Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 259

To be honest, even Tang Dao, who was lurking in front of the sentry 60 meters with 20 officers and soldiers of the guard company, had to observe for at least 15 minutes before confirming that the Japanese army really only had clear sentries and no hidden sentries.

Startled!

Then, evil came to the gallbladder.

This time, he didn't mean to kill people quietly.

60 officers and soldiers of the guard company, with 24 submachine guns and 38 shell guns, each carrying 6 grenades and 6 magazines, and found more than [-] machetes, all of which were carried by a strong Northeast man. Hand to hand guy.

And Tang Dao himself is more like a mobile firepower storehouse, more exaggerated than the Northeast guys.

There are two shell guns on the left and right, an MP28 submachine gun in his hand, a bright saber captured from a Japanese cavalry officer on his back, a [-]-style bayonet tied to his leg, and a bullet belt on his body. There are ten full-loaded magazines staggered left and right, and four hand grenades are hung on the waist.

With that appearance, it is quite an anti-Japanese version of Rambo, but it is almost showing a bronze tendon.

It may be because the late autumn in the south of the Yangtze River is already very cold, in order to maintain body temperature and save energy, otherwise, in order to reduce the load as much as possible, Tang Dao, who has already carried more than 30 catties, is likely to do this.

Watching Tang Dao hang these equipments on his body little by little, the guards' eyes widened even from Captain Peng down.

It was hard for them to believe that someone would arm themselves like this.

Of course these weapons look cool on the body, but the premise is that you have to be able to run with these things on your back!

Fighting is not just about looking awesome, it requires all kinds of maneuvers, and if you slow down a little, the bullets flying around can hit you like a sieve.

But Tang Dao is much stronger than they imagined, with a weight of nearly forty catties, not only can he run, but he also looks like a civet cat in the dark, not to mention running slowly and falling to the ground silently, which is obviously right Body control has reached an unimaginable level.

But these are still made under such a heavy load.

It's hard to imagine how flexible he would be if he reduced the load to less than ten catties.

From the south gate of Cangcheng, 60 officers and soldiers of the guard company, led by Tang Dao, detoured nearly 700 meters and approached the Japanese position from the other side of the wilderness.

During the day, they had observed through the telescope the topography that had been engraved in their hearts, so that Tang Dao could feel like a fish in water under the faint moonlight, and they only needed 15 minutes to arrive for more than one mile.

It is already 3 o'clock in the morning, and it is also the time when human beings most need to use deep sleep to cultivate their physical needs.

But Tang Dao still did not rush to attack the seemingly lax Japanese army.

Crouching in the field, only 20 meters away from the Japanese sentinel, he waited another full 15 minutes.

Not only to observe the situation of the Japanese army's position, but also to continue to wait, waiting for the Japanese to sleep more soundly.

People who wake up from sleep will be surprised by their unresponsiveness.

Until, three Japanese sentries got together and used their bodies to block the river wind blowing ten kilometers away, so that they could light a match and take a puff of cigarette to refresh themselves.

Tang Dao finally moved.

From the perspective of the company commander of the guard company who was only 15 meters behind him, Tang Dao at that time was like a snake swimming in the field.

Or, more appropriately, a fat four-legged lizard.

Because there are too many equipments on his body, causing his already burly body to look a bit bloated under the moonlight.

The submachine gun was already carried on his back, the back of the bright saber was biting in his mouth, and the [-] bayonet that was not equipped with a scabbard was in his hand. Then he exerted force with his hands and feet, assisted by the strength of his waist and abdomen, and his whole body Advance on the ground at a height of no more than [-] centimeters from the ground.

The three Japanese sentinels, with their backs to the outside room, lit matches and lit cigarettes, had no idea that someone would crawl over from the ground at this moment, and the speed was as fast as Baga.

Only one of the three cigarettes was lit, and the Japanese soldier who was enjoying a puff of the cigarette just turned his head, and the cigarette fell from his mouth to the ground before he had time to spit out the blue smoke that was inhaled and circulated in his lungs.

Has a mouth with big yellow teeth, wide open.

Five meters in front of his eyes, a large black shadow suddenly jumped out.

Black took over his entire field of vision.

It's like the inner OS of a deer who just finished eating a mouthful of plump and fresh water plants, suddenly raised his head, only to find a fierce beast that he couldn't see clearly was rushing towards him.

Definitely not a tiger.

But what the heck is this?What are you doing?
Thoughts were still spinning in his little head, the [-] bayonet in Tang Dao's hand stabbed fiercely, and with just one stroke, it pierced into the organ where the cigarette had just dropped.

Who made him open it up so much, as if, just like Mr. Ozawa's legs that are trying to open up, if you don't poke him, you will be sorry for him.

This stab was a bit deep, and it was not enough to get to the end, but it was also revealed through the brain.

Until this moment, the two Japanese soldiers who had just bowed their heads and lit their cigarettes were alarmed by the light sound of the knife touching the meat, and raised their heads subconsciously.

Tang Dao, who was still holding a bayonet in his right hand to keep the Japanese infantry from falling, loosened his mouth, and the saber fell, caught by his left hand, and swung out suddenly.

"Crack!"

A Japanese soldier who just raised his head felt a flash of brilliance, and then felt the world spinning, as if the world had become 360 ​​degrees without dead ends.

For example, he seems to see his crotch.

But obviously he was raising his head, not lowering his head!
Where does this perspective come from?

The Japanese soldier's eyes suddenly widened at that moment in his mind, and he was full of worries, thinking hard about his sudden unscientific perspective.

He used facts to prove that when a person's head is cut off and there is still blood supply in the head, the brain is still conscious.

Yes, the special saber made by Fujiwara, a dead ghost, is really sharp, which surprised even Tang Dao.

He seized this saber that didn't leave a gap in the cavalry fight. Originally, he just thought of 'thieves don't go empty', and the shape of the saber looks good. He will give it to Lei Xiong or Leng Feng, who like cold weapons, as a gift in the future.

Time was urgent, and he was not given a chance to try the knife, so he carried the knife on his back when he planned to attack at night.

But Tang Dao didn't know that the Fujiwara family had put a lot of effort into the equipment for Fujiwara, a dead ghost. Not to mention the first-class horse, the saber in his hand had cost countless dollars. Ten thousand yen to build.

The yen in this era is not just a few thousand yen in the future, but lunch money. The annual salary of a Japanese army general is only 6600 yen. As for the lowest-ranking private in the Japanese army, the annual salary is even pitiful 72 yen.

With such purchasing power, a saber costing tens of thousands of yen to make shows the huge investment.

Where there is input, there must be output. In order to facilitate immediate chopping, this saber imitates the horizontal sword of the Tang Dynasty in China. It does not use the samurai sword with a curvature, and it is completely refined according to the ancient horizontal sword stolen from the Tang Dynasty in China. made.

The most peak cold weapon in ancient China, after the Eastern Han Dynasty's hundred steelmaking and partial quenching technology, combined with the technology of covering soil and burning the blade and cladding steel, the single-sided blade and the back of the blade are tough enough to split heavy armor. Let alone in this day and age.

A knife imitated from the technology of the Chinese ancestors, which was spent a lot of money by the Japanese, showed amazing destructive power under the sudden swing of the Tang knife, and chopped off the head of the Japanese soldier.

Because it was cut off so cleanly, the Japanese soldier's dropped head was still thinking for a few seconds.

Relatively speaking, he was lucky, at least he died in confusion.

And his last companion was the one who really died of fear.

The fear of the companion losing his head in this way and falling at his feet made the Japanese soldiers subconsciously open their mouths in surprise, and their mouths just opened.

A gust of warm liquid immediately covered the head and face, and the open mouth was filled with stenchy warmth.

He just realized that it turned out to be the blood spurting from his companion's neck. At the moment he desperately wanted to vomit, the saber that had just taken his companion's life flashed again. Bone up, cut in half.

Perhaps because only part of the blade was used, half of the head that was about to fall off was stuck to the scalp and drooped on the other half of the face, trembling slightly as the Japanese soldier subconsciously vomited.

That bloody and cruel scene almost made the nearest guard company commander vomit.

So far, he was convinced that he, who had learned the "Breaking Front and Eight Swords" from the Northwest Army, could not do three tricks under Tang Dao, who killed three Japanese soldiers in a row.

That's it, it's still a head-to-head battle.

If he was attacked by surprise, I am afraid he is not much better than these three Japanese soldiers.

Up to this moment, all three Japanese soldiers were killed, and the corpses of the fallen Japanese soldiers made a rather dull sound in the darkness.

It was heard far away in the originally silent night.

However, no Japanese army was alarmed.

They are so tired.

From early morning to evening, I marched hurriedly for a day, and fought two more battles with the Chinese. Are they not iron men?

Maybe even if Mrs. Ozawa is panting beside them at this moment, expecting them to poke her, they will just treat it as a romantic dream!

Tang Dao waved his hand coldly, and the guard company commander fired a signal flare into the sky.

Scattered in front of the 500-meter-long Japanese army position, 60 dark blue men with white towels around their necks, in a group of 5 people, either two sheller guns with three submachine guns, or three sheller guns with two submachine guns, rushed towards the Japanese army position .

(End of this chapter)