Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 839

Chapter 839: Under the sword, there are all dead souls!

The winter in Yu Province is very cold!

Although it was already past 39, the temperature was definitely below zero, and the Bihe River was not frozen. That was because the water speed was high enough.

The two Japanese detachments have a total of 31 people. Two Cao commander-level officers carry 24 infantrymen, 2 machine gunners carry a light machine gun, 2 grenade launchers carry a grenade launcher, and a training officer The dog handler brought a wolf green dog with him.

Such a combination is more than enough to fight against a Chinese infantry platoon of 45 people, let alone a Chinese.

The two Japanese commanders had no fear of the upcoming battle. One detachment covered another detachment crossing the river, and their safety was completely guaranteed. However, the cold river water made them extremely painful.

The bitingly cold river water is not deep, and the deepest point is only waist high, but it is cold!

In order to maintain sufficient combat effectiveness after crossing the river, all Japanese soldiers took off their lower trousers and leather boots, bare their short legs, and crossed the river with their rifles and clothes held in both hands.

After landing ashore, quickly put on clothes to keep warm. This is the best way that the Japanese commander Cao thought of.

However, for the sake of their lives, the first infantry team was on alert as soon as they landed. Even if the cold wind blew and they were shivering, no one dared to put on dry and warm pants and leather boots immediately, just in case. If the Chinese make a sneak attack, people will die.

　　Until the second detachment successfully crossed the river, the Japanese soldiers, who were still naked with their short legs, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If there is a sneak attack by the Chinese, they have missed the best opportunity. Even though all 31 of them are still naked, the dozens of guns in their hands are not fake. Whoever comes for a sneak attack will be a big fool. .

"All troops are dressed! Go and kill the Chinese immediately!" Commander Cao, who was kneeling in the grass and looking into the distance with a telescope, put down the telescope in his hand and gave the military order with a serious face.

The upper body is neatly dressed in military uniform, and his face is solemn. He looks like a hard-blooded soldier.

If you don't look at his two hairy bare legs.

After hearing the order, the Japanese soldiers put down their guns one after another and started to put on their pants. The coldest time was not when they went down into the river with their pants naked, but when they got up from the cold water and were blown by the cold wind. The feeling was really so sore. So cool.

Especially for the first batch of Japanese soldiers who came ashore, due to the need to be on guard, they did not put on their pants immediately. In just a few minutes, their faces turned pale from the cold and their whole bodies felt stiff.

Perhaps, there is only one creature in the entire Japanese army that does not look so embarrassed.

It was a wolf green dog specially equipped by the search team. The wolf green dog, bred by crossbreeding with German shepherd dogs, is not only tall and ferocious in temperament, but also has extremely strong adaptability to the environment. This level of cold is not suitable for wolf green dogs. Saying that it is true is nothing.

The reason why the Japanese army dared to put down their guns one after another was that the wolf green dog that arrived with the second detachment did not show any abnormality.

The Wolf Blue Dog's sense of smell and hearing are much stronger than humans. It will give a warning if there is any abnormal movement. This has been proven countless times in many village searches, and has also helped the Japanese army avoid many fatal attacks.

So this time, the Japanese infantrymen habitually chose to believe.

However, at the moment when the Japanese infantrymen who were jumping from the cold were putting on their pants, the ears of the wolf green dog suddenly moved, the triangular dog eyes looked deep into the grass, and the muscles on the strong dog's body suddenly tightened.

It didn't immediately let out a low whine to warn, that's because it only heard the sound more than ten meters away, and the small dog's head was still making logical judgments, and the tightening of the muscles was just due to biological instinct.

It feels threatened!

Indeed, the intuitive perception of many creatures in the animal kingdom is much stronger than that of humans.

The Wolf Blue Dog's intuition is fine, but its intelligence is slightly lower.

So, it is dead.

Became the first Japanese soldier to die in this battle.

“Ouch!” The wolf green dog let out a shrill scream, twisting its once extremely strong body on the ground to fight for its life.

A lancet-pointed knife broke through the hard skull of the wolf green dog and sank into the skull.

The reason why he was not killed with a single blow is not because the knife was not accurate enough, but because the dog's vitality is far more tenacious than that of human beings.

The Japanese military dog handler who had just put on a pair of trouser legs next to the Wolf Blue Dog was stunned. His brain had obviously deteriorated after spending a long time with the dog, and he obviously didn't understand why his dog was acting like this.

A lancet-pointed knife that directly pierced his trachea didn't give him any more time to think. He lay on the ground clutching his neck and rolling and screaming desperately.

“Enemy attack!” Only then did the Japanese army roar heart-breakingly.

Nearly all the Japanese soldiers subconsciously put down their trousers and went to grab the rifles beside them!

But it was too late.

“Click!” A series of bullets were shot out from the grass.

At least four Japanese infantrymen fell down with screams. Their short legs kicked hard and they took off their pants that had not yet been fully put on.

Cold, in the face of severe pain, is really nothing.

After all, it won't kill anyone if it's cold for a while, but if a thick bullet penetrates into the muscle, it will really hurt someone to death.

This war is a stage for hot weapons. Mingxin believes in his big sword, but he is by no means pedantic. The shell gun that can shoot 20 rounds of bullets can completely replace the flying knife in his sleeve within a range of 50 meters. Except for the too much movement. Great beyond.

The powerful recoil of the 20-shot shell gun when firing continuously will make it difficult to maintain accuracy with the muzzle constantly jumping. This requires long-term practice, but these are the understanding that the body that looks a bit thin actually contains jaw-dropping power. It's no difficulty at all.

On the third training session, Mingxin's continuous shooting accuracy with a shell gun within 50 meters was comparable to that of a veteran who has been in the army for five years. Not to mention that the gun hit the bullseye, all the targets were hit without any difficulty.

Ming Xin is a born special soldier, and even Tang Dao has such a high opinion of him.

Perhaps Tang Dao's ability to evaluate Ming Xin in this way is not only due to his control over firearms and talent in cold weapon fighting, but also his judgment of the battlefield situation.

Mingxin has been following the Japanese troops on the other side of the river. Once they have chosen a place to cross the river, he will lurk near the place where they will definitely land.

Perhaps from the beginning, Mingxin did not just rely on accurate marksmanship to hold off the Japanese army like Shen Laoliu.

He allowed the Japanese troops to come ashore, kept alert, and covered the second group of Japanese troops as they came ashore. He missed the best time to attack until the moment when the Japanese troops completely relaxed their vigilance and began to sort out their clothes.

Like a tiger lying in the grass waiting for an opportunity, waiting for the prey to completely relax its vigilance, and then kill it with one strike.

Of course, in addition to relaxing your vigilance, there is another extremely important reason.

These Japanese soldiers were so cold that they were shivering.

When a person is cold, the reaction will be much slower than usual. This is the reason why all the Japanese troops were allowed to cross the river.

Because, his purpose was to kill all of these Japanese troops, leaving no one behind.

Although the sharp fangs of the Wolf Blue Dog are not as scary as the rifles of the Japanese infantry, their movements are fast and fierce, and they will be bitten by them if they are not careful. In this kind of battlefield where life and death are often divided, let alone being bitten by a dog. A slight delay may cause fatal injuries, so the Wolf Blue Dog poses the greatest threat to Mingxin.

The first person Mingxin wanted to kill was not the two Japanese commanders, but a dog.

As for the dog handler, he was operating smoothly. The Southern Fourteen pistol on his waist was much less of a threat to Mingxin than the wolfdog weighing 80 kilograms.

After two willow-leaf sharp knives flew out from the left and right hands and killed a man and a dog, Mingxin, who emerged from the depths of the grass, did not swing his big sword, but pulled out his shell gun. In three seconds, he fired 20 rounds. bullet.

Kill four people!

Then, he threw the shell gun in his hand without hesitation.

The purely imported German-made 20-shot rifle, which was worth hundreds of silver and had a faint blue luster on its body, was like a brick, hitting the face of a Japanese military commander who looked towards Mingxin with a fierce look in his eyes.

This time was good, all the fierce light was wiped out by this sudden blow, and instead, his face was covered with blood.

The shell gun weighs 1.25 kilograms, which is two and a half kilograms when converted into the market kilogram that Chinese people are familiar with. Can you imagine what it feels like to have an iron lump of more than two kilograms hit your face?

Furthermore, it has been blessed with a huge force of about one hundred kilograms.

Not only the nose bones were broken, but also the hard forehead bones were smashed, and the blood naturally spurted out desperately.

But it has to be said that there are benefits to being thick-skinned. Several parts of the shell gun worth up to one hundred silver yang also flew out under this terrible impact, which was obviously broken.

If Chief of Staff Zhuang, who is in charge of logistics, was here, he would definitely scold Mingxin, a prodigal son, with heartache. If you kill someone, just kill someone. Use your sword to chop him down! Why do you still use a shell gun as a concealed weapon, no, as an exposed weapon? It's very expensive, right?

It's a pity that for Mingxin, who has entered the killing state at this time, as long as he can kill people, let alone a mere shell gun, even a more expensive submachine gun, he has to smash out.

His clear eyes, which are usually harmless to humans and animals, are full of murderous intent.

In just five seconds, seven Japanese soldiers were killed by Ming Xin.

But this is not the brightest moment of Mingxin.

After Mingxin threw his shell gun to kill the Japanese commander, his whole body jumped out like a tiger, targeting the five Japanese soldiers who were only seven or eight meters away from him.

The six Japanese soldiers, regardless of wearing one leg of military trousers, picked up their rifles one after another. Facing Mingxin who rushed over, the Japanese soldiers screamed wildly and did not raise their guns to aim at Mingxin. Instead, they assumed a hand-to-hand combat posture.

This is not because they want to show the prowess of the Imperial Japanese Army, but because their military training does not allow them to do so. Mingxin was on the edge of the two infantry teams, but behind his position, there were at least five colleagues. As long as they fired, they might accidentally injure their companions.

Good military literacy forced them to give up this seemingly tempting idea. They instinctively pointed their bayonets upwards, crouched slightly, and faced the attacker who rushed out.

I have to say that this is the best choice for soldiers with strong military literacy, but the so-called best also makes them miss the only opportunity that can slow down Mingxin.

The distance of eight meters was only 1.5 seconds for Mingxin who burst out all his strength to rush forward. It was not a flash of light and flint. It was also considered a short time that made people unable to think too much. The Japanese infantry reacted instinctively and faced directly with three shots. The right bayonet thrust forward.

The other two Japanese soldiers jumped away and looked for another fighter plane with their guns in hand.

The assassination technique, which the Japanese army is most proud of, is well-deserved for its tactical choice in such a short period of time.

Even if it were the masters under Fujiwara Sentō, they would probably be in a hurry when faced with such a few infantrymen who cooperated tacitly and had superb stabbing skills.

Three rifles with a bayonet length of 1.7 meters suddenly thrust forward, like a row of guns. Of course, ordinary people would not rush forward stupidly. The result would be to turn themselves into meat skewers on the Japanese bayonets.

But Mingxin is still accelerating!

Until the moment before the bayonet was about to reach his body, his body suddenly bent, as if his entire upper body had been broken, and the three bayonets collectively pierced the air.

The Japanese infantry were frightened and tried their best to retreat, trying to distance themselves from their opponents.

It's a pity that this is the opportunity Mingxin has been waiting for.

One inch longer and one inch stronger. The Japanese rifle is 1.7 meters long. When the distance is long enough, people can only avoid it temporarily. But when the long rifle penetrates the air and the distance between the two sides is less than one meter, the rifle is not as good as A fire stick works.

Mingxin, whose upper body was folded down but still sliding her feet at high speed, took advantage of the situation and drew out her big sword.

The sword flashed!

The three Japanese soldiers stared blankly at their suddenly cold lower abdomen.

A line of blood emerged from the damaged military uniform, and then, like a flood breaking a bank, a number of objects swarmed out.

Yes, in addition to blood, there were more objects such as intestines or internal organs, as if they had broken through some kind of restraint and rushed out of the huge wound.

That scene was definitely the most horrifying scene the three Japanese soldiers had ever seen in their lives.

That sword actually cut open the lower abdomens of the three of them, which was much cleaner than the disembowelment they were good at.

Ming Xin used the sharp tip of the big sword, and relied on the strength of his waist and arms to cut through the human skin and the relatively thick fat under the skin at a very high speed.

This is enough, the intestines are exposed outside the body, not to mention infection, the severe pain alone can kill them.

Other than crying for their parents and carrying their intestines filled with feces to report to their Amaterasu, the three Japanese soldiers posed no threat.

Naturally, the Japanese soldiers on the side also saw such a cruel and terrifying scene. They were frightened and took two steps back to protect themselves. However, knowing that they would give him this opportunity, they rolled over and chased after him. The big sword turned into a stab. Directly penetrated the Japanese soldier's private parts.

Turning his wrist slightly, he cut off a certain meat ball hanging on the outside and at the same time made a big hole in its abdominal cavity.

“Ouch!” The shocking scream made the scalp of the Japanese soldiers who were rushing towards us more than 20 meters away go numb.

But the killing continues!

Seeing Mingxin kill four of his own soldiers, the last Japanese infantryman bit his cheek and stabbed the bayonet hard at Mingxin who was still on the ground and did not get up.

It's not that he is not afraid, but that he has no choice. Facing such a master, once he loses the courage to face the enemy, he can only die faster.

Unfortunately, the big sword of Mingxin seems to have long eyes and generally drawn out from the Japanese abdominal cavity to block the Japanese bayonet, 'oh! ' There was a crisp sound, and the Japanese soldier's hands were numb with shock. He could only watch in horror as the bayonet he stabbed with all his strength rose uncontrollably as if he had been hit by a car.

Obviously he has two hands and the enemy has one hand, but why does it end like this?

The Japanese infantry couldn't figure it out.

Fortunately, he won't have to worry about it soon.

Mingxin's sword, which knocked away the Japanese bayonets, swung suddenly. The heads of the Japanese infantry were like watermelons that had escaped from the vine. They fell to the ground and rolled several times.

It was only then that a **** fountain erupted from the headless neck, reaching a height of more than two meters.

Looking at it from the perspective of another Japanese military commander, it looked like a flower, a **** flower.

It only took Mingxin no more than four seconds to kill five Japanese infantrymen. Then, he pounced forward and disappeared into the grass.

　　The Japanese soldiers running over from both sides fell into a daze as they looked at the several colleagues who were still struggling for their lives on the ground and the blood all over the ground.

Have they been attacked by demons from hell?

“Baga! Find him and kill him!” the Japanese Army Commander, who ran over crazily and was still breathing heavily, roared crazily.

That is, the two short legs that are still bare look very funny with this expression.

However, no one thought it was funny. The sneak attack took less than ten seconds, causing them to lose twelve people plus the wolf and green dog.

This kind of powerful combat power in close combat is enough to scare anyone. Only the top masters can do this.

The cold chill that arises from deep within my heart is far better than standing barefooted in the Chinese winter.

If they could immediately wake up and huddle together, point their guns at the outside in unison, and perhaps form a defense with bullets, even if they were as strong as Mingxin, they would not dare to charge at a dozen rifles, and they would be beaten into pieces.

Unfortunately, the 14th Division's repeated victories on the Chinese battlefield and the massacre of Chinese civilians allowed the Japanese Army Commander Cao to always place himself in a position of strength.

A strong person can only respond with blood when facing killing.

The grass that was half a man deep was constantly shaking, attracting the attention of the Japanese army. Gunfire continued, but nothing was achieved.

Without the wolf and green dog, they lost any possibility of being one step ahead of the enemy, and the grass could be Mingxin's best concealment.

In anger, the search team consisting of three people spread out over a radius of 600 meters, with the furthest distance between them being 30 meters.

Mingxin is like a terrible poisonous snake lurking, but once it attacks, it is like a hungry tiger, even if it is accompanied by three Japanese soldiers.

The great sword that had broken through the heavy armor of the golden man thousands of years ago, in Mingxin's hands, seemed to come from hell.

Under the light of the sword, a Japanese soldier refused to attack but defended. He held his rifle across his chest, but was cut in half by the sword, along with his body.

The destruction of a search team did not take more than 3 seconds. By the time Japanese support arrived, even if they no longer cared about their colleagues, a burst of gunfire swept through them, and Mingxin had already escaped.

Leave three corpses with bullet holes.

Originally, they could have taken a few breaths, but unfortunately, their fellow tribesmen did not give them a chance.

The pale eyes turned outwards at their colleagues, as if to tell them that you will join me sooner or later.

cold! cold! The cold that penetrates deep into the bones.

The short legs of the Japanese army kept shaking.

In fact, I haven't even had time to put on my pants yet, and my mind is stuck.

By the time the papaylike Japanese army finally woke up, they were no longer hunting the Chinese in this battle, but the Chinese were hunting them. It was already after the three search groups were killed.

The Japanese army, which only had 10 people, felt timid, but it was already too late. Especially when they formed a ring and tried to fight the "devil" in this formation, they were extremely stupid.

It can only be said that they were really amused by Dong Xiu.

Two grenades tied together were thrown into their circular formation with a radius of no more than 5 meters, as if they had eyes.

Mingxin is now a soldier, no longer the little Taoist priest who went down the mountain with a big sword on his back.

In addition to the shell gun, grenades are of course his standard equipment.

Smoke of gunfire rose, and three Japanese soldiers fell down screaming. This was the last lament of the 31 Japanese soldiers who crossed the river!

(End of this chapter)

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