Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 418

Chapter 418 Demon from Hell

Not to mention that the Japanese did not expect that the Chinese would be so bold. Even soldiers like Niu Er and Heizi, who were already familiar with the Tang Dao, took a chill when they heard that the Tang Dao was going to sneak into the Japanese patrols alone to kill people.

That was nearly a hundred fully armed soldiers, not a hundred pigs.

Even if there are a hundred pigs, you, a butcher, can't kill them all!

But Tang Dao is the supreme commander. Once he makes a decision, few people can shake his will.

Just like when he decided to leave the main force with a cavalry squad and several soldiers to carry out a harassing attack on the 36th Infantry Brigade, not to mention Gong Shaoxun and several major battalion commanders, even Lei Xiong, Leng Feng and others who were closest to him They all strongly opposed it.

It's not that Tang Dao is not capable enough, but that Tang Dao is no longer the junior lieutenant platoon leader in Sihang Warehouse.

The Japanese army can keep making mistakes and losing money. The major commander, lieutenant commander, and even the major general brigade commander can be lost. However, as long as Tang Dao makes one mistake, the advance regiment, which has become a lonely army, will lose its supreme commander.

The advance regiment was built on Tang Dao's suggestion. Its mission and future tactical plans were all planned by Tang Dao alone. The headquarters also ordered him to lead the entire army. If he died, the advance regiment would lose its direction. .

The lives of 3,000 people are all in the hands of Tang Dao.

Even if you are an abandoned child, you still have to work hard to survive! Even if there is little chance of life.

But what is unexpected is that Tantai Mingyue, who should have opposed it, chose to support Tang Dao at this time.

There is no reason, just because she believes that Tang Dao can return safely.

Yes, as a woman, she would worry about the man she likes, but as a comrade, Tantai Mingyue chose to believe it.

If no one slows down the marching speed of the 36th Infantry Brigade, the advance regiment will be overtaken by the Japanese army in at most two days, unable to avoid Japanese reconnaissance planes and with less and less room for maneuver.

3000 vs 8000. Without the support of heavy firearms such as mountain artillery, no matter how elite the advance group was, fighting the Japanese army in an unobstructed wilderness would inevitably suffer heavy losses.

With the support of Tantai Mingyue, Tang Dao used his personal prestige to convince all the school-level officers who were qualified to participate in the military meeting, and handed over the command of the advance group to Lei Xiong, while he sneaked into the wilderness to carry out special operations on the 36th Infantry Brigade. Combat.

Niu Er, Lu Sanjiang and others were naturally unable to stop the madness of their top commander.

"Sir, take me there, I can do it." Seeing that Tang Dao had made up his mind, Lu Sanjiang could only retreat and do the next best thing. He looked at Tang Dao who was arranging his equipment and asked for a fight.

"You?" Tang Dao grinned slightly in the night, his white teeth like blades hidden in the darkness.

"You may be good at riding on a horse and slashing people with a knife, Sanjiang, but do you know how much blood a person has in his body? Do you know how to drain 70% of a person's blood in the shortest time without saying a word? Do you know? How long does the smell of blood stay in the air? You have to kill a few more Japanese to know this."

Lu Sanjiang was stunned. He had never heard of what Tang Dao said. The baptism he had experienced on the training ground and on the battlefield only told him: Don't be afraid, rush over and cut off your head before the enemy's sword. Before killing his head, chop off his head.

Killing people, there are so many tricks!

"You have done a good job!" Before leaving, Tang Dao looked back at Lu Sanjiang, who was standing there, and sighed slightly. "However, if you want to survive this war, you must become stronger."

Although the soldiers in front of him are pretty good in their respective fields, in Tang Dao's opinion, they are still far behind in terms of individual combat power.

This kind of sneaking into the enemy camp to attack and kill in the dark night. Looking at the entire advance team, perhaps only Lei Xiong and Leng Feng could catch Tang Dao's eyes.

At the dawn of the killing battlefield, Tang Dao can only fight alone.

Niu Er and others could only watch Tang Dao's figure disappear into the darkness, but they could only wait a thousand meters away.

Watching the commander enter the most dangerous battlefield, while he can only wait anxiously, it is almost a shame for the soldiers.

However, those who only remember shame and do not make progress will always be weak, while the strong will be inspired by this.

The seeds of wanting to become stronger and catch up with the leader have been planted in the hearts of the cavalry sergeant and several soldiers.

The first person to die was not the Japanese sentry who was napping with his back.

The Tang Dao that was rubbed secretly into the dark grass was like a giant python that bites people. It covered its mouth and nose and stabbed the human heart with one knife.

The human body entering deep sleep will wake up due to severe pain. However, the eyes widened in fear cannot even see the appearance of the enemy clearly. The twisting body is tightly entangled in the grass by a body that is far stronger than theirs. The low voice The whine was quickly blown away by the mountain wind and disappeared into the wilderness of southeastern China.

In just fifteen seconds, the human body will lose consciousness after the heart is pierced and completely loses the function of supplying blood to the whole body. However, the man-eating 'python' still will not let go of the hand covering its mouth and nose. The slightly trembling body will completely calm down after 30 seconds. Only then will the 'gurgling' sound from the throat of a human being on the verge of death completely dissipate.

The Japanese army can make mistakes, and the death of one, two or even a hundred is not a big deal to their huge force, but the Tang Dao dancing on the tip of the knife cannot.

His life and death no longer belonged to him personally, but to the entire advance regiment, and even the three infantry divisions that were fighting against the 18th Division on the Jiashan Defense Line dozens of kilometers away.

Tang Dao chose to constantly harass Ushijima Mitsuru and the 36th Infantry Brigade, not just to delay their pursuit.

He wanted to anger Ushijima Mitsuru. Only angry people make mistakes.

The Japanese who were killed with cold guns and artillery did not stop the 36th Infantry Brigade, nor did they notice any changes in their tactics.

Obviously, not enough.

Then add some more ingredients.

Use the blood of the Japanese to add some fertilizer to this already fertile land.

For half an hour, two Japanese infantry detachments that were close together, a total of 28 people, including four sentries, were all "sleeping" in the grass, and they would never wake up again in this life.

But before Tang Dao left, he sat in the pile of dead bodies and changed his clothes.

Very patiently, I took the relatively clean uniform of the Japanese army and carefully wiped the blood off my head, face and body, and then put on clean cotton clothes.

Of course it's not to look more handsome after killing someone, “Kill someone in ten steps, and you won't get a drop of blood on your body!” ' That's a martial arts novel.

In a real battlefield, a warrior who killed more than 20 people with a knife had such a strong smell of blood that it was so strong that, let alone a human being, even jackals, tigers and leopards would run away with their tails between their legs in respect when they smelled the smell.

Before carrying out the next wave of killings, Tang Dao needs to get rid of the **** smell that can make people enter nightmares.

Nightmare always wakes up.

After changing clothes, relaxing and resting for five minutes, adjusting the functions of the whole body to optimal, Tang Dao submerged himself in the darkness again and continued his massacre.

The night before dawn is extremely dark.

The wind in the wilderness, if you listen carefully, you can hear someone whimpering, which is scary to hear.

But the extremely exhausted Japanese army did not.

They are all sleeping.

There are still a few sober sentinels, and they will never wake up their companions because of the cold and strange wind, then he will be scolded to death!

So much so that in the early morning, a Japanese squadron located on the periphery used an iron whistle to contact the friendly forces and received no response. They had no choice but to rush to the friendly forces' campsite only to discover the scene of a heartbreaking murder.

More than 50 people died.

Most of them died from bayonet wounds, which were located on the chest, killing them with one knife, showing the murderer's skillful skills.

The few who died because their necks were twisted and their throats and cervical vertebrae were stabbed with a knife were all sentinels.

There were no traces of resistance in the grass.

The murderer's killing skills and ferociousness are enough to send chills down the spine.

But what's even more shocking is that the killing methods are exactly the same. Does that mean that it was actually done by one person?

In less than two hours, it would be unimaginable for one person to silently destroy four squads, even if they fell asleep due to extreme exhaustion.

Perhaps this is the devil released by the Chinese from hell!

Nearly every Japanese soldier who saw more than fifty corpses neatly placed in the open space quietly touched the amulet hanging on his chest, and his **** felt cold.

As the supreme commander of the 36th Infantry Brigade, Mitsuru Ushijima did not become as furious as his subordinates imagined.

The Japanese Army Major General was just silent, silently looking at the fifty-six corpses neatly arranged in front of him.

Four infantry detachments were all broken into pieces.

Dozens of elite soldiers did not die in the charge or by gunfire, but under the noses of his 8,000-strong army, the Chinese used knives to drain all the blood from their bodies.

　　Yes, the corpse was so pale that it was shockingly white, like a slaughtered pig.

There were even several 38-type bayonets with curved blades left behind at the scene. The 38-type bayonets were made of such high-quality steel and had curved blades, showing the toughness of human bones and the brutality of the murderer's use of local materials.

Chi Guoguo told the 36th Infantry Brigade that he used the Japanese infantry's own swords to kill them.

Only officers who are familiar with Ushijima Mitsuru know that the silent brigade commander is not not angry, but is extremely angry!

“Telegram me to His Excellency Ushijima Sadao of the Eighteenth Division.”

(End of this chapter)

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