Killing the Japanese? Gao Quan nodded in a daze. He used too much force just now, and the wooden buttstock of the rifle in his hand had already been slashed. Gao Quan grabbed the position of the bolt in the middle of the rifle, and held the gun behind him and stabbed the hand.

Another Japanese rushed over. Gao Quan waved half of the rifle and fought with the Japanese for two rounds. He suddenly raised his foot and kicked the Japanese in the chest. The Japanese fell out with a "thump" like a wooden stake.

Gao Quan was hesitating whether he had gone to repair a bayonet like Wang Dazhu just now. A soldier in blue clothes staggered back and tripped on the Japanese who was hit by Gao Quan. The big blade in his hand fell to the side, and the soldier never got up again. Gao Quan was not good at it. When he saw the big knife, his eyes lit up. He took two steps to step over, first kicking the Japanese's neck, making this guy unable to get up all night, and then bent down to grab the big knife.

The steel knife was heavy and cold. There was only the remaining heat left on the handle. There was a large piece of blood on the knife, and the smell of blood was scented. Obviously, the soldier had just used this sword to kill the Japanese. Gao Quan held the sword, observed the surroundings with his eyes, and his mind quickly calmed down. It seemed that he had traveled through time like countless novels said! As a member of the young man, it was inevitable to read some online novels. Those bloody time travel dramas actually happened to him. Looking around, these people were obviously fighting against the Japanese. He actually came to the Anti-Japanese War period and traveled to the battlefield of the Anti-Japanese War! Well, since that's the case, I'll have a good time to kill Japanese!

Gao Quan is the most outstanding officer among the scouts and has learned countless examples of war history. Among them, the famous battles in the War of Resistance Against Japan are definitely a must-learn course, and it is inevitable to be exposed to the extremely unpleasant thing about the Nanjing Massacre. Whenever I think of this history, Gao Quan feels so overwhelmed in his heart. He deeply hates that he was not born in that era and could not kill a few Japanese devils with his own hands. Now he is sure that he has really come to this era. In addition to the initial surprise, Gao Quan felt a little ecstatic after he came back to his senses! No matter how good the soldiers in peacetime practice, they always feel that heroes are useless. Now they are back in the war era and back in the Anti-Japanese era. They can fight for the motherland for granted, and they can kill Japanese devils reasonably and legally! As an excellent soldier, he was trembling slightly excited at this moment.

"Ah!" A loud shout woke Gao Quan from his extreme excitement. He looked up and saw that Wang Dazhu was surrounded by three Japanese soldiers. He was blocking left and right with the big knife in his hand, and he was a little busy. The shout just now was made by Wang Dazhu, and I don't know if this cool guy had the lottery.

Gao Quan pushed the knife and rushed forward. He raised his legs and kicked him straight, and a Japanese man rolled out in front of him; he slashed his sword and slashed him diagonally, and a Japanese man was slashed to the ground; he closed his abdomen to avoid the piercing bayonet, hit the opponent's face with one elbow, and cleared Wang Dazhu cleanly.

This time Wang Dazhu stopped praising him. The two looked at each other, nodded each other, and each swung their swords into the crowd.

It can be seen that most of the soldiers of the Second Division of Temporary Division had two tricks. The big blades in their hands could play two tricks, and the short guns in their hands helped from time to time, causing considerable damage to the Japanese. Gao Quan's joining made Wang Dazhu more convenient for fighting. As long as he was surrounded by a few Japanese, Gao Quan would definitely come to help in the shortest time. If Gao Quan had a place to take care of, Wang Dazhu would definitely come to help, and the two cooperated well.

Gao Quan became more and more excited as he fought, and shouted "Kill!" The head of a Japanese man on the opposite side flew into the sky. A cold wind blew behind him, and Gao Quan twisted his body and dodged, and the gunshot sounded. A Japanese man rushed over from behind with his gun and ran diagonally with his gun for two steps, falling to the ground. Wang Dazhu inserted his short gun onto his belt, swung his big blade and continued to fight with the Japanese.

Gao Quan checked the number and said that the one was the sixth one just now. But when he was chopped up, he was too close to him. The Japanese blood sprayed his head and face, and wiped his sleeves on his face. When he looked down, his whole body was stained with blood. It was okay, and he couldn't tell the color of his clothes. He just used a big knife in his hand to indicate that he was not a Japanese.

Happy! Enjoy! Gao Quan only feels endless energy in his body, his mind is highly clear, and every detail of his move is under his absolute control. He can fully play his tactical movements, and every move and every move can play his best level. It seems that this battlefield for killing the Japanese is really suitable for him!

The 29th Army soldiers in blue were constantly running past, and the Japanese were also trying their best to fight back. During the battle, Gao Quan could also find that these Japanese were obviously out of shape. According to the history of the war, the Japanese's hand-to-hand combat ability was excellent, and we generally did not have the upper hand. Today, this battle could be fought, except for the big sword in the hands of the soldiers of the 29th Army who were a little cheaper, maybe this battle was a sneak attack? There was relatively fewer gunfire sounds on the battlefield, and there was no sound of cannons. The Japanese's weapon advantage was not at all. No wonder now it seems that the soldiers of the 29th Army had the upper hand.

A combat team composed of five or six soldiers rushed back and forth among the Japanese group, slowly approaching Gao Quan and Wang Dazhu.

"Big Pillar!" One of the five or six people suddenly shouted here, his voice loudly.

"Battery Commander!" Wang Dazhu held the bayonet that the Japanese stabbed over and shouted at the other side. A Japanese next to him was fighting Gao Quan, and suddenly found that Wang Dazhu was distracted. He suddenly turned his body, turned the bayonet and stabbed Wang Dazhu.

Gao Quan cut the Japanese into two pieces with a knife from behind, but the Japanese bayonet still cut a hole in Wang Dazhu's arm.

"Dazhu, how about it?" The battalion commander came over and held Wang Dazhu's arm. Wang Dazhu grinned, "It's okay, Wang Dazhu is rough and thick-skinned, it's okay." Seeing his words, it seemed like it was really okay. The battalion commander didn't care about that much, he reached out to take out a gauze from his arms and tied it to Wang Dazhu.

"Dazhu, this brother is so tight, who is it?" The battalion commander took the time to ask Wang Dazhu. Although Gao Quan was covered in blood, he could still tell whether this outfit was the military uniform of the 19th Army.

"This is what I encountered on the battlefield. I killed a lot of Japanese devils with me and were very powerful. I agreed to him and let him join our 19th Army. The battalion commander, let him be in our camp." Wang Dazhu did not consider the wound on his arm, but first said good things to Gao Quan.

"I am Wang Hechun, the battalion commander of the 29th Army's temporary second division. What do you call me brother?" After introducing himself, Battalion Commander Wang immediately began to ask about Gao Quan's situation.

"My name is Gao Quan." Gao Quan did not intend to explain his situation in detail, and he couldn't explain it clearly. Since he was on the battlefield, let's kill the Japanese. There was nothing else to say.
Chapter completed!