A figure flashed past and blocked Yamamoto Ichiki.

The bullet hit him, making a dull sound.

Looking up, it was Fujiwara!

I saw a few blood flowing from the blood hole on his forehead, soaking his entire face, making him look a little hideous and terrifying.

But what's even more terrifying is that when the bullet hits him, it's like hitting someone else, it doesn't hurt or itchy!

"Damn, this is not resurrection, it is a zombie!"

Wang Yu was shocked. He was born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze. As a materialist, he was somewhat shocked to see the walking zombies in front of him.

"Young man, you don't have martial ethics!"

Yamamoto Ichigi's voice was gloomy, and then he said to Fujiwara during his lifetime:

"Kill him!"

As soon as the order was issued, Fujiwara raised the submachine gun in his hand.

Wang Yu fired again without waiting for him to shoot.

Bang bang bang bang!

All the bullets of the pistol were fired and hit Fujiwara, but the submachine gun in the latter's hand still opened fire.

With the temptation just now, Wang Yu knew that the other party was a corpse, so he was ready to hide.

I saw him twist his waist and hide in the bunker on one side.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, two grenades fell from the sky and landed beside him.

Wang Yu did not dare to stop at all, and jumped up again to avoid it.

boom!

The grenade exploded with a bang, and the fragments shot out cut a deep wound on his arm.

Never been so embarrassed!

Wang Yu was frightened. The combat power of this zombie Yamamoto Ichiki was beyond his imagination and was completely beyond the comparison of the Japanese in the special attack team he had met in the past.

After Wang Yu half-lying in the cover made of sandbags, he touched his left hand from his waist, took out a magazine, shook his right hand, and pulled out the empty magazine, and inserted the magazine in a hand. Just in the flash, Fujiwara had already chased him.

Before he could think too much, Wang Yu exerted force from his waist, and a carp jumped up, pushed Fujiwara's muzzle away with his left hand, and the May Fourth pistol in his right hand shot Fujiwara's chest several times.

But at this time Fujiwara was no longer a normal body of flesh and blood, but an unconscious walking corpse, not afraid of bullets at all.

At this time, Wang Yu really wanted to say to Li Yunlong, Commander, this Japanese man was not raised by his parents, and he was not afraid of bullets!

But before Wang Yu's gunshots fell, he felt a severe pain in his lower abdomen and flew backwards.

Bang!

He slammed into the cover sandbag behind him, and his pistol came out of his hand.

This kick made Wang Yu a little bored.

Damn it! This zombie is so fierce, and my combat power is probably comparable to mine!

Wang Yu was very shocked!

You should know that through the support of the system, his physical fitness itself is already very terrifying. The three indicators are:

【Power 17】

【Endurance 12】

【Speed ​​11】

The comprehensive parameters of ordinary people are only 2 to 3. Before the first battalion commander Zhang Dabiao became an assault soldier, he was about 4, and Wei Dayong and Wei Monk Wei was about 6.

The fact that Monk Wei could kill a Japanese soldier with one palm shows how powerful his physical fitness is.

But now, his average physical parameters are more than twice as high as Wei Dayong, and he actually feels tricky!

The physical fitness of this zombie is undoubtedly terrifying!

At this moment, the submachine gun in Fujiwara's corpse had no bullets. Knowing that Wang Yu would not give him time to change bullets, he gave up his weapon and attacked Wang Yu with bare hands.

Wang Yu didn't dare to be arrogant and stood up to face the challenge.

But in this situation, he was undoubtedly at a disadvantage.

Fujiwara couldn't feel the pain, she was completely in a fierce and fearless manner, exchanging injuries for injuries.

As the saying goes, Wang Yu doesn't want to exchange such a corpse, not to mention that there is a Yamamoto staring at him.

Although Fujiwara could not feel the pain, her body found that it was not like a walking zombie, extremely agile and quick, and hit Wang Yu's vital points with every punch and kick!

But in the end, he was shot several times, which hurt the body's muscle tissue, causing some slow attacks.

Wang Yu took the opportunity to seize the opportunity, and a dagger appeared in his hand, cutting off Fujiwara's arm with one knife.

The combat power of the zombie who lost his arm was greatly reduced. Although the attack was still fierce and fearless, there was a gap in the defense. After a few moves, Wang Yu cut off his head with one knife!

Looking at the zombie whose limbs suddenly became stiff, Wang Yu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this zombie was not as good as Xing Tian. After losing his head, the bottom test was finished.

At this moment, Wang Yu felt a warning sign, and a bitter sound of wind breaking came from behind his ears. Before he could react, he felt a huge force coming from behind his head.

Bang!

Wang Yu's eyes turned dark and he fell to the ground.

In the darkness, many stars emerged in front of his eyes, constantly circling.

While biting the tip of his tongue, Wang Yu took a deep breath to prevent himself from fainting and tried to stand up.

Behind him, looking at the embarrassed Wang Yu, Yamamoto Ichiki did not relax after the sneak attack, but kicked Wang Yu away again!

Bang!

Wang Yu smashed heavily on the wall and then landed on the ground.

At this moment, he did not spit out a mouthful of blood as he did in the movie, but felt extremely tight and unable to breathe, and his ribs and back were as painful as fractures!

When Wang Yu came to this world, he had never felt such pain.

Looking at the weak Wang Yu, Yamamoto Kazuki showed a bloodthirsty expression on his face. Listening to the dense gunfire outside the command center, he did not rush to kill, but said jokingly:

"If you kneel down to me now, maybe I can let you go and continue to work with you!"

Wang Yu supported his body, covered his left rib and leaned against the wall. He did not look at Yamamoto Ichiki, but laughed alone, feeling a little sad and free.

In Yamamoto Ichiki's opinion, he was undoubtedly an insult and was counter-insulted. He was a little angry and said in a cold voice:

"What are you laughing at!"

Wang Yu smiled so hard that he couldn't breathe. Perhaps it was because of pain in his left ribs. He recovered after a while and said:

"Don't get me wrong. I'm not laughing at you anymore, but laughing at myself. It took me so long that I felt the pain my ancestors had endured. I feel more and more how difficult it is for them."

As he smiled, Wang Yu had some water vapor in his eyes, thinking about the scenes he saw on the battlefield.

During the charge, the trumpet blower was cut through his stomach by shrapnel, and his intestines flowed all over the ground, but he still blew the charge for the troops.

In the hand-to-hand battle, the soldier was cut off his legs and fell to the ground, but he was still holding a bayonet in his hand. He saw the chopping in his fur shoes!

...

Wouldn't they be in pain?

Although Wang Yu didn't know what kind of power Fujiwara was supporting his battle before, what supported the Eighth Route Army soldiers must be the fiery heart and soul that was heavier than a thousand pounds!

"What an unreasonable madman!" Yamamoto Ichiki was a little angry, and was a little unreasonable about Wang Yu's thoughts.

After a breath of relief, Wang Yu looked at Yamamoto and said:

"For us, you are madmen, brainwashing soldiers with nationalist ideas and turning them into war killing machines!"

"Oh!"

Yamamoto Kazuki sneered and continued:

"Don't put me and that group of extremists together, they never have their own soul!"

"Yes, I forgot this. They just want to kill, but you want to be the emperor!" Wang Yu responded.

"If you don't care for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth!" Yamamoto Ichiki responded:

"As long as we have some experience, we will do something big, but you are under the command of a little Li Yunlong and do something irrelevant!"

"It's regretful, but it's really hateful!"

Wang Yu laughed sarcastically and said, "A big cause? Is it a change of dynasty? But what's the point?"

In fact, what Wang Yu also wants to say is that this is just an illusory world transformed by the system. Perhaps from the beginning, this is the punishment for complaining to him.

Because he knew that the world of swordsmanship was just a fictional one in film and television dramas. Perhaps the prototype of the characters could be found in history, but his current world might be a game, a game that punishes him!

Therefore, no matter how many things that are unorthodox, it will be meaningless.

And naturally, these words cannot be said to Yamamoto Ichiki. Although he knew that this guy was like him and was also the owner of the system, he was in a hostile position and could not reveal too much.
To be continued...