Rise From Eight Hundred

Hearing the sudden words of the old servant surnamed Han, Tang Dao did not show any surprise. He lowered his head and took out a cigarette from the cigarette box, lit it, took a puff and exhaled the blue smoke, then looked at the old man calmly: "Why do you say that, Uncle Han?"

"Hehe, Captain Tang, since you have always been on guard against me and have the intention to test me, you have made such careful arrangements, but just to get rid of the mistress and Master Yue, why do you pretend not to know?" The old man smiled faintly.

"Oh? Then may I ask when did Uncle Han find out that this was done intentionally by Tang Dao?" Tang Dao's eyes flashed slightly.

The old man surnamed Han in front of him was a little more terrifying than he imagined, and even guessed that bringing three children to hunt rabbits was not a sudden idea.

You know, since he met the three children, all the events have been sudden, and there has been no rehearsal. The only man-made thing may be that Shitou asked to go to hunt rabbits, which he told Shitou in advance.

But that, Tang Dao, in order to be more natural, only gave Shitou a reward when he and Tan Tai Mingyue took Shitou to learn to read a few days ago. As long as he could write those five words, he would reward Shitou once and allow him to take a hammer to hunt rabbits.

Shitou was very happy when he saw Tang Dao, and he would naturally ask for this reward with his youthful nature.

The reason why Tang Dao went to so much trouble was probably because of his intuition honed on the battlefield.

From the first time he saw the old servant surnamed Han, Tang Dao had an instinctive sense of vigilance.

There was nothing wrong with the old servant surnamed Han. He only carried a Mauser pistol with him, and the calluses on his fingertips also proved that he was a veteran gunman.

In such a chaotic year, if he was not a good gunman, the lady dared to let him take women and children to carry the coffin back to his hometown, which was really unworthy of her reputation.

But for Tang Dao, if just a gunman could make him instinctively vigilant, then life would be too tiring. There were so many sharpshooters in the barracks, how could he be vigilant!

The only thing that can make a veteran like Tang Dao still alert in his own camp is the kind that can pose a threat to him.

But after an old man in his 50s or 60s handed in his Mauser pistol according to the regulations of the independent camp, he can still continue to pose a threat to Tang Dao, which makes Tang Dao a little curious.

It's not that Tang Dao is arrogant. In the past, regardless of sniping, he can also be among the top ten of the million-strong army with his fighting skills alone. On the battlefield, he even killed mercenaries from all over the world with a military dagger. Whether it is Muay Thai, judo, karate, or the mysterious Systema fighting technique, they are all defeated by Tang Dao.

In this era, with this more powerful young body, the Japanese army is like a chicken and a dog in front of him.

If someone can pose a threat to him, it is at least the same level. Such a person may exist, but it should not appear in an old man in his 50s or 60s. Tang Dao even suspected that his intuition was wrong.

But this happened several times in a row, and the closer he got, the higher the alert level in Tang Dao's instinct would be. Tang Dao finally chose to believe his intuition. The ordinary old man turned out to be a great master, a master that even Leng Feng, Lei Xiong and others could not compare with.

Perhaps, he was the legendary martial arts master!

Of course, no matter how great a master he was, for the army that had already entered the hot weapons stage, it would be a few shots to knock him down. What Tang Dao cared about was not how terrible he was, but Tang Dao would also consider whether someone would use Yue Yiman and his mother to approach the Four Lines Group. That all-pervasive and terrible organization was what Tang Dao had to guard against.

Now he was going to the north according to military orders, but contacting that unit was a secret among secrets. If it was leaked, it would be a catastrophe. Although he failed in two large-scale battles, his subordinates still controlled millions of troops. Not to mention his small Four Lines Group, even if he added the 67th Army that had arrived in Xuzhou, it would be a situation where the whole army was annihilated. There was no other second possibility.

Therefore, Tang Dao must find out the real intention of this old man who is so skilled that he is wary of him to come to the Four Lines Corps.

But the old man never left Yue Yiman and his son, and Tang Dao could not wait for the right opportunity until today when the whole army was ordered to start reorganization.

In order to have a good chat with this rather mysterious old man alone before entering Xuzhou, Tang Dao designed this seemingly flawless encounter.

"Captain Tang, you have done a good job. If you hadn't sent someone to deliver the horses, and if there were at least three people secretly spying on me from three directions, I really wouldn't have thought that this was a test of me by Captain Tang." The old man surnamed Han said calmly.

"Maybe Uncle Han, you are overthinking. Although I didn't bring guards, the guard platoon must have arranged guards to secretly guard various places in the town. It is normal for them to watch us leave." Tang Dao raised his eyebrows slightly and retorted.

"Captain Tang said so, I have no power to refute it, but Captain Tang, do you believe in something called the sixth sense? Buddhists call it the sixth consciousness." The old servant continued with a calm face. "Old Han, my sixth sense is reminding me that their attention is not on you, Captain Tang, but on me, a nobody."

"And one of them is full of murderous intent, and it is even stronger when your back is completely exposed to me. As long as I move, he will shoot me without hesitation.

Of course, I can also feel that his murderous intent is not just directed at me, but he has killed too many people on the battlefield, so he can't control it. As long as he concentrates, the murderous intent is extremely strong.

Such a warrior is really the only one Lao Han has ever seen in his life, but Captain Tang should still remind him that there are ordinary people on the battlefield, so it's natural for him to be like this, but if he encounters someone like Lao Han, he may be exposed. If he can learn to contain the murderous intent in his body, he may be able to improve his long-range shooting skills and kill stronger enemies. "

At this point, the old servant surnamed Han did not move, his face was still calm, but the arrogance that came over him was completely different from that of the kind-looking old man.

Tang Dao's intuition even told him clearly that in terms of fighting skills, the old man in front of him was already extremely confident. This was definitely not something that could be generated overnight, but was cultivated in the constant life and death battlefield.

He was even confident that he could escape from the gun of the second sharpshooter of the Four Lines Group.

Yes, the special team was before Tang Dao walked into the long street of the town. Gu Xishui's first special team The team had already entered several commanding heights in the town in advance.

Their mission, of course, was not only to protect Tang Dao, but also to observe the old man surnamed Han who would sooner or later enter the town.

And the reason why he had the clearest feeling about Niu Er was probably related to Niu Er using the scope to observe him more closely.

The old servant surnamed Han was three times more powerful than Tang Dao imagined, because he could sense the murderous intent that Niu Er himself could not feel just because he was locked by the scope.

"I didn't expect that Uncle Han was stronger than I thought! I will definitely bring your reminder to Niu Er." Tang Dao smiled. "But, with Uncle Han's skills, he was willing to be a servant, and he happened to be near the marching route of my Four Lines Group. Is this really just a coincidence?"

"Han concealed his martial arts skills, of course, there was a secret, and he was willing to be a servant, but it was also a way of repaying his gratitude. As for whether it was a coincidence, Captain Tang, you said it was a coincidence, since there was already a doubt, no matter how Han explained, it was futile, so why waste his breath? "The old man surnamed Han shook his head slightly.

"If Captain Tang is really worried, I will leave. But can I take the mistress and Master Yue back? My master is still waiting for us to return. After completing this mission, I can also unload the burden on my shoulders and go home to spend my remaining years with peace of mind."

"Sorry, I can't!" Tang Dao grinned, but refused flatly.

This man's identity is unknown, but his skills are so great that he makes himself feel scared. There is no way Tang Dao will hand Yue Yiman and his son over to him again.

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"Okay, I also know the importance of Master Yue to the former Four Camps. I believe that under your careful care, Captain Tang, he will thrive. "The old man surnamed Han seemed to have expected Tang Dao to say so. He looked at the small figure who was still cheering in the distance. A trace of kindness flashed in his eyes. He turned to look at Tang Dao and bowed to him. "Then I would like to ask Captain Tang to tell the mistress for me that I have received news from the master and have to return to Shanghai in an emergency. I cannot stay by your side for long. We will meet again if we have the chance. Goodbye! "

After saying that, he turned around and walked away without any hesitation.

Tang Dao did not stop him, but just watched.

Then, the old servant surnamed Han stopped.

It was not that he did not want to leave, but that he could not leave.

Several big men walked out of the grass on the hill.

The leaders were Leng Feng and Li Jiujin, and the other two were Niu Er holding a rifle and Heizi holding a heavy MG34 in his hand.

The two special forces soldiers looked unfriendly. Although they did not deliberately point their guns at the old man surnamed Han who was about to walk, the lowered muzzles of their guns reminded him that if he made any threatening moves, the rifles and machine guns would be aimed at him in an instant.

Niu Er and Heizi were of course unhappy. They were the most elite soldiers of the Four Lines Regiment. They were hiding in the dark at least a hundred meters away, but they were discovered by this old man, and he pointed it out in front of Tang Dao. This was simply a shame for the special forces team.

As for what he said about the sixth sense and the sixth consciousness, the two of them would definitely not believe it. He They would only think that they didn't hide well enough, so that this 'cunning' old man saw it.

In addition to 'cunning', there is no other word to describe this old man. They have seen this old man several times in the military camp, and they didn't find anything unusual. It was not until noon that Commander Tang personally found them to arrange a task, and they knew that there was something wrong with this old man.

Originally, they still found it hard to believe, but until they saw him holding Yue Yiman and easily riding the horse and galloping like a man and a horse, they believed that they underestimated the sixty-year-old man in front of them.

Just that move, not many people in the Four Lines Group can do it. If you add his extremely terrible observation ability, such a person actually stayed in the camp for so many days. This must be a chilling thing! I don't know how many secrets he has discovered!

He wants to leave, did Commander Tang let him go?

"I say, Mr. Han! You are wrong. I, Li Jiujin, am your old chess friend. Why didn't you say goodbye to me when you left? "Li Jiujin stood ten meters in front of the old man surnamed Han and said with a smile.

"Captain Tang, what do you mean by this?" The old man surnamed Han looked back at the calm Tang Dao, with a bit of annoyance on his face.

"Brothers want to keep you, I can't do anything. If Uncle Han wants to leave, then beat them. In our military camp, fists are always used to speak, and the strong are respected." Tang Dao spread his hands calmly, indicating that this was not his idea.

This time, Tang Dao had only discussed the move of testing the old man surnamed Han with Lei Xiong, Leng Feng, and Li Jiujin. Tang Dao originally intended that he alone would be enough. After all, the old man surnamed Han did not have too many abnormal actions in the military camp except hiding his strength.

But Lei Xiong, Leng Feng and others were very nervous. They all thought that hiding itself was a danger and would never agree to Tang Dao taking this risk alone.

After Tang Dao selected the location, the hill and the surrounding area where the rabbit was selected were not only dispatched by two special forces teams, but Leng Feng even personally led two infantry squads of his original company to ambush and deploy defense.

If the old man surnamed Han had a plan, no matter how strong he was, the elite soldiers of the more than 30 No. 4 regiments could kill him with their guns. If not, they would just be a guard for Tang Dao and a lurking training that was almost like actual combat, and there would be no loss.

Now it seems that their lurking was very successful. At least the two girls and the three children who were kept in the dark had no idea that they were protected by more than 30 people. Even the hammer who had been very vigilant, perhaps because he was completely attracted by the rabbit, did not realize that there were so many people around.

However, it might be that it was very familiar with their smell. Even if it found something abnormal, it would just treat it as normal. Anyway, they were all its own people, and it would not feel any danger.

And Li Jiujin, on the other hand, did not believe that the old man surnamed Han would be so awesome.

He is the chess friend of the old man. Ever since he saw the oak chess set the old man brought, he was eager to use his free time in the evening to find the old man surnamed Han to learn chess. In Tang Dao's opinion, he was a complete chess trash, but he had won and lost with the old man surnamed Han. The two of them regarded each other as close friends. As a result, today, Tang Dao suddenly said that Old Han could beat at least five Li Jiujins. Don't you think Li Jiujin's eyes almost popped out and circled the world?

If he doesn't see his strength with his own eyes, Lao Bingyouzi will definitely not believe it.

Besides, is Li Jiujin so weak? Fighting with Tang Dao, he admitted that he was a weak scum, but Lao Bingyouzi had also fought a Japanese soldier alone. In the Battle of Four Lines, he also stabbed a Japanese soldier to death with his own hands.

How can you say that an old man who just popped out can beat five of him alone?

For Leng Feng, it is, what kind of place is our Four Lines Group? You come and go as you please, and you can't do it without showing off one or two skills.

Tang Dao saw that his subordinate had this idea, so he didn't stop him. He also wanted to see how powerful the old man surnamed Han was, that is, the so-called national martial arts master in the legend. How awesome was he? The soldier standing in front of him was a soldier who had fought in the battlefield. He might not have any martial arts routines, but he would definitely attack the weak points of the human body. He was fast, accurate, and ruthless, and his attack power would never be weaker than that of the so-called martial arts master.

"Since Captain Tang insisted on seeing Han's kung fu, Han would not refuse it. Don't waste time. Whoever wants to come up to stop him, come up together. Han will take it all." The old man surnamed Han, who was still wearing a cotton robe, raised his eyebrows, tucked a corner of the robe into his waist, and said directly.

Not only was his tone loud, but his momentum was as if the several tall and strong men in front of him were just chickens and dogs.

Not to mention the two unhappy special forces soldiers were furious, even Leng Feng, who usually showed little emotion, frowned.

Without saying much, he untied his belt and threw it on the ground with his gun, indicating that he had no weapons.

"Please!" The old man surnamed Han smiled slightly, his feet slightly apart, his hands hanging on both sides of his thighs, his eyes level with Leng Feng who was already ready to attack, and slightly nodded to indicate that the other party should attack.

Even the start is so casual! Do you look down on people so much?

Leng Feng's eyes flashed coldly, and his big fists clenched suddenly.

Perhaps only Tang Dao, who was not far away, was slightly stunned, because he was too familiar with this seemingly motionless start.

If he didn't expect it, once the old man launched an attack, he would be much more brave than the calmness he showed on the outside.

Because, that kind of boxing has always been known for its fierceness and violence...

Ps: I have a social event in the evening, so I will update it earlier, and it's a big chapter in two!