Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

Chapter 551 Swearing to Changshengtian

In the end, the armored vehicles of the armored infantry regiment surrounded the remaining more than one hundred horses on a grassland of more than 900 square meters.

And Zhabu Zhaqing was among them.

Sun Desheng did not follow the tank regiment into the city, but instead participated in the siege of this group of cavalry.

When Sun Desheng saw Zhang Dabiao coming in a jeep, he hurried to meet him.

"Division Commander, there are only these little devils and puppet troops left!"

Zhang Dabiao raised his hand, looked at his watch, and saw that the hour hand pointed to ten o'clock. He nodded with satisfaction.

"Not bad. Let's kill the Japs first. If these puppet soldiers surrender, we'll capture them and hand them over to the mobile regiment. If they don't surrender, we'll kill them right away!"

Sun Desheng stood at attention, returned to his command tank, and took out an electric horn produced by Pingshun Electronics Factory.

"Listen, puppet soldiers in front, separate from the Japanese immediately, or else don't blame us for being blind!"

The Japanese soldiers in the encirclement didn't seem to understand the meaning, but when they saw the puppet soldiers around them gradually distanced themselves from them, they felt that something was wrong.

But it's too late!

Four machine guns fired at the same time, and more than a dozen Japanese soldiers fell off their horses. Then all that could be heard was the wailing of the horses.

"Okay, now that we have wiped out all the Japanese, let's talk about your problems! Except for your division commander, everyone else can surrender, and we will give you a fair trial!"

These pseudo-Mongolian soldiers then threw away their muskets and sabers as if they were avoiding the plague god, dismounted, and led their horses towards the encirclement.

In the end, there was only one Zhabu Zhaqing left in the encirclement.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are Zhabu Zhaqing, right?"

"Sir, I am Zhabu Zhaqing, but I have never done anything against the law!"

"Haha, just one of the things you did is enough to get you shot, you were the one who took advantage of the virginity, right?

Bah, you dog!

Machine guns ready!"

Zhabu Zhaqing looked at the black muzzle of the machine gun and was completely numb with fear.

Don’t be fooled by these criminals who are extremely vicious in normal times. When facing death, they are more cowardly than the other.

I guess he's afraid that he's done too many bad things, so he should be put in the frying pan!

"Wait, I don't accept it! If you have the guts, ride on your horse and fight me one on one!"

"Haha, you said we should duel? Don't forget, the machine gun is in my hand now!"

"I'll trade something with you! Something very important! But you have to promise me that if I win, you'll let me go!"

"Why should I trust you?"

"I swear to the Eternal Heaven!"

(The "Eternal Heaven" worshipped by the Mongolians is pronounced "Tengri" in Mongolian, representing their highest god, the eternal sky. In the Mongolian belief, Eternal Heaven is the leader of all gods and the monarch of all things in the world.)

Zhang Dabiao was a little impatient. What important things could this bastard have in his hand? He just wanted to find a way to survive!

"Sun Desheng, don't bother with him, just hug him!"

Sun Desheng thought for half a minute, then said to Zhang Dabiao seriously:

"Commander, I'll give it a try. If this guy really has something incredible in his hand, then we might just kill him. It would be a big mistake!"

"How sure are you?"

"About seventy percent!"

"Okay, go ahead and don't worry. I'll keep an eye on him and have the sniper ready. If this guy tries any tricks, we'll kill him!"

Sun Desheng took off his tank cap, picked up a sharp saber from the ground, selected a good horse, and after riding two laps, he stood fifty meters away from Zhabu Zhaqing.

"Then I'll shout again, Cavalry Company, Charge!"

Sun Desheng knocked on the horse's belly with his legs, and the warhorse under his crotch seemed to sense his murderous intent and ran forward.

Zhabu Zhaqing also became ruthless and regarded this as his last chance to survive. He rode his horse over and raised the saber in his hand when he was about 20 meters away.

Zhabu Zhaqing has a strong physique. If this knife were to hit Sun Desheng, he would probably be cut in half.

Even if this blow hit Sun Desheng's saber, the saber in his hand would probably be knocked away.

Therefore, Sun Desheng did not choose to confront the enemy head-on, but at the critical moment, he leaned down under the horse to avoid the attack, then stood on tiptoe like a dragonfly skimming the water and raised his saber upwards with force.

Zhabu Zhaqing was still immersed in the regret of his missed attack when he suddenly felt a piercing pain.

When he looked again, his right hand holding the knife had disappeared.

Zhabu Zhaqing fell off the horse.

Sun Desheng proudly raised his saber and won applause from the audience.

"Sun Desheng, well done, you're still as good as ever!"

Sun Desheng dismounted and walked directly to Zhabu Zhaqing, who was rolling on the ground with his arms folded.

"Are you satisfied?"

"I submit! I submit!"

"If you are still a man, remember your oath to Changshengtian and take out your bet!"

Zhabu Zhaqing, who was pale with pain and sweating profusely, pointed to Wuchuan County.

"In...in the secret passage under the warehouse, there is a batch of weapons from Country E! I'll give them all to you in exchange for my life!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Dabiao rushed up and grabbed Zhabu Zhaqing by the collar.

"E country's arms? Are you sure? How did you get them?"

Zhabu Zhaqing had lost too much blood and replied weakly:

"Confirmed, they robbed a caravan on the road last night. Unexpectedly, they were transporting arms and four E countrymen!"

"Where are the E countrymen?"

"I'm locked up in the police station! Please let me go!"

Zhang Dabiao winked at Sun Desheng, who trotted onto the command tank and ordered the soldiers in the city to search the warehouse and police station through the intercom.

Ten minutes later, the soldiers in the city found a batch of Mosin-Nagant rifles, and the prison was filled with E people whose heads were swollen like pigs.

Sun Desheng walked out quickly, looked at Zhabu Zhaqing who was dying on the ground, and nodded to Zhang Dabiao.

"Commander, he didn't lie, he found them all!"

Zhang Dabiao clapped his hands.

"Zhabu Zhaqing, you have made a great contribution, but you have committed too many crimes. Even if I magnify your contribution tenfold, you will still die.

How about this, I'll leave you with an intact body as a reward for you!"

After Zhang Dabiao finished speaking, he turned his back.

Sun Desheng took out his pistol and fired three shots at Zhabu Zhaqing's chest, finally sending this devil on earth to hell.

"Sun Desheng, hang Zhabu Zhaqing's body at the city gate, but be careful not to leave it hanging for too long, or it will stink!"

Zhang Dabiao got on a jeep and rushed towards the police station and warehouse in Wuchuan County. He was eager to know what the E countrymen were up to!