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A few seconds later, Wei Jichen opened his eyes, but what he saw was still darkness, and he could only see the road slightly by 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 devil's barracks." A strong hand grabbed Wei Jichen before he fell down.

Wei Jichen looked carefully, and saw that the man was wearing a Republic of China military uniform, with a machete pinned to his back.

Wei Jichen was about to express his thanks when someone ran up to him and muttered in a low voice, "Brigade Commander Zhao, the devil's barracks is ahead, and the soldiers who explored the way ahead have already solved the devil's secret whistle. Everyone is waiting for Brigadier Zhao." Your order has launched a general attack."

"Okay, raise soldiers for a thousand days and serve the country for a while. Only if you are not afraid of sacrifice can you win glory for the country. It is the bounden duty of a soldier to resist the Japanese and save the country. Of course, our 29th Army is no different. Today, I will work with all the brothers to kill the devils and take back Xifengkou. "

The man finished talking loudly, pulled out a big knife from his back, pointed forward, and shouted loudly: "Come on, kill the devil."

"Go on!"

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

Wei Jichen involuntarily touched his back, hit the handle of the knife, and pulled it out with a click.

At the same time, I thought in my heart: 29th Route Army, Xifengkou, Broadsword Team.

A series of words were quickly combined in Wei Jichen's mind, and he came to a conclusion in a few seconds. Now his identity is a soldier in the 29th Route Army's Broadsword Team, and he is fighting against the little devil at Xifengkou.

Some people may not be very familiar with the Broadsword Team, but they must be familiar with the mighty, majestic and impassioned "March of the Broadswords" "Big Swords Cut off the Devil's Head!"

This song first praised the Broadsword Squadron of the 29th Army. During the Great Wall War, the Broadsword Squadron of the 29th Army defeated the Japanese army at the entrance of Xifeng, causing Japanese newspapers to exclaim: "The reputation of the imperial army since the establishment of the army by Emperor Meiji has been lost outside the entrance of Xifeng." , and suffered unprecedented insults in the past 60 years, the prestige of victory and capture in the previous battles of Japan, Japan and Russia, and Japan and Germany were all exploited by Song Zheyuan."

Brigadier Zhao, could it be that the one just now was the anti-Japanese hero general Zhao Dengyu.

Boom, boom, the explosion of the grenade finally woke Wei Jichen up. Looking around, he saw that he was the only one left walking slowly at the end, and the other soldiers had already fought the little devil.

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

Since the Japanese army invaded and occupied the Northeast, they have encountered little resistance. They usually take off their clothes and sleep at night, their security is lax, and they are extremely arrogant.

As soon as Wei Jichen rushed into the barracks, he saw all the soldiers slashing with knives like chopping vegetables. The little devils who had just woken up with sleepy eyes and hadn't figured out the situation were caught off guard one by one, and their heads moved one after another.

"Happy!" One of the soldiers wiped the blood off his face and laughed loudly, "Lao Tzu Hou Wanshan will slaughter all the Japanese tonight."

When he turned around and saw the stupid Wei Jichen, he couldn't help reprimanding him: "Why are you still standing there, there are more heads waiting for us to chop off!"

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

It's not that Wei Jichen has never seen bloody heads, but it's the first time he's seen so many and bloody heads.

However, some people are born to belong to the battlefield. Of course, Wei Jichen, who has even eaten the meat of little devils, will not be frightened by these.

He rushed past Hou Wanshan like a gust of wind, and shouted: "Squad Leader Hou, let's compete tonight, who kills more devils."

"You little bastard," Hou Wanshan saw that Wei Jichen had rushed into the battle group, he couldn't help but cursed contemptuously, and rushed in unwilling to be outdone.

Fighting with Wei Jichen was the devil who heard the news and came to support him. Wei Jichen was not good at using knives at first, but he saw that when the soldiers of the big sword team drew their knives, the blade drooped, and the edge of the knife was facing him. , and at the same time the blade draws an arc forward, just cutting the little devil's neck.

Countless little devils clutched their necks like this, died of grief, anger and shame.

Wei Jichen followed suit, and actual combat was his best teacher. He hacked, hacked, and hacked again. The smoother Wei Jichen practiced, the faster he learned the movements. He often cut off the heads of the little devils before they were too old to react. .

Because chopping and slashing were just one movement, Wei Jichen did it in one go, and the little devil was caught before he could return to his defense.

The sullenness in Wei Jichen's heart was swept away, he was like the black and white impermanence from hell, constantly demanding the life of the little devil.

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

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

Looking at the corpses of little devils lying around beside him, Wei Jichen smiled at Hou Wanshan.

"Squad Leader Hou, do you still dare to compete?" Wei Jichen drew out his knife and aimed his eyes at the little devils who kept rushing in.

"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, and there were more and more little devils.

Hou Wanshan, who was still in the mood to chat and laugh with him just now, had fallen down somewhere, and Wei Jichen felt that his footsteps were heavy, and he would fall down at some point.

Five little devils surrounded him at the same time.

Let's just wrap it up here.

With a loud cry, Wei Jichen slashed at one little devil first, while the other four little devils stabbed Wei Jichen's back with their bayonets at the same time like ghosts.

Wei Jichen's saber style was not old enough, so he changed his move midway, half-kneeling on the ground, dodging the attack from behind, and changed the big knife in his hand to a horizontal slash, cutting through the belly of the little devil in front.

The little devil screamed, and his intestines fell out of 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 devils were frightened, their eyes were full of horror, and they didn't dare to attack again for a while, but slowly circled around Wei Jichen.

You dare not come, I come on.

Wei Jichen yelled at one of the devils.

Seeing this, the devil came forward without hesitation. Wei Jichen knocked with the knife, but never thought that with a clang and bang, the sword was overused and turned into two pieces.

Seeing this, the other two devils plucked up their courage and rushed forward to help.

Wei Jichen dropped the big knife, instead of retreating, he quickly grabbed the hands of the devil in front, and then pulled hard to block the bayonet of a devil behind him. At the same time, he kicked toward the face of devil No.3.

All of a sudden, Wei Jichen fought the three devils with both hands and feet.

After snatching the white blade with his bare hands and snatching the little devil's bayonet, Wei Jichen pulled the devil on his back and bumped him to the ground, the bayonet hit the little devil's heart.

The remaining two devils were easier to deal with. Wei Jichen grabbed the broken blade, ignored the blood in his hand, and threw it backwards, finishing one of them. Then, under the astonished eyes of the last devil, he rolled in front of him.

Just as the little devil was about to take out his knife, Wei Jichen had already made the move first, grabbed his lower gear, and then twisted and pulled hard.

A scream resounded across the battlefield, blood flowed from the lower body of the little devil, and he knelt down on the ground with his body bowed and trembling.

"Haha, it's really fun." Wei Jichen saw a little devil rushing towards his soldiers with his mouth wide open, he couldn't help raising the bloody object in his hand, and threw it into the devil's mouth.

Wei Jichen picked up the rifle on the ground and was about to continue killing, when Tinker Bell's charming voice came from his ear.

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

In the blink of an eye, the battlefield before Wei Jichen's eyes, the brave members of the Broadsword Team, and the panicked little devils all turned into ashes and disappeared.

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

"How's it going, did you enjoy the game?" Seeing that Wei Jichen still had a fierce expression on his face, Little Dingdang couldn't help stretching out his little hand and waving it in front of his eyes.

Wei Jichen, who came back to his senses, put a smile on his face again, touched Ding Dong's face, and said solemnly: "Thank you, without your help, maybe I would have died on the real battlefield long ago."

Little Ding Dong blinked her beautiful eyes, and said with a smile: "Then should you agree with me?"

Wei Jichen smiled, waved goodbye and said, "I'm not interested in brats."

"Wait a minute, they will grow up." Little Dingdang saw that Wei Jichen had disappeared and exited the system, he couldn't help stomping his feet, then took a deep breath, and his chest grew rapidly visible to the naked eye.

It's a pity that Wei Jichen, who has quit the system, won't be able to see this scene. If he saw it, he would probably suggest Dingdang to become a breast beautification expert.

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

The untraceable sword technique like an antelope's horns, and the courageous momentum of the big sword team are worth learning for myself and the army in my hands.

Four days passed without knowing it. During these four days, there has been heavy snowfall outside, and the snow has covered the entire Great High Ridge. If you poke it down, you can bury half of your calf.

Wei Jichen has been lying on the bed for the past few days, constantly taking turns learning spear and martial arts. After countless life-and-death struggles, Wei Jichen is growing at a speed that he can't see.

Li Yunfei, who came to see him every day, felt a little strange, why the evil spirit on Zijie's body was getting stronger and stronger, and the smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger, like an old soldier who had fought thousands of times on the battlefield

In the past few days, except for some small-scale battles between the spies, China and Japan have been quiet and peaceful, but Wei Jichen can't stay still. He feels that it is necessary for him to persuade Nie Shicheng to take the initiative instead of missing out here. opportunity.

Because the Chinese army set up the battle line among the mountains and mountains of Dagaolin, it was not easy for the Japanese to attack in snowy weather.

But the Japanese were different. Lijian Shangwen stationed his camp in the Caohekou area.

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

Behind the Caohekou is the Lianshan Pass. If Nie Shicheng can persuade the Heilongjiang general Yi Ketanga of Saimaji to send troops together with Shoushan to attack the Lianshan Pass behind the Japanese, he will cut off Lijian Shangwen's retreat route and wipe out the No. Ten brigades are not out of the question.