Rise From Eight Hundred

Yes, although Fujiwara Sen's battlefield experience was the least among all the people present, his keen intuition still made him feel the crisis. Ni

Seeing that it was impossible to do anything, and the opponent was planning to further threaten his side, he immediately and decisively ordered: "Order, the second team will stay to block the enemy, and the rest of the people will retreat!"

The trench area where he was located was quite clever. It was 40 meters long and faced the mountain road below, but the side was curved to a rocky area and extended to the distance, which was enough to provide cover for it under the MG34 machine gun's strafing.

This was probably also considered by the infantry squad that dug the trench, but now it was a wedding dress for Fujiwara Sen's.

It was naturally much easier for the Japanese troops on the hillside to evacuate. The distance was far away, and with the cover of the dense forest, if they wanted to run, even the special forces with machine guns and MG34 machine guns would not be able to leave them behind.

However, if they just turned around and ran without caring about anything, the Japanese army would be overthinking. There was a machine gun, a machine gun and more than a dozen semi-automatic rifles below. Just chasing them and shooting them could leave at least half of them on the hillside.

Not to mention that under the cover of their own firepower, Shen Laoliu and Mingxin had already led several people to leave the carriage shelter and bypass them from both wings, intending to swallow them up in one bite.

Therefore, before evacuating, Fujiwara Zhanxiong cruelly cut off his arm and left at least one combat team of six Japanese soldiers to block the attack.

It must be said that the Japanese troops he led were indeed elite troops. Even though they knew that those who stayed behind would definitely die, the six Japanese soldiers obeyed the orders and resolutely executed the orders of their superiors. They also relied on a light machine gun, two submachine guns and three rifles to persist for nearly 15 minutes under the siege of Tang Dao and a group of special forces before they were all annihilated.

That was enough to make Fujiwara Sen'ao lead the remnants to escape into the mountains. For these dangerous enemies, Tang Dao rationally stopped the pursuit. If he continued to chase, trapped beasts would be the most terrifying. The 20 special forces who lost their heavy weapons, even if he could only do it, at least five or six people would be needed to completely wipe out this elite Japanese army.

It would be more appropriate to let the 17th Division search the mountains!

Moreover, this battle did not disappoint Tang Dao too much.

As expected, the elite team sent by the Japanese army to rescue Yamamoto would not exceed 40 people. Now there are more than 20 people, and there are 16 Japanese corpses left on the battlefield, including one who was killed by MG34 machine guns while fleeing and the one who was shot dead by Lu Sanjiang before.

This means that more than half of this shitty special forces team have been killed, and they have basically lost the possibility of appearing again.

The next journey should be much quieter.

However, the officers and soldiers of the Four Lines Regiment who were responsible for counting the battlefield did not have any happy expressions on their faces.

It was not that they consumed enough ammunition to annihilate an infantry squad in this battle, nor that the fierce battle caused the loss of two pack horses and a war horse, and two people were injured.

Rather, the casualty ratio between the two sides was almost 1:1.

After the battle, they found 11 bodies in the wooden shed that was originally used as a resting place for the soldiers at the checkpoint. They were all soldiers from the 17th Division.

However, this was not the end. In the woods on the hillside, three bodies were found that had been tortured beyond recognition and gagged until they died.

In addition, the Chinese soldier who was previously coerced by the Japanese army was exactly a complete infantry squad, which meant that the infantry squad of the 17th Division could be declared disbanded.

Because the soldier who instinctively retorted after being scolded by Lu Sanjiang was shot in the chest and was probably dead. Ni

"I have no choice. I really have no choice. If I don't cooperate with them, they will kill Squad Leader Niu and the others. Squad Leader Niu and I are the only ones who have died from joining the army in our village. We can't die anymore." The only soldier who was alive but was unfortunately shot in the chest by the crossfire between the two sides looked up at his compatriots who were surrounded by him with extremely ugly faces. His eyes were full of tears and he murmured in repentance.

Through this period of fierce crossfire, the soldier should also know that these people in civilian clothes should not be caravans, but regular troops. And the only ones who can fight the Japanese are our own people.

"Little brother, you don't need to say it, we all know it." Tang Dao sighed slightly, squatted down, and gently held the young man whose pupils had little focus.

Although there was no surveillance to replay what happened at this checkpoint, Tang Dao could almost outline the scene at that time through the few words of this soldier combined with the situation on the scene.

They should have been attacked at night. The elite Japanese army should have arrived here yesterday afternoon, and then used the cover of night to sneak in and kill the sentry first, and then control the rest.

In order to make them surrender, the Japanese cruelly used killing to intimidate them. This is also the reason why at least six of the 11 bodies in the straw hut were strangled to death by ropes. That was the killing after complete control.

Cruel killing will form a great sense of oppression on people's psychology. At this time, if close interpersonal relationships are used for coercion, there will always be people who surrender. Ni

For the Japanese, only one such tool is needed, and the rest are useless, so the chips on the hillside are estimated to have been killed before the war.

As for the horrible scars on their bodies, perhaps, it is just a game they use to have fun when they are bored.

The poor soldier was shamelessly deceived by the Japanese. The person he wanted to protect had already died quietly.

"Tell Squad Leader Niu that I'm sorry for him. I became a running dog of the devils..." The soldier's voice became weaker and weaker until it was silent.

"Brother, we don't blame you, really, we don't blame you at all." Lv Sanjiang's eyes were red.

This strong man had hardly shed tears since he saw his old squad leader use himself and his horse as bait and was swept into a honeycomb by the Japanese heavy machine gun. But today, because of a cowardly soldier who "surrendered" to the Japanese army, his eyes were red.

The reason is very simple. He was cowardly, but he also wanted to protect. The three remains on the hillside have proved that he did not lie. Otherwise, the Japanese army would not have to move the three people to the hillside.

Moreover, he also used his life to atone for deceiving his compatriots.

Five seconds before the two sides exchanged fire, with his military instinct, he should have crawled and rolled away immediately, but he did not, instead he stood still.

I think the reason he was alive was just to save his comrades.

Moreover, his instinctive curse back to Lv Sanjiang was crucial, otherwise, Lv Sanjiang would never have been so decisive in concluding that the man next to him who spoke in an extremely authentic Northeastern accent was a Japanese.

In fact, the Shaanxi dialect of the soldier was too authentic, which was definitely not something the Japanese could learn, and it was also the reason why Lv Sanjiang did not have any doubts at first. Even if he tried to find clues by talking about this and that, the Japanese behaved really perfectly, and the soldier's authentic Shaanxi dialect was used as a supporting evidence.

Until Tang Dao in the carriage actually felt that there were still eyes on the hillside coveting this place, an ordinary checkpoint located in his own defense zone would never be so cautious, so he coughed to remind him, and Lv Sanjiang then took out the killer mace of cursing to test.

As long as they are Chinese, when they hear someone want to fuck their ancestors, they will not care who you are, and they will curse back first and then say other things. Only people of other races obviously can't think a little bit, and they stupidly ask, "What did you say?" 'Just like this, you still dare to say that you are from the three northeastern provinces? You

Lv Sanjiang didn't hesitate at all, and immediately judged that the person next to him might be a real Chinese, but that person was definitely not.

He didn't immediately kill the Chinese soldier who was an accomplice to the evil, because he wanted to catch him alive after the war to ask him clearly.

But he didn't expect that there was also a meaning of protection behind this, even if it was a desperate protection, and he would not hesitate to use his life to atone for his sins.

"I will tell your squad leader, platoon leader, and company commander that your kid is great." Lu Sanjiang rubbed his eyes fiercely, stood up and bowed his head to solemnly promise.

"Put his body together with his brothers, and when the 17th Division asks, say that he also died in battle. Others, go find traces of how the Japanese attacked this checkpoint, so as to remind the friendly forces." Tang Dao squinted and looked into the distance.

This small special forces team may not have caused him great losses today, but he must admit that they have strong combat effectiveness. Even the outposts of the Four-line Regiment were caught off guard and probably wiped out.

This kind of post-war summary is particularly necessary. Ni

Xia Dayu fired a red flare into the sky according to Tang Dao's request. If the outposts near the 17th Division saw it, they would definitely send someone to check it out.

On the one hand, the infantry squad that was attacked and killed all needed to be restrained, and the loss of the other two pack horses needed to be replenished, which required the support of the local infantry regiment or even the infantry brigade.

Except for a few high grounds where two-person teams were necessary for vigilance, the rest of the people basically spread out to look for traces of the Japanese attack on the infantry squad.

Although it rained all day, it should have wiped out a lot of traces, but in order to sneak into the defense zone of a dozen infantry squads, and control all of them without firing a shot, at least the sentry must be killed first.

The smell of blood and the breath of death are inevitable.

Fortunately, there is a hammer!

Before the 17th Division arrived, Hammer, whose sense of smell far surpassed that of humans, led Shen Laoliu and others to find the exact location where the two sentries were attacked. This infantry squad should have been very cautious. On the top of the mountain 200 meters above the wooden shed, a three-person sentry position was stationed, two open sentries and one secret sentry. The secret sentry was lurking in a bush less than 15 meters to the left of the two open sentries, which was even covered with waterproof rain cloth and hay. But what the three Chinese sentries never dreamed of was how terrible their opponents were. The first to be killed was the secret sentry. "Lao Liu, if it were you, how could you kill the secret sentry first without alerting the open sentry 15 meters away?" Tang Dao asked Shen Laoliu. "It's very difficult!" Shen Laoliu thought about it carefully and answered honestly. "Even if I can kill the sentry with one blow, I can't guarantee that his hands and feet will not move abnormally and kick the bushes." Ni

"No, it won't work with a knife, but it might work with hands." Mingxin's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he stretched out his slender palm and touched the back of Shen Laoliu's neck as if he was a claw: "Look, sir, the sentry didn't notice it, and his cervical vertebrae were broken with one claw, causing the brain to lose control of the whole body instantly."

"So, there are traces of urination and defecation here." Tang Dao's eyes were stern. "It's just like what you said, the sentry was killed by someone with one hand, but he couldn't even move a finger."

"One hand broke a person's cervical vertebrae, is this still a human being!" Shen Laoliu's eyes were full of fear.

This veteran soldier who had been through many battles dared to guarantee that even if he encountered such a terrifying enemy, he would only close his eyes and wait for death.

"You are surprised by what you have seen before!" Mingxin rolled his eyes. "Don't talk about others. There are four people in our regiment who have this ability."

"You are talking about the commander. You, and Uncle Han, who is the other one? I will stay away from him in the future." Shen Laoliu unconsciously took a step away from Mingxin.

A person with such finger strength is definitely a devil. Ni

"Commander Heizi, you also have such strength. Otherwise, do you think anyone can use a machine gun as a sniper rifle?" Mingxin pointed to the big tree over there that was hit by several big holes in the machine gun but still stood.

At a distance of 380 meters, the big tree was thick, but it was only less than 0.8 meters in cross section. It was conceivable to hit it with a rifle, but Heizi hit it with a 20mm machine gun with a huge recoil, and he hit it several times in a row. His super strong arm strength, wrist strength, and finger strength are the basis for his amazing shooting.

"That's right, Deputy Captain Hei is just an animal. From now on, whatever he says is what it is. We dare not argue with him." Shen Laoliu grinned.

"No, there are no footprints from here to the location of the two sentries, only three handprints. God, how did he do it?" Mingxin, who no longer paid attention to Shen Laoliu, turned his eyes back to the scene, with a look of surprise on his face.

There were rocks on one side of the two sentries, which meant that the two only needed to defend three sides, and the sentries hiding in the bushes on the opposite side helped them defend one side. In fact, they only needed to pay attention to the left and right sides when guarding the campfire.

But the bushes were fifteen meters away from them, but there were no footprints left, which meant that the enemy had killed the sentries and crawled to the two sentries illuminated by the fire.

But how did he leave only three shallow handprints on the gravel ground? The two handprints were five meters away from the bushes, which meant the murderer was gradually approaching, while the last one was ten meters away from the bushes, and the handprint was obviously deeper, indicating that the murderer had accumulated enough strength at that moment, like a leopard pouncing on its prey. Ni

Mingxin quickly simulated the situation in his mind. If it were him, he would not be able to do it so perfectly at such a long distance. He attacked the two fully armed sentinels in almost one breath.

Moreover, the two sentinels did not even have a chance to resist and were killed on the spot.

Mingxin's mind floated up the picture of a soldier in the wooden shed with his sternum shattered and another soldier's neck bone completely broken.

It was clearly the murderer's fierce knee strike, which directly hit a soldier's chest. With just this one strike, his hard sternum was broken and folded into his heart, and the soldier immediately fell into a coma.

Then, the murderer actually used this rebound force to turn around and directly grabbed another soldier who looked back in horror. Without waiting for him to open his mouth to shout, he crossed his hands and broke his neck.

Then he hooked his foot and hooked the soldier who hit the rock wall and slowly fell to the ground, preventing his body from falling to the ground and making a sound.

At this point, the murderer used one knee and both hands to completely kill two soldiers in less than two seconds without making any unusual movements.

Such an important sentry was killed, causing more Japanese soldiers to enter the attack state. Coupled with the existence of such a terrible master, the fate of the ten soldiers who were resting in the wooden shed was already doomed.

"Hiss~~~" Mingxin took a rare breath.

With his pride and confidence, he had to admit at this time that he was probably not the opponent of this Japanese master in terms of bare hands.

This conclusion made Mingxin a little depressed and shocked. You know, in the mountain gate, he was praised as a genius who had not appeared in the gate for a thousand years. After going down the mountain, except for Tang Tuanzuo, he could not guarantee a steady victory, and it was difficult to meet an opponent. There was also a battle example of killing more than 30 Japanese soldiers with a big sword.

But I didn't expect that in this mountain, I could still meet such a master, and he was a Japanese.

"Have you figured it out?" Tang Dao's face was as gloomy as water.

"Yes, this man is a master. If we fight at close range, all of us here, except the commander and me, are no match for him." Mingxin nodded. Ni

However, the shock in his eyes receded like a tide, replaced by the will to fight!

No matter how strong this Japanese man is, with the great sword of his master in hand, he is not afraid of anyone.

"I have only seen such a master once in this era." Tang Dao cast his eyes towards the distant mountains.

"After he did this brutal thing, he did not erase the traces. Not only did he disdain to do it, but he also demonstrated to those who were looking for clues. This style of behavior is very similar to that person. If I guess correctly, it is him who is here."

As soon as the voice fell, Tang Dao's face changed, as if he thought of something, and immediately roared: "Not good, send a signal and order the three groups of brothers who were just sent out for alert to retreat immediately. If it is that person, he will not be willing to fail like this and will definitely return."

Shen Laoliu didn't know who the person Tang Dao was talking about, but he knew that Tang Dao rarely behaved like this.

Put the finger into the mouth, and let out a sharp whistle that resounded through the mountains. Ni

Two echoing whistles came from the opposite mountains, but one group did not respond.

Tang Dao's heart sank, and his hands clenched suddenly!

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