Chapter 139 Five Heroes of the Unknown Mountain

Several Japanese officers were stunned. They didn't expect that Captain Liuchuan would stop them, but they still stopped obediently.

In their hearts, Liu Chuanjun has absolute authority. They respect and obey him from the bottom of their hearts, and their orders will be carried out without compromise.

"It's bad. This devil has a lot of eyes." Nine-headed dragon's heart was cold. He presupied that his intention was discovered by the other party, but he still stood there calmly looking at the other party.

"Captain, why did you stop us? This Chinese soldier is too arrogant. Let's teach him a lesson." Several Japanese officers looked angry. They were really angry about the arrogance of the nine-headed dragon just now, so they actively asked for war.

Ryugawa Jun knew what they were thinking, but he always felt that there was something wrong with the nine-headed dragon, and his behavior was beyond the reaction of normal people, so he stopped the Japanese officers.

He took a step forward, and Liu Chuanjun looked up and down at the nine-headed dragon. When his eyes fell on his left hand hidden behind him, an idea suddenly flashed in his heart.

"Quick, step back." Liu Chuanjun roared, and he rushed forward and rushed to the nine-headed dragon. He is only a few steps away from the nine-headed dragon now, and there may be a chance to stop him.

The nine-headed dragon suddenly pulled out his left hand and showed the white smoke grenade in his palm, and a ferocious smile appeared on his blood-stained and sweaty cheeks. "Little devils, grandpa will give you a sweet potato to eat."

With a shout, the grenade crossed the top of the mountain with the sound of breaking the air and landed on the crowd of devils on the top of the mountain, where the Japanese officers gathered.

He had some regret in his heart. He originally wanted to seduce several devil officers to detonate them, but now it seems that there is no chance, so he can only do it in advance.

The grenade fell on the hard Qingshi mountain top, making a clear sound, and then rolled towards it, stopping more than two feet away. White smoke kept coming out, and it was about to explode.

"Dodge!" Just when the nine-headed dragon thought that the devil officers could not be spared, a Japanese officer jumped on the grenade and pressed the grenade with his body to cover the others.

Rumble - a mass of smoke rose from the top of the mountain. The devil officer was blown out by a grenade, but he also protected the other Japanese with his own body, causing them to suffer only some minor injuries.

"Mr. Oda!" Several Japanese officers shouted almost in unison that the dead Japanese had a good relationship with them, which made them sad and angry.

The nine-headed dragon stretched out his right hand, and the saber drew a strange arc to directly split the door of Chuan Jun's face, and the action was extremely fast.

Liu Chuanjun's eyes were cold, his body leaned back slightly, and his left hand suddenly lifted it up, and his palm was like a knife. He fiercely hit the wrist of the nine-headed dragon holding the knife, intending to shoot down his saber.

The nine-headed dragon's wrist suddenly shook, and a knife flower appeared in his wrist. The sharp blade cut to the pulse of Liu Chuanjun's palm, which made him temporarily have to retreat.

"Good skills!" Liu Chuanjun had to retract his hand, but he immediately rushed forward and punched the nine-headed dragon face door.

The nine-headed dragon saber was raised upward, and the tip of the knife was aimed at Liu Chuanjun's fist. If it was hit, it would definitely leave a blood hole.

However, Liu Chuan Jun is a martial arts master, so naturally he will not be easily poked. His arm tilted slightly, let the sword of the nine-headed dragon hit him on the shoulder.

The nine-headed dragon staggered back, and felt that his arm was sore, and he couldn't even hold the saber.

Liu Chuanjun did not stop at all. He stepped an arrow under his feet, raised his right leg violently, and his big leather boots kicked the headbone of the nine-headed dragon.

The Japanese's long military boots are inlaid with hard steel plates. If you kick it with Ryu Chuan's skills, the leg bones of the nine-headed dragon are likely to be broken on the spot.

The nine-headed dragon was a little too late to react, but at this time, a big knife fell, cutting Liu Chuanjun's calf vertically, and another rifle also stretched out from the side, stabbing his thigh.

At the critical moment, two special forces helped the nine-headed dragon avoid the disaster, and they forced Liu Chuanjun back in time.

"Brothers, jump!"

The nine-headed dragon hissed wildly, and the first one turned around and jumped off the cliff. The fight just now made him understand that a few people were not Liu Chuan Jun's opponents at all. If he continued to fight, I'm afraid he would have no chance to jump off the cliff.

The shadow flashed, and the nine-headed dragon fell down like a meteor. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared in the clouds under the dark cliff.

Being him, several special forces members did not hesitate at all. They followed him and jumped to the bottom of the cliff. They had already prepared before, so they implemented it without delay.

"Hive me a stop!" Liu Chuanjun was also a little stunned at first. It was not until the last special forces member jumped down the cliff that he realized that his arm suddenly stretched out and grabbed his arm.

The fall of the special forces' body was suddenly stopped, and his body was suspended outside the cliff, but an arm firmly tied him to the edge of the cliff.

"Gone go, little devil!" The special forces team members looked up and saw that they were caught by the devil officer. They were anxious and struggled hard to get out of his grasp.

However, Rukawa Feng is a master of Japanese martial arts. He is proficient in karate, judo and Chinese martial arts. No matter how the special forces soldier struggles, he grabs his palm like an iron hoop, and there is no intention of loosening.

The two people were wrestling on the edge of the cliff and fell into a stalemate for a while. No one could help each other.

The corner of his eyes was swept away, and the special forces members saw the Japanese soldiers who were rushing. He felt that his blood was going to explode, and he would not be a prisoner of devils.

"--Ah--!"

A sad roar sounded between the cliffs, and a bright red burst out in front of Liu Chuanjun's eyes, and a hot ** splashed on his cheek, making him subconsciously close his eyes.

At the same time, he felt that the original weight in his hand disappeared without a trace. When he opened his eyes, he found that there was only a bloody arm in his hand, and the special forces had fallen down.

Liu Chuanfeng looked at it and saw the distorted face of the special forces because of the severe pain. His eyes were full of unyielding flames. When his eyes finally fell on the big knife held by the other party's one arm, he couldn't help sighing with respect.

Just now, the other party actually cut the muscles of the grasped arm with a big knife in the other hand. The huge pulling force generated by the weight instantly tore off the arm and let the special forces get out of his grip.

What kind of people is this?

Liu Chuanjun was greatly shocked. How powerful is the mysterious master he has never met? How powerful can he train such a fierce part.

He has a feeling that perhaps his biggest opponent is this mysterious person who can train this group of fierce masters. In the future, he and the other party can only live alone.

The Japanese soldiers around were also dumbfounded. They didn't expect that the other party would be so fierce. They would rather break their arms than let themselves catch it. Are these people all made of stones?

At the beginning, they marveled at the excellent combat effectiveness of these people, but with the extension of the time they fought with the other party, they increasingly felt the horror of the other party, not only the combat effectiveness, but also the unyielding willpower.

The soldiers of the Night Devils Corps thought that they were strong-willed, but compared with these people, he found that his people were really much worse, and the madness of the other party made them tremble and fear from the bottom of their hearts.

"Captain Liuchuan, what should we do next?" Several Japanese officers looked at Ryu Kawatoshi. They were busy for most of the night, but they were so busy that they were so busy that countless Japanese soldiers were killed and injured, and the other party did not even leave their bodies in the end, which was really a little unacceptable to them.

Liu Chuanjun frowned as if he didn't hear their words. He slowly pulled back the hand stretched out to the bottom of the cliff and gently picked up the broken arm in his palm.

The broken arm has been cold, and the blood has been exhausted. Because his fingers are a little stiff, it took Liu Chuan Jun a lot of effort to break his fingers.

"Bear a clean cloth." Liu Chuanjun turned around and said to his subordinates. Someone immediately ran down to get a piece of white cloth and spread it on the ground.

Liu Chuanjun held the arm in his hand, and then solemnly put it on the white cloth. Then he wrapped the white cloth carefully layer by layer, and finally tied it with a rope.

"Captain, what are you going to do?" Several subordinates looked at their captain's behavior and couldn't help asking puzzledly, "Why are you so kind to the bodies of Chinese soldiers?"

Liu Chuanjun sighed, "They are real warriors and deserve our respect."

He ordered the man to take the amputated arm down the mountain to bury it. Liu Chuanjun ordered everyone, "Sent people down the cliff and carefully check every inch of land below. You have to see people alive and dead, you have to see the corpses."

Under an order, a team of Japanese soldiers used the ropes brought to put them down from the cliff, intending to explore the distance under the cliff, but they were disappointed. There seemed to be an abyss under the cliff, which could not be explored to the end at all. They went down three or four hundred meters in one breath without the end. Instead, they were attacked by strong wind and cold, and several devils fell into the boundless darkness.

After listening to the soldiers' return, Liu Chuan Jun pondered for a long time and had to order everyone to withdraw and stop exploring under the cliff. He can care about his life, but he can't help but care about the lives of those soldiers.

What's more, if they can't get down the rope, the fallen Chinese soldiers will have little chance of surviving. Even if they find them, they may be just a few broken corpses that have been blurred or even can't be seen for a long time.

Taking the team to get off the mountain, Jun Liu Chuan turned around and looked at the peak soaked in the blood of Japanese soldiers. His eyes were full of complexity. After a while, he finally turned around and left.

The lonely mountain fell into a dead silence again.

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