Chapter Sixteen: Hand-to-Hand Combat
Gao Quan discovered the Suzuki lieutenant and his men, raised his big knife and rushed over. Taking down a Japanese officer was definitely not the same as taking down a Japanese soldier. Plus, capturing the king first is one of the main tactical ideas in the art of war.
Just as Gao Quan rushed forward a few steps, the devils in front of him suddenly fired their guns! Gao Quan's body instinctively dodged to the right, shifting his injured left shoulder slightly. In fact, he didn't even know where the devils were aiming, and this was purely an instinctive reaction of the human body. Fortunately, the devil who fired the gun wasn't very accurate, otherwise at such a close distance, Gao Quan might have really gotten himself killed on the second day of joining the resistance against Japan.
Narrow road meet brave win! Gao Quan couldn't care about that much anymore, his brothers were on both sides behind him. On this battlefield, no one's life was more precious than anyone else's, and there was no room for retreat. He let out a loud roar, swung his knife in a circle with his right hand, took a tiger leap forward, and arrived at the devils' feet, raised his knife and chopped fiercely!
Two devils holding rifles rushed out of the group, raised their bayonets together to block the high knife. The knife was blocked by two bayonets and slid sideways, then turned its blade from right to left, slashing at the neck of the devil on the right side.
The big knife of the 29th Army is really suitable for chopping off the heads of devils, with a length of nearly one meter, a blade width of about one palm, and a handle length of over twenty centimeters. It feels very comfortable to hold it with either one hand or two hands. The blade has been quenched many times, making it very sharp, and the force on the entire arm is great, just right for holding with one hand. With almost no obstruction, the wide blade swept across the neck of the little devil, and with a "chop" sound, it chopped onto the shoulder of the little devil on the left. Gaoquan felt a bit regretful in his heart - the little devil on the left was four or five centimeters taller than the one on the right. If the two devils were the same height, this knife would have been a perfect shot, making the two devils die together and leaving behind a great story to tell. What a pity!
Kohei had just slashed the little devil with his large knife, when a gunshot rang out. "Bang!" Two shots merged into one, and in the group of devils, one little devil holding a handgun fell to the ground. It was that little devil clerk who held the handgun and was somewhat timid. This guy had just worked up the courage to fire two shots, but because his marksmanship was too poor, he didn't hit Kohei. Since both shots missed their target, the little devil clerk immediately lost confidence. During close combat, firing a gun is prohibited, this is clearly stipulated in writing. He secretly fired his gun, greatly disgracing the honor of the Imperial Warrior, and not hitting anyone made it even more unforgivable. Fearing punishment, he stole a glance at Lieutenant Colonel Sakai, discovering that both of his eyes were looking forward, seemingly unaware of himself, and let out a slight sigh of relief. At this time, Kohei had already closed in on him, the clerk mustered up the courage to fire another shot, but the opposing gun rang out first.
The ones who fired the shots were Wang Dazhu and Qian Sixi. The two of them followed closely behind Gao Quan, half a step away. The two shots from the Japanese officer not only scared Gao Quan but also frightened these two men. Fortunately, they had their own gods protecting them and did not suffer any harm. However, the two men no longer dared to be careless and raised the box-shaped guns in their hands to search for the despicable sneak attacker among the Japanese crowd. This group of Japanese was just a few people, and with one glance, they discovered the officer who only held a handgun and wore glasses. Seeing that this guy had a gun in his hand, with the muzzle still pointing at their position, the two men couldn't help but get angry!
The moment they saw the Japanese soldier, both men's guns went off at the same time. The difference in timing was less than one-tenth of a second, and to most people, it sounded like a single shot. Only someone like Gaoquan could tell that there were two separate gunshots. But Gaoquan didn't have time to look at his own men who had fired now, because the Japanese soldier who had been slashed on the shoulder was already retreating, gritting his teeth. If they let him retreat to the back, it would be even more trouble to kill him later!
It's said to be slow, but all these things happened in just a few seconds. Sergeant Suzuki was surrounded by guards, tightly gripping his combat knife, staring intently at the Chinese soldier in front of him, who wasn't particularly tall or handsome. He found it strange that this person was so fierce and yet looked so ordinary. In fact, he didn't know that Gao Quan used to be a top scout in the military region. Of course, scouts have to choose people who are not outstanding in appearance, if they were as tall as Yao Ming or as handsome as Chow Yun-fat, their physical characteristics would be remembered immediately, what's the point of being a scout then?
Gaoquan's stature was still half a head taller than Suzuki Shōsa, and his physical advantage over the little devils was still very obvious. In the few seconds that Suzuki Shōsa observed Gaoquan, Gaoquan swung his big knife and beheaded the wounded little devil. Two other Japanese military officers who were also holding command knives let out a strange cry and were about to come up and fight Gaoquan together, but they were immediately intercepted by Wang Dazhu and Qian Sihao. The little devils' attacks were all directed at the squad, what else could they do?
Now only Kōzen and Suzuki Shōsa were left in the arena. Shōsa held up the chrysanthemum-patterned sword in his hand, "Whoosh" making two false slashes first, with a loud noise. In the regiment, Shōsa's martial arts skills among the lieutenant colonels could also be ranked in the top 50, and in the machine gun battalion, he had won the first prize in swordsmanship for several consecutive years, how could he be afraid of this Chinese soldier?
Gao Quan swung his sword in a slanting motion, the blade humming with wind as it hurtled towards the Japanese officer's neck. The officer seemed to have anticipated this move and held up his own sword vertically, "Clang!" The two blades collided, and in the darkness, sparks seemed to fly out, while on the officer's face, a hint of an eerie smile appeared.
Captain Sugimoto indeed smiled, he had reason to smile, through brief observation, he had already discovered the Chinese soldier's knife specialty, that is, for beheading, there was an unusual interest, as if every move was aimed at the neck. Sugimoto's brain was indeed clever, judging in advance the opponent's route, taking a step ahead and blocking the knife in front of his neck, and sure enough, he blocked this powerful and heavy blow. Sugimoto flashed a smile at the Chinese soldier, wanting to tell him that his skill with the sword was higher than his opponent's. This was a high-handed smile from a superior to an inferior, with some arrogance.
Unfortunately, Gao Quan didn't understand what the devil officer was laughing at. After being blocked, he withdrew his knife and stabbed forward with a "whoosh" sound. The wide blade directly pierced into Suzuki's abdomen and then slashed upwards before withdrawing.
A severe pain struck, and the lieutenant's war knife was already on the left side of his neck. He looked at Gao Quan with some surprise, wondering how this Chinese soldier had changed his move, not cutting his throat? Immediately, a unbearable pain came from his chest and abdomen, and the lieutenant's consciousness became blurred.
Gao Quan reached out and grabbed the shoulder straps of the Japanese officer, yanking them down. He kicked the officer to the ground and with a swift slash of his knife, the officer's head rolled off to one side. Eradicating evil once and for all, it was more thorough to simply behead the little devils.
Two loud cries of "kill" came, Gao Quan looked around and saw that Wang Dazhu and Qian Sihuan had also beheaded their opponents. The shouting and killing sounds all around were getting thicker.
