Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 418 The Devil From Hell

Not to mention that the Japanese did not expect the Chinese to be so daring, even soldiers like Niu Er and Heizi who were already familiar with Tang Dao took a deep breath when they heard that Tang Dao was going to enter the patrol team outside the Japanese army alone to kill.

That was nearly a hundred heavily armed soldiers, not a hundred pigs.

And even if there are a hundred pigs, you, a butcher, can't kill them all!

But Tang Dao is the supreme commander. Once he makes a decision, few people can shake his will.

Just like he decided to leave the main force with a cavalry squad and a few soldiers to launch a harassing attack on the 36th Infantry Brigade. have strongly opposed it.

It's not that Tang Dao is not capable enough, but that Tang Dao is no longer the little second lieutenant platoon leader in the Sixing Warehouse.

The Japanese army can make mistakes and lose continuously, the major commander and the major general can lose even the head of the brigade, but as long as Tang Dao makes a mistake once, the advance regiment that has become a lone army loses its supreme commander.

The advance regiment was established based on Tang Dao's suggestion, and its mission and future tactical plans were all planned by Tang Dao alone. The headquarters also ordered him to lead the entire army. If he died, the advance regiment would lose its direction .

The lives of 3000 people were all in the hands of Tang Dao alone.

Even if you are an abandoned child, you have to work hard to survive!Even if it is lifeless.

But what is unexpected is that Tantai Mingyue, who should have opposed it, chose to support Tang Dao at this time.

There is no reason, just because she believes, believes that Tang Dao can return safely.

Yes, as a woman, she will worry about the man she likes, but as a comrade in arms, Tantai Mingyue chooses to believe.

If no one slows down the marching speed of the 36th Infantry Brigade, for up to two days, the advance regiment, which cannot avoid the Japanese reconnaissance planes and has less and less room for maneuver, will be overtaken by the Japanese army.

3000vs8000, without the support of heavy firearms such as mountain cannons, the advance regiment, no matter how elite the army is, will inevitably suffer heavy losses in a battle against the Japanese army in the unobstructed wilderness.

With the support of Tantai Mingyue, Tang Dao completely used his personal prestige to overwhelm all the school-level officers who are qualified to participate in the military meeting, handed over the command of the advance regiment to Lei Xiong, and sneaked into the wilderness to carry out special operations against the 36th Infantry Brigade. fight.

Niu Er, Lu Sanjiang and others naturally couldn't stop the madness of their own supreme commander.

"Sir, take me there, I can do it." Seeing that Tang Dao had made up his mind, Lu Sanjiang had no choice but to retreat, looking at Tang Dao who was arranging his equipment, please fight.

"You?" Tang Dao grinned slightly in the night, his snow-white teeth were like blades hidden in the darkness.

"Riding on a horse and stabbing people with a knife, Sanjiang, you may not be bad, but do you know how much blood a person has in his body? Do you know how to empty 70.00% of a person's body blood in the shortest time without making a sound? Do you know the smell of blood? How long does it stay in the air? These! You have to kill a few more Japanese before you know."

Lu Sanjiang was stunned. He had never heard of what Tang Dao said. The baptism he had endured on the training ground and on the battlefield only told him: Don't be afraid, rush over, and cut your body off before the enemy's knife cuts you off. Before the head, chop off his head.

Kill, that has so many bells and whistles!
"You have done a good job!" Before leaving, Tang Dao looked back at Lu Sanjiang who was standing still, and sighed slightly. "However, if you want to survive this war, you have to become stronger."

Although the soldiers in front of them are not bad in their respective fields, they are still far behind in terms of individual combat power in Tang Dao's opinion.

Looking at the entire advance group, perhaps only Lei Xiong and Leng Feng could fall into the eyes of Tang Dao.

On the battlefield of killing at dawn, Tang Dao could only fight alone.

Niu Er and the others could only watch Tang Dao's figure disappear into the darkness, but they could only wait a thousand meters away.

Watching the chief enter the most dangerous battlefield, but I can only wait anxiously. For the soldiers, it is almost a shame.

However, those who only remember the shame and do not forge ahead will always be the weak, and the strong will be motivated by this.

The seeds of wanting to become stronger and catch up with the chief's footsteps have been planted in the hearts of the cavalry sergeant and several soldiers.

. . . . . . . .

The first to die was not the Japanese sentinel who was leaning on his back and dozing off.

Tang Dao, which was rubbed into the dark grass in the dark, was like a giant snake that devoured people, covering its mouth and nose, and stabbing into the heart of the human body.

A person who has entered a deep sleep will be awakened by the severe pain, but the eyes widened in fright can't even see the appearance of the enemy clearly, and the writhing body is tightly entangled in the grass by a body that is far stronger than them. The whining sound was quickly blown away by the mountain wind and disappeared in the wilderness of southeastern China.

It only takes fifteen seconds for the human body whose heart is pierced to completely lose the function of supplying blood to the whole body to lose consciousness. The slightly trembling body in the middle will completely calm down after 30 seconds, and only then will the 'cluck' sound from the throat when the human being is on the verge of death completely dissipate.

The Japanese army can make mistakes, and the death of one, two, or even a hundred of them is harmless to their huge force, but the Tang knife dancing on the tip of the knife cannot.

His life and death no longer belonged to him personally, but the entire advance regiment army, and even the three infantry divisions that were fighting the 18th Division at the Jiashan Defense Line tens of kilometers away.

Tang Dao chose to constantly harass Ushidoman and the 36th Infantry Brigade, not just to delay their pursuit.

He wants to piss Ushido Man.

Only angry people make mistakes.

The Japanese who had been killed with cold guns before did not stop the 36th Infantry Brigade, nor did they see a change in their tactics.

Apparently, not enough.

Then add more ingredients.

Use the blood of the Japanese to apply some more fertilizer to this already fertile land.

For half an hour, the Japanese army's two infantry units that were close together had a total of 28 people, including four sentries, all "sleeping" in the grass, the kind that would never wake up again in this lifetime.

But before Tang Dao left, he sat in the pile of dead bodies and changed his clothes.

Patiently, he took the fairly clean military uniform of the Japanese army and carefully wiped off the blood on his head and face, and then put on clean cotton clothes.

Of course, it's not for the sake of being more handsome after killing people, "Killing a person in ten steps, blood will not stain the body!" 'That's a martial arts novel.

In a real battlefield, a warrior who killed more than [-] people with a knife has a strong and substantial smell of blood on his body, let alone a human being, even jackals, tigers and leopards can run with their tails between their tails when they smell the smell.

Before carrying out the next wave of killing, Tang Dao needs to get rid of the bloody smell that can make people enter a nightmare.

Nightmares always wake up.

After changing his clothes, he relaxed and rested for 5 minutes, adjusted his body functions to the best, and Tang Dao, who was submerged in the darkness again, continued his slaughter.

The night before dawn was extremely dark.

The wind in the wilderness, when one listens carefully, someone is whimpering, which makes people feel horrified.

But the extremely exhausted Japanese army did not.

They are all asleep.

A sentinel who is still awake will never wake up his companion because of the cold and strange wind, then he will be scolded to death!

So much so that in the early morning, a Japanese squad located on the outskirts contacted the friendly army with an iron whistle and did not receive a response. They had to rush to the friendly army's camp to find the heartbreaking murder scene.

More than 50 people died unexpectedly.

Most of them died of bayonet wounds, which were located on the chest and killed with one knife, showing the murderer's skillful technique.

And the few who died because their necks were twisted and their throats and cervical spine were stabbed off were all sentinels.

There was no trace of resistance in the grass.

The murderer's killing skills and ferocity send chills down the spine.

But what is even more frightening is that the killing methods are completely consistent. Does that mean that this was done by one person?
In less than two hours, one person quietly wiped out four teams, even if they fell asleep due to extreme exhaustion, it was unimaginable.

Maybe this is the demon released by the Chinese from hell!

Almost every Japanese soldier who saw more than 50 corpses neatly arranged in the open space quietly touched the amulet hanging on his chest, and his balls were cold.

As the supreme commander of the 36th Infantry Brigade, Ushijima Man did not fly into a rage as his subordinates imagined.

The major general of the Japanese army was just silent, silently looking at the 56 corpses neatly placed in front of him.

There are four whole infantry squads, all broken.

Dozens of elite fighters did not die in the charge, nor did they die under the guns. Instead, under the eyes of his 8000 army, the Chinese used knives to bleed all the blood in their bodies.

Yes, the body was so pale that it was shockingly white, like a slaughtered pig.

There were even several [-]-style bayonets with rolling blades left behind at the scene. The [-]-style bayonets are made of such fine steel that they can roll their blades, showing the tenacity of human bones and the brutality of the murderer's local materials.

The rolled-edged bayonet that was deliberately left behind was Chi Guoguo's telling the 36th Infantry Brigade that he killed the Japanese infantry soldiers with their own knives.

Only the officers who are familiar with Ushidoman know that the silent brigade commander is not not angry, but already extremely angry!

"Give me a telegram to His Excellency Ushishima Sadao of the [-]th Division."

(End of this chapter)