Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 203 The Captured Devil

The competition was waived, but at Chuanniao's suggestion, Xu San still showed off his swordsmanship.

It's still the knife drawing technique, but this time it's wood.

Perhaps because of using it once, Xu San can actually control his strength this time.

About [-]% to [-]% of the strength cut down a small tree.

After withdrawing the knife, the familiar feeling of powerlessness quickly swept through the whole body, but this time it was okay, not to the point where he couldn't move.

After reading it, Yajiro pondered for a while, "Mr. Edogawa didn't try his best this time."

Xu San nodded, "About [-]% of his skill was used. After all, it's not a duel, so it's not worth doing your best."

Even if Xu San let go, Yajiro felt that he still couldn't stop the flashing knife, because he could barely see the afterimage of the knife's light in his eyes.

Even if he only saw afterimages, he felt that he had benefited a lot. It would take at least a year or two to fully digest.

As for Chuanniao, he only saw Xu San withdrawing his knife.

Yajiro is the descendant of the Kendo family, and he has his own ideas about Xu San deliberately slowing down his sword.

He felt that Xu San did this because he felt guilty for hacking Yataro to death, so he wanted to give himself some pointers, otherwise how could such a superb martial art slow down so easily for people to watch.

Thinking of this, he straightened his clothes and bowed to Xu San: "Thank you Mr. Edogawa, I have benefited a lot from you."

"Uh, as long as you have something to gain." Xu San said lightly, he doesn't want to say more now, he has to seize the time to practice exercises to recover his physical strength.

Chuanniao on the other side was still in a daze, staring blankly at the severed sapling.

After a while, he let out a long breath, and at the same time sighed in his heart, this is the real swordsmanship, the swordsmanship he learned before is nothing compared to Xu San's sword just now.

Thinking back to Xu San's unrestrained killing intent before he drew his sword, Chuanniao still felt shuddering even now.

He wanted to be a teacher, a real teacher, but he was hesitating again, he was afraid that Xu San would not accept him.

As a native of Japan, he also knows the rules of some ancient schools. At least talent is necessary. He also has self-knowledge, knowing that his kendo talent is only average, and he is in his 40s, so it is impossible to learn from scratch. There is still a lot of work in the lab to preside over.

After much deliberation, Chuanniao still decided to make friends with Xu San first, so that even if he didn't become a teacher, he could let him teach him some tricks.

The dust is flying in the distance, and Sakurai is approaching here with a group of devils.Seeing this group of ghost soldiers, Chuanniao let go of his nervousness.

Not long after, Chuanniao took twelve devil soldiers and stood in front of Chuanniao to salute.

Next, more and more ghost soldiers appeared in this small abandoned village.

Cars, motorcycles, war horses, and even a small tank later.

Seeing this situation, Xu San bid farewell to Chuanniao and borrowed a jeep by the way.

Chuanniao was very generous, he agreed without making a fuss, and left a contact address for Xu San, and told Xu San that he could find Sakurai when he came here in a few days. Tang Yiya's people.

Xu San took a look, the address was in Jingang.
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Zheng Hu squatted on the ground and smoked his pipe, with a sad face, and glanced at the small courtyard not far away after every two puffs.

After smoking two packs of cigarettes, he finally saw Yao Guangyuan walking out of the yard, so he rushed to meet him, "How is the major general's injury?"

"After the operations of those two sergeants, I'm fine!"

He tapped the soot on the fence wall beside him, "Old Yao, do you think this female major general is too young? I think she is only 25 or [-] years old."

Yao Guangyuan's complexion was not good, because the female major general she caught was too young and too good-looking, and even the two sergeants who were captured with him were also very handsome.

The combination of handsome men and beautiful women even made Yao Guangyuan think that the captives he caught belonged to the Devil Art Troupe.

But after thinking about it, the devils don't seem to have the establishment of an art troupe.

Language barrier, unable to communicate!So it is still impossible to confirm the identities of the three captured.

Not only was he unable to communicate, but the female major general suddenly vomited blood early today, and then fell into a coma.

As veterans, Zheng Hu and Yao Guangyuan certainly knew that this was a serious internal injury, but for the guerrillas who lacked medical care and medicine, this kind of injury was basically incurable.

Fortunately, the two sergeants who were traveling with him carried surgical tools and were able to perform surgery.

Therefore, Zheng Hu immediately arranged for surgery.

It's just that Zheng Hu was a little surprised why the two sergeants carried surgical tools, but now is not the time to consider these details, because if the operation is not performed in time, the female major general may die.

The operation took two hours, and the process was also carried out under the supervision of Yao Guangyuan.

The operation was over, the female major general's life was saved, and Zheng Hu was relieved, now patiently waiting for the special commissioner to accept the prisoners.

Yao Guangyuan took out a pack of cigarettes and asked Zheng Hu to borrow a fire, "Are you also suspecting that the little one is fake?"

"Ok!"

Yao Guangyuan let out a puff of smoke, "It's all my fault, I didn't chase the other motorcycle that ran away."

"Don't rush to admit your mistake, maybe you didn't catch it wrong."

"A major general in his 20s, no one will believe what he says."

"I believe it!" Zheng Hu laughed, but the smile was a little ugly.

"How about the casualties, brothers?"

"Sixty-seven people were sacrificed, and about a hundred were injured." After Zheng Hu finished speaking, a sparkle flashed in his eyes, and then he wiped it with his sleeve, "The wind is blowing."

"Yeah, it's windy! There's been quite a commotion this time. The Devils have mobilized two alliances to seal off the surrounding areas of Chase, and they probably won't be able to go back soon."

"What? Is Chase busy?"

Yao Guangyuan took a deep puff of his cigarette, and then said, "I'm worried about those children, I'm afraid that something will happen to them."

"You should trust them. Without your leadership, they can do their jobs well. If you can't go back, you can fight guerrillas with me outside for a few days. I think you are better at fighting than intelligence."

Yao Guangyuan took another deep puff of the cigarette, and poked the remaining pods out on the ground, "Okay, you can report to the superior, and if the superior agrees, I will fight guerrilla with you."

Two sergeants came out of the house and started boiling water to sterilize the used surgical tools in a cauldron in the yard.

They were busy for a while, and then one of them walked up to Yao Guangyuan's side and started gesticulating, and then chattered loudly.

Yao Guangyuan didn't understand either, but after a lot of trouble, he finally understood what the devil meant, so he turned to Zheng Hu and said, "Old Zheng, these two devils said they can treat the wounded, let's treat the seriously wounded first. Concentrate."

"Fuck, why didn't he say it earlier." As he spoke, he gathered the wounded as if in a hurry.

　The next chapter jumps straight away.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)