Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 668 Survival is also a science!
Yes, from the moment the gunshot rang out, the Japanese private who was smashed into pieces by the black sheep knew that his party was doomed.

There are not Chinese here, but many Chinese.

He knew why he was not shot dead in the first place, not because he was already a "wounded person", but because of the little Chinese boy beside him, or in other words, there was a "bleating" black sheep in front of him.

He's sure, if it wasn't for the black sheep kicking up and giving him a slap in the face, and he squatted down like a egg, he might have been shot dead long ago.

But fortunately, he escaped this disaster.

But how can we continue to live?I don't know how many thoughts passed through the private officer's mind, and he even used the little boy as a hostage to force the Chinese to let him go.

And when the Chinese soldier rushed over from the side with only a few breaths, picked Sergeant Mori up in the air with an extremely brutal shot and used it as a weapon to smash Captain Miyamoto Tane into rolling and crawling, Chi Zaosi knew that his way of saving his life would only make his death faster and worse!
It was a man who regarded death as nothing. The Japanese army corporal who had been in the army for nearly three years was very sure of his own judgment.

In fact, from the fact that he brazenly launched an attack on his ten-member squad without fear of being chased by the main force of the imperial army gathered, such a character will never be weak and compromise in the face of threats.

In his mind, he was still thinking desperately about how to get out, Miyamoto Tane Cao Chang had been stabbed into a candied haws by his gun, and the long blade exposed behind his back showed the opponent's surging power to his heart's content, and the opponent who followed him The five Chinese soldiers pointed their guns at him with cold eyes.

Obviously, as long as he dared to make any changes, even if he accidentally killed the black sheep and accidentally injured the little boy, he would shoot without hesitation!
Therefore, after Mr. Miyamoto Miyamoto issued the last military order before his death, the Japanese army corpsman finally made the wisest decision in his life.

Throw down the knife, raise your hands high, kneel down, begging for work!
Watching the Japanese infantry kneeling and surrendering with cold eyes, Leng Feng finally let go of his heart, let go of his hands slightly, and the dead Japanese commander Cao fell on his back.

"Uncle Leng!" Shitou cried and ran towards the bloody Leng Feng.

Although the little boy had made a sacrifice decision that made adults find it unbelievable, he was still a child after all, and under the shadow of death, he was still extremely terrified. .

The stone is very small, but he has experienced life and death, but he understands the coldness after death, and what worries him more than death is how grandpa and little sister will live without him and Dahei.

Fortunately, the cold-faced uncle appeared in front of him like a god descending from the earth, and shot two Japanese robbers consecutively with a long spear. The bandit leader who once told the story of his killing was extremely ferocious and cruel, and he did not escape the ending of a single shot.

"When I grow up, I must be like Uncle Leng." Xiao Shitou, who plunged into the arms of Uncle Leng, vowed silently in his heart.

The impact of idols has already planted seeds in the hearts of Chinese children.

After all, Leng Feng's wish came true. He hoped that the war would end in his own generation, and that the next generation and future generations could live in peace.

That's because he has forgotten that there is no country in this world that can rise quietly without showing off its muscles and fangs.

It is said that China is a sleeping dragon. When he wakes up, the nation will take off, but if he only opens his eyes and does not show his fangs and claws, the dragon will only become a dragon-slaying 'hero' Waving a knife and fork to feast on a feast.

Not to mention him and his next generation, but in the more distant future, someone in this country must wear green military uniforms, learn from their predecessors, and take responsibility with their young shoulders and lives.

Stone, who is only seven or eight years old now, will become a young man as strong as Leng Feng in ten years. At that time, China needed a young man like him to stand shoulder to shoulder with his predecessors, pick up a gun, and tell the world , a united China is unstoppable.

"Okay, it's okay, Shitou, take Dahei, your grandfather and little sister, and get out of here." The killing machine, which was still extremely cold just now, patted the trembling child in his arms, and said softly.

"Yeah!" Stone nodded slightly.

Last time, he didn't listen to Uncle Lengmian, and secretly took Dahei out to eat grass, which almost killed him and Dahei. This time, he must obediently listen to Uncle Lengmian.

Unfortunately, another gunshot from 400 meters away made Leng Feng's face turn cold again.

It was the unique sound of the official rifles in China. After the attack here, the battle also started on the hillside over there. One infantry squad was enough to deal with the small number of Japanese troops there.

But at this moment there was another gunshot. It was they warning Leng Feng that there was movement of the Japanese army.

That shows that, as Leng Feng guessed, the Japanese troops, which seem to be isolated and in-depth, are actually not far apart. Once there is a gunshot, the Japanese troops will gather together quickly like a pack of wolves connected by howling wolves. , surround the prey, tear it to pieces.

It has become a luxury for the old people in Qinglongling Village to withdraw from the village before the main force of the Japanese army arrives.

"Order the entire company and inform Tong's subordinates and the brothers of the supply company and the artillery company to discard all the pack horses and only carry all the equipment and ammunition. The whole army quickly entered Qinglongling Village and told them that we only have 30 minutes at most." Leng Feng quickly. ordered.

Leng Feng's order was very decisive, and it took enough courage to discard all the pack horses and rations. Otherwise, several Chinese troops carrying a large amount of supplies and scattered within a kilometer range would definitely not be able to reach Qinglongling Village within 30 minutes.

But this military order saved the entire army that was used as a bait.

Because the Japanese army arrived at the battlefield faster than Leng Feng imagined, even for this reason, Leng Feng sent an infantry platoon to block an infantry squadron that was running wildly forward for 5 minutes. Tang Dao sent four artillery squadrons to this decoy unit Only then did he carry the mortar and shells to Qinglongling Village.

If these four mortars were lost, the five or six hundred infantrymen on the mountain would have to be beaten passively, with no power to fight back.

The Japanese came faster than expected, and Shitou naturally did not leave. Hearing that his grandfather and younger sister could only stay in the village, and the cold-faced uncle would also bring people into the village to fight the Japanese bandits, Shitou was determined to return to the village. .

Considering that Shitou is equally dangerous in the mountains with one person and one sheep, if he encounters the Japanese army again, he will definitely die, Leng Feng only hesitated for a second before agreeing.

Now that the matter has come to this, let the big guys fight the Japanese together, Leng Feng seldom procrastinates.

It stands to reason that the Japanese army corpsman who made a wise choice would not survive.

Leng Feng was cold but not bloodthirsty, but at such a time, a Japanese surrendered soldier would only become a drag, and making him a corpse was the easiest way to deal with it.

Chi Zaosi read Leng Feng's mind from his eyes, and in desperation, he babbled a lot in his mother tongue mixed with half-baked Chinese.

It's not meaningless begging for life, but telling the cruel Chinese commander in front of him the role of his life.

Only when it is useful can one have the right to continue breathing. This is the rule of the battlefield.

Fortunately, Leng Feng knew some Japanese, and all these became the essential elements for the decisive survival of the Japanese army corpsman.

"I can report the wrong information about your strength to my superior officer! I said that you only have one infantry platoon. Or you have already fled far away." This is Chi Zaosi's reason.

"No, you have to say that we are here, and there are at least a few hundred people or even more." Leng Feng thought for a few seconds and decided to believe the Japanese soldier.

This is an idle move, no matter how it is played, it will do no harm to him, but if it really works, it will be of great use.

Hundreds of people are trapped and isolated, no matter what, it is worth fighting with all the troops of the Guoqi detachment.

Of course, Leng Feng was not a child, and it was impossible to let him go with just one mouthful of this "witty" Japanese soldier.

Using local materials, a Japanese military uniform was used to make paper, and Japanese blood was used as ink, so that this "witty" surrendered soldier could write "The emperor's dog day will die!" ', and sign your own name and press the fingerprints with ten fingers.

This is to prevent this guy from ruthlessly chopping off a finger to destroy the evidence. If he has the ability to chop off all ten fingers, then Leng Feng is willing to let this ruthless person go.

Opening his mouth, he scolded His Majesty the Emperor like a dog, seeing Chi Zaosi's face turned ashen, but he had to do it one by one.

He didn't know why the Chinese commander in front of him wanted to seek death to attract the main force of the detachment, but he understood that he had to follow the requirements of the Chinese commander. Will be the spoils of war for the Empire.

Just for that sentence, ten of his heads are not enough to cut off.

Moreover, he has to pray that these Chinese people will live well, and if they are wiped out, he will be finished too.

Perhaps, this is also the first Japanese to wish the Chinese people escape the catastrophe so devoutly!
As for Tang Dao, he never expected that the perfect realization of his tactical plan was all due to a series of butterfly effects caused by a kid herding sheep.

(End of this chapter)