Rise From Eight Hundred

Obviously, it can be seen from the order issued by Leng Fengbingbing that Leng Feng did not get too entangled in the face of such a difficult choice.

He has made his own choice.

In the face of life and military honor, he chose the latter.

The soldiers of the first company quickly carried out the order.

No one asked their company commander where he would choose the battlefield to resist the Japanese attack, and naturally no one questioned why his company commander would kill the entire company or even hundreds of soldiers for a little kid. The Sichuan army was put in danger.

This is also the reason why Leng Feng has always been Tang Dao's first choice when it comes to danger.

Ninety percent of the first company, from platoon leader to squad leader to deputy squad leader, are veterans from the former Si Xing Battalion. Their individual qualities may not be considered the best in the Independent Battalion, but in terms of orders and prohibitions, they are the best in the Independent Battalion. No other infantry company can match this, and this is also the most important quality of an army.

After giving the order, Leng Feng turned his attention to the other side of the hillside...

In the flash of painful decisions, he seemed to have found the best defensive position.

There is no depth and room for maneuver as much as the preset high ground. It is the legendary Jedi. If it is surrounded, it is almost impossible to attack, and the people trapped on it can starve to death of thirst.

But this Jedi has extremely dangerous terrain, and anyone who wants to attack will be daunted.

A strategic location with extremely obvious advantages and disadvantages, placed on the battlefield at this time, was worth Leng Feng's gamble.

What he was betting on was not whether Yilian and Tong Yi's guard company could stop the Japanese army's crazy attack, but whether Tang Dao could deal with the Japanese army's partial division as planned.

As long as Tang Dao can win, the Jedi will no longer be Jedi.

Yes, Leng Feng chose Qinglongling Village, a small village isolated on the mountain that he had visited before.

One side is a cliff, one side is a rocky slope, and the other two sides are narrow paths. If the Japanese army wants to attack, there are only three sides to choose from. Each fighting side is extremely difficult.

On the mountain road opposite, Miyamoto Tunai's expression became worse and worse.

The Chinese children led them farther and farther away, leaving soldiers on the hillside to support them, but he still didn't see the shadow of the so-called village.

The veteran's intuition kept warning him that he seemed to have been deceived, by a seven or eight-year-old child.

Finally, after turning another hill and the continuous mountains came into view, the Japanese Army Commander Cao suddenly stopped and looked at Shi Shi with cold eyes, who was grabbed by the collar by the superior soldier Chi Zao at his signal. .

Miyamoto Tatsuchi was furious.

If he was just suspicious before, now he is finally sure that he is a fool, or a big fool who is played by a seven or eight-year-old child.

The look the little Chinese child looked at him confirmed all his suspicions.

The little boy who was grabbed by the collar had fear in his eyes, which was considered a normal reaction, but there was an indescribable calmness in his fearful eyes, and he didn't even struggle.

Obviously, he expected this ending and deceived them.

"Baga! My child, do you know that you will kill your cute little lamb like this?" The furious Miyamoto Tunai tried his best to suppress his anger and prevent his face from burning with anger. .

Of course, it's not that he's afraid of scaring this cunning little kid, but that he doesn't want his incompetence to be so clearly exposed in front of all his subordinates.

Shitou's body trembled violently, but he stubbornly remained silent.

"Yo Xi! It seems that you are really strong, just like the Chinese people I met." Miyamoto Tatsunai's face showed a ferocious expression.

"Do you know? Kid, I have met Chinese people like you in North China. He was a Chinese boy. I asked him to boil water for the imperial infantry, but he mixed urine in the water. Unfortunately, he was killed by my The soldiers found out, so in order to punish his cunning, I stabbed him thirteen times with a bayonet, from the thigh to the arm to the belly. He rolled on the ground in pain and kept screaming.

Since he wanted to see his mom so much, I invited his family to his side and watched me stab him with my own eyes. He knelt in front of me and kowtowed so hard that a piece of his head was broken.

such a pity! For the sake of the importance of co-prosperity between China and Japan in the future, I could only continue to stab him while he was still crying out in pain. His father tried to stop me and rushed forward with his bare hands. The imperial infantry would not tolerate his violence and could only nail him to the ground with bayonets. He became leprous and became a crazy woman. I relented and did not kill her. So that she could bury her husband and children.

How about it, little child, do you think I am very kind? "

Miyamoto Tatsunai told an extremely cruel story that could make anyone shudder, but there was a trace of pride on his face.

Gu Fu/span\u003eShitou's little body trembled.

Seven or eight-year-old children have never thought that the legendary Japanese bandits can be so cruel. They are much more terrifying than the jackals in the mountains. Jackals eat people just because of lack of food, but the Japanese bandits in front of them are killing people. .

"I know that you have no parents, but you must have relatives. I won't kill you, but your relatives will die in front of you like that Chinese boy. I promise! If you continue to lead us down the wrong path, ." Seeing that Chinese children were frightened by his extremely cruel story, Miyamoto Tatsune was even more proud.

"You still have a chance to save your loved ones' lives, but now, in order to repay your deception, I must kill your sheep, dig out the lamb in its belly, and tell it that it was you, the little master, who killed it. The unborn lamb must be very tender if it is roasted!"

After saying that, Miyamoto Tatsunai signaled a Japanese soldier beside him to take action.

The Japanese infantryman removed the bayonet from the muzzle of the gun and walked towards the big black sheep.

"Big Black, run, run!" The violently trembling Stone could no longer hold back and shouted loudly.

At the same time, he turned his head and bit the hand of the corporal who was controlling him.

"Ah!" Corporal Chi Zaoshi couldn't help but howl loudly.

The stubborn child bit hard, and his bite force was no less than that of a wolf.

"Baga! Idiot!" Miyamoto Tatsunai was a little frightened by the corporal's sudden howl.

With such a big commotion, don't call the Chinese.

But Corporal Chi Zaoshi's nightmare is not over yet.

The big black sheep, threatened by the gleaming bayonet, actually gave up the enemy that threatened him the most. Instead, it turned around and used its short horns to hit Chi Zaosi's crotch, who could threaten his little master.

Yes, the big black sheep is a native goat breed in the mountainous area of ​​southern Anhui. It is not actually very big, but it is pregnant with a cub, and its belly is bulging. In addition, Shitou takes good care of it on weekdays. In the winter, he will take it to walk several hillsides to eat a little green grass, so it grows smooth and shiny.

But the terrible thing is that the Japanese soldier has short legs, and his crotch is not high from the ground, which is just the area where the goat lowers its head and raises its horns to hit.

It is unknown whether his balls are broken, but from the sudden change of color on the face of Private Chi Zaosi, it can be seen that this has made him lose his combat effectiveness.

The big black sheep should have exploded its own sheep universe. It was not enough to almost smash the balls of the Japanese Army Private. It actually pushed Chi Zaosi and the little master who was still entangled in his hand to the ground, including itself.

Two men and a goat rolled into a ball on the mountain road.

"Asshole! Kill it for me!" Miyamoto Tatsunai almost fainted from anger.

What happened today?

First, he was fooled by a Chinese kid, and the Imperial Army was killed by a Chinese goat in seconds.

He didn't hear the low roar from a Chinese soldier a hundred meters away: "Shoot!"

Otherwise, the Japanese Army sergeant, who was ashamed and angry at the moment, would not have this emotion, and would only want to slap his "crow brain" in the face.

I'm going to die, the Chinese are really coming.

That's really going to die.

The ten precise shooters in the company, each aiming at one, have been aiming for more than five minutes.

The submachine guns, Mauser pistols and ten light machine guns have already blocked the entire road, and the places where the Japanese infantry may hide are all within their attack range.

If it weren't for the stone, Miyamoto Tatsunai and the eleven Japanese soldiers would definitely be beaten by the violent firepower within a minute and go to Amaterasu to gather again.

Leng Feng led the five strongest hand-to-hand combatants in the company, and after issuing the military order, he quietly entered the dense forest, only 30 meters away from the Japanese army.

The big black sheep's fierce attack finally gave the Chinese soldiers a chance to shoot.

"Charge!" Leng Feng suddenly jumped out of the forest.

He had only five seconds at most. Provide you with the fastest update of Rising from Eight Hundred, Chapter 666 The True Colors Revealed for free reading.