headless corpse that fell on the ground was still bleeding bright red.

Yang Jian and the soldiers were covered in blood, and the blood of the devils completely stained their battle robes red.

One by one, the red blood men stood on the battlefield, the god of war came to the world, and the devils bowed their heads.

"Haha, woohoo, hehe!"

"what!"

At this time, Miyamoto Yu and Zhong Zuo who were beside him seemed to be crazy.

He knelt on the ground, facing the headless corpse of the little devil in front of him, his eyes were dull.

After the madness, comes peace.

"tread!"

"tread!"

"tread!"

Yang Jian was covered in blood, his eyes were red, and he was intent on killing. Holding the machete that was still dripping with blood, he came to Miyamoto Yu and Zhongzuo step by step.

"Lieutenant, hehe!"

Yang Jian looked at Miyamoto Yu and Zhong Zuo in front of him, and sneered, his eyes full of playfulness.

Similarly, after seeing Gong Benyu and the Zhongzuo, Yang Jian still had a hint of excitement in his heart. He had never killed the Zhongzuo before.

"Chinese people, haha, the sick man of East Asia"

At this moment, Miyamoto Yu and Zhongzuo, who were kneeling on the ground, shouted frantically again.

He didn't believe what was happening in front of him. The stimulation of the bloody scene in front of him, combined with his own thoughts, combined with the shock made his psychology completely unbearable.

He looks like a madman, he is no different from a real madman now.

"Sick man of East Asia, hmph, I will let you little devils and bastards know who the real sick man is. You little devils are like chickens in my hands. Kill them!"

Hearing the words "Sick Man of East Asia", Yang Jian's body once again erupted with violent murderous aura. After a loud roar, Yang Jian raised the blood-dropping machete in his hand again, and slashed at Gong Benyu and Zhong Zuo fiercely.

"Well, ah!"

Miyamoto Yu and Zhong Zuo, who were originally crazy, finally showed fear on their faces when they saw the gleaming machete with a blush.

However, the result is doomed.

"Pfft!"

Under the infusion of Yang Jian's powerful strength, Gong Benyu and Zhongzuo were split vertically from the top of their heads by Yang Jian's machete.

Immediately afterwards, the two halves of the corpse fell sideways.

"Whoa!"

"Humph!"

Looking at the little devil who was split in half, Miyamoto Yu and Zhong Zuo, Yang Jian snorted coldly, turned and left.

Before, Yang Jian felt a bit of excitement about killing a lieutenant officer, but after killing him, Yang Jian found that the feeling of killing a devil's lieutenant officer was no different from the feeling of killing a little devil soldier.

The extra is just a military rank. In the final analysis, all the little devils are just beasts!

"Clean up the battlefield!"

Looking at the blood-red soldiers standing there, Yang Jian roared and gave the order to clean up the battlefield.

"Yes!"

After the soldiers responded neatly, they began to get busy.

"Zhang Shun, Zhao Qiang, Yang Xiao, the three of you will follow me to the county seat."

Looking at the three people in Zhang Village not far away, Yang Jian said loudly again.

Hearing Yang Jian's order, Zhang Shun, Zhao Qiang, and Yang Xiao immediately walked towards Yang Jian.

"Come on, you follow me to the county seat, go to the head of the regiment, and discuss the next plan."

Looking at Zhang Shun and the three who came in front of him, Yang Jiandao.

(End of this chapter)