Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 1049

Tang Dao woke up a little too late.

Just as his opponents underestimated him, he also misestimated his opponents.

Make mistakes and you will pay the price on the battlefield.

When the red flare shot up into the sky, everyone was on the highest alert, and a group of people found the location where their sentry last appeared.

On the cold mud floor, sitting the body of a soldier!

He was stabbed through the heart by his own triangular army and died!

Leaning against a big tree, the soldier with eyes wide open had one arm twisted strangely. The corners of his eyes were cracked due to extreme anger and pain, and blood flowed down his cheeks in two shocking blood lines.

Obviously, it was not that he had not tried to resist, but the oncoming opponent was too strong. When he pulled out the triangular army thorn and stabbed him, he not only blocked him, but also covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and forcefully hit him with the other hand. Twist his arm, hold his hand and stab the Triangular Army back into his heart.

The murderer was very cruel, just like a cheetah killing its prey after it got tired of playing with it. The process of piercing the heart with a military thorn lasted at least tens of seconds.

It must be extremely painful and extremely unwilling, otherwise, why could he crush all the big teeth in his mouth? There still seemed to be a fire burning in his already gray pupils.

“Old Zheng!” Lu Zhongda let out a heart-breaking roar.

The officers and soldiers of the surrounding reconnaissance company were all in tears.

How do they not feel pain?

The 60 people who originally formed the special squadron have been reduced to less than 40 after successive wars, with more than one-third of the number lost.

Later it was expanded into a reconnaissance company. The original more than 30 people, except Niu Er, Heizi, Lu Sanjiang and others, were promoted to company platoon leaders, and the rest were mostly squad leaders and training instructors.

They were brothers who were lucky enough to survive the battle. They ate at the same table and slept in the same bunk bed. Their noses were filled with the smell of each other's stinky feet. They even used the same towel to bathe and the same toothbrush to brush their teeth.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　But already we are better than full brothers.

Because this mission was difficult, the commanders and deputy commanders of the reconnaissance company who received the military order unanimously decided to send all veterans to fight. Then, thinking of it, they decided to drop one more brother.

The ferocious enemy didn't even make any cover-up about the prey he had obtained, and just let him show off his death in battle.

Obviously, this is a demonstration, telling everyone here that the previous defeat is just a small defeat for them, and he has enough ability to make his opponents bloody.

He succeeded, and he succeeded in making the hearts of the Chinese soldiers present feel like a knife.

"The partner with Lao Zheng is Xiao Wu. He is not here. The Japanese army obviously wants to catch someone alive and ask for some information about our unit." As the top commander of the reconnaissance company here, Heizi seemed calm enough.

Immediately ordered everyone around him to look for traces of the enemy's departure, and suppressed his grief and reported to Tang Dao who crouched down and closed his comrade's eyelids.

Tang Dao said nothing, but his face was as cold as ice.

"Except for the small amount of blood stains left on Lao Zheng's chest, there were no other drops of blood. The Japanese master should have knocked out Xiao Wu with one punch, causing him to instantly lose the ability to resist. This was the fault of our reconnaissance company headquarters. After this battle, the reconnaissance company Lian must increase the amount of training in close-range hand-to-hand combat." Seeing that Tang Dao was silent, Heizi knew that Tang Dao must be extremely angry, so he could only continue to speak with difficulty.

"Now, it is not a matter of holding your reconnaissance company accountable. As long as the Japanese army still wants to obtain information, Xiao Wu still has the possibility of survival." Tang Dao stood up slowly and glanced at Hammer, who was sniffing around hard. The originally clear His eyes seemed to be filled with deep blood at that moment.

He knew that it must be Fujiwara Senzuo. Except for that terrifying martial arts master, no one dared to kill a carbine under the intimidation of a team with such terrifying force value.

Fujiwara Senzuo not only has superior combat power, but his mind is far beyond that of ordinary people. He should have carried some special drugs to cover up the smell he left. This also made it impossible to find traces even with the hammer's super sense of smell. clue.

After that, he even more blatantly issued a declaration of war!

　　The eyes that stared blankly when his comrades died in battle were the letter of challenge that Fujiwara Senio sent to him.

How brave! Then, let's have a good contest! Not to mention that you are still in the mountains where I am heavily stationed, even in your occupied area, this time, I will definitely let one of your troops go.

Although he is already the supreme commander of thousands of people, Tang Dao is still the frontier eagle who dares to rush into the sky full of artillery fire to save his comrades.

His eyes are full of blood, and his blood is burning!

"Order, temporarily suspend the transportation mission, and instead pursue and annihilate the remaining enemies. Also inform the officers and soldiers of the 17th Division to come to negotiate. I need to talk to their highest commander, activate the field radio, and pick up Commander Zhao of the 17th Division!" After Tang Dao finished speaking, he knelt down and hugged him. Picking up the dead soldiers, he strode down the mountain.

"Sir, let me" Shen Laoliu wanted to step forward to replace Tang Dao, but was stopped by Mingxin patting his shoulder.

Mingxin sensed Tang Dao's anger and sadness through his keen perception, and personally sent this special soldier who had been following him for half a year to a fight. This was the last thing he, the regiment leader, could do for him.

After the bodies of the dead soldiers were placed, Tang Dao, who had regained his composure, would let the Japanese close combat master know what the price was.

But everyone underestimated Tang Dao's anger, including several special forces officers closest to him.

"Commander Zhao, I need your help. If you agree, the last favor of sending equipment will be wiped out. Our regiment will send 8 more Type 41 mountain cannons as a thank you after March!" Tang Dao's message to the 17th Division Headquarters Zhao Shoushan was shocked when he received the telegram.

He didn't know who could stimulate Tang Dao to such an extent that he even did not hesitate to use 8 mountain cannons as a salute.

Getting the full support of the 17th Division is just the first step for Tang Dao.

The next operation is a group of special forces, all trying to wipe away the sweat!

The top-secret military mission issued by the theater headquarters was directly thrown aside by Tang Dao. The Japanese major general, who was closely watched by the top leaders of China and Japan, was just a wild boar tied like a rice dumpling. He was just taken away from the first one. He took it out of the carriage and threw it casually into the wooden shed that had been cleaned but still filled with the smell of death.

Yamashita, who had been looking for opportunities to seek death since he woke up, suddenly found that the Chinese were completely dismissive of him. They even seemed to have forgotten to feed him broth to sustain his life, and even asked questions in Chinese for the first time.

The answer I got was: "Our chief said that if we can't save our brothers in these two days, we will strip you naked and hang you on a tree. It doesn't matter if you can't survive, as long as we Chinese people can see it through photos." It's enough to see that the little Jijiji of Major General Xiaojiizi is indeed small.

You are about to die, why are you wasting broth making balls? "

“I protest, I protest that you don't abide by international agreements!” Yamashita almost burst into tears when he heard this.

　　　Baga, who inspired the Chinese people to be like this! The point is, excitement doesn't matter, but isn't it true that the victim is him, a former major general of the Imperial Army?

If he is stripped naked and hanged as the Chinese say, then even the last fig leaf of the Imperial Army will be ruthlessly torn off by the Chinese, and his Yamashita family will become a mockery of everyone on the island. object.

Scumbags have such double standards. If you tell him the rules, he will say it depends on who has the stronger fist. When you take out the knife, he will say in turn that we still have to think about the rules.

Unfortunately, what he met was Tang Dao.

Not to mention that Tang Dao's anger at this time is enough to ignite this barren mountain. It is when Tang Dao is in the best mood. He is a major general, lieutenant general, and general. As long as he is a Japanese, a dead Japanese is a good Japanese.

Heizi who answered Yamashita was not trying to scare Yamashita. Those were Tang Dao's original words.

As long as the comrades kidnapped by Fujiwara Senzuo cannot be rescued, Tang Dao will immediately kill Yamashita and use him as a sacrifice.

Tang Dao is not some big shot who has the world in mind. He is just a soldier. He has only one belief. If you kill my brother, I will repay him a hundred times. Until one day he also dies on the battlefield. Naturally, there will be later generations who will fight against the Japanese army for him. Recover interest.

As for the old man who the theater headquarters is still waiting for, if he comes to question him, why, Yamashita himself can't die of illness? Even if he didn't die from the illness, couldn't he take the time to strangle himself to death?

Tang Dao, who had committed a crime, could even ignore the military orders of the principal, let alone a stingy old man.

Anyway, the special forces knew that no matter whether they killed Fujiwara Senio and his **** special agent team or not, as long as their brother's life could not be saved, Yamashita would definitely be dead.

Their Tang Tuan Zuo always practices what he preaches. The platoon commander of the 17th Division who was alerted by the signal bomb and rushed over saw that he was the famous Tang regiment commander of the Four Lines Regiment. If he dared to delay, he immediately reported to the superior.

It only took less than an hour for a colonel stationed in the area to lead two infantry battalions to this unknown hillside.

Regardless of the regiment commander or battalion commander who arrived here, they will all be temporarily under the command of Tang Dao, the commander of the Four Lines Regiment!

Under Tang Dao's order, except for one infantry battalion who was ordered to establish a defense line around the hillside, 600 infantry used three lines of defense to completely surround the core wooden shed. The other three infantry battalions directly began to search the mountain. However, the huge force of more than 1,800 people turned out to be just for the 10 Japanese soldiers who escaped.

In addition, Commander Zhao, who was furious because all his infantry squads were killed in a surprise attack by the Japanese, ordered the entire division to deploy three times more troops at every intersection in the defense area, and ordered the entire division to enter a wartime state.

In other words, despite the fact that 1,800 people were employed in Sou Shan, in fact, in this area with a radius of only 20 kilometers, an infantry division and five military dogs belonging to the infantry division were used.

Originally, due to limited supplies, the proportion of Chinese military dogs raised was not large. However, the 17th Division was originally stationed in the northwest. Senior officers liked hunting rabbits and badgers in autumn, so they used their resources to raise some Shaanxi fine dogs.

These hunting dogs that eat imperial food but hunt for personal preferences may have average combat effectiveness, but they are good at hunting, especially when the Japanese army left more than a dozen remains for the hounds to sniff.

Humans can't smell the smell of beef and canned fish on the Japanese soldiers, but that doesn't mean China's most distinctive hunting dogs can't smell it.

The passwords for identifying the various ministries were so rude that it made people's hair stand on end. I asked: Sentio Fujiwara is a bastard! Reply: Fuck him!

No matter how proficient the Japanese are in Chinese, they may not be so fluent in the "Three Character Classic" that only the Chinese can speak fluently!

A huge war machine was completely activated because of Fujiwara Sentio's carbine.

An area less than eight miles away from Yesanpo.

Sentio Fujiwara, who was carrying a Chinese soldier tied like a rice dumpling, suddenly stopped and looked towards the distant mountains.

"Our Four Elements Regiment will definitely settle the score with you, and the commander of our regiment will not let you go." Apart from saying this, the Chinese soldier who was knocked unconscious by his palm never spoke again, even if The angry Miyamoto Ono and others viciously broke off their hands and feet.

There is no need for a knife, because I am afraid that blood will spill out and attract the pursuit of Chinese military dogs. The Chinese elite team that was ambushed was carrying a big dog. It was definitely not used as a decoration, otherwise Fujiwara Senyuo would not have been so careful in spreading the powder.

“It turns out that your Commander Tang is also here!” Fujiwara Senio looked at the nearly unconscious Chinese soldier being held in his hands and suddenly whispered.

Then, he felt that the blood flow of the Chinese soldier being carried accelerated at a certain moment, even if it was just for a moment.

This is undoubtedly an extremely determined soldier, and he has seen the ferocity of the man in front of him, but he still cannot fully understand the terror of the man in front of him.

　　A seemingly casual question, but it was chosen at the moment when the soldier was about to fall into unconsciousness. Without him having to say anything, his suddenly accelerated heartbeat and blood flow rate had already proved Fujiwara's conclusion.

Sentio Fujiwara was originally not sure that Tang Dao was here. After seeing the behavior of the Chinese soldiers, he knew that if he asked directly, even if he killed him, he would not find out the true situation, so he chose this unexpected moment.

Then, he got the answer he wanted most!

"I really didn't expect that, Tang Jun! With your respect as the leader of the regiment, you would actually carry out such a dangerous mission. However, you must be very angry now! Do you really want to kill me? You know, I am always there I don't miss you anymore!” Fujiwara Senzuo, who stretched out his palm and knocked the Chinese soldier in his arms completely unconscious, looked at Yuanshan with a hint of joy in his mouth, and his tone was joyful and gentle.

Several Japanese soldiers who followed Fujiwara's retreat looked at each other. They were already in awe of their despairingly powerful boss, but they couldn't understand why he was smiling like a DER!

The ambush mission was not completed and 16 people were killed on the battlefield. The Chinese will definitely use heavy troops to pursue them. It is still unknown whether everyone can escape. In this situation, how can you still be happy?

Boss, I'm afraid you're out of your mind!

Mortals don't understand masters. Even though they are elites selected by hundreds of thousands of Japanese soldiers, they are much weaker than Fujiwara Senzuo from a psychological level.

What they call living is just to kill!

But some people live to evolve!

Of course, Tang Tuanzuo's response to this has always been: Don't pretend to be cool, otherwise you will be struck by lightning!

Sentio Fujiwara, who has been walking in the world of showmanship, never expected that he would reunite with his old rival on the battlefield four months later.

He could only imagine Tang Dao's anger, especially after seeing the declaration of war he had made with a corpse.

Tang Dao, will you catch up in person?

Thinking that he stayed in the army just to confront this old rival again, killing him would clear away the haze of being nearly knocked unconscious by that man a few months ago, and then he could once again enter the supreme martial arts, Fujiwara Battle. Xiong's anxious heart was filled with a hint of fire.

For him, death is not terrible! The scary thing is that the shadow of that person has been lingering in his mind.

Sentio Fujiwara is full of confidence. He has never slacked off in the past four months, whether it was on the training ground or on the scene of life-and-death fights.

Now, after experiencing the battlefield, he is at least 10% stronger, both physically and mentally, than he was four months ago.

On the other hand, Tang Dao was already the supreme commander commanding two to three thousand men. I heard that he even got engaged during his long march.

A commander who can only hide behind death, a man entangled in the tenderness of a woman, will he still be the iron-blooded warrior who must decide between life and death with every move?

A cold light flashed in Fujiwara Senio's slender eyes, he exhaled softly, and murmured in a voice that only he could hear: "I'm waiting for you to come, but you, don't let me down!"

Hearing the rapid footsteps and slight breathing of several subordinates who were only twenty or thirty meters away from him, Fujiwara Senzuo sighed slightly. Even if he was stronger than him, running wildly for nearly half an hour without stopping, he still felt a little weak, not to mention these subordinates who were weaker than him, they were tired after all.

If they keep running like this, they may tire themselves out without the Chinese catching up with them. Then what strength will they have to fight the Chinese?

"Everyone, please rest for ten minutes. Then, under the command of Lieutenant Miyamoto, we will retreat to the north. The field radio must not be turned on during the journey. Only when we reach a safe location can we send a report to the East Route Army Headquarters, asking them to send out the rest of our special agent team. The personnel are here to pick you up and wait." Fujiwara Senzuo ordered with no trace on his face as he stood in front of his subordinates who were breathing heavily but still standing neatly in front of him.

"Fujiwardono, won't you retreat with us?" Lieutenant Miyamoto, who was personally named by Fujiwara Senzuo, took a step forward and asked.

“Those elites of the Four Elements Regiment and Tang Dao have received that letter of challenge, not to mention that they still have people in our hands. They will definitely pursue us. The goal of the nine of us together is too big.

Furthermore, their most important target is me, Miyamoto-kun, do you understand? "Facing the somewhat concerned questions from his subordinates, Fujiwara Senzuo frowned slightly, but finally explained.

“Also, although you will be the supreme commander of my special agent team, I have another suggestion. If you encounter the Chinese using heavy troops to search the mountains, you'd better divide into four groups to break out! To avoid this.”

　　Although I didn't make it too clear, the meaning is already very clear. Breaking out into small groups can avoid the disastrous situation of being dealt with by one person.

This also shows that Fujiwara Senzuo is well aware of the seriousness of the current situation, but still has to act alone.

There is no doubt that this is extremely dangerous.

"Your Excellency." The Japanese lieutenant's voice was choked with sobs.

Obviously, Fujiwara Senzuo's order to use himself as bait to attract pursuers and leave his last words really moved him badly.

"Do you have any more questions? As for trying to persuade me to change my mind, don't say any more. Soldiers must obey military orders as their bounden duty."

“Hi!”

"If you encounter Chinese farmers in the mountains, kill them all to avoid exposing their whereabouts. My gentlemen, may your military fortune be prosperous." Fujiwara Senio nodded slightly when he saw that his subordinates were all solemnly accepting the order.

Then, carrying the Chinese soldier who had completely fallen into a coma, he turned around and disappeared into the dense forest without any hesitation.

“Good luck with the military!” Eight Japanese soldiers watched as their commander disappeared into the dense forests of the Chinese mountains.

Of course, Fujiwara Senio and the eight Japanese soldiers did not know that the furious Commander Zhao of the 17th Division had already mobilized troops to block their retreat to the north. Whether it was the top Japanese martial arts master who used his body as bait or the eight elite Japanese soldiers, what they faced , three infantry battalions with more than 1,800 troops pursued them one after another, and thousands of people weaved a large net in the mountains.

They are already fish in the net.

Just look at how the fisherman collects the net!

Chapter end

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