Chapter 24: Is the Shocking Truth Too Cruel?

  Gao Junping handed over the entire special forces team to him as soon as he walked away. To a large extent, he and Gao Junping were both teachers and friends. Although Gao Junping was younger, his vision was beyond expectations. (Nonsense! The demolition king from the 21st century's top national special forces team couldn't have low vision?!)

  Kangnianshan saw the devils almost annihilated, ordered the first platoon to clear up the remaining enemies, the second platoon to be on guard, and himself led Deputy Platoon Leader Du Kai, Third Platoon Leader Zhao Hengzhi and the soldiers of the third platoon to surround them.

  "Hengzhi, tell that little devil, we'll have a one-on-one showdown, ask him if he dares!"

  Sanpailang Zhao Hengzhi was from the Northeast Army and had fought against the Japanese in the Northeast for several years, so he knew a few words of Japanese. Upon hearing this, he loudly shouted out.

  Kanemura, a military family background, himself also has good martial arts skills, and is brave and good at fighting. Upon hearing this, he let out a cold laugh, "Everyone, we have no way out now, it's time for us to be loyal to the Empire," he said, looking sternly at the remaining eight Japanese soldiers, just like before they went into battle. As Kanemura looked at them, the soldiers stood up straight and puffed out their chests, although each of them knew in their hearts that this was a fight to the death. However, these Japanese devils were still seasoned veterans with strong combat power, and their discipline was extremely strict.

  Kangnianshan didn't care about these things, he strictly followed the orders left by Gaojunping. Every soldier, especially the special forces soldiers, had to personally kill at least one Japanese devil with their own hands, and it had to be a face-to-face bayonet fight. Because Yang Jie always believed that in order to overcome the fear of the Japanese in his heart, he had to engage in such bloody battles. Only those who had experienced life and death could truly understand the beauty of life, could understand how necessary the hard training was, and could remain calm on the battlefield. That kind of shooting devils from a distance with guns couldn't train soldiers' courage and ability.

  "Third company, fall in!" With Zhao Hengzhi's command, the ten soldiers quickly formed a line. "Check your equipment! Prepare for battle!"

  The devils also automatically lined up in order and one by one checked their bayonets.

  Surrounded by special forces soldiers, everyone knows that this is a real-life bayonet fight, holding their breath to learn, in preparation for future actual combat.

  The first to take the stage in the third class was Class Leader Wang Datie, tall and strong, with a swift gun and heavy hand. Wang Datie was originally from a big iron background, with a body full of muscles, able to lift a cauldron. The Japanese soldier who came out was the Japanese army sergeant, although short in stature, but at first glance, he was an old soldier who had experienced many battles. Wang Datie swung his 38 large cover hand, and the bayonet took advantage of his height, continuously stabbing and thrusting towards the Japanese sergeant's face. The Japanese sergeant cleverly retreated backwards, using his gun to block Wang Datie's bayonet, but it didn't move, and he let out a strange cry as he dodged to the side, the bayonet passing through empty air from under his left armpit. The Japanese soldier took advantage of the opportunity to stab towards Wang Datie's left chest and heart, the knife flashing, and everyone was shocked. Although Wang Datie's body was tall and large, his movements were extremely agile, and as soon as he saw the stab was empty, his body surged forward. The Japanese sergeant's bayonet also brushed past his back.

  Wang Da Tie knew the devils didn't dare to have a head-on collision with him, so he held his gun horizontally and struck the devil's face with the gun butt. The devil quickly dodged to the left, but Wang Da Tie's seemingly heavy blow was actually a feint. As the devil dodged, Wang Da Tie's gun followed, spinning around, and stabbed straight at the devil's chest. The devil also wanted to stab Wang Da Tie, and his gun had already been thrust out, only to find that it was now face to face with Wang Da Tie's gun. Wanting to dodge was no longer possible, so he gritted his teeth and used all his strength to contend with Wang Da Tie. However, strength gained from gritting one's teeth is not enough, and the devil's gun was easily knocked open by Wang Da Tie. Wang Da Tie followed up with a step, lifted his leg, and kicked the devil to the ground. The gun in his hand was then thrown out, pinning the devil to the ground. The devil let out a mournful cry, and blood flowed out all over the place.

  Wang Da Tie lightly spat out a mouthful of saliva, pulled out his gun and immediately shot the ghost to death with his pistol.

  The second to make a move was Song Musen. His biggest characteristic is his ordinariness, an ordinary farmer's background, ordinary looks, ordinary personality, and ordinary hobbies. Before he came out, he was a typical farmer, honest and not good at talking, and wouldn't stand out in a crowd. But this ordinary person surprisingly stood out during the special forces selection. He was too ordinary, making people let their guard down; too honest, making him fulfill the captain's requirements to the best of his abilities. At this moment, Song Musen stood there like a wooden stake, his dullness somewhat disappointing. The enemy commander looked at him and a faint, unintentional smile appeared on his tense face. Guan Cun furrowed his brow and shouted at the enemy troops: "There's an old Chinese saying, 'don't judge people by their appearance, don't measure the ocean with a bucket', we must be careful of this person! Left Wood, step forward!"

  Zuo Mu is a fellow villager of Guan Cun, and also his junior fellow apprentice. Guan Cun is still very clear about his martial arts skills. Although he says so with his mouth, in his heart he still hopes that this ordinary farmer in front of him will not have such good martial arts skills, allowing his junior fellow apprentice to leave alive. He knows that these eight routes are counted, as long as they can defeat the eight routes, he can leave alive.

  Zuo Mu glanced at his senior, Guan Cun Shao, nodded and moved forward with his gun. He didn't know that Song Mu Sheng really didn't know any martial arts, but his bayonet skills could only be described in one word - terrifying. Yang Jijie had mastered the People's Liberation Army's bayonet techniques and combined them with his research on martial arts and marksmanship to summarize a set of very powerful bayonet incantations, which he required all troops to learn through a large-scale martial arts competition. Song Mu Sheng was selected after winning in the competition.

  Song Mu Sheng muttered to himself, the Japanese didn't know what it was, but all the team members understood that it was the spear thrusting incantation: "Advance and thrust at the enemy with a solid step, retreat and thrust at the enemy with a horseback step, lower position and thrust at the enemy with a disorderly step, high position and thrust at the enemy with a pressing step, face-to-face thrust at the enemy with a big step, sideways thrust at the enemy with a quick step, dodge and thrust at the enemy with a comprehensive step, injured and thrust at the enemy with an empty step." Song Mu Sheng saw that the Japanese had already lined up, "face-to-face thrust at the enemy with a big step", he muttered to himself, taking big strides forward, his gun thrusting out suddenly, shouting loudly "Kill!", the sound shook the sky, making people's hearts skip a beat. Zuo Mu didn't even dream that this rustic farmer would suddenly transform into another person, exuding a fierce aura, majestic and powerful. After a brief moment of stunnedness, Song Mu Sheng's gun thrust had already arrived, Zuo Mu wanted to use his gun to block it, but found that he couldn't muster the strength, originally three meters away from him, Song Mu Sheng suddenly charged in front of Zuo Mu, his gun thrust pressing against Zuo Mu's Type 38 rifle body, piercing into Zuo Mu's chest. Song Mu Sheng jerked his hand, and the gun thrust rotated inside Zuo Mu's body, "thrust enemy retreat step quick step." As Song Mu Sheng quickly retreated, the gun thrust was already withdrawn. From the moment Song Mu Sheng drew his gun to retreating back to his original position, it took only a minute, watching this made Kang Nianshan nod repeatedly, this Song Mu Sheng, from joining the army to now, had only been three months, yet he had practiced spear thrusting techniques to such an extent, truly a talented individual. Who would have known that Song Mu Sheng's true teacher was actually Li Ying, who had instructed special forces?

  Li Ying may not be able to do it herself, but she has seen and known a lot, and the special soldiers under her command are so well-trained that they want to hide when they see her. Song Mu Sheng is the first person who completely meets her requirements.

  The next guerrilla fighter appeared, and the devils pushed me to hide. I saw that this member was 24 or 25 years old, with a white face, clear eyebrows, and beautiful eyes, not looking like a martial artist at all, but more like a scholar. However, he calmly took out a long cloth package from his body, took out three iron rods as thick as eggs, and the head of the iron rod seemed to have a mechanism. With a crisp collision sound, the iron rod became one; then he took out a gun head about a foot long from the cloth package, with a sharp tip, a diamond-shaped edge flashing with a menacing cold light, four inches wide at its widest point, and a fluffy red tassel hanging below the gun head. The whole process was slow and steady, like a mother sending her son on an expedition, gentle and peaceful.

  Kang Nian Shan was taken aback, this person looked extraordinary, how could he be a soldier under his command? He looked at Zhao Hengzhi with suspicion. Zhao Hengzhi smiled, "This is someone I just recruited, named Yue Linpeng, the successor of the Yue family gun. What do you think of him?"

  "How's that? Better than you!" Kang Nianshan hummed a sentence, "Hengzhi, this is a talent, you must cultivate him well. Who knows, maybe one day we'll all have to listen to him. Look at his calm and steady demeanor, it's the bearing of a great general. He's not someone who can be contained in a small pond."

  Yue Linpeng held a gun in his left hand and clenched his right fist, "I am Yue Linpeng, the successor of the Yue family's shooting skills. Please give me your guidance. Ah, little devil, come on up."