Chapter 25: The Foolish Way of the Warrior

  Cai's garden, Chu Kuo-chi's small courtyard, study room. Chen Shao-hua held a cup of wine, with a drunken and dazed look: "Kuo-chi, do you think the history of later generations will have any records about us?"

  "It's hard to say, we're just small people, a drop in the ocean of history..." Before he could finish, Chu Kuaiji burst out laughing, looking at his old friend with great interest and asking: "What wind is blowing today? How did you become interested in exploring such profound questions? This isn't like you."

  Chen Shaohua shook his head, self-deprecatingly smiled: "My personality, what is my personality? Even if it's an old friend for many years, who can understand the bitterness in my heart?" Sighed and said: "My son wrote to me a few days ago, saying he didn't want to go to school anymore, wanted to join the army."

  "Good thing! A tiger father has no dog son."

  "Haha! Tiger father? No way, if one day, I mean if one day, he finds out about all the things I've done, what do you think he'll say about me as a father?"

  Chu Kuaiji thought for a moment and said: "I reckon he'll say you're a corrupt official, and that you've lost face for him. Old Chen, what exactly happened? I felt something was off about you from the start today."

  Chen Shaohua clinked his cup down, a look of deep concern on his face, saying: "Don't mention it, it's laughable to say it out loud, all caused by that rascal Ouyang Yun."

  Chu Kuo's machine was taken aback, laughed and asked: "He, what's wrong?"

  Chen Shaohua recited Ouyang Yun's sentence from noon: "Uncle Chen, I'll call you one last time, you're really disappointing me!"

  "The kid doesn't know the truth, he's just talking big. By the way, isn't he trying to buy 'second-hand goods' from you?"

  Chen Shaohua's eyes widened as he stared at him, his voice rising: "A child? You think Ouyang Yun is a child? I don't think so. Bracket machine, I dare to bet with you, if I sell a batch of 'old goods' to him, this kid will definitely do something big."

  Chu Kuo saw him speaking seriously, and in front of him appeared Ou Yang Yun's face, which seemed to always have a smiling expression. After thinking for a moment, he said: "When I had some free time, I carefully thought about it and discovered an interesting thing."

  "Really?"

  "I always feel like Ou Yang Yun is hiding some kind of secret, huh, this feeling is really strange, can't quite put it into words."

  Chen Shaohua slapped the table and exclaimed: "You're right, I have the same feeling. I drove him away this afternoon, now I'm quite regretful."

  This time it was Chu Kuo's turn to stare with wide eyes and ask: "Did you drive him away?"

  Chen Shaohua smiled wryly and said, "Yes, who made this kid speak so annoyingly?"

  Chu Kuo-chi burst out laughing: "That's not what you said, why don't you say who called yourself a corrupt official? Young people are vigorous and bloodthirsty, they can't stand the sight of ugly people like you."

  Chen Shaohua's face turned even redder, and he coughed twice before saying: "Don't mention me, what kind of good person are you?"

  "Yes, we are not good people either. If you want to blame someone, blame this muddy water for making everyone look bad."

  Two people were indulging in sentimental talk over drinks when Qiu Jian rushed in and shouted from a distance, "Chu Kuo-chih! Chu Kuo-chih!"

  Two people did not know what happened, looked at each other and went out to the main room, where they saw Qiu Jian holding a pistol and shouting: "Old Chu, hurry up and get someone to bring back Tian Ge, the Japanese have made their move against them."

  "What's going on?"

  "My god, I just came back from the barracks, guess what I saw?"

  "Huh?" "Speak quickly, what's wrong with Tian Ge?"

  "I saw Ouyang fighting with the Japanese, haha, this kid Ouyang is something else, taking on four by himself, killing three and wounding one, without a scratch on him."

  "Wasn't that explosion sound just now——"

  "What does Tian Ge have to do with this? Didn't he go to training class?"

  "Let's go, first go to the training class and get people back, then I'll tell you what's going on along the way——"

  Qiu Jian saw Ouyang Yun when the fight had almost ended.

  Ouyang Yun saw flames flashing in front of him in the car, and he instinctively pressed the brake pedal with his foot. His body tilted to one side, and he rolled out of the car after opening the door.

  He Ye village people live up to the name of God gunner, under the yellow road lamp a shot accurately hit the tire, Ford car "squeaked" and threw anchor, Shipin Qing saw the situation immediately threw out the hand-held bomb. The bomb was his special product, in order to prevent Ouyang Yun's armored vehicle, so it was equipped with armor-piercing combat department inside.

  At almost the same time, Sakura Island Po was on the roof, putting the blowpipe in his mouth and aiming at the rolling Ouyang Yun.

  Ouyang Yun encountered this attack for the first time, and his intoxication immediately dissipated. He rolled over and over again, followed by a fish jump and a fall, and then continued to roll over - his luck was not bad, he had just rushed out of the car in the previous second, and the bomb exploded in the next second. After a loud "boom", there were two more loud booms - the armor-piercing combat compartment and the mailbox were both detonated.

  After the intense explosion, the car was first thrown high and then burst into flames after landing, with the raging fire illuminating the surroundings as bright as day. As the smoke dispersed in the wind, Ou Yang Yun's figure appeared about 10 meters away, leaving the four Japanese men stunned: watching him roll and jump agilely, seemingly unscathed.

  The villagers of He Ye village raised their rifles and aimed at him again; Sakura Island Poetry blew out a "blow dart" while aiming for the opportunity; Funemori Seiyo raised his right hand, and a hand grenade was thrown over; ōno Masahide shouted in anger, drew his samurai sword and charged forward.

  Ouyang Yun rolled over and continuously checked the place where the flames had just erupted, only to see three human figures there. Suddenly, a small arrow shot into his abdomen with a "whooshing" sound, scaring him so much that he broke out in cold sweat, and only then did he realize that there were also ambushes on the roof. His eyes scanned the arrow that had fallen to the ground, seeing that the tip was black and shiny, obviously poisonous. He felt a lingering fear, thinking to himself that it was lucky he had his bulletproof vest, or else...

  It's not the time for sentiment, a gun is being cocked at him from the three figures over there, and something round has been thrown over, he uses his hands and feet, makes a forward dive, flips over on the ground, with his back to the ground, his legs quickly push off the ground to propel his body further away from the car, his right hand pulls out his own gun, aiming at the figure of Da Ye who is getting up, and has already pulled the trigger.

  With a loud "boom", almost at the same time he fired, the grenade exploded about four meters away from him, and immediately afterwards, another tongue of flame flashed out from the opposite side.

  Ouyang Yun didn't have time to check the effect of that shot, and rolled to the left, using his feet to push off the ground and turn his body 180 degrees, changing to a forward-facing posture, and fired two shots at the figure holding the rifle.

  Daiye Zhēn was very lucky, Ou Yang Yun's shot only hit his left abdomen and didn't let him die immediately - he was immediately knocked back by the bullet's great force, hastily holding a knife with his right hand to support himself on the ground, shouting loudly at his companions: "He's been shot, use guns, use guns to shoot, don't give him a chance to get up!" He considered himself a martial artist and didn't carry a gun on him, originally thinking of personally avenging his master with bloody blade against Ou Yang Yun, but now he couldn't care about that anymore - this Japanese person's strength was obviously stronger than they had estimated!

  The arrow shot by Sakura-jima was coated with a deadly poison, which was said to be so potent that it would kill as soon as it came into contact with blood. In the eyes of the Japanese, since Ouyang Yun had been hit by the arrow, he was not far from death's door either.

  "Hurray!" Shipu Qing immediately shouted with excitement, then pulled out his pistol and rushed forward. As he rushed out of the ambush point, he subconsciously swept a glance at his good friend and the villager, seeing him kneeling on the ground with both hands covering his chest, blood seeping from between his fingers, his rifle dropped to the ground. His heart sank, and he immediately turned back, supporting him and shouting in a hoarse voice: "Villager, villager, what's wrong?"

  The villager's eyes were losing their luster, the two shots came suddenly, he didn't even hear the gunfire, that Japanese soldier just raised his gun as he rolled over, and he himself was... On the verge of death, he suddenly realized that the raging fire in front of him looked just like the fire clouds of his hometown, so beautiful, so radiant. He wanted to say: Mom, I miss home... His throat moved twice, but no sound came out, his eyes wide open as he left this world.

  The ship model Qing watched as his good friend died in front of him, he felt like he was going crazy, turned around and suddenly there was a burst of gunfire, he shouted loudly: "Eight teeth, eight teeth, eight teeth Ya Lu!" Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, his body was pushed by a great force and almost fell to the ground, looking down, his chest was bleeding profusely, "Ah!" He let out a mournful cry, hastily reached out to cover it, but where could he cover it? Before he died, he found Da Ye Zheng, his mouth open, muttering: "Didn't you say he had already been shot? How?" He might have wanted to ask how the other person didn't die, and instead it was himself who died, only Death wouldn't give him any more time.

  When he was a special soldier, there was one training that Ouyang Yun had always resisted the most - turning steel rings. The first time he practiced turning steel rings, after the training ended, he vomited for more than half an hour. Later, because of a bet with his comrades, he once turned continuously for more than half an hour, setting a new record for the whole team. After that, although he also vomited profusely, from then on, turning steel rings became his exclusive skill to coerce his comrades: What? You won't give in? Alright, let's bet on turning steel rings! If I win, it's mine, OK?

  However, although the steel ring was the most smoothly rotating in the entire squad, he had never felt the significance of rotating the steel ring until today, when he rolled on the ground for no less than five minutes in a row. Only then did he realize that every special forces training has its unique purpose.

  Isn't that right? He rolled for so long, without a bit of dizziness, his marksmanship was still accurate. First, he shot and wounded Oono Masaharu, then two shots killed the sniper, and then, while rolling and shooting, one shot hit the center of Fune Kaito's chest.

  He took down two opponents and Yu Yun jumped up like a carp, firing two shots at the rooftop to his left.

  The location where Sakurajima Shi was located on the rooftop, he had been thinking about it all along. With a faint gunshot sound, Sakurajima Shi let out a muffled groan and dropped his blowpipe before disappearing from the rooftop. He heard the sound of tiles shattering and confirmed that the opponent had already rolled off the roof. With a cold smile, he blew away the remaining smoke on the gun barrel, sniffed the smell of gunpowder, and walked towards Ohno Shin.

  Daiya Masamune watched as his companions fell one by one, and he felt a chill run down his spine - a meticulously planned assassination attempt had failed so miserably. If he hadn't witnessed it himself, he wouldn't have believed that such an incredible person existed in the world. One of the "Anti-Japanese Heroes" from this Chinese mouth, had actually dodged bombs, poison arrows, and bullets with continuous flips and leaps - it was too unbelievable! As he watched his opponent approach him, he felt a shiver run down his spine, as if the one approaching him wasn't human but a demon from hell. He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, holding it up in front of him, but felt that this sword that had always been by his side seemed to have grown heavier, and lifting it was so laborious.

  Ouyang Yun stopped two meters away from him, first glanced at the tightly grasped samurai sword, then his gaze fell on the opponent's distorted face, and he sneered with a smile, saying in Japanese: "Why not use a gun? Because of the stupid Bushido?"

  ōno Masaharu's eyes widened in surprise - the other party could actually speak Japanese; then, he became enraged and shouted: "I am a samurai, a Japanese samurai who guards the Emperor, and a samurai would never stoop to using any other weapon to kill an enemy!"

  Ouyang Yun sneered: "Warrior? You're worthy of this word?!" After finishing, she rushed up, her left foot kicked his right elbow tendon, her right hand grasped his left hand, and her thumb pressed the pulse gate with force. With a flick of her left hand, she had already snatched his knife away.

  Ohno Masahiro was greatly shocked, and by the time he reacted, the knife had already reached the opponent's hand. He was so frightened that he hastily retreated, his abdomen suddenly aching violently, his body swaying to one side, almost falling down. Unable to help himself, he shouted angrily: "Despicable! You ambushed me!"

  Ouyang Yun burst out laughing and shouted in Mandarin, "This is called using one's own method against them! You little devil, come and get it!" With both hands gripping the knife tightly, he hacked at his neck with great force.

  Ohno Masashi was still shouting: "You little...!" when their heads were already separated.