Hunting for Beauty

The commander asked suspiciously: "You mean that the Chinese landed from us, and then fought with you at close quarters?"

The three soldiers nodded slightly at the same time.

The commander said hysterically: "Fart! Do you think it is still the Great East Asian War, where the two sides fight with bayonets? Do you think this is in the Warring States Period, where the two sides won by hand-to-hand combat? What about your rifles, are they all fire sticks? You won't shoot them when they charge up?"

The three soldiers said aggrievedly: "Your Excellency, we shot, but the Chinese can indeed deflect the bullets. Please believe us on this point."

The commander was silent, and only these three people came back from a company. He didn't want to believe that the Chinese people could deflect bullets, because it meant that a defense method different from the body armor had been researched and applied successfully by the Chinese people.

Bounce the bullet, how did they do it?In a flash of inspiration, he suddenly found that he had forgotten a major question, and hurriedly asked: "How many Chinese people have landed in total?"

"A row."

"One company."

"Two companies."

The commander's eyes widened again. He looked at the three people angrily, tapped his fingers on the table and asked, "How many people are there? What's the matter with you."

The three soldiers looked at each other, and one of them said without saying a word: "I'm very sorry, we really don't know the exact number. We were separated from the snipers during the ambush. By the time we showed up, the Chinese had already spread all over the sky." Come over, generally speaking, there will be no less than one platoon, no more than one battalion!"

The commander sighed, one lined up to one battalion, and the number of people ranged from more than 30 to more than 300. It was almost like not saying anything, but one thing is certain, that is, the number of enemy landings is definitely not as many as his own, otherwise he would have rushed over in a swaggering manner, but As the commander here, he cautiously ordered to increase the defense force.

Mao Zheng, who was supervising behind the infrasonic weapon, was struggling with how to activate this guy. Xu Tongyue squatted on the ground and looked at the manual, while Su Hai urged aside, "Hey, can you do it? Otherwise, change people quickly, don't waste precious time. "

Xu Tongyue looked through it, raised his head, and said with a mournful expression: "Why is it in English? I can't understand it at all! Why are things for Chinese people not written in Chinese?"

A few people around almost fell down, Su Hai hurriedly grabbed the instruction manual, scorned Xu Tongyue and said, "Don't waste your time if you don't understand, let me, who is equivalent to a professional level 8, translate for you."

He picked up the manual, read it carefully at first, raised his head, and cursed at Xu Tongyue with a mournful face, "It's obviously in French or German, how could it be in English? I can't understand it either."

Xu Tongyue laughed at Su Hai, but Mao anxiously looked around for professionals who could speak French or German, but after looking at the few people around, Duanmu Xianglong knew a little Japanese, and it was only limited to the type of Bage Yalu. .

Huang Qiuchen squatted aside with a giant cannon on his back. Forget about this guy, let alone German, he probably knows only a little Chinese. His eyes lit up and he saw Zheng Jianyou. Dim down.

"Don't look for it, the Chinese manual is here."

All eyes were focused on Chen Feirong sitting under a tree beside him, flipping through a thin instruction booklet.

He got up and patted the dirt on his body, walked over, threw the manual to Xu Tongyue, pressed a button, the machine suddenly started to work, all kinds of indicators and instruments were all lit up, and the LCD screen displayed "Please wait, charging ..."

The words.

Chen Feirong turned his head and looked at Xu Tongyue who was reading the manual and said, "You don't need to read it, you can't understand it anyway."

Xu Tongyue pursed his lips to express his disdain for Chen Feirong, but he looked down at the manual and immediately threw it to Su Hai. He opened it and saw that there were professional terms and formulas full of pages. Feeling so difficult, after a while of dizziness, the manual was passed back to Mao.

"I should have no problem operating this machine."

Chen Feirong recommended himself.

Mao looked at the bible-like words, so he nodded and handed over the task to Chen Feirong.

Yu Chenglong hurried over and said: "The enemy has strengthened their defenses, and many people have gone up both the reconnaissance tower and the machine gun tower."

Mao turned around and said, "Guys, leave a few people here, and put the rest of the soldiers on combat readiness. Remember not to shoot unless absolutely necessary, and not to use heavy weapons."

Mao took another look at the words "Please wait a moment, charging... 58%" on the LCD screen of the infrasonic attack device.

Then Mao said to Chen Feirong: "I will leave this guy to you, and we will completely entrust you with our mission. Once you can launch, you don't need to order it, and we will execute it immediately!"

"Yes."

Chen Feirong stared at the machine and readily agreed.

When Mao walked to the edge of the forest, the enemy camp had already mobilized. The soldiers on the machine gun turrets were ready to go. The armored vehicles and tanks in the camp were also mobilized.

Duanmu Xianglong said from behind Mao: "It seems that the devil's movements are quite fast. The infrasound wave will take about 5 minutes. If the enemy comes out now, the sniper will have to catch it."

Mao gestured to Chen Zhiyuan, Chen Zhiyuan nodded, and whispered the order: "The sniper is ready to shoot, and all enemies who try to leave the camp will be killed."

The snipers hiding in and under the trees picked up their sniper rifles and aimed at the camp.

"It's time to attack."

Xu Tongyue's excited voice came from behind, and immediately after Mao's helmet screen displayed an excellent alarm, a sweet female voice said calmly: "A sonic attack has been detected, dangerous, dangerous, and the helmet's defense has been converted to filter low-band The sound... please wait... the conversion was successful, and the infrasonic attack was successfully defended."

Chapter 1302

Mao was relieved and turned his head to look at the expressions of the soldiers. A whole row of soldiers were so surprised that their jaws were about to drop. Xu Tongyue's voice came from behind again: "Who recorded this voice, it's really sweet."

Many soldiers in the front row nodded slightly.

A jeep stopped at the door of the third camp, and three people came out of the tent, standing in front of the car and exchanging greetings, the sniper nervously locked on these people, aimed their guns at the jeep, and waited for the moment they got on the car to kill them The enemy, anyone can see that this jeep is a communication tool to report to the superior.

Chen Zhiyuan also picked up the rifle, but he aimed at the tire of the jeep, and folded its legs to see how it walked.

Suddenly, several people in front of the car pressed their heads with their hands, squatted on the ground trembling, the jeep also shook, swayed into a camp, and stopped in front of a large box with a machine gun turret. The Japanese jumped down from above, curled up in pain, trembling on the ground.

The Japanese soldiers who ran out of the camp and covered their heads ran around like flies. Two tanks collided with each other. The front windshield of the armored vehicle suddenly shattered. A soldier with a bloody face yanked his machine gun. Trigger...

The entire tent suddenly became chaotic, Mao stood up, raised his arms and shouted: "Comrades, we succeeded, maintain the infrasonic attack, and the rest of the soldiers rushed forward with me, leaving all the heavy weapons here, and pulled out your military thorns. , not one left..."

"Oh! Chong..." The soldiers couldn't hold back for a long time. Looking at the Japanese soldiers in a mess, they rushed out of the woods with ferocious smiles.

The Japanese soldiers also noticed the sudden appearance of the Chinese army, but most of the soldiers were curled up on the ground trembling constantly.

A few soldiers also persisted bitterly. They could only watch helplessly as the ferocious Chinese soldiers ran towards them but could do nothing. A few soldiers looked at the situation, held their rifles tremblingly, and raised them forward, but they didn’t have the slightest strength Pull the trigger.

I sometimes thought of one or two gunshots, but my weak hands could no longer support the recoil of the rifle. I watched the rifle fall to the ground, and sat on the ground dejectedly, watching the Chinese soldiers waiting for the trial of fate.

Mao led the soldiers like wolves and tigers and rushed into the camp of the Fukuoka Independence Regiment, which was huddled all over the ground. Mao took the lead in pulling out the military thorn, and stabbed it at the chest of a Japanese soldier trembling on the ground. The tide is generally looking for its own target.

The entire barracks became an excellent target for Chinese soldiers to practice military stabbing. The soldiers competed with each other to use the military stabbing knife to kill each other.

They didn't even have the strength to shout. As the military thorns pierced their bodies, there was a sound from their throats, and they went to the seniors in the Yasukuni Shrine as if they were relieved.

Looking at the Chinese soldiers swaggering in the barracks like tourists, flames appeared in the eyes of many Japanese, but eyes cannot kill the enemy.

Chinese soldiers gathered in twos and threes, studying how to use knives. As the soldiers became more proficient in their skills, there were fewer and fewer Japanese lying on the ground who could breathe.

The soldiers who realized this situation also began to stop killing with one stab, and gradually learned how to hack into thousands of cuts. The knives stopped attacking the vital parts of the Japanese soldiers who were curled up on the ground, and only picked where the meat was more. A piece of thigh meat was cut off by the soldiers smiling.

But what makes the soldiers regret is that the Japanese have lost the function of their voices. They only have painful expressions, and half of this expressions come from infrasonic attacks.

A man who was tied up like a rice dumpling was brought to Mao's side. At this moment, Mao was frowning and looking at his rolled-up military thorns, worrying.

Zhao Yongbo saluted and said: "Captain, this is the commander of Little Japan, we have pulled him out of the command post."