Hongxi Village.

Located in Yingde, Guangdong, it is a remote village under Jiangkou Town.

After the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, wars flew, and chaos was everywhere in China, and people were living in miserable life.

The murderous aura is full of murderous aura, the resentment is soaring into the sky, and the blood flows into a river.

Buried hundreds of meters deep in the back mountain of this village, an ancient corpse that had been sleeping for thousands of years was awakened.

On that night, Jiang Chen came out of the ground, stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the land of China, and was stunned.

"Is such a strong resentment coming to the end of the dynasty again?"

His eyes were blood-red, and he saw a place that ordinary people could not see. A thick and black gas covered the fields, radiating the entire area of ​​China.

Such a earth-shaking situation usually occurs when the heroes compete for the last years of the dynasty.

But the generals didn't know that this was the darkest moment in the history of China for five thousand years.

Of course, even if he knew, he would not take it to heart.

For the generals and ministers who have lived for thousands of years, not only do they have no human feelings, but they have long seen through the separation of life and death, and their minds are as indifferent as iron.

At this time, the movement at the foot of the mountain attracted the attention of Jiang Chen.

"Captain, hold on, there is a village ahead!"

The guerrilla Xiao Ma wiped his face and said to the man on his back.

On his back, a young man was drowsy. After hearing Xiaoma's words, the man opened his eyes and said weakly: "Xiaoma, I can't hold on anymore. Let me go and run for my own life. The Japanese pirates are catching up!"

When Xiao Ma heard this, tears flowed down her face.

He whimpered, "Captain, it's all my fault. If it weren't for saving me, you wouldn't have been hit by the Japanese shells. With your skills, you will definitely be able to escape unstoppable. Just as I..."

The pony fell into deep self-blame.

The captain's face was pale, obviously losing too much blood. His legs had been blown off and he hung behind the pony, shaking like a rag.

At this moment, he comforted and said: "Xiaoma, don't blame yourself. When I joined the revolution, I knew that sooner or later there would be such a day. It's a pity that I can't see the day when the Anti-Japanese War will be victorious!"

After hearing the captain's words, Xiaoma was even more sad.

"Captain, you will get better. Your martial arts are so magical, you will definitely get better!"

Thinking of the captain's magical skills, Xiao Ma was full of confidence.

Although this captain joined the army shortly, he soon became a soldier king in the army. He was so powerful that he had a big sword that he once killed 181 Japanese squadrons alone.

Logically speaking, with his great military achievements and promotion is just a matter of just one sentence, the superior leader also intends to promote him to the platoon leader.

But they were all rejected by the captain. In his words, he was just a reckless man who had learned some kung fu. He didn't know how to lead troops, and he would not mislead his children. It would be a good thing to be a big-headed soldier.

This time, Japanese pirates rampant and carried out a major sweep.

The superior leader intends to send a suicide squad to penetrate deep into the enemy's back and destroy the Japanese arsenal.

The captain stood up without hesitation, and was appointed by the superior leader to the captain of the suicide squad, leading twenty members of the suicide squad to carry out the mission.

The mission was completed very smoothly. The group of people blew up the Japanese gunpowder depot. The captain also sneaked into the camp and killed the Japanese leader Masao Yamamoto, successfully preventing the Japanese from storing the Japanese again.

The suicide squad fled in scattered and evacuated according to different routes, and agreed to meet after arriving at the base camp.

Xiaoma and the captain were separated into a group. When they escaped from the Japanese military camp, they were discovered by the main force of the Japanese. In order to save Xiaoma, the captain was hit by the Japanese mortar, his legs were broken, and he was seriously injured.

Xiao Ma carried the captain and fled all the way to Hongxi Village.

"hehe!"

At this time, hearing Xiao Ma's confident words, the captain couldn't help but smile bitterly, causing the injury and coughing a few times.

On this quiet mountain village night, the sound of coughing came far away, and not far behind, the sound of the Japanese rumbling.

"Bageyalu! Just ahead, hurry up and catch up!"

A team of Japanese soldiers chased after him, and when they heard the coughing sound, they became even more excited. They couldn't help but speed up and chased after him.

The captain with excellent martial arts and strong internal strength was very clear-headed, and the movements within a hundred meters of his body could not be hidden from him. At this time, he had heard the movements coming from behind him.

"Little horse, let me go, we can no longer escape. Don't leave anymore, so as not to implicate the innocent people in the village ahead!"

The captain re-reported the old story and said to Xiaoma.

"What, the Japanese are catching up?"

Xiao Ma was shocked, stopped quickly, found a place, and put the captain down.

"Yes, Xiaoma, give me my gun and big knife! Hey, Labor and Capital will take some Japanese to take care of their backs before dying!"

The captain lay on the ground, gasped for a while, and said with a red face.

The tears in Xiaoma's eyes could not be stopped. He knew that this was a sign of rejuvenation. The captain had reached the point where he was exhausted.

"Captain, I'm sorry for you, it's all that I have implicated you!"

The captain waved his hand and didn't want to talk about this topic anymore.

"Xiaoma, please run away quickly! If you have the chance, please help me bring a message to Renjia Town, Xiangtan. My master's surname is Xiao Hui and his name is Ning!"

"Tell me, Xiao Weihua, I, cannot go back and respect my master's wife. I am sorry for my great kindness in raising and teaching, and I can only repay you in the next life!"

"But I am worthy of my conscience and died on the battlefield of the Japanese war, and I am dying with my body!"

The captain seemed to have entrusted his last words, and at the moment of his death, he revealed his origin to Xiaoma.

It turned out that he was actually one of Xiao Ning's many apprentices.

According to the "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang", "Zi Chou Yin Mao Chen Si Wu Wei Shen You Shu Hai", the 527th disciple of the Xiao Sect.

Xiao Ma heard this and said a few words: "Xiao Weihua, Xiao Ning, Renjia Town, Xiangtan! Captain, I remember it!"

Then, under the urging of the captain, Xiao Ma said goodbye in tears and ran away alone.

At this moment, a gunshot came, and the pony, who had just run out, was shot and fell down.

"pony……"

The captain's eyes were shattered and he shouted.

He raised his gun and fought back at the place where the gunshots came, "Bang bang bang!" Several gunshots were fired without any effort, and several Japanese fell down.

"Click!"

When Xiao Weihua pulled the trigger again, he found that there were no bullets in the gun, and the mullet in his hand also turned into a piece of scrap iron.

And the Japanese detachment, there are still 9 people, who are already in front of you.

"Soga, there are no bullets in his gun!"

The leading Japanese laughed wildly.

"Captain, is he the famous big sword king Xiao Weihua? It doesn't look conspicuous!"

The Japanese soldier held a spear and laughed and surrounded Xiao Weijinhua, but did not shoot, but instead treated him like a prisoner and made fun of him.

When Xiao Weihua heard the Japanese whispering and saw their expressions again, he didn't know that they were making fun of him.

He remained silent and secretly adjusted his breathing. He mobilized all the internal strength left in his body, pulled out the machete beside him, and chopped it out with all his strength.

"Sweep across thousands of troops!"

Xiao Weihua did not use any gorgeous moves, but just swept the horizontal sword and saw a moon-white sword energy sweeping over. The Japanese surrounding him suddenly broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.

"Bageyalu, shoot quickly! Kill him!"

The team leader Kazuo Yamamoto escaped the disaster by chance. Seeing such a tragic situation, in a blink of an eye, the five soldiers were in different bodies and their deaths were exactly the same as his father Masao Yamamoto, and they were so angry that they shouted.

"Bang bang bang!"

The remaining Japanese were still in shock. When they heard the commander's order, they dared not hesitate. They raised their spear and pulled the trigger.

Several bullets came out of the chamber and headed towards Xiao Weihua.

"Clang clang clang!"

The sword light was flying, and Xiao Weihua waved the machete, using the only trace of internal force left, and cut off all the bullets that were shot out.

"devil……"

"He is the devil of China..."

The Japanese were shocked and retreated repeatedly, and even guns could not kill people. They had never seen them, and they were not devils.

Because, all the Japanese who had seen Xiao Weihua take action were dead.

"Bageyalu, come on me and kill him!"

Yamamoto Kazuo was furious, these bastards.

He pulled out the samurai sword and waved it forward.

"Honey, he is already at the end of his strength, kill him for me!"

How could Yamamoto not revenge the revenge of killing his father?
To be continued...