Chapter 42 How Good Are the Cantonese People with Unique Skills in Fighting? (Please Read On)

While Li Yunlong attacked the enemy's dormitory, Dai Yu led his four groups to the place where the prisoners were held.

The defense here was similar to that of the other places, the only difference was that the fire and explosion woke up the sleeping enemy.

The two young men in charge of guarding the prisoners looked at the distance in surprise, and the fire reflected the red sky.

Previous training made them pick up weapons at the first time, but just as they were about to check on the prisoners, a few gunshots stopped their actions.

The two little devils fell to the ground, but these shots deliberately avoided their vital points, only making them lose their ability to move.

The soldiers of the special forces company came forward to confiscate their Type 38 rifles, and then a soldier who could speak Japanese came forward to negotiate with the devils.

The two devils were surprisingly stubborn when they thought they were going to die. Fortunately, Dai Yu found the key to the cell on them.

Looking at the devils who were clearly shot in their limbs and had no ability to move, they were still cursing and barking.

Dai Yu frowned and took out his Mauser pistol. After two shots, the world was quiet.

The crowd found the cell according to the location marked on the map. The originally lifeless prisoners had long been aroused by the sound of gunfire, especially the few gunshots just now gave them hope to survive.

The voice of Shui Lianzhu was not unfamiliar to these veterans. The devils were not equipped with such weapons.

After a while, Dai Yu and the soldiers came to the cell. They opened the door of the cell with a key. The prisoners were surprised to see that the people coming were from the Eighth Route Army.

But there was no time to chat at this time. After a brief exchange, the prisoners followed the soldiers and left.

Although they looked pale and thin, their overall condition was surprisingly good, and almost all of them were able to move.

Initially, there were more than 100 prisoners imprisoned here, but as the devils' experiments continued, there were only 30 people left.

These people came from the Sichuan Army, the Northeast Army, the Shanxi Suiyuan Army, and the Eighth Route Army.

After everyone gathered, Dai Yu decided to meet up with Li Yunlong's second group.

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Compared with Group 2 and Group 4, Group 3's attack was not so smooth.

The Japanese had a very strict defense here, and were even ready to fight to the death.

From these actions, it can be seen that they valued doctors more than prisoners.

In Jin Province, where the conflict was escalating, the Japanese's medical resources began to be stretched. They needed to convert these doctors to serve their side.

Among the Japanese who turned left, there were many intellectuals. After all, people who could be exposed to advanced ideas in that era were not ordinary people.

At that time, higher education was not popular in Japan, and intellectuals were very rare.

These people were either imprisoned in local prisons and spent their lives in prison.

If there was no earthquake, there would be no chance to see the light of day before the end of the war.

Or they were used as cannon fodder and sent to the front line in batches to fight for their lives, and their lives were worse than death every day.

Except for the wave of people who betrayed their beliefs, few of them could have a good end.

Li Yunlong's second group made the guards here like a frightened bird. They were very vigilant and arranged defensive positions, and even set up a Type 92 heavy machine gun on the commanding heights.

The third group led by Zheng Yingqi attacked for a full fifteen minutes before breaking the deadlock, and tore a hole with the cooperation of grenades and mortars.

Finally, after paying the price of two deaths and one injury, they successfully came to the cell where the doctors were imprisoned.

After a moment of confusion, the doctors sent a representative. What Zheng Yingqi didn't expect was that this Japanese man spoke very good Chinese.

There was no obstacle to communication between the two sides, and even the translators originally prepared by the three groups did not have a chance to appear.

After understanding the purpose of the special agent company, many Japanese doctors were overjoyed.

Compared with the oppressive JUN nationalist troops, they would rather stay in the base full of hope.

Especially Mr. Lin was there.

Zheng Yingqi, who had completed the task, was ready to take everyone away from this area.

But at this moment, the leading Japanese doctor suddenly grabbed him and told him that there was all the evidence of the hospital's crimes in the archives.

At this time, the hospital was controlled by the second group led by Li Yunlong. The few resistance forces had been suppressed, and there were almost no living people in the hospital.

After repeated consideration, Zheng Yingqi decided to go there in person and take away the sinful experimental report.

During the trip, he did not encounter any enemies and had a smooth journey.

In the archives, he found the experimental report based on the description of the Japanese doctor.

He knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he put away the report and retreated.

But just as he went out, a strong figure flew towards him. Zheng Yingqi, who was not prepared, was thrown to the ground. The one who attacked him was a Japanese lieutenant.

The Mosin-Nagant carried by Zheng Yingqi was thrown aside. After he fell to the ground, he quickly adjusted his center of gravity, kicked the Japanese away with one foot and stood up, and pulled out the Mauser pistol from his waist with his backhand.

But the attacker reacted quickly. Although he was kicked away, he stabilized his body and immediately stepped forward and kicked Zheng Yingqi's right hand holding the gun.

Both sides had no hot weapons.

The Japanese lieutenant colonel looked at Zheng Yingqi warily, and at the same time he was looking around to see if there were any ready-made weapons around him.

Unfortunately, there was something useful at his feet, a scalpel.

He quickly picked up the knife and attacked Zheng Yingqi, swinging the knife from top to bottom.

Facing this knife with no technical content, Zheng Yingqi dodged sideways. With rich fighting experience and a family of martial arts, he even predicted the next move of the Japanese.

He leaned over and lowered his head to avoid the sweep of the Japanese scalpel.

Both moves were avoided, and the Japanese were under great pressure. He gritted his teeth and changed the sweeping action into leaning over and picking up the knife, and stabbed the sharp scalpel towards Zheng Yingqi's stomach.

But this spiritual move still didn't work. An inch shorter, an inch more dangerous, an attack that was very dangerous to ordinary people was resolved by a simple step back.

Looking at the surprised expression of the Japanese on the opposite side, Zheng Yingqi showed a disdainful smile.

The Mauser pistol was kicked too far away, and picking it up now would only reveal a flaw. He slowly retreated to the side of a wooden chair.

The opponent was holding a knife, and we had no weapons, and we had to fight hard. What should we do?

Of course, be an IKEA god of war! Make full use of the surrounding furniture and throw the tables, chairs and benches! No matter what it is, touch whatever you have and throw whatever you have.

The little Japanese soldier briefly thought about the next tactics, and he rushed towards Zheng Yingqi with a knife.

Facing the aggressive Japanese lieutenant colonel, Zheng Yingqi kicked the stool, causing the stool to accurately hit the opponent's shin bone.

This powerful kick, combined with the speed of the little Japanese soldier's forward rush, made him lose his center of gravity and involuntarily rush forward.

Zheng Yingqi adjusted his posture, exerted force with his right foot forward, and kicked and hit the little Japanese soldier's cheek. The force of this kick, combined with the force of the fall, would really kill an ordinary person.

But this Japanese soldier was obviously a martial artist, and his physical fitness was very outrageous. Although his back hurt so much, he recovered quickly.

For masters, they have a strong ability to seize opportunities.

Although the little Japanese soldier only recovered for a second, Zheng Yingqi had already picked up the chair and smashed it hard on the opponent's head.

The Japanese soldier who was hit rolled over to avoid the subsequent attack. Facing Zheng Yingqi's pursuit, he leaned over and raised his knife. After being dodged, he stepped forward and swung the knife to chop at his face.

But Zheng Yingqi played with the opponent like a cat and a mouse in the face of continuous attacks.

When the Japanese soldier stabbed with a knife, he turned around and grabbed the Japanese soldier's wrist with one hand, and then grabbed the Japanese soldier's wrist with the other hand.

This Japanese soldier was also quite capable. If he tried to break it hard at this time, his wrist would definitely be injured. He just followed Zheng Yingqi's strength and did a side flip to resolve this move.

Zheng Yingqi held the Japanese soldier's wrist tightly with both hands and didn't want to let go. This kind of joint grabbing technique will not let go easily once the opportunity is seized.

But the Japanese soldier was so strong that he pushed back with his backhand, forcing Zheng Yingqi to take two steps back, and the two of them pulled away again.

After the Japanese soldier stood firm, he immediately swung his arm, holding the scalpel tightly and shouting to chop.

Zheng Yingqi leaned over and blocked the attack with his arms, and then caught the Japanese soldier's knife-holding hand and threw him against the wall on the left.

But the Japanese soldier stood up again with a somersault. At this time, he knew that the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side was not something he could deal with.

Zheng Yingqi was also a little puzzled. For some reason, the Japanese soldier on the opposite side had an amazing ability to resist blows. He was still fine after being hit so many times by him.

He secretly made up his mind to kill this Japanese officer even if it meant taking some risks.

When the Japanese soldier attacked again, Zheng Yingqi did not dodge like he did in the previous few times, but let his chest move along the force of the scalpel.

The Japanese soldier had never seen such a trick before, and only thought that the Chinese soldier on the opposite side was exhausted. Just as he was about to pursue the victory, the blade of the scalpel had been reversed by Zheng Yingqi.

Zheng Yingqi took the opportunity to grab the neck of the Japanese officer and pushed with his chest. After swimming, he used the resistance of his body to complete the wrist fracture, allowing the scalpel to penetrate into the opponent's body.

This move of body-swimming was recorded in the Republic of China period. There are similar schools in both the north and the south. The move he used adopted the principle of Bagua body-swimming palm.

High risk brings high returns. The Japanese looked at the scalpel stuck in his chest in disbelief.

He retreated to the wall step by step, pulled out the scalpel and threw it aside, and attacked again.

Facing the Japanese's desperate struggle, Zheng Yingqi calmly blocked the incoming straight punches and swinging punches. At this time, the two of them were fighting for patience. Whoever showed a flaw first would lose.

Blocking the Japanese's swinging punch again, Zheng Yingqi took advantage of the opponent's old strength and new strength, grabbed the opponent's arm sideways, and pressed his neck with one hand, and then quickly followed with the other hand to use a back hand lock.

This move has been verified. As long as the weight difference is not too big, it is absolutely unsolvable.

The Japanese officer under him continued to struggle, and Zheng Yingqi took a deep breath and jumped back with his opponent.

With the tiger-crouching throw, the devil's spine and coccyx were broken into several sections, and it was obvious that he would not survive.

The most capable man in the 129th Division quickly got up, rubbed his painful fist, and left the hospital with the documents.

There should be one more chapter, I have recovered almost.

Although it is late, I shamelessly ask for a follow-up. If it were not Yang, I would not be so procrastinating on Tuesday, after all, Tuesday's follow-up determines next week's recommendation.

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