Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 866

Chapter 866 Let's do a little exercise!

Actually, Tang Dao is laughing!

Of course he knew what it meant to wink quietly while holding an old Hanyang-made soldier.

However, Tang Dao didn't blame him at all, on the contrary, he admired him a little.

There are so many scruples in the face of a powerful enemy. Not to mention that the captured spy has so many doubts. Even if there is only a little doubt, he will be killed.

As a soldier, he must first ensure that he and his comrades can survive on the upcoming battlefield. He does not need to be responsible for more people.

It's just that Tang Dao is not a spy, so he won't kill him at the slightest sign of his neck!

“Hey, little brother, that's not how you use a gun.”

Before the soldier could react, the afterimage printed in his pupils was that of the 'agent' two meters away. His steps were wrong, his figure was like a slippery loach, and he twisted strangely. The hemp rope tied to his feet seemed to be There is no general, just attack him.

The spy wanted to jump over the wall, but the soldier reacted quickly. He quickly pressed the trigger with his right index finger and pulled the bolt with his left hand. However, when he took aim, he found that the figure of the agent who was jumping over the wall made a strange twist and hid beside Kawako, who was still in a daze. If he were to shoot, the first person he would hit would definitely not be a spy.

“Kawako, get out of the way!” The soldier couldn't help but feel anxious.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the spy who had just hid beside Kawako holding out a black object.

Why does he have a gun? Unbelievable thoughts came to the mind of the soldiers. Kawako and the others had clearly said that the spies had been searched by them, and the exquisite pistol was the best proof.

The spirit didn't want to admit it, but the body was very honest. Just when this thought just came up, the soldier's body, which had been tempered in several battles, involuntarily fell to the side.

The muscle memory trained in the hail of bullets has long since made this reconnaissance soldier no longer a rookie.

When the opponent used Kawako as a cover, he could only choose to dodge first instead of shooting with the **** spy.

The soldier felt extremely regretful at that moment. He was still too careless. He should have pulled the bolt and pointed the muzzle at the big man early. Otherwise, how could he be in such a predicament?

However, the soldier is no longer a rookie. Although he has only been in the army for two years, he has fought against the Jinsui Army and the Japanese. He even participated in the Battle of Qigen Village a few months ago and killed a soldier with his own hands. The Japanese soldiers have basically become the number three figures in the infantry squad.

Quickly discarding the useless regrets, thinking desperately about **** this cunning and powerful 'spy'!

But the strong body has stabilized its balance, trying hard to keep pointing the gun at the enemy. This is the most basic quality of an elite soldier.

However, a hand suddenly appeared, grasped the barrel of the gun, and raised it sharply. The soldier instinctively pulled the trigger, but the bullet hit the sky. Before he could make other actions, a huge force hit him, and the elite soldier was in pain. Lost his weapon.

The soldier roared and rushed towards him, but missed. He was caught by a hand and even tripped under his feet. He was completely balanced and fell to the ground. A foot stepped on his back fiercely. The humiliation was secondary, the important thing was that the power was so great that he couldn't get up at all.

Then, I heard a "bang" gunshot, then another, and another, three consecutive shots. The interval between each gunshot was definitely not more than half a second. If I hadn't known that the gun used by the spy was his beloved old sleeve, , the elite soldiers even thought he was grabbing a submachine gun.

There was no fourth gunshot, because the elite soldier knew that he had suppressed four bullets in total, plus the one he fired earlier, the gun was empty of bullets. That was the last time he killed a Japanese soldier, and the platoon was empty. The commander personally awarded him a reward of five bullets, but he secretly kept one bullet in the pocket on his chest that was not pressed into the magazine. It was the last bullet and would be used only as a last resort.

Finished, he killed three of his comrades. The elite soldier tried his best to resist, but his foot was as heavy as Mount Tai and could not move.

Despair, incomparable despair!

Of course, the elite soldiers knew why their three comrades had no chance to shoot. The reason was too simple. They were only responsible for detecting the movements of the Japanese army, and they were not going to fight. The regiment strictly stipulated that each person would only be issued when he went to the battlefield. Five bullets. Only he has five bullets in the entire reconnaissance team. If he dies or is injured, his comrades will 'inherit' his bullets.

As a result of the lack of ammunition, the spy killed three soldiers who could have fought the Japanese army.

　　What kind of devil did this idiot Kawako bring? At that moment, the elite soldiers were suddenly enlightened and figured out a lot in an instant. This spy was probably deliberately captured by Kawako and the others. His purpose was just to find the location of the main regular army. If he hadn't indicated that he wanted to kill him just now, He may have achieved his goal.

If such a person arrives at the company headquarters or even the battalion or regiment headquarters, and he suddenly breaks into an attack, how much damage will be caused? Just thinking about it sends chills down my spine.

Sacrificing the lives of four of them in exchange for the safety of the leaders can be considered a blessing among misfortunes!

　　That is, it is impossible to pass on the location where the Japanese infantry squadron stayed to the company commander and the others. What a pity!

Elite soldiers no longer struggle, close their eyes and wait for death!

"Don't be nervous, everyone, Kawako! I'm just teaching them how to shoot." Tang Dao's slightly muted voice reached the ears of the despairing elite squad leader.

This devil, you have beaten them to death, and you still laugh at them. If the elite soldiers could still move, they would tear that demon into pieces.

From grabbing the gun to firing, Tang Dao's movements were so fast that no one had time to react. Kawako, who had obviously just reacted, pointed the blunderbuss behind his back at Tang Dao, his face flushed. He yelled angrily: "You **** traitor, drop your gun, or I will shoot."

Several other young men also reacted at this time. Regardless of whether they were holding spears or blunderbuss, they all aimed at Tang Dao with murderous intent!

The highly nervous militiamen did not see the other three regular soldiers standing there dumbfounded. Tang Dao's three shots all hit their military caps. Each of the three military caps had a small gap between their heads. Hole, the burning heat of the bullet that they just felt on their scalp. Maybe only they themselves know how close they were to death.

What the 'spy' just said about teaching them how to shoot is really literal! This pistol technique is indeed something they have never heard of or seen before!

“Hehe, just shoot him, but I can smash his head first before shooting.” Tang Dao smiled softly, and the lowered muzzle of the gun pressed against the head of the elite soldier at his feet.

“Kawako, shoot, shoot! He has no bullets in his gun.” The elite soldier opened his eyes angrily, wanting to yell to remind Kawako.

At such a close distance, the lethality of Kawako's bird gun will never be worse than that of the old sleeve. The iron sand covers a wider area, and even gods cannot avoid it.

　　However, I don't know what evil method the spy used. All his roars could only be muffled in his chest, and he could not shout a single word.

"You let Brother Li go, and we promised to let you go! I promise in the name of the militia squad leader! As long as you keep your word, we won't hunt you down. But if you kill Brother Li, I will have to kill you to compensate him. Life!" Kawako's performance at this time was far beyond Tang Dao's expectations.

His hand holding the gun was steady, his face was steady, and his words were even more steady.

You must not give up your weapons under any circumstances. This is in line with the concept of a warrior. They have even begun to negotiate. The exchange rule of one life for one life seems to be a good deal.

On the screen, almost all the protagonists will give up their weapons for their beloved heroines or comrades, but in the end they can magically turn the tide. All the bad guys seem to have collectively broken their guns and are counterattacked by the unarmed protagonist. Such a brainless situation as a scumbag can only be called a fool in reality.

If Tang Dao was the real enemy, he would kill everyone mercilessly the first moment he got the gun, and he would never be counterattacked by the enemy because of pretense at the last moment. It's a pity that you have encountered ferocious beasts at most, but you don't know that human beings are far more terrifying than ferocious beasts! Looking at the mountain village youth who tried his best to hide his pain and sadness, appreciation appeared in Tang Dao's eyes. With this foundation and training, he would be a good soldier, but not now.

Now, in front of Tang Dao, a super soldier and commander of thousands of people, he is just a green cabbage!

Tang Dao smiled, a little cruelly.

"Haha, okay! Then let's count one, two, and three. Maybe I can see this big brother's brain blooming before I die. Although this old gun made by Hanyang is old, the power of the round-head bullet is not small. ! Tsk, there must be a big hole at such a close distance. I wonder if I can wrap the whole head with gauze when collecting the body!" Tang Dao's cruel words made Kawako's steady hand tremble slightly, and then he suddenly heard Tang Dao shouted: "One"

"two"

Don't listen to that devil, shoot, shoot, kill him! The elite warrior still roared unyieldingly in his heart, and the veins popping up on his forehead that he couldn't lift reflected the incomparable anger in his heart.

He knew that this was the devil trying to scare Kawako. There were no bullets in his gun. Kawako only needed to shoot to end the nightmare.

However, he will be disappointed in the end.

Even an elite warrior like him would hesitate before such a dilemma, let alone a young man from a mountain village who was only eighteen or nineteen years old.

“Don't shoot, we'll let you go, but don't shoot.” Kawako finally gave in under Tang Dao's almost cruel threat.

At that moment, the extremely stubborn young man from the mountain village burst into tears!

He is not stupid. Such a long time is enough for him to figure out that everything was due to his negligence. The spy was deliberately caught by him. Otherwise, with the skills and cruel methods he just showed, how could he let him be caught? Five of them, little rookies who had never even been on the battlefield, were caught!

Extreme remorse and a strong sense of guilt made him choose to give up. If the other party was a wolf, he would definitely shoot without hesitation, but the other party was not, so he wanted to take a gamble, betting that the other party also wanted to live, but they still wanted to survive. There are 8 people. There is only one bullet in the gun at most. It can kill one more person at most. The remaining seven people can kill him no matter what!

This is the inner thought of the young man in the mountain village. He is simple and honest, but this is not the first time he has dealt with a ferocious beast, and he does not lack the courage to see blood.

"If you want me not to shoot, it's simple. Throw the gun to me. How far? Throw it as far as you can. And those little brothers, your spear gun monsters are scary. Don't do any tricks to me. Give it to me." Throw it behind your back, and then stand in a row without moving." Tang Dao bared his teeth and smiled again. "Of course, those big brothers, your rifle bullets are hard-earned. I advise you not to impulsively waste ammunition. It is better to throw it into the woods! Anyway, I only have one gun and four bullets. You You don't have to worry about me being dishonest, right? They're all going to kill me.”

The smile from the devil actually looks good on the surface, but it makes people feel cold in their hearts.

It was even more painful for the three regular soldiers who had been silent all the time thinking about **** the terrible enemy. The demon blocked all their roads.

They all know that Li Dadao has five rounds of bullets in his hand. After shooting four rounds, there is still one round left! As long as they dare to make trouble, one of them will definitely die. It's such a shame to exchange lives for lives on their own territory!

But if this is not the case, what can we do?

But what makes people feel slightly calm is that the devil-like guy didn't ask to throw the guns and rifles at him anywhere, either behind his back or in the woods. The worst result would be to exchange one life for another. The three shots he fired were all scratches on his scalp, which also proved that he still wanted to negotiate after all, rather than blindly fight for his life!

This is also the main reason why the three regular troops are still standing there and did not fight for their lives immediately. Otherwise, it would be Kawako, the militia squad leader, who would have the final say.

They didn't know that Tang Dao used this mentality to cleverly break down their desperate efforts, including the little guys like Chuan Zi.

After all, he was here to contact someone, so how could he beat the regular army and militiamen to a **** pulp? We're going to fight the Japanese together in the future, right?

Moreover, when his identity is known later, with Brigadier Chen's eloquent talent, Tang Dao can use Tang Dao to bully the small and take away Tang Dao's pants. But Tang Dao knows who The Lord even dares to make jokes about 'teacher'.

As a plan for the future, Tang Dao would not be able to fight in this tough fight.

The three regular soldiers reacted first and threw their guns far away. Kawako also threw the blunderbuss back into the grass and looked at Tang Dao with a look of hatred on his face, "We all did as we were told, you go." Well! But if you are still in this mountain tomorrow, we will definitely catch you!"

The other ones with spears and blunderbuss looked unwilling, but they could only throw them away from a distance.

Now, Tang Dao only has a gun in his hand, and the boys can only tighten their fists.

“Haha.” Tang Dao suddenly laughed.

The laughter of several militiamen and regular soldiers made their eyelids jump, and their nerves became highly tense again. The lack of guns did not mean that they had no fighting ability. They were all young men in their prime. Even if they were malnourished and worked hard, they could fight a black bear with their bare hands. shelf.

But the next moment, everyone's eyes suddenly opened wide.

The spy's next move is really incredible.

Even more unbelievable than imagining what atrocious things a complacent spy is about to do.

The spy grabbed hold of the elite soldier, lifted him up from the ground, patted him on the back, and then threw the gun in his hand to the elite soldier who also had disbelief in his eyes.

All the brothers are still there, no one is missing. This is when he finally sees his three comrades standing aside intact. None of Kawako and the others are missing. The elite soldiers are filled with ecstasy, and then another ecstasy hits them again. Sleeping The precious rifle that everyone would sleep with was thrown over like rags.

That action is really like throwing away rags.

“The gun has been returned to you, but you have to hold on tight and don't let anyone take it away next time!” Tang Dao smiled with a smile on his face.

Dazzled? Haunted? Or is the spy crazy? The militiamen and regular army were collectively stunned.

“Who are you and what do you want to do?” The elite soldier who suddenly regained his mobility and hurriedly took over his precious rifle asked involuntarily.

"Don't you want to fight the Japanese? I'm interested and I'll do a little exercise with you, but your current combat effectiveness seems to be average! If your leader finds out when you go back, you will definitely be punished. Therefore, I suggest this This is the end of the matter. Don't mention it to anyone. What do you think?" The expression on Tang Dao's face was even more hateful than when he threatened Kawako with a gun.

Is this a joke? The anger of the four soldiers, who felt their dignity had been damaged, was completely uncontrollable.

The elite warrior was even more angry, not only because of Tang Dao's attitude, but also because four of his precious five bullets were wasted like this!

(End of this chapter)

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