Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 841

Chapter 841 The most cruel destruction!

Utsunomiya's little face turned pale with fright.

It wasn't because the Chinese on the opposite side started to unscrupulously start firing accurately at them as they began to retreat.

Rather, there were gunshots coming from the left and right wings.

At least six men fell while stooping to withdraw from the battlefield.

That means that the Chinese are counter-encircling him.

Have the Chinese become this cunning? They had accumulated a large number of troops across the river from the beginning, but they had been holding back and only sent a sharpshooter to confuse their own side. Only now did they start to counterattack?

If this is the case, then the disappearance of the 30 or so soldiers who circled the flanks can be adequately explained. They were surrounded by a large number of Chinese and all died in the fierce battle.

The panicked Utsunomiya could only give himself this explanation, but he ignored that there was actually no fierce gunfire coming from the area where the missing team had disappeared. Even the Taisho ten-year-old machine gun had no time to fire a bullet, and it was still fired. Leave it well in the grass.

“Everyone breaks out!” Utsunomiya, frightened by his own conjecture, issued the most wrong order in his life.

This may be because he has never been a squadron-level officer. If he were a squadron-level officer with strong practical experience, the most important thing to do at this moment is to find a bunker on the spot and wait for reinforcements.

In this case, even if the main force cannot arrive, it is still possible to kill and injure the Chinese soldiers who are attacking.

The marksmanship of the Japanese infantry was impressive. They also had light machine guns and grenade launchers for fire support. Even if the 23 special forces led by Gu Xishui were joined by Shen Laoliu and Ming Xin, it would be impossible for them to survive unscathed. More than 50 Japanese soldiers ate it in one bite.

In fact, even Gu Xishui was mentally prepared to pay the sacrifice of several people.

The battlefield is not a game. There are so many complete victories, and no matter how clever the tactics are, people need to execute them. There is never an easy victory without sacrifice.

It's just that the young commander Gu Xishui's heart is now much harder than before since Yao Meier died in the battle. In order to kill more Japanese, he would give up his own life.

Just like now, as the top commander of this group of special forces, he also joins the battle group holding a semi-automatic rifle.

He knew in his heart that he was appointed as the deputy captain of the special squadron by Tang Dao. It was not because of his high combat effectiveness, but because he had a clear mind and could formulate tactics according to the battlefield situation better than others.

But this does not mean that his brain is not a warrior.

With one more gun, he can kill one more Japanese soldier, and also give the Japanese army one less chance to kill his subordinates.

Then, he was pleasantly surprised to find that after the battle started, the Japanese troops actually gave up staying on the spot, and instead covered each other and retreated while fighting.

"Order each group to shoot freely. Without orders, they are not allowed to charge at will. If they stop, let them stop. If they run, I will chase them. I will kill them piecemeal." Gu Xishui quickly issued the order.

A soldier following him quickly conveyed the general's order.

An attack battle that originally required at least a quarter of the casualties turned into a chase in the wilderness with the stupid military order issued by Utsunomiya in panic.

The special forces led by Gu Xishui were like a group of hyenas scattered in the wilderness, hanging on the antelope herd from a distance. When they saw the opportunity, they would bite and drag the prey out of the group and tear them into pieces.

The Japanese army tried their best to escape, but the furthest they could get was 2,000 meters away from the Bi River. That was after they had paid the price of more than a dozen people dying in battle and spent nearly 2 hours.

Originally, the marksmanship of the Japanese infantry was not inferior to that of this group of special forces. Each person carried an average of 120 rounds of ammunition and had sufficient ammunition. Their combat effectiveness was by no means bad.

But first, he was blocked by a Chinese sharpshooter by the river for nearly two hours, unable to move even an inch, and he was also besieged by the Chinese. His morale had already fallen to the bottom; secondly, as the grenade launcher was sniped by Chinese special forces, Kill, there is no firepower in the entire queue that can pose a sufficient threat to the Chinese firepower point, but the Chinese firepower point can shoot unscrupulously.

　　All infantrymen who dared to stop and fight desperately with the Chinese were torn to pieces by the terrifying Chinese firepower.

Yes, not only was the MG34 machine gun in Heizi's hand, with a rate of fire of 1,000 rounds per minute, a nightmare for the Japanese infantry, but the four grenade launchers hanging 400 meters behind the Japanese army's slowly retreating queue also caused the Japanese army to completely lose their fighting spirit.

They now finally know the fact that the reason why their 14th Division was able to advance so successfully on the battlefield with consecutive battles and victories was not because of how awesome their infantry was, but because they had heavy artillery and handguns. Without these, they really had nothing. no.

After the four grenade launchers knocked out the last light machine gun of the Japanese army, their doom finally came.

Kuroko's MG34 light machine gun mounted 350 meters away fired more than 200 bullets in a row, suppressing the Japanese army with only more than 30 people in a field after retreating all the way. Gu Xishui led the special forces to gradually approach.

Four grenade launchers fired 12 grenades in a row. After all the stocks were emptied, the crawling special forces had reached 40 meters in front of the Japanese defense line.

This is not a position where you can charge, but this is the distance where long-handled grenades can be thrown, but it is a little far for the melon-type grenades equipped by the Japanese army.

In order to march quickly, the special forces are actually not willing to carry too much equipment such as hand grenades for attacking fortresses, basically only two per person.

More than 40 grenades were enough for more than 30 Japanese troops spread out in an area of no more than 400 square meters.

Looking at the rain of grenades falling from the sky, Utsunomiya closed his eyes in pain.

He knew that his military career was officially over.

To be more precise, life is coming to an end.

But what makes Utsunomiya most unwilling is that his soul may never return to his hometown and will wander in the wasteland of China.

Because, the wing headquarters would not know the news that all members of their search team were killed for at least 10 hours.

Because, since the battle started, his signal corps and the field radio were blown to pieces by Chinese grenades. Presumably, it was the long antenna of the field radio that exposed it, and the Chinese also stared at him for an unknown amount of time. .

Otherwise, the first round of attacks would not have completely cut off the search team's final farewell to the wing headquarters.

And 10 hours are enough for the Chinese people fleeing from here to do too many things.

　　Yes, despite their cruelty to the Chinese, the Chinese are not much better to the imperial soldiers either.

Utsunomiya had seen with his own eyes the fate of the three imperial soldiers who were killed by Chinese civilians. Their whole bodies were almost completely smashed with stones by the Chinese. When he thought that he would be mercilessly killed by Chinese soldiers, the corpses would also Utsunomiya's body couldn't help but tremble after being beaten into pieces by the angry Chinese who were forced to leave their homes because of the war.

Then, the air wave accompanied by the explosion of the grenade rolled over, and Utsunomiya's vision went dark.

A chill came over him, and Utsunomiya opened his eyes.

The sky was not as bright as before and was already slightly dark, but this was not a reason for Utsunomiya's pupils to shrink.

In his field of vision, there appeared several people with dead branches and leaves on their bodies and strange lines on their faces.

I'm alive? Is this Chinese? Without bothering to wipe the water off his face, Utsunomiya jumped up and reached for his waist. The samurai sword that his family collected money to buy before boarding the ship from the main island was still hanging around his waist.

　　"嘡啷!" Utsunomiya pulled out the sharp samurai sword, and pointed the tip of the blade at several Chinese people who looked at him teasingly.

Although they didn't speak, the mockery in their eyes was ready to come out.

“Baga!” Utsunomiya roared angrily, which was not only a counterattack against the Chinese, but also to encourage himself.

Of course he knew that the reason why the Chinese let him draw his sword and looked at him mockingly was because he had a sword in his hand, but they had guns in their hands, and they were outnumbered.

But the pride of the Imperial Japanese Army forced him to display it with cold weapons.

"Unknown Captain, I advise you to put down your sword, sit down and have a good talk with us, otherwise, you will be humiliated and ugly," a voice came from not far away.

Utsunomiya followed the sound and saw a young soldier sitting on the ridge of the field, his face also painted messily, looking over here.

Utsunomiya's eyes suddenly turned red.

In front of him, there were two imperial colleagues covered in blood. They were struggling desperately, but their heads were severely stepped on by two Chinese soldiers, like two fish that were about to expire.

"Assholes, let them go. They are soldiers. According to international conventions, you cannot abuse prisoners of war!" Utsunomiya roared.

"International convention? Prisoners of war?" The young soldier raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled.

He reached out and touched his chin, as if thinking to himself, "I didn't expect that one day, a Japanese would actually talk to me about international conventions. What should I do when I meet such a shameless person?" "That's easy! Since that's the case, I have decided to be shameless, so I don't have to risk my life!" Shen Laoliu said angrily as he stepped on the head of the wounded Japanese soldier.

Then, his foot slipped slightly, stepped on the neck of the Japanese infantryman under his feet, and exerted force suddenly.

“Click!” The crisp sound of fractures came, and the Japanese infantry grunted, kicking his legs unconsciously on the ground until they finally stretched straight and trembled slightly.

A stench hit my nose, which was the result of collective incontinence of urine and feces.

Perhaps, not only the feces and urine of the Japanese soldier who had his neck bones broken by being trampled and suffocated to death, but also the Japanese soldier next to him, who had his head trampled and did not dare to move, was traumatized by this tragic scene. To my surprise, there was already a piece of wetness and a big lump between my legs.

I can only say that the Japanese food is really good and they consume a lot of energy.

"Look, Your Excellency, Captain, you are so shameless that you killed your soldiers. Come on, explain to me what international conventions look like and how prisoners of war should be treated? Do you want to build a house for them?" Is there something delicious and delicious to eat?" The young man's expression did not change due to the sudden strong smell, but he looked at Utsunomiya calmly and said.

Utsunomiya's eyes are about to split.

He did not expect that the cruelty imposed on the Chinese would be returned so quickly. The cruelty of the Chinese was far beyond his imagination.

"Baga! Yours are dead, all Chinese are dead." Utsunomiya raised his knife crazily and rushed towards the cold young man who was no more than ten meters away.

He knew that his temporary counterattack was meaningless. He was just asking for death.

Should he have rushed less than two or three meters, the Chinese bullets would have penetrated his body and deprived him of all his strength.

However, this can be regarded as death in battle! Parents far away from home should also be able to receive a fairly good pension.

Countless thoughts flashed through Utsunomiya's mind at that moment, but in contrast to these complicated thoughts, the Chinese gunfire never sounded, and his relatively strong body was still running wildly.

It's just that he didn't have time to think about why the Chinese didn't kill him immediately. He just wanted to kill the young Chinese soldier with a cold face.

It seemed that as long as that man was killed, his blood and that of his 94 colleagues would have been shed in vain.

Thinking of this, the Japanese Army Captain's eyes were in a trance. Under his leadership, the search team was completely wiped out. It was probably the most painful defeat since the division entered the Chinese battlefield!

The young Chinese soldier looked at the sharp blade only two or three meters away from him, with a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.

A big sword stretched out from the side. The speed was not very fast, but it happened to be on the way Utsunomiya was moving forward. If Utsunomiya continued to move forward, he might not wait for his samurai sword to pierce the Chinese man's heart. He was split in two by a big sword.

“Hi!” Utsunomiya roared angrily and slashed at the big sword.

It seemed that he wanted to cut off the sword with a sword that had a spine that was much thicker than the samurai sword in his hand. However, when the sword was halfway through, his wrist shook slightly and he slashed diagonally towards the younger Chinese soldier holding the sword. slashed from his body.

His previous show of weakness finally achieved the effect he wanted.

Utsunomiya is not an orthodox samurai, but he was the vice-president of the kendo club in the academy, and his sword skills were among the top three in the entire academy. This resume is not well known, but Utsunomiya, who is proud by nature, is I haven't told a few people about my rather brilliant resume.

That's because he has always kept in mind the famous saying of his swordsmanship instructor: Everyone has to have his own secret. Maybe I don't know when, this kind of unknown secret can save his life!

From the moment he had the chance to draw his katana, Utsunomiya was deliberately showing weakness. Even if he tried his best to kill the Chinese officer, he did it deliberately. His real goal was actually to stand in front of the Chinese officer. Chinese.

Only in this way can he have a chance to kill a person while surrounded by Chinese people. This is definitely the most bragging achievement of an imperial soldier. It can also make the Chinese people feel heartbroken and allow him to honorably be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor without any hesitation. He will become a prisoner of the Chinese, and he will not leak the imperial military information.

Utsunomiya is very smart. He certainly knows what the Chinese people's purpose is for leaving him behind, and this is also an opportunity he can take advantage of.

Now, the Chinese will pay the price for despising him, and Utsunomiya is full of ferocity.

Then the next moment, his eyes involuntarily widened in fear. At the moment when the sharp blade was about to come, the slightly thin young man curled his lips in disdain. He remained motionless, and with a slight flick of his wrist, he was already The sword that was stretched out and determined not to come back suddenly retracted against the common sense of physics, and actually blocked the light of the sword first.

“Ding!” There was a crisp sound that made the roots of your teeth sore.

Half of the sword tip flew into the sky, and the samurai sword that cost hundreds of yen was broken into two pieces.

The samurai sword is very sharp, but in terms of sturdiness, compared with the big sword in Mingxin's hand that can break heavy armor, it is not even suitable for carrying shoes. This result is destined.

Perhaps even Utsunomiya himself had expected it.

Utsunomiya, who was holding half a samurai sword in his hand, did not remain dazed. He threw the half sword fiercely at the young Chinese soldier he was facing, showing the decisiveness and ruthlessness of the Japanese army captain.

Suddenly, the big sword in the hands of the young Chinese soldier seemed to have eyes. With a flick of the wrist, the sword's blade knocked the half-cut flying knife into dust.

That kind of ease is like being afraid of dust on your body.

In front of this Chinese man, the swordsmanship he was proud of was like a wooden sword played by a three-year-old child. Utsunomiya stood stunned on the spot.

"Your sword is too bad!" Ming Xin shook her head slightly and stabbed out with the sword.

Utsunomiya closed his eyes and waited for death, but what he felt was a chill.

There was even more laughter all around.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the terrifying sword flying around him, and with the light of the sword, pieces of his military uniform fell one after another like flying butterflies.

The Chinese actually wanted to strip him naked with a sword.

'Shame! ' The Japanese Army Captain's face was as red as blood. He looked at the right moment and aimed his sword sideways. However, the edge of the sword seemed to be attached to his body. No matter how he moved, it only split the military uniform but did not hurt the human body at all.

Such swordsmanship, not to mention making the Japanese army captain despair, even the surrounding special forces could only react with dumbfounded eyes.

Shen Laoliu finally knew why his "Lao Liu" partner was able to kill more than 30 Japanese soldiers. It was because of his sword, which was so good that it slipped away. From such a distance, he could kill ten or twenty of them. Also more than enough.

"Kill me! Kill me!" Utsunomiya roared crazily, but to no avail.

　　The great sword was like the most dexterous hand in the world, stripping off his clothes and the pride of his imperial army.

When he was about to become a naked pig in the Chinese winter.

"What do you want to know?" Utsunomiya finally shouted after seeing that his belt had been cut by the sword light, and he had to reach out to pull up his pants.

Gu Xishui, who had been watching Ming Xin's performance, finally smiled.

He knew that the proud shell of this Japanese army captain was finally about to be shattered.

Having spent a long time, isn't it just to get information about the main Japanese army following the Japanese search team?

Tang Dao taught Gu Xishui that the most complete way to destroy a person is not to destroy his body, but to destroy his heart.

Betrayal is shameful, but human nature is the most complex, and there is always something beyond betrayal.

From the very beginning when he brutally executed a Japanese army captain's colleague over a disagreement, to letting him show off his skills and slashing out his sword, to Mingxin using his excellent swordsmanship to let him know what a 'frog in a well' is, to Mingxin using A sword stripped him naked in a humiliating manner, destroying his stubborn will step by step.

It was almost dark, and the Japanese army was accustomed to marching during the day. Gu Xishui had enough time and patience to pry open the mouth of this Japanese officer who had a lot of information in his head.

As for whether he can still play tricks, there are still six or seven Japanese prisoners who were blown up and **** here. He has enough opportunities to prove it, and he also has enough manpower to let this Japanese commander know the price of lying.

It is said that the souls of Japanese people who have their heads cut off cannot return to their hometown!

(End of this chapter)

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