Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 368

Chapter 368 The touchstone of 'bravery'!

There are many Chinese people in the queue passing through the checkpoint. If these real Chinese refugees were put into the slaughterhouse together with the Japanese, their chance of survival would not exceed one percent.

Each of these people has a family behind him, including a wife, parents, and children. If they die, there are many dangers on the way to escape, which almost means that the family is over.

Lei Xiong is a resolute and resolute soldier, and he will never be indecisive. In order to kill the enemy, he will pay any price, but it definitely does not mean that he is a butcher.

After thinking hard, I came up with this trick. I also singled out some Japanese and put them together with the Chinese, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the Japanese.

Of course, the premise of all this is still based on how he can identify the Japanese.

As for how to accurately identify Japanese and Chinese people, Japanese people have short legs. Chinese people in this era are generally not very tall. Naturally, it cannot be judged from their body shape. China and Japan are located in East Asia, and they are both extremely flat. Small, not to mention the Japanese who want to fight back to their 'hometown', they are all descendants of Yunnan and Shandong people who have interbred with the Japanese island natives.

The main differences have to be stripped bare.

It's not about looking at JJ!

It's about watching JIOJIO!

To be precise, look at the toes.

"Battal Commander, you said it's okay to let the Japanese into our specially set up shooting range, but how do we determine which ones are Chinese and which ones are Japanese?" Lei Xiong clearly remembers asking him this before leaving. His Tang Dao.

"Hey, there is a difference between Japanese toes and Chinese people. When the refugees start making trouble and see that the situation cannot be dealt with, just give up checking their bodies and all kinds of luggage and just let them go barefoot. They should be very cooperative, including what Look at the Japanese who look exactly like us." Tang Dao said with a smile.

“Japanese people's toes are also shorter?” Lei Xiong naturally thought he had found the answer.

"What do you think? The brain is a good thing." Under the moonlight, Tang Dao's big eyes rolled up, which almost made Lei Xiong think that Commander Tang had begun to like men. His heart was pounding, but he didn't seem to be very disgusted! This is the most frightening thing.

“Have you ever worn flip-flops?”

“What are flip-flops?” Lei Xiong, the once bold and resolute commander of the fire support company, felt that he was a country bumpkin. Many of the words spoken by Battalion Commander Tang were blank to him.

"Forget it, I can't explain it to you now. When there is no war anymore, I will buy a pair for each of you. Wear those things with big pants and sunglasses, and lie on the seaside listening to the waves. Hai Feng looked at the bikini, you know how good it is!" Tang Dao grinned.

Leixiong

He knew about sunglasses and the sea, but how could he go out wearing big pants without being beaten?

Would it be worse than fighting?

"Japanese people like to wear clogs, which are wooden slippers. This causes the big toe and second toe of all Japanese people to be further apart than others. Oil leakage?" Tang Dao saw Lei Yuichi. His face was dull, and he lamented in his heart that no one in this era shared the beauty of the future with him, and he could only explain the reason in a straight-forward manner.

I don't understand oil leaks, but why I can understand it instantly after looking at JIOJIO Lei Xiong.

This is like a lady and a slut, Japanese, they belong to the kind of people who can spread their legs wider!

However, Lei Xiong is a practical talent. Although Tang Dao said this, he was still a little worried. It happened that a Japanese pilot fell to death yesterday. Even if there were only stumps left, Lei Xiong specially took him with him. Li Jijin and his soldiers placed the Japanese JIOJIO next to the fire and observed it carefully.

Finally concluded that Camp Commander Tang was a genius.

　　What you say is so correct. The two toes of Japanese people are not evenly spaced apart. As long as you are not blind, you can see it.

Of course, with this magical operation of accurately locating the Japanese, leaving some Japanese and Chinese at the checkpoint, apart from not wanting to accidentally kill our own civilians, there is another very important reason.

Lexiong needs prisoners.

The dead Japs are all good Japs, but the Japs who can tell the information they want obediently are also good babies.

The simplest way to prevent thieves is to kill all thieves.

Like many Chinese who chose to be traitors in the face of death threats, not all Japanese are unyielding.

At the checkpoint, two light machine guns and a dozen rifles were used against a dozen Japanese soldiers armed with shell guns. The firepower was originally a bit lacking, but with the barbed wire and fortifications and some calculations, they opened fire first and killed five or six Japanese soldiers.

Even if the remaining Japanese troops are determined to resist, they are still too weak to fight. They want to rush over! Barbed wire is not something that can be jumped up with a strong will. The sharp cold light on the tip of the wire can easily pierce the human body.

Someone has to be the human shield, but why should I be the one? No one wants to be hung on a barbed wire to be dried as bacon after a painful death. Wouldn't that be delicious?

“Put down your weapons, raise your hands and kneel down!” This is the biggest difference between the merciless shooting at the checkpoint and the bridgehead.

After killing seven or eight people in a row, the two machine guns mainly fired as deterrents. They did not focus all their firepower on the almost desperate Japanese soldiers who were lying on the ground, nor did they throw grenades that could almost wipe them out.

The Japanese army also had no shortage of people who wanted to resist desperately. They pointed their attitude towards the fortifications that made the noise with a hail of bullets. Naturally, the Chinese defenders would not be polite to such people. They had already aimed their rifles at them and shot them to death. .

Those who can be here are all veteran German weapon masters who have been honed in the **** battlefield of Songhu. Whether it is tenacity or marksmanship, they will never be inferior to this group of elite Japanese soldiers, and they will never kill people. Be soft-handed. The commander wants a soft guy who can tell the truth, not a strong-willed guy like this.

The blood of the determined is the most suitable nourishment for the fertile earth, and it is also the best medicine for finding soft eggs.

When grenades were thrown overwhelmingly from dozens of meters away, the smoke mixed with dust mixed with the deafening screams of his colleagues, watching their main force become lambs to be slaughtered under grenades and machine guns, the remaining five elite Japanese troops finally collapsed. .

They know that in the trap carefully constructed by the Chinese, if they want to survive, it does not depend on how brave they are, but on how cowardly they are.

A Japanese soldier was the first to throw down his shell gun. According to the slogan shouted by Li Jijin, he knelt on his knees, held his head in his hands, and cried with tears: "I surrender, please don't kill me! I want to see Ma again." numb!"

In the face of death, the pride I once had was thrown away in the hail of bullets, but the tears streaming down my face may not be because I feel shame, but because I am happy that I have bravely taken this step. Only in this way can I go home to see Mom!

The bravery of the Japanese army saved him, and his remaining four companions did not show any idiots, saying "Damn it, you trampled on the honor of the Imperial Army!" Slogans like ' did not appear, but because after having a leader, the four Japanese soldiers also gave up their psychological burden, dropped their guns one after another, knelt down and held their heads.

Death is the hardest touchstone of courage!

Five Japanese soldiers all survived because they sacrificed their knees.

However, the Japanese soldiers located in the slaughterhouse dozens of meters away did not receive this preferential treatment.

Whether he was howling forward or silently dodging, under the ravages of more than 40 grenades and Heizi's MG34 machine gun, which had fired 600 rounds of bullets and had its barrel replaced once, everything ended in silence.

Everyone is equal before bullets. Major Shitaka Nishikawa did not receive preferential treatment due to his military rank. During the second wave of grenade attacks, the Japanese major was hit in the head by a fragment of a grenade explosion.

The smart and wise head does not have a helmet, and a fragment the size of a fingernail can easily kill him.

The life of the major was not as valuable as they thought. The civilians who were asked to help the army clean up the battlefield pinched their noses and threw the body of the Japanese major into the Suzhou River to feed the fish, with a look of disgust on their faces.

　　They are dead, and they still have big eyes. It's so scary at night.

Finishing the Japanese infantry squad at the checkpoint, they also began to throw grenades and use machine guns to block the retreat of the Japanese troops who wanted to retreat.

The consequence of the front and rear pincer attacks was that the Japanese troops approaching a Japanese infantry squadron did not survive five minutes under such an attack.

　　When the smoke cleared, the more than 100 meters of road and the wilderness were littered with corpses of Japanese soldiers.

But Chinese soldiers are not in a hurry to enter the battlefield. They hold rifles and shoot accurately at any suspicious target. The dead will naturally die more thoroughly, and the living will become dead.

Sure enough, several Japanese soldiers jumped out from the pile of corpses and tried to fight for their lives. Naturally, they were shot and killed mercilessly.

It was not until a few minutes later that the infantrymen with bayonets installed entered the battlefield and once again carried out last-ditch blows on all the Japanese on the field.

There were seven or eight Japanese soldiers who were originally only seriously injured but were stabbed by bayonets. They instinctively held the bayonet blade with their hands, pleading in their eyes for life.

But the Chinese infantry obviously did not bypass their thoughts.

On the battlefield, their brothers lived like this, but did the Japanese let them go?

not at all.

This is called, the way of heaven is reincarnation!

Stepping on their desperately twisting bodies, he twisted the bayonet blade hard and then swung it sharply, cutting off their fingers and cutting off their last vestige of life.

　　While seeing the Japanese soldiers, whose hands were tied and ordered to kneel down to watch all this, weeping bitterly, they were probably more grateful.

This group of Chinese people are different from those they have met. They are obviously much more cold-blooded and cruel. If they are not smart enough, they may be like their colleagues.

Killed like a chicken.

As a result of the almost brutal battlefield cleaning, after Lei Xiong personally promised that he would never kill them, the five Japanese prisoners showed little resistance and gave Lei Xiong the answers he needed.

The approximate location of another Japanese army lurking, their contact code, who is the commander, how many troops there are, what equipment they have, etc.

The vanguard group that had returned quickly moved 3 kilometers away. Cheng Tieshou on the No. 1 anti-aircraft position carried two machine guns and an MG34 and the two infantry platoons responsible for guarding them marched from the right wing.

Anti-aircraft position No. 2 carried three heavy machine guns and an infantry platoon and ran across the bridge in the dark. They joined Li Jijin's 2nd platoon, plus two mortars. Lei Xiong personally led a rapid march from the left wing.

An infantry squadron ordered by Nishikawa Changtaka to lurk in the hills on the river bank three or four kilometers away from the bridge finally saw a red and two green signal flares fired by the major in the night sky at 8 pm, indicating the need for reinforcements.

(End of this chapter)

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