Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 560

Chapter 560 Prelude to the Hunt

This is really unpleasant!

Tang Dao was lying in the field 400 meters away from this deserted village, watching the Japanese army of up to 20 people disappear into the darkness.

Because of the Japanese attack, this is a place where the Japanese army must pass through. The villagers have already packed up and been forced to leave their homes. They either hid in the countryside further on both sides or fled towards Guangde and Wuhu. Most of the people living in the village There may be only chickens, ducks and mice left that are too late to be collected.

This place is about five kilometers away from the front line. The Japanese army could reach here and avoid the right-wing defense line. Obviously, they had to detour at least 17 or 18 kilometers. After running all night and marching during the day, their physical fitness should have been exhausted to the extreme. .

If you let them repair here for two hours and then clean them up, I don't know what kind of price they will pay.

Tang Dao, who was wearing a camouflage coat woven with withered grass, looked coldly through the telescope at the blurry figure of the Japanese army completely disappearing into the village in the dim light of dawn, and then whistled softly to his side.

A pile of weeds slowly squirmed this way, until two minutes later, Xia Dayu's nervous face appeared behind the weeds, "Sir, should we go and inform the Second Company Commander now to let me go, I can run faster than Erya Brother, hurry up."

Just seeing that Xia Dayu still maintained a cautious attitude when he heard Tang Dao's whistle, one knew that he was now much better than the characteristic recklessness of a young boy before. Tang Dao was obviously very satisfied with the growth of this little communication soldier who had been following him.

“No matter how fast you run, how can a Japanese pant faster?” Tang Dao shook his head. "If I guess correctly, the Japanese will not stay in this village for a long time. The target of the village is too obvious. They will leave until dawn at most. By the time you call Li Jijin and the others, they will probably have fled far away."

“What should we do?” Xia Dayu's face was filled with anxiety.

The 20 Japanese soldiers are not too many, but they are still a lot. Just three of them, or more precisely, one Tang Dao, they will definitely not be able to defeat them, but if they watch them leave like this, it will be a disaster for Xia Dayu. Unwillingly.

His Uncle Crow was besieged by such a small group of Japanese soldiers, and in the end, in order to protect him, he had to jump off the pagoda, which could have been held on a little longer. Originally, both of them could survive as long as they persisted for five more minutes.

For Xia Dayu, he had dreamed of the scene where Uncle Crow was shattered to pieces for countless nights. When he woke up, his face would be full of tears. How could he be willing to just watch the Japanese leave in such a grand manner?

"What should I do? Kill them? If I hit the point of my gun, it won't work if I don't kill them!" Tang Dao grinned, showing his white teeth.

"Sir, before I left, Deputy Battalion Commander Guo, Chief of Staff Zhuang, and the company commanders all said that you can fight the Japanese, but you can't do the same thing as before." Erya, who had also crept over quietly from the other side, suddenly Anxious.

"Do you listen to them or me?" Tang Dao's face darkened. "We can't fight with less against many. Didn't we fight with less against many that time? According to what they said, let's just play ball! Just wash your neck and wait for the Japanese to come and kill us."

"But, you agreed at the time." Erya was unable to refute what Tang Dao said, but he still felt that something was wrong, so he could only make the final resistance.

"At this time, the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. You two, follow my command in all actions." Tang Dao had a straight face, which set the tone.

When Tang Dao said this, the two communication soldiers Erya and Xia Dayu naturally had no room for resistance and could only nod.

"Two of you, one on each side, guard the east and west of the village. No matter what kind of movement there is in the village, you don't have to pay attention. But if someone wants to escape from the direction you are guarding, shoot with a shell gun immediately. You don't need to be more accurate to kill the Japanese. Just retreat, everyone, please protect yourself." Tang Dao picked up his bayonet, drew a simple map on the ground, and arranged the fighting positions for the two communication soldiers.

The two of them nodded, a wave of nervousness appearing on their faces involuntarily.

Although both of them have participated in many battles, there are basically people by their side. It is the first time for both of them to face the Japanese army who may attack them alone. They are not nervous at all. That is impossible.

"You two don't need to be too nervous. The situation I'm talking about is only if, with the Japanese's stubborn personality, if they know that there is only one enemy, the possibility of them escaping is very small." Tang Dao felt the tension of the two and smiled lightly. . "Besides, Gu Xishui and Niu Er are only 1.5 kilometers away. If they hear the gunshots here, they will arrive within five minutes for support."

“Yes!” Erya and Xia Dayu both nodded slightly, indicating that they would stick to their fighting positions.

"Okay, let's go our separate ways!" Tang Dao waved his hand, stood up, and prepared to set off.

“Sir.”

Tang Dao turned around and looked behind him, seeing Erya's sparkling eyes.

“The Tantai reporter is still waiting for you at the station, so be careful.” Erya's voice was very soft.

"I know!" Tang Dao smiled slightly, turned his back, ducked down, trotted all the way, and disappeared into the increasingly faint night.

As a communications soldier, he is good at everything and is very organized in his work. He carries all the information Tang Dao needs with him and never misses anything. He even manages Tang Dao's life in an orderly manner and is able to devote himself to the battle, but it is a bit Too emotional. With such a personality, it is not suitable to be the chief officer of a front-line combat unit when you grow up in the future. It is still possible to be an instructor responsible for ideological aspects or the chief officer of a technical department.

On the other hand, it is Xia Dayu. Although he is still young, he has shown enough potential for fighting.

Tang Dao didn't teach him deliberately. He could also imitate Tang Dao and make a camouflage suit himself. If he didn't get closer than five meters, it would be difficult to find the human body hidden in the withered grass.

Even the movements after hearing Tang Dao's instructions were cautious. Even if the Japanese troops were staring this way, they would not find any clues.

Perhaps even Tang Dao himself didn't realize that when he began to consider the future development of the people around him, he was no longer the special commander who would only have a dozen people at most in the future. He had completely integrated into this world. era and his current role as an Army colonel.

Tang Dao is not a saint, nor does he want to be one. If the brothers who follow him through life and death don't even consider their future, then he should treat whoever he loves as a saint.

In the final analysis, Tang Dao is just a warrior with sufficient battlefield experience and an ordinary person with strong national sentiments.

But, isn't this world made up of ordinary people? Just like those digital characters who were wiped out in the war, they died and they were forgotten, but will they regret it?

No one knows! But there is no doubt that when they choose to die, ordinary people like them are great.

Tang Dao, choose to be a part of such ordinary people.

So, even though he knew that there were 20 Japanese soldiers in the village and it would be extremely difficult for him to deal with them alone, he still did it.

If he doesn't do this, one of his brothers will die.

It is much easier to assassinate Japanese soldiers hiding in villages than to hunt them down in the wilderness.

One day ago, he had already learned that three fellow villagers from the same village who joined the army at the same time as him had all died in the battle. There are four people in the entire mountain village who have enlisted in the army, and now he is the only one left.

From then on, no one would drink sake with him and argue with a blushing face about who is the most beautiful woman in the village. No one would sing with him and recall the petals of the cherry blossom tree at the entrance of the village falling in spring. Beautiful.

When he boards the ship and goes home, he will have three small wooden boxes hanging on his chest! So how should he face those three mothers! Every time he thinks of this, Kuroki Rokuro's heart almost breaks.

So, when he learned that he had been selected as a member of the reconnaissance team, Taro Kuroki was not afraid at all. For him who was deeply sad, death was actually not that terrible.

What is terrible is the loneliness after losing the hometown.

Entering this ordinary small Chinese village where a house-to-house search did not find a single living person, although it was necessary to maintain a stealth state and could not light a warm bonfire to dispel the cold winter night, Lieutenant Miyamoto, who led the team, still thoughtfully arranged for people to be there The Chinese lit a fire in the simple kitchen and heated up the cold rice **** for 20 people, giving everyone a warm breakfast.

After all, it is still before the dawn of Buddha, and the thin smoke is emitted through the chimney, and no one will notice it.

Taro Kuroki is the one who is responsible for lighting the fire and cooking. The others either set up defenses according to the terrain of the village or seize the time to rest. They have to leave the village before daybreak.

Kuroki Taro mechanically added firewood to the stove, his mind still immersed in sadness.

Until the sound of "gurgling" sounded, it reminded Private Taro Kuroki, who was a little blinded by the smoke, that the water had been boiled.

“Muragami-kun!” Taro Kuroki turned around to greet his fellow soldiers who were leaning against the door.

"Huh?" Toshiki Murakami answered him in a low voice, and his face actually looked a little ferocious in the thin smoke.

From Kuroki Taro's point of view, his eyes were really a little too wide.

(End of this chapter)

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