Chapter 982 I Can Win Even 100 Times

The color of the collar badge is cherry blossoms in full bloom. The strong wind blows the flowers to Yoshino. If you are born as a Yamato man, you will dedicate your life to the skirmishers. A rifle that is more than one foot long is not a weapon, and a bayonet that is less than an inch is nothing. You don't know that there is a Yamato soul in our hearts for two thousand years, a Yamato soul that has been honed through thousands of years

Captain Odagiri Masao led the soldiers of the special training team, singing "Infantry Skills" as they marched forward in a mighty manner. It seemed that the haze of defeat had disappeared from them, and their morale was as high as when they first entered China.

This song was published by Kato Akatsuki and Nagai Kenko, students of the tenth phase of the Japanese Army Central Children's School, at the Hundred Days Festival of the Army Central Children's School in 1911. It later became a Japanese military song and was deeply loved by Japanese soldiers. However, with the defeat of the Japanese army, Japan under the management of the Allied Forces banned its related broadcast and distribution.

Unexpectedly, this song is sung again in the land of China now. Seeing the sun flag at the foot of the mountain and listening to the familiar Japanese military song, Shen Long couldn't help being in a daze for a while. Am I in 1942 or 1945? Why did the little devils declare defeat, and there are still so many devil soldiers unscrupulous in the land of China?

This mother is mourning! Scholar, give them a shot! Shut them up! I've been listening to this shit for eight years, and I'm so fucking tired of it! Li Yunlong also has a deep memory of this song. In the previous eight years, he had heard this song countless times, and fought against the little devil countless times in this singing.

If we fire now, it will easily expose our firepower range, which is not conducive to later raids! Shen Long ruthlessly rejected Li Yunlong's order, and now he was relieved to be hit with a cannonball, but it would also expose his strength, which was not worth the candle.

Oh, then just stay here and listen to the devil's funeral? Li Yunlong immediately widened his eyes, the singing really annoyed him, and he was unwilling to bear it for a moment.

They sing and we can sing too! Comrades, are you not? Shen Long ignored Li Yunlong, turned around and greeted the soldiers in his regiment, isn't it just Saige? This ability is enough for our army to beat the whole world. He beat the beat and started, come on, everyone sing with me: cut off the heads of the devils with a big knife! preparation! rise!

The big knife cut off the devils' heads! Patriotic compatriots across the country, the day of the War of Resistance has come, the day of the War of Resistance has come! There are volunteers from the Northeast in front, and ordinary people from all over the country behind. Our Chinese army marches forward bravely, aiming at the enemy! Kill them, kill them, go! The big knife chopped off the devils' heads - kill!

Immediately, the singing sounded from the top of the sharp mountain completely suppressed the mourning of the devils. The singing echoed in the mountains, causing echoes, as if thousands of mountains and mountains were also singing along with the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army.

The morale of the little devils at the foot of the mountain was stagnant. Masao Odagiri touched his neck subconsciously, just like the Eighth Route Army was familiar with "Infantry Skills", the little devils were also familiar with the song "March of the Broadsword". It left a deep impression on the little devils, so that for a certain period of time, the little devils habitually added a neck collar to prevent their heads from being cut off by a big knife.

After one song is over, the next song is sung again, forward! forward! forward! Our team to the sun! With our feet on the land of the motherland and the hope of the nation on our backs, we are an invincible force. We are the children of workers and peasants, and we are the armed forces of the people. We never fear, never give in, and fight bravely until the reactionaries are wiped out.

The generals of the Jinsui Army are a little confused. If the Eighth Route Army continues to sing like this, their morale will definitely become weaker and weaker. Should we also sing something? But they don't know how to teach soldiers to sing, and what is good to sing?

"March of the Big Sword" has been sung by the eight roads on the mountain,

Don’t you see, the army at the end of the Han Dynasty, the weak crowned captives invite long tassels, don’t you see, Ban Dingyuan, Jueyu Qingqi urges Zhanyun? It's not appropriate, the next part of this song is to call out more than 100,000 comrades, sing the battle song and join the army. Qi Congjun, clean up the dust, and swear to wipe out Japanese slaves regardless of oneself! Now, but the little devil is standing by his side now!

"Song of the National Salvation Army"? No way, the first sentence is to open the gun, march forward in unison! Don't hurt the common people, don't beat your own people! We are an iron team, we are an iron heart! Protect the Chinese nation and be a free man forever! Isn't singing this song a slap in the face on this occasion?

Tell them to stop singing and go on the offensive! Zhao Chengshou became impatient.

Hi! Attack now! After Masao Odagiri received the order, he immediately drew out his samurai sword and lectured to the soldiers. Even if we become a defeated country, the morale of the Japanese soldiers cannot decline. Let the Chinese people see the strength of our imperial army of the Great Japanese Empire!

Gentlemen, go and take down the sharp mountain now! Riding on the soldiers' morale revived, Masao Odagiri's samurai sword pointed directly at the sharp mountain, and his little devils rushed up the mountain screaming.

Master, the devil is coming up! The scouts monitoring the enemy's situation came to Li Yunlong to report immediately after seeing it.

Don't worry, it will take a while for them to come up, let's continue to sing our song, all louder for me! Did you not eat or what? Li Yunlong seemed unhurried, he had experienced this kind of scene many times before.

This time the enemy is making a tentative attack and has not invested too much troops, so I think it is better not to use cannons for the time being. Shen Long suggested.

Well, let's do it like this, Duan Peng, bring me my big knife, I didn't see blood in Qin County before, this time I want to let it drink to my heart's content! Li Yunlong yelled, with Shen Long beside him, he felt at ease in commanding the battlefield, now he only wanted to live the addiction of hand-to-hand combat, just now he heard "March of the Big Sword" and his blood was racing.

Master, with just this little devil, if he is still forced to fight hand-to-hand to win, I don't need to be the head of the regiment anymore! Shen Long glanced at the Japanese soldiers below and said.

Too! Li Yunlong threw his big knife aside depressedly. Back then, I was able to beat them when I only had that little man, but now this little devil is not enough to stick between his teeth!

Speaking of which, Li Yunlong stood up, snatched the iron horn from the correspondent next to him, and yelled at the Japanese devils below, "Little devil, I am your ancestor, I can beat you back then, and I can do the same now, even if you come here!" A hundred times, I can beat you to the ground!

As soon as the voice fell, gunshots rang out, and the battle began.

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