Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 338

Chapter 338 Death of the Butcher

The city was already a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

On both sides of the city outside, guns and cannons shook the sky.

A Japanese signal soldier hurriedly ran into the headquarters of the 11th Infantry Brigade. The captain of the 13th Infantry Regiment, who arrived at the city wall in person, spread the good news to the outside of the city.

"The Chinese have insufficient troops and have sent civilians without military uniforms to the battlefield. In the past, our army will be able to break through the opponent's defense line before dark. By then, the main force will continue to expand the depth of the occupied city and at the same time divide its forces to attack the southwest Two cities on the flanks of the Chinese defense line."

"Very good! The 11th Infantry Brigade is worthy of being the leader of our Sixth Division! Mr. Sakai is very hardworking on weekdays." After listening to the dictation of the signal corpsman, Hisao Tani finally showed a smile on his solemn face.

“I don't dare, everything should be attributed to the personal guidance of the division commander!” Tokutaro Sakai also showed relief on his face, but his words were extremely cautious.

Not only because Hisao Tani was his immediate boss, he also knew that this colleague from the old Army University was suspicious and cold and changeable, and his desire for power was extremely strong. It would be better to listen to his praise.

It was so serious that this person really took it to heart.

It can only be said that Sakai Tokutaro is a cautious person to the core, and teaching students is still the most suitable job for him.

The battlefield still requires a certain sense of adventure.

"Let's go, Sakai-kun. The war is almost settled. It's time for you and me to take a breath of fresh air. I've been here all day and it's really depressing." Hisao Tani was in a good mood and didn't care about his subordinate. With some caution that made him unhappy, he called Sakai Tokutaro out.

"Your Excellency, Division Commander" Tokutaro Sakai hesitated to speak.

The cautious Japanese major general wanted to stop Hisao Tani's "immature" move. After all, during the war, the distance to Matsue City was only 600 meters. The Chinese might not be able to hit here with guns, but they also had some. Artillery, a barrage of artillery fire will cover you, no matter you are a general or a lieutenant general, you should die or die.

But Hisao Tani, who had been frustrated all day, was rarely in such a good mood because of the good news. He would obviously defeat his superior's interest by stopping him like this. After hesitation, he did not try to persuade him again and followed him out of the headquarters.

The two men climbed out of the deep trench with the help of soldiers.

In front of them was the Songjiang City Wall that had been destroyed by the war and was in a state of disarray.

　　Observing the battlefield from an open place and observing with a telescope in the small observation hole of the command post are two completely different mentalities.

At this time, there was constant smoke in Songjiang City, and the smoke slightly shrouded the entire city. Under the reflection of the sunset, looking from a distance, it seemed to have an indescribable charm.

Under the city, khaki-colored corpses belonging to Japanese soldiers can be seen everywhere.

Because of the fierce fighting, the Japanese army did not even have time to collect the corpses. The medical team only looked for those who were still alive and sent them to the rear for treatment. Those who died in the battle could only be left where they were.

Destruction and cruelty are intertwined to form a kind of incomplete beauty.

But for a general who is about to win, death is just the fate of a soldier, and victory is the merit he needs.

"Haha, how about it, Mr. Sakai, do you think this land that is about to be conquered by you and me is beautiful?" Hisao Tani pointed at Matsue Castle a few hundred meters away and said with a chuckle.

"The Chinese, with thousands of years of splendid civilization and a profound heritage that we cannot match, were originally supposed to be the overlords of this continent, but they gave up on their own. Since they don't want it, let me, the Empire of Japan, do it for them. Once completed, conquering North China and conquering the Southeast are only the first steps of the empire."

The heroic spirit of pointing out the country is at this moment when the sunset is picturesque.

“Bang Gouer!” A gunshot shattered the heroism instantly.

Hisao Tani's voice stopped abruptly!

"Baga! Where are you shooting?" After Sakai Tokutaro subconsciously wanted to hide, he found that the commander of his general division was still as tall and tall as before. He was ashamed and realized that this was the unique gunshot of the 38 rifle. He couldn't help but asked in anger.

The accompanying guards looked at each other. This is a battlefield. Isn't it normal for gunshots to be heard?

Before they could move to urge the soldiers of the brigade **** squadron in the trenches below to trace the source of the gunfire, the guards saw the horror in the eyes of Major General Tokutaro Sakai.

Looking back, Hisao Tani, who had been standing in front of everyone just now to point out the situation, collapsed. Several guards were shocked and rushed over to support Hisao Tani's short body, only to find that his body was limp and completely out of control.

His facial expression was as usual, the corners of his mouth were still slightly curved in the smile, and his eyes were squinted, but on his forehead, a blood hole the size of a finger was bleeding.

That was also the most energetic performance of the Japanese Army Lieutenant General at this time.

All the Japanese present, whether they were major generals or privates, were stunned.

They all know that with rich battlefield experience, whether they believe it or not, the lieutenant general who was giving advice just now is dead.

That shot just now killed him!

That shot was so accurate.

Hit in the forehead, even the person who was shot did not realize that he was dead.

"Baga! Call the military doctor!" Sakai Tokutaro shouted crazily after he woke up. "Order the squadron directly under you to search the entire battlefield, find the attacker, and kill him. No, I want to live. I want to know who is behind him. Also, seal the headquarters immediately. No one is allowed to do so until the investigation is clear. leave."

Logically speaking, this is definitely a premeditated attack, and there may even be cooperation from insiders.

Otherwise, how could he find Lieutenant General Hisao Tani and shoot him? No, it's hard for Tokutaro Sakai to believe that the Chinese alone can do this.

This is no longer a question of how accurate the Chinese's marksmanship is, but how he determines the target.

As for whether the shooter is Chinese, no, it has to be.

Otherwise, not only the Sixth Division, but also the Tenth Army may be in chaos.

That may involve a game between high-level officials. It would be strange to think that the Japanese major general here is not covered in cold sweat.

At this moment, a living Chinese is far more important than a corpse.

Despite such a big change, the major general brigade commander still kept a clear head. Otherwise, the seemingly angry major general would not have quietly hidden his body behind several guards.

The lurking Chinese gunman could kill a lieutenant general and would never care about adding a major general to his prey list. Sakai Tokutaro knew very well.

However, no matter how clear-headed this Japanese major general was, he would never have imagined that it was not as complicated as he thought, but it was definitely fantastic enough. The person who killed Hisao Tani was one of China's most elite special forces soldiers from ninety years in the future.

Although Tang Dao was not sure whether Hisao Tani would appear on this battlefield, he had read an introduction about this famous butcher who wore the skin of a military academy instructor.

Tani Hisao was born at a low level, but was eventually able to reach the high position of Army Lieutenant General. His good forbearance was an important reason, but his extreme desire for victory was actually one of the reasons why his superiors were constantly promoted.

For the war of aggression against China, he was a staunch supporter of the Japanese Army.

How could such a person sit quietly at the back and wait for the war to end?

Tang Dao bet that he would appear on the front line, so he took advantage of the darkness last night and left the city.

There is nothing else on the battlefield, and there will be no shortage of corpses.

Especially in the moat, there were hundreds of Japanese corpses. An unusually large corpse floating on the shore would not arouse anyone's suspicion.

At daytime, the sound of gunfire rumbled on the battlefield, and a body covered in blood lying in a crater made the Japanese infantry who only focused on attacking not take a second look.

Even if there are Japanese medical soldiers rummaging around on the battlefield, a 'corpse' like Tang Dao with intestines hanging on it will not arouse their interest.

But no one saw this corpse, which looked ferocious and exuded an unpleasant smell, moved more than 300 meters toward the Japanese frontline headquarters on the battlefield during the day, and finally stayed 400 meters away.

When the Japanese army entered the city wall in the afternoon, no one would notice that there was a corpse on the battlefield. He actually took out a telescope from his arms and peered here.

The Japanese signal troops who kept running into the distance allowed Tang Dao to determine the location of the Japanese frontline headquarters.

However, after observing for more than four hours, Tang Dao found no target to wait for. Even with his tenacious personality, he felt a little discouraged.

What frustrated him was not that he had not achieved the feat of killing a Japanese Army Lieutenant General, but that Tang Dao knew very well what the butcher had done in Jinling City.

It was under the instigation of that butcher that the beasts of the Sixth Division committed heinous crimes in Jinling City. In Xiaguan alone, they slaughtered nearly 50,000 people.

That's 50,000 people! That's nearly five Chinese infantry divisions. The corpses pushed into the roaring Yangtze River even covered more than a thousand meters of the river surface.

That was the most unbearable page in China's modern history.

Tang Dao in time and space has been to that city countless times, but he never dared to set foot in the memorial hall, even just the gate.

He was afraid of facing those dead souls. As a soldier, he could not avenge them.

Fortunately, he came to this time and space, and he could finally face the innocent souls of the past time and space as a soldier.

So, he risked his life and lurked in this battlefield just to give the butcher a fatal blow.

Is it possible that the trajectory of history is still so difficult to shake?

Several people walked out of the Japanese military headquarters. In Tang Dao's telescope, the collar badges of two general stars shone brightly.

The 38-meter rifle is almost a weapon at your fingertips on this battlefield.

Tang Dao doesn't need too many bullets. For a distance of 400 meters, one bullet is enough for him!

So, Hisao Tani died, and he died cleanly.

In this time and space, there are no more grain butchers.

However, the shot fired from the front also revealed the general direction of Tang Dao.

He is about to face the pursuit of a Japanese **** squadron of up to 200 people.

And here is a wilderness without cover.

(End of this chapter)

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