"No matter how crazy you are, you will kill, no matter how weak you are, you will torture" The shouts reached Yue Qinghong's ears, and he laughed miserably, getting louder and louder.
The sound was extremely horrifying, as if it was coming from hell.
At this time, the communications officer rushed over and said: "General, telegram" Yue Qinghong laughed crazily: "Hahaha, telegram, telegram is poisonous, telegram is poisonous" The communications officer was stunned: "This, this" Masao Ono said coldly: "If he is crazy, leave him alone and just read the telegram."
The communications officer shook his head and said, "According to regulations, the telegram must be shown to the general."
Ono Masao calmly shot the communications officer: "No need."
The communications officer was shot in the abdomen and looked at Masao Ono in shock: "You, you madman" He slowly slipped and died with his eyes closed.
Masao Ono received the telegram and read it.
It read, "All ten counties were destroyed and all the defensive teams were shattered."
He tore the telegram into pieces, threw it into the air, and said, "All the privates and officers are dead.
It's our turn."
A private said: "The general is not dead yet."
Ono Masao put a gun to Yue Qinghong's forehead: "Now, die" Yue Qinghong woke up and shouted in horror: "No, no, you are just a second-class soldier" Masao Ono said coldly: "You answered correctly, and you will get a prize."
"Bang" Yue Qinghong died from a headshot and fell to the ground like a pile of garbage.
Masao Ono shouted at the hillside: "Leshan, my name is Masao Ono, private.
Do you dare to fight me to the death, face to face like a man?"
Yue Feng looked at it and said with a smile: "Masao Ono, you can be regarded as a person.
You dare to kill a colonel and a general.
You have the guts.
It's just that you are in the wrong place."
He shot casually, and the bullet flew towards Masao Ono's forehead.
Ono Masao seemed to feel it.
As soon as Yue Feng finished speaking, he tilted his head.
"Pa" The bullet missed him.
Masao Ono laughed loudly: "It turns out that Leshan is a coward, a coward, and he dare not fight face to face with a private.
He is not a martial artist, not a man."
Yue Feng said "Hey": "Little devil, you are quite clever.
In this case, I will tell you a few more words.
Since you are men, why did you send more than 7,000 people here when you knew that there were only 300 people in Phoenix Mountain?
Why do we need to send twenty bombers and ten fighter planes to the war?
This is a warrior, and this is considered a man."
Masao Ono knew that he would never be able to refute Leshan, so he simply said: "Yes, we are not martial arts priests, we are not men, but neither are you, and neither are you."
Yue Feng laughed loudly: "Masao Ono, I am very clear about your urine.
Brothers and sisters in Phoenix Mountain, please listen clearly.
To deal with beasts like the Japanese, use tactics if you can, and traps if you can.
Always use traps."
More ruthless, more poisonous, and more sinister than them.”
Lan Fenghuang laughed loudly and said: "Master, please obey, the wound hurts, you damn little devil" Gao Dayong, Wu Toutuo, Hei Gaoshou and others shouted: "Follow your orders, instructor" Ono Masao's face became ugly.
He could not have imagined that before he died, he became a negative example of Leshan.
Is this considered the use of waste?
A private said: "Captain, I suggest you run away, one by one if you can, and report everything here to the commander."
Another private said: "We must escape.
The anti-slap team cannot be wiped out.
At least one must escape and the anti-slap team will continue to the end."
The third private said: "Captain, we will cover you, run away."
Masao Ono said coldly: "I'm being targeted by Leshan and I can't escape.
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I won't escape, so I can only lead the charge."
He observed fifty-two privates, pointed to the strongest one and asked: "What is your name?"
The strongest private said: "My name is Ono Masao."
Masao Ono laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, it's you.
Wait a minute, fifty-two of us will charge, and you will roll down the mountain.
Remember, roll, all the way to the foot of the mountain.
If you are not dead, Get up and run."
The strongest Ono Masao said: "I obey.
The anti-slap squad will not die, it will definitely exist, and it will definitely cause changes."
Ono Masao said: "Throw away all weapons and ammunition, except clothes."
Masao Ono, the strongest man, immediately threw away all the extra things on his body.
Ono Masao said: "Remember, run, run with all your strength."
The strongest Masao Ono said loudly: "I will definitely survive."
"Pa" a gunshot Masao Ono, the strongest man, had a hole in his head.
He had a dull look on his face and slowly fell to the ground, completely devoid of life.
Ono Masao roared: "No, Bu Leshan, you, you want to cut off all our hopes?"
Yue Feng smiled and said: "Masao Ono, you want to use the anti-slap team to cause changes in the army, enhance cohesion, and strengthen the army.
I will not agree.
Your team must be destroyed."
Ono Masao roared: "Leshan, do you really want to kill everyone?"
Yue Feng laughed loudly: "Your superiors abuse their subordinates and slap them.
The more they are slapped, the better, and the harder they are, the better.
They will make you full of resentment, make you alienated, and make you, a second-class soldier, doubt your life."
Masao Ono was heartbroken when he heard this, and couldn't help but recall the years when he was slapped.
Involuntarily, he covered his face tightly.
Yue Feng said loudly: "I have slapped many Japanese, and it feels so good.
I feel so good that it goes to heaven.
Wait a minute, you line up, and let the brothers in Phoenix Mountain slap each of them seventy-seven times.
Seventy-seven, this It’s a very auspicious number in Japan.”
Ono Masao was furious.
He hated being slapped, let alone being slapped by Chinese people.
He roared: "Privates, the anti-slapping team must not be slapped by the Chinese.
Now, I order Yusui to charge."
He grabbed his rifle and loaded it The other fifty-one privates grabbed their rifles and loaded them.
Masao Ono shouted: "Either we get slapped or die, what do we choose?"
The privates shouted: "Choose death" Masao Ono roared: "I would rather die than be slapped.
Charge, charge."
He fired and charged.
Fifty-one privates charged, shouting: "I would rather die than be slapped."
Yue Feng said calmly: "Brothers, take revenge."
Gao Dayong shouted: "For the dead brother, kill, kill" The brothers quickly aimed and fired On the top of the mountain, more than twenty sniper rifles fired simultaneously.
Lan Fenghuang said domineeringly: "Brothers, slap them in the face with bullets, hit, hit" Bullets whizzed away The privates were hit one after another and fell on the hillside road of blood and bones.
Many privates were hit in the face by bullets, which was equivalent to a slap in the face.
These guys are very tough.
Even if they are injured, they still struggle to get up and rush forward.
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“I would rather die than be slapped.”
"I won't be a slap slave even if I die."
"The only person who can die without being slapped is the true warrior."
Soon, all fifty-one privates were knocked to the ground, but they were happy because they were not slapped before they died.
The gunfire stopped, leaving Masao Ono standing blankly.
He roared: "Baga, why don't you kill me?"
Yue Feng smiled and said: "Masao Ono, you are also a figure.
You can cut yourself open and save a bullet by the way."
Ono Masao shouted in despair: "You have cut off our hope of retaliation and cut off our military's chance to reform."
Yue Feng said domineeringly: "The Dragon Guard clan will not give the little devil a chance."
Ono Masao murmured: "Gu Long Clan, Hu Long Clan, Headshot Ghost King, Leshan, Dragon Dragon Seven, Dragon Dragon Eight" He turned the muzzle of the gun, held it in his mouth, and pulled the trigger sharply.
With a crisp gunshot, Masao Ono was killed The anti-slap plan can only be implemented in hell: