Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 363

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As a leading soldier, Niu Er has been hiding on the top of a hill 2,000 meters away from the bridge.

His partner is a veteran of the Sichuan Army.

Such a combination of leading soldiers was arranged around the bridge's defensive position. Lei Xiong sent out a total of five groups. The purpose was self-evident, which was to detect the movements of possible incoming Japanese infantry in advance.

To be qualified as the eyes of the main force, you naturally need experienced veterans. However, Lei Xiong's troops are limited. There are less than 100 people in the four-line battalion. If you send out 10 more like this, the three air defense positions and the main position will not have enough troops. The law is distributed.

Therefore, Lei Xiong sent a request to the Sichuan Army Company and the 67th Army Guard Company, asking them to select veterans with experience as leading soldiers, and the Sixing Battalion also sent three people, including guard Niu Er who had left Tang Dao.

That was Tang Dao's special explanation to Lei Xiong before leaving. For a talented shooter like Niu Er, don't stick him to the infantry position. Give him free space to perform on his own, and don't be afraid that he is a new recruit with insufficient combat experience. , the experience on the battlefield needs to be experienced by soldiers personally, not just passed down by veterans.

Relatively speaking, the down-to-earth temperament of Yang Xiaoshan, who performed equally well in the Four Elements and One Battle, is more suitable for playing his role in positional warfare.

To put it bluntly, Tang Dao, through a week of observation, set a general direction for their futures among the few remaining recruits in the Four Elements Battalion, and intended for them to develop in the fields in which they are best at.

Like Erya, he doesn't have much combat power, but he is very attentive and is suitable for communications or logistics; Yang Xiaoshan has a simple and sincere personality and is an excellent infantry commander; Niu Er has extremely high sniper talent. If he can cultivate With his keen intuition on the battlefield, he definitely has a chance to become a super sniper who can take the head of an admiral from thousands of armies.

Since you have such potential, let the battlefield be used to sharpen it.

Although this is cruel, throwing it into the battlefield again and again without careful study, but the Chinese battlefield at this time will not leave enough time for people.

No matter how high the talent is, it will be useless if it cannot grow quickly.

4 people from the Sichuan Army, 3 people from the 67th Army, and 3 people from the Four Lines Battalion were divided into groups of two and broken up.

This is actually a way Lei Xiong wants to initially integrate the three distinct forces. These 10 people are the bridge for mutual trust and cooperation between the three forces.

A partner with Niu Er is a Sichuan Army veteran, called Wang Changshou, who is more than 6 years old and close to 40 years. For young soldiers who are less than 20, Niu Er is definitely uncle -level.

Almost all middle-aged men whose sons can join the army are not many in the Sichuan Army, but they are by no means rare.

The warlords in Sichuan Province have been fighting for several years, making it difficult for the people to make a living. The common people have no livelihood, so they can only work as soldiers to support their families.

If we put it in the future, this would be a 'professional' soldier. Being a soldier is not about dreaming or protecting the country. It is just a job, a job that can support the family.

The same is true for Wang Changshou. His years as a soldier have allowed him to figure out a lot of things. Big bosses fight against each other and watch tens of thousands of people fighting each other. In fact, the risk factor is not high. If you win, you will naturally get drunk. If you have meat, losing the fight may not necessarily mean the end of the world. Just be smart, throw away the gun, kneel down, surrender, and change the family. Anyway, you won't go far, and you are still in this three-acre land in Sichuan Province.

In the past six years, he has had three "owners". Although he is still a big-headed soldier, he still has food, drink and silver. How happy he is.

It wasn't until three months ago that Wang Changshou's fate took a turn.

In other words, the fate of the Sichuan Army, which has long been accustomed to fighting among its own people and at best being beaten with bruises and bruises, has reached another intersection.

The Japanese are coming.

　　Big bosses from all walks of life in eastern Sichuan, northern Sichuan, and central Sichuan all dropped the cups in their hands. To be more precise, they smashed their own bowls, their eating bowls.

For them, isn't the army that can guarantee their rights and wealth just their breadwinner?

The provincial chairman and generals, who seemed to many ordinary people to be a little crazy, actually swore a collective oath in Chengdu to fight the Japanese invaders to the death. Two hundred thousand troops left Sichuan from both eastern and northern Sichuan, one rushed to Songhu in the southeast, and the other to Shanghai. Go north to Shanxi.

Even though Wang Changshou was a reluctant soldier, he was just a small drop in the surging anti-Japanese wave in Sichuan Province. He had no way of deciding his own future and could only drift with the tide.

Maybe he doesn't understand why the big guys are so decisive, even putting aside their years of grudges and sitting together to become comrades who will share life and death together.

That's because the mirror of history has told those big bosses, how can the eggs be completed under the influence of the whole family?

800 years ago, the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, after occupying the Central Plains, invaded Sichuan Province, which thought that it could withstand everything due to its high mountains and dense forests. The amount of killings there was horrifying. Words like "killing wild people" are even just a reminder of this terrible situation in history in the future. Beautiful touch up for killing.

In the 1236 AD alone, when Chengdu was destroyed, there were more than one million remains inside the city, and there were countless remains outside the city.

As for the Japanese who invaded 800 years later, their name as Japanese pirates had already resounded throughout the land of China during the Ming Dynasty, and they would only be more ferocious than the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty. This point, in the minds of the big guys who have read a lot of books, very clear.

Wang Changshou experienced a nightmare for three months. From eastern Sichuan to the southeast, 2,000 kilometers away, he was only on the ship for a small half of the time. The rest of the time he had to march on iron feet. He only wore more than a dozen pairs of straw sandals.

But this kind of hardship is just the prelude to a nightmare. The most terrifying thing is that after entering the battlefield, within a week, nine out of ten familiar faces will disappear. Not to mention those young people who are only a few years older than his son, even middle-aged veterans like Wang Changshou are almost mentally broken.

Perhaps it had something to do with his name, or perhaps it was his six years of experience in the army that saved him. Wang Changshou survived a hellish week.

He also understood the truth that in a war with the Japanese, there was no way to surrender, only life and death. The veteran of the Sichuan Army who has a deep understanding of the war has become tough enough, but this does not mean that he dares to compete with a flying plane.

Therefore, he was confused when he saw the little child soldier who had been following him in the Sihang Battalion, not much older than his son, raising his rifle at the Japanese fighter plane that was running towards his hiding place.

What are we going to do?

Since the Japanese aircraft formation arrived from the southeast, Niu Er climbed up the branch of a big tree, which he could understand.

The dense branches of the big tree are enough to hide a person, and they can stand high enough to see far away. If there is an enemy on the ground, they can be discovered immediately.

It's just that fighting aircraft is a matter of machine guns and anti-aircraft machine guns. What do you, a little infantryman, want to do with a rifle pointed at an aircraft?

Shoot him?

This is definitely a typical example of not eating mutton but getting into trouble.

It is certain that we will not be able to hit the plane, but if we alert the Japanese plane, if it turns around, we will have to use a machine gun to beat us like dogs. This is far away from the main position, but there are no anti-aircraft guns to help you.

"Guawazi, don't be such a fool! Is that the plane we can hit?" Wang Changshou was lying in the grass watching the plane from far to near, his forehead covered with cold sweat under the camouflage hat woven from branches, and he kept reminding him. Cow two.

He could feel that the attitude of the little boy soldier who was looking at the gentle and quiet boy holding the gun and aiming it was serious and not just for show.

The safety of Niu Er's medium-sized rifle has been turned on, his finger is on the trigger, and the muzzle of the gun is slowly swinging with the movement of the aircraft.

However, Niu Er, who had listened to the veteran's instructions throughout the day, did not listen to him this time. All his mind was on his own goal.

Tarou Aoki was secretly congratulating himself in his cockpit, congratulating himself on his wise choice, especially when he saw his boss hit the ground and shattered into pieces.

Only the living are qualified to enjoy the name of 'coward'. What's the use of having 'warrior' engraved on the tombstones of the dead?

In other words, Taro Aoki is not just happy, he is also very proud of his calm judgment.

After turning and maneuvering to avoid the target of Kobayashi Sekiichi's crazy shooting, he did not blindly pull up, but kept galloping at a low altitude. Sure enough, the Chinese machine guns and anti-aircraft machine guns chasing him invariably raised the preset shooting elevation angle. High, no matter how fierce the firepower is, it will only hit you lonely.

Just such a delay was enough for him to escape a thousand meters away.

The reason why he was not promoted immediately after escaping was that Second Lieutenant Taro Aoki was also angry. The proud naval aviation force was beaten like a dog and he had no one to vent his anger on!

The Chinese civilians still hiding in the wilderness along the way were the best targets for him to vent his anger on.

“Chinese, prepare to face death!” Taro Aoki glanced at the ground fiercely, his finger already on the machine gun trigger.

However, he did not see a Chinese soldier 400 meters away from him in a straight line pull the trigger.

“Bang!” Gunfire sounded.

He was a sly immortal, and he was really beaten. Wang Changshou was almost frightened by the shot and his crotch became hot.

Looking around, looking for the most suitable natural bunker to hide from the Japanese machine guns.

At the same time, Taro Aoki, who was still speeding at a high speed of 100 meters per second in the sky, suddenly froze his eyes and looked sideways at the left wing of the cockpit, his eyes full of disbelief.

The small hole that appeared in the cockpit proved the existence of an attack.

But why are there Chinese machine guns here?

Severe pain struck, causing the Japanese HNA second lieutenant to temporarily put aside his doubts and reach out to touch the painful ribs.

The blood on his hands reminded him that he had been shot.

But his thoughts soon solidified. The warhead rolled through the fuselage and penetrated into the Japanese second lieutenant's body from the ribs. It churned the left atrium to pieces. The heart that supplied blood to the whole body stopped working. The result was rapid ischemia and hypoxia in the brain.

On the ground, artificial compression and pacing may be possible to rescue, but in the air, the Japanese HNA second lieutenant, who was just congratulating himself on his successful escape, can only...

died!

The ship battle of 96 roared past the two leading Chinese soldiers, and then plunged into the wilderness, exploding into a bright firework.

Our situation has become too small, and Wang Changshou is dumbfounded!

(End of this chapter)

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