Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 344

Chapter 344 Your taste!

The movement inside the house attracted the attention of the Japanese captain waiting outside.

However, when the Japanese captain broke in through the door after thinking twice, he saw a scene that made his eyes split open.

The superior soldier, who had looked frightened and cowering in front of him just now, actually held the colonel with blood on his face in his hand, and the sharp command knife that originally belonged to the colonel was placed across the colonel's fragile neck.

Although the colonel's face was already covered with blood, making it difficult to recognize him, the short and slender figure was a presence that the Japanese captain would never mistake.

Otherwise, who can carry a living person weighing more than 100 kilograms in front of him like a stick of firewood? Only the Colonel, who weighs nearly 100 kilograms, would give this superior soldier such an opportunity!

“Baga! Bastard, what do you want to do? Put your Excellency Colonel down quickly.” The captain was shocked and angry, but he obviously hadn't fully reacted yet.

His instinct was that the Colonel was so angry that he asked the superior soldier to commit suicide and apologize, while the frightened superior soldier simply killed the enemy and killed the master.

This phenomenon is by no means uncommon in the Japanese Army. There have been extreme cases in Kyoto where recruits were bullied to the point of collapse by veterans, and they used machine guns to kill all the veterans who bullied them, from squad leaders to sergeants.

"Your Excellency Colonel, look at your subordinates, they are all so stupid. Do you think it is unjust for you to be in this situation?" Tang Dao smiled, raised his wrist, and clapped his hand with the narrow back of the command sword rather frivolously. The Japanese colonel's face was already swollen.

The original red color on Hashimoto Kingoro's face turned a little darker, and he closed his eyes in pain.

He was not suffering from the slow reaction of his squadron leader, but from the feeling of being carried in someone's hand like a cabbage and being slapped in the face with the back of a knife. Really, even if he could live, he didn't want to live.

What a shame!

“Chinese?” The Japanese captain exclaimed the same as his superior before, and then quickly drew out his Southern Type 14 pistol and aimed it at Tang Dao.

"Mr. Captain, I advise you not to do such a stupid thing!" Tang Dao didn't panic at all, and the blade pressed against the Japanese colonel's neck again.

"There are just you, me and the Colonel here. You also know the power of the Southern Type 14 pistol in your hand. I may not die if I get shot, but your commander will definitely die. And, more importantly, is that , everyone knows that it was you who let me in, but I killed the front-line commander of your Sixth Division. Now, are you killing people and silencing them? Let me guess, who ordered it? The infantry captain who is qualified to be promoted to the rank of captain?"

"Baga! You're talking nonsense!" The Japanese captain almost got mad at Tang Dao's nonsense, but he didn't dare to exert any force on the trigger on his finger.

He knew that ninety-nine percent of what the superior soldier disguised as a Chinese person said was nonsense, but one thing was true.

That sharp command knife was able to wipe the colonel's neck before he shot and killed the Chinese completely.

The incised aorta can drain 60% of the blood in the body within two minutes. Not to mention this is a battlefield, even in a field hospital, no one can stop the colonel from rushing to see Amaterasu.

"What I said is just what the Japanese military police who were responsible for examining you after the death of His Excellency the Colonel thought." Tang Dao's expression remained unchanged. "Perhaps, in normal times, at most you would be accused of being incompetent to protect the commander, and at worst, you would be expelled from the army and go home to farm. But now, that is no longer possible. The military police of your division need a scapegoat."

The posture of the Japanese army captain remained unchanged, but his eyes were fixed on Tang Dao. He seemed to be unmoved by the nonsense Tang Dao said to himself, but in fact, Tang Dao could still read a huge question mark in it.

Just ask, "What a shame!"

Humanity's **** curiosity, even in such a dire situation.

"Because your division commander is dead!" Tang Dao's next sentence was shocking.

"Baga! You're talking nonsense! How could the division commander die?" The Japanese Army Captain trembled in fright.

"There are those who are immortal in war, let alone lieutenant generals, even generals and marshals. Since they choose to come to the battlefield, they must have the consciousness to die in battle. What's more, your army general died on our Chinese soil. Is it possible? No?" Tang Dao curled his lips slightly with a hint of ridicule. The army captain was unable to refute.

Because the Japanese army did have an unlucky general-level guy who died in China. Although he did not die on a frontal battlefield, he was assassinated at a celebration banquet out of joy.

That was during the "December 28th Incident" that also broke out in Songhu in 1932. Army General Shirakawa Yoshinori, who was appointed by the emperor to lead an army of 50,000 to attack Songhu, almost ended in a draw but still gained the upper hand in the negotiations. It was cheap and I felt good about myself. I held a celebration party in Hongkou Park. Unfortunately, I was killed by a bomb thrown by an assassin. The Japanese Army was completely disgraced.

What's even more irritating is that the grandsons of the navy use this to mock the army when they have nothing to do. You grandsons of the army are dead generals, oh yeah!

MMP! Your navy will die sooner or later. The aggrieved Japanese Army could only hope silently in its heart.

Of course, the Army's wish came true.

In the next few years, one general from each of Japan's navy and army will die in China. One navy malus was broken into eight pieces in a crash while flying on a plane for inspection, and the other army idiot was lying on the ground without two legs. He had to fly in the sky, but the Chinese army's anti-aircraft artillery fired up the sky with fireworks and even the body was not found.

The Japanese navy and army, which have always been in constant disputes, actually have to compete in this regard, which really makes the old emperor scratch his head.

"You may not believe what I said, but have your brigade headquarters sent fewer orders since night, and don't even use Hisao Tani's name to motivate you? Because they have no time to deal with you, how can you catch the murderer and report it to your superiors? Communication is their top priority," Tang Dao continued.

"You don't need to shrink your pupils. If you shrink hard, they will cramp. I was the one who killed your division leader. If you had caught or killed me three minutes ago, you would have been the hero of the Sixth Division, but now! After you let me in and kill your captain, you will be the ideal person for them to interact with. As for the truth, do you think anyone will care?"

The Japanese Army Captain's eyes became a little wandering.

He knew clearly that this was a terrible opponent messing with his mind, but what he said in all likelihood might become true, if the division commander was really killed by him.

Once he shoots this person, and this person wipes the colonel's neck with just a move of his hand, the military police will definitely regard him as the number one suspect in the future.

The Japanese captain who thought about all this felt bitter. Who did he offend? To have caused such a big disaster was even more terrifying than dying on the battlefield. The whole family will probably be affected by this!

“Nonsense, you are talking nonsense! Mr. Ishibashi, shoot and kill him!” Hashimoto Kingoro, who was holding Tang Dao in his hand, suddenly struggled and roared.

He could only struggle in vain, because no one except Tang Dao and himself knew what nightmare the Japanese commander had suffered in those few seconds.

His arms and legs were all broken by Tang Dao's fists and feet. It was not until just now that he realized that that person was not trying to kill him, but was just trying to control him.

Prevent the hostages from causing trouble to him.

Hashimoto Kingoro didn't know what Tang Dao wanted to do by bewitching the squadron leader of his **** squadron, but he instinctively felt that there must be a conspiracy.

Since he can't live anymore, at least he can't let this terrible Chinese get out alive. Hashimoto Kingoro, who can overcome the human fear of death, has a somewhat heroic temperament at this moment.

"You're such a shield!" Tang Dao didn't care about the slightly trembling muzzle of the gun in front of him. He turned the blade upward and exerted a slight force, directly cutting out a piece of meat on his chin, which was already only skin and flesh. "If you keep talking, believe it or not, I will cut off your little **** and send it to your Japanese island for exhibition? Let the whole Japan know how unfortunate your lady is?"

Poison, too poisonous!

It's not that Tang Dao is too venomous, but that this move really hits the weak point of the Japanese commander. That is the thin and thin Japanese commander who should not express pain to others, let alone the exhibition, even if he was seen by this squadron leader, Your Excellency Colonel will also feel that even if you die, there will be no place for your face.

Will the humiliated lady look at others in anger? See what's the difference in size?

In terms of caring about face, Easterners are all from the same generation.

As for whether the Tang Dao will actually be made, that's up to you!

(End of this chapter)

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