Chapter 0009: The Unstoppable Round Face

Even if I miscalculated, those guys reacted way too slowly! Liu Lang felt an unprecedented resentment towards the sluggish Nationalist soldiers. If they had reacted just a little bit faster and rushed forward to attract the attention of the last remaining Japanese soldier, the two bayonets stuck in his back would definitely be able to dig out that guy's yolk.

Oh, it's her! Then it's nothing to worry about Liu Lang nodded indifferently, noticing that Chi Dakuai's expression changed drastically and he was in a daze, he had to add, Those three little devils have already been taken care of by me, the firewood girl is over there acting.

One is not afraid of opponents as formidable as gods, but rather of teammates as foolish as pigs. Liu Lang, having devoted all his strength to fervently embrace the earth mother, found himself disoriented and dazed after being knocked about, clutching his head and wanting to curse.

Until now, he finally remembered something extremely important: over there, there were still three living little devils. Although they currently had one machine gun and three rifles and were not afraid of them, as soon as the fighting started, it wouldn't take long for the supporting Japanese troops to arrive. It wouldn't require too many people; just a squad of small artillery would be enough to take care of these twenty or so individuals.

Captain Ji looked at the ruins in the distance, where faint, mournful screams could still be heard, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of hesitation

What the hell, who is Ji Yanxue? Liu Lang, determined to escape, was momentarily taken aback. This clearly sounded like a woman's name, and judging by the tone, it seemed to be a woman closely related to his own plump body. If she happened to be that guy's wife, then it would be quite unfair to the plump man.

Indeed, it is that renowned ronin. After hearing Liu Lang's response, Chi Dakuai finally confirmed Liu Lang's identity. With this physique, there is no other like him in the entire 19th Route Army.

In a short distance of five to six meters, the desperate Japanese soldier, after firing a shot that hit an unfortunate individual's arm, was firmly pinned down by seven or eight Nationalist soldiers.

Feeling a bit dizzy, Liu Lang bared his teeth and drew the gleaming military dagger from behind him, causing the bearded man who was running towards him to come to a sudden halt

In order to evade gunfire, this fierce character, known for being even harsher on himself, had his head slammed to the ground. This was the most ruthless individual that Chi Dakuai had ever encountered in his life. Before the enemy and ally were clearly distinguished, Chi Dakuai, who had personally beheaded three Japanese soldiers, did not dare to let his guard down.

The truth that only those who survive until the end can truly laugh is not applicable to the soldiers of this Japanese infantry squad; before succumbing to the darkness of death, he must have envied his comrade who was shot in the head.

On such a battlefield, the larger the target, the quicker it falls. Liu Lang had no intention of huddling together for warmth with this group of soldiers from the Nationalist Army, who possessed only average military skills.

Women are troublesome, and can they even be contagious? What are you, a bearded man who is even uglier than most men, being so coy about?

If the big-faced man is taken down by the little devils, the next ones to suffer misfortune will undoubtedly be them. The four fully armed Japanese soldiers are too cautious to act, and they do not dare to engage. As for the one remaining little devil, who has already fired a shot and still needs half a second to pull the bolt and another half a second to aim, even more than twenty of them do not dare to take action against him; that would truly be a death wish

It's just... I don't know how he will feel if I tell him this now

"Are you Officer Liu?" Chih Dakuai, somewhat taken aback, asked the back of Liu Lang, who turned around and walked away without hesitation.

I am not some Officer Liu

Liu Lang, who once struck a bat from thirty meters away with a tiger-toothed military knife, possesses this confidence

He only needs to quietly find a place to hide, waiting for the Nationalist Army's major counteroffensive at 1:00 AM to reclaim lost territory, after which he can leisurely return to the rear to recuperate, as this battle, which still has about ten days left, will soon come to an end

She was taken over there by three devils. Chi Dakuai shivered and could only honestly point towards the ruins a hundred meters away

Even if he had previously inquired with such an unlikely notion.

Woman, your epithet is trouble

A glance revealed a group of soldiers frantically smashing a humanoid figure that was continuously emitting cries of anguish with everything they could use. Liu Lang felt a sense of relief and jumped up in anger: "What the hell is wrong with you? Are you the soldiers that bastard brought out? Do you have any sense of teamwork? Do you even realize that I almost got killed by your stupidity?"

"Alright, take your brothers and get out of here quickly, it's not safe." Seeing that the big bearded man had a relatively good attitude in admitting his mistake, Liu Lang grimaced as he rubbed his forehead, which was swollen from Mother Earth’s embrace, and waved his hand, preparing to turn around and flee, displaying a sense of urgency.

"It is truly Director Liu..." Chi Dakuai exclaimed in disbelief, his mouth agape as he muttered to himself.

After all, having occupied this being's body, it can be considered that there is a certain causal relationship.

Chi Dakuai gaped widely, completely turning into a sculpture

Completely devoid of the heroic aura that should envelop the protagonist, lacking the necessary awareness.

Speaking Chinese so fluently must mean he is Chinese, and he certainly cannot be an enemy. No wonder this outfit looks so awkward on him, even diminishing his heroic demeanor by a few degrees

What is the outcome when a soldier who has lost the ability to protect himself is pinned down by an enraged enemy soldier? Even someone with a slightly clearer mind could figure it out with their backside.

"Brother, how about your part?" Chi Dakuai hesitated and asked from a distance of three to four meters away from Liu Lang.

Seven or eight soldiers of the National Revolutionary Army, led by a man with a bushy beard, charged forward in a frenzy.

The experience of being brutally beaten to death by all available hard objects is something that no one would wish to endure

And then there was nothing more

In any case, Liu Lang now wants to roll as far away as possible.

"Brother, it is our fault..." Chi Dakuai was suddenly scolded by the fierce-looking man, his face turning red, yet his mind felt a sense of relief.

It is rumored in the military that Young Master Liu has long been coveting the beauty of the division's flower, and has been fervently pursuing her since the very first day he joined the army. It now appears that these are indeed not mere words.

As soon as the words were spoken, Chi Dakuai's expression changed dramatically.

Trouble has come, and there is no escaping it. Liu Lang could only sigh softly in his heart and turned his head to ask: "I am Liu Lang, who is Ji Yanxue?"

Liu Lang, who originally intended to perform a standard forward roll to evade the attack, ultimately misjudged the strength of his own considerable weight. His strength, being less than that of an average adult, was insufficient to support the weight of two adults, resulting in an outcome that was naturally somewhat different from what he had imagined

He wouldn't go mad and take himself down, would he? Just think of that little devil who was nailed to the ground, struggling for his life; Chi Dakuai's face turned a bit green.

"You are Liu Lang, Chief Liu of the Communications Staff? Don't go, Section Leader Ji Yanxue is here!" Seeing Liu Lang about to disappear into the night, Chi Dakuai anxiously called out.

The stark difference between the large, painted face before me and the Liu Commander from my memories is truly remarkable. If it were not for Liu Lang's own admission, Zhi Dakuai would never have dared to believe that this overweight man, who took down three enemies with just two bullets, was the same person once referred to as the disgrace of the 61st Division, the fat communications officer.

"Is she there?" Liu Lang asked, furrowing his brows