The torch held by the Japanese infantry, who had completely entered the death mode, fell downwards!

However, before it fell to the ground, it was quietly caught by a palm and then stuffed it into the weak hand.

Marionettes have no right to refuse!

Then, heavy footsteps sounded.

Of course it will be heavy, because it is the footsteps caused by the weight of the two people, not the Japanese standard cowhide boots inlaid with iron nails.

Mingxin is tall, but in fact she is not tall, only about 1.7 meters tall, but she is half a head taller than the Japanese in front of her. Even if the Japanese army wears a steel helmet, she cannot completely block Mingxin behind him, so he can only stand in the air!

The two feet are five or six centimeters away from the ground, which is much awesome than the zombies that can only jump and walk in Chinese legend.

All this is based on Ming Xin's jaw-dropping power. He actually pinched the Japanese army's cervical spine with one hand, and his powerful arm strength supported hundreds of pounds of corpse hanging several centimeters in the air. Only in this way can he completely block Ming Xin behind him.

This kind of sight does not require a long time to block it, perhaps only one second is enough.

The Japanese Private who had not received the cigarette before, had the cigarette roll dropped to the ground, just found the cigarette in the light of a torch. As soon as he looked up, he saw a veteran one meter away walking towards him.

However, in the dim fire, not only his body looked extremely strange, but his face was also a little weird.

He even saw a black thing on the veteran's forehead, and a strange liquid was flowing downwards.

Is this the head hurting?

"Kanmu Jun..." The Japanese Private instinctively wanted to remind the veteran.

Then he saw the veteran rushing towards him.

What do you want to do? There was no time to consider the reason. Out of respect for the veteran, the second-class private's first thought was to stretch his arms out.

It is not to welcome good friends, but as a recruit, he cannot let his senior fall like this! The Japanese army's strict hierarchy concept made the most correct choice.

A strong stench mixed with bloody smell rushed into his nose!

Then, he died.

At that moment of terror, the army spear suddenly pulled out of the heads of the Japanese infantry corpses and stabbed into his big mouth that was about to shout loudly.

The cold military spike knocked off his front teeth, poked the tongue that had not yet trembled and made a sound, and then passed through the gum and penetrated the back of his brain.

His body suddenly collapsed, and his hands held him and the corpse that had already begun to be cold in his arms. He carefully placed the two Japanese soldiers who were dead and who were not dead yet and gently placed them in the dark corner of the corner of the wall, allowing them to continue to embrace each other intimately, then pulled out the military spear, wiped them clean on the yellow military uniform of the Japanese soldiers and left.

The smell of blood is too strong and may stimulate the olfactory cells of the next attacked person.

Although this is only Ming Xin's first assassination, it is obvious that the little Taoist priest with strong psychological qualities is better than most people in this world.

Not only are he ruthless in his actions, but he is also extremely calm!

The brainwashing education of the Taoist temple that protects China for thousands of years is really excellent. Such a strong soldier may never appear again.

The soldiers of the Four Lines Regiment should be very glad that they had met such a comrade-in-arms, but the Japanese probably belonged to the unfortunate and unlucky child.

But this is completely self-inflicted. If you want to be a robber, you will have the awareness of being killed at any time!

The Japanese Private, whose brain nerves were not completely dead, was like a fish that was not completely dead by willow leaves. His body twisted violently to flap, but the senior in his arms pressed him like a boat-pressing stone, and only two feet in cowhide were twitching, making some "puff" sounds on the ground.

Obviously, this little noise was not enough to attract the attention of the two Japanese soldiers who were a little upset by the decay smell emitted from the incense candles and broken wooden boxes in the house.

Of course, the crying of Chinese civilians and the ferocious roar of the Japanese army not far away had long covered this strange noise that was not much.

In the yard, two Japanese soldiers who heard the movement in the room looked at each other and approached the door of the house with joy of capturing their prey.

"Chinese pig, come out quickly!" The Japanese military senator kicked open the door and roared loudly.

He had already heard the breathing inside the door, very nervous, but not rough. He should be a Chinese woman, and his rich life experience even made him hear the gender of the Chinese in the room.

He could fully understand the tension of Chinese women, and perhaps she would resist.

Of course, in the eyes of the Japanese military's top corps, this prey would still be crying and howling, but it became humble and helpless when the shiny bayonet approached, and then left like driving away pigs and sheep.

This is the lowly Chinese. They are destined to usher in more deaths when they are afraid of death.

The Japanese military corps, who had always been at the top of the biological chain in the Chinese city, did not even lift the rifle, but carried the rifle behind him, and then held the torch to prepare to enter the house to capture his prey.

However, even rabbits will bite people if they are anxious.

What's more, this rabbit has been grinding its sharp teeth for half a month for this moment.

Just as the torch reached in, the 16-year-old girl jumped out of the darkness was like an agile deer, as fast as it was jaw-dropping.

Perhaps, not just fast, but more terrifying is determination.

The kitchen knife that was always tightly held in his hand, stabbed forward with all his strength without leaving any room for anything.

This knife used at least 70% of the girl's strength.

Under such a nervous and fearful mood, the girl could burst out with half of her strength without being stiff and dull. She was much stronger than 90% of the people in this world, whether it was a man or a woman.

Even many new recruits who are new to the battlefield are not as good as hers.

Da Ya, who had lost everything, had no reservation. Since her father died and was fooled by a hero she imagined, she told herself that the thief was already terrible and she was going to go up to the thief, God said.

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So, this time, the thief God seemed to hear the expectations of this Chinese girl and made her wish come true!

Driven by at least forty kilograms, the sharp-sharpened knife tip effortlessly broke the Japanese military uniform, broke the fragile subcutaneous fat, cut off the large intestine, and broke the organs until the wide kitchen knife blade was stuck by the lower ribs, and then stopped moving forward.

The Japanese soldier was stunned and was stunned when he looked at the kitchen knife that was nearly half of his belly!

The pain is not particularly painful. In extreme panic, the rapidly secreted adrenaline acts as an analgesic.

He only felt cold!

It's not the coldness carried by the blade itself in the belly!

Instead, the coldness that is about to usher in death is coming into deep bone marrow!

The incomparable rich battlefield experience reminded him crazy that his intestines were broken, his liver was cut open, he was finished, he was dead!

After staring at the blade for nearly ten seconds, the Japanese top squad moved his gaze away from the half-cut knife that was about to take his life and looked at the attacker.

It was a Chinese man with a gray face. His short hair made people unable to tell whether he was a man or a woman, but he could still feel that he was a woman.

There were no less than ten Chinese people who died under his gun and knife, but the Japanese Army never thought that one day he would die under the knife of a Chinese woman. This was really shameful.

Da Ya, who had tried her best to stab her life, was also stunned. She didn't expect that she would hit the Japanese with one blow.

Really, too simple.

It turns out that killing the Japanese is so simple!

Extreme astonishment and great joy were intertwined, forming a huge impact, causing Daya to forget the next step, stir the handle of the knife, and use the width of the blade to stir up all the Japanese devils' organs together.

Then, the Japanese military officer with a cold and huge sense of shame let out a shocking roar: "Baga..."

It is really not a good habit to like to give a traditional line anytime. Chinese people can at least scold "Dog Damn", but Japanese people go back and forth, just those two words.

Da Ya, who was awakened, instinctively twisted the knife handle and completed the "tactic" movement that she had repeated hundreds of times in her mind.

The human belly, which has no other protection except for the fat layer, has no resistance in front of the sharp blade.

The sharply secreted adrenaline finally could not stop the pain nerves from sending signals to the brain frantically, and the severe pain almost emptied all the strength of the Japanese Army.

In his desperate eyes, the Japanese soldier knelt on the ground with a "thump" and spewed out blood. The feeling of powerlessness that retreated like a tide told him that he should be unable to stand up with his own strength.

Perhaps, in a few minutes, he will fall into the cold abyss of death!

The second-class private behind him was unbelievable. When he saw the senior soldier kneeling down like this, he realized that his senior was stabbed by a lowly Chinese like a pig.

The stabbing should be the key, otherwise he would not have been kneeling at the feet of the Chinese attacker in such humiliation!

"Baga! Dead, dead." The second-class private roared and picked up the rifle in his hand, aiming the muzzle at Da Ya who was already fearless.

Daya has already drawn out the kitchen knife and plans to use this kitchen knife that has killed a Japanese army, throw it out, and replace it with one knife and another shot, which is very cost-effective!

It can only be said that at this time, Da Ya's fighting consciousness was actually chasing those veterans. No matter whether she could achieve the goal of "one knife and one shot", her momentum was definitely not inferior to the Japanese Private.

At least at that moment, the second-class private looked terrified. This was a situation he rarely encountered. The one who held a knife was not worthy of a gun.

This also caused his body to stiffen slightly, and his hand pulling the trigger was delayed by 0.5 seconds!

What's even more terrible is that when the "dongdong" footsteps sounded behind him, he also made a mistake that all new recruits like to make.

The heavy footsteps shocked the Japanese second-class soldiers and turned around suddenly.

The reason why he made a mistake was that he did not dodge and find a safe position at the fastest speed before judging us.

If it were the Japanese soldier who had already kneeled down, he would not have turned back as stupidly as him.

Unfortunately, a Japanese veteran was beaten to kneel by a Chinese woman with a hatchet. She didn't even have this opportunity. From this point of view, his performance on the battlefield was even worse than that of Private.

Therefore, the Japanese private who made the mistake almost stopped breathing, and a fist that came towards him completely occupied all his sight.

What a fast fist, what a hard fist!

The final thinking of "seeking death" privateer stopped here.

Mingxin, who rushed over from five meters away, did not have any fancy moves. He punched his fist with an extremely simple bang. The raised joints were like a sledgehammer and hit the Japanese second-class soldiers' faces. Not only did he make the sound of bone breaking sounds, he even smashed his front teeth several meters away.

Some things really don’t need to be too big, the truth is that they are hard enough!

It's big and hard, it really depends on luck. I guess the pair of iron fists of Tang Tuanzou can fall into this category.
To be continued...