Hunting for Beauty

Mao looked up at him, then turned his head away, and continued to look at the military thorns in his hands. The blood was hot, and even cutting tofu with blood on a weapon would curl its edges quickly, unless it was the legendary magic weapon.

Seeing that the captain didn't answer him, Zhao Yongbo was a little anxious, and repeated, Mao stood up and patted his buttocks to continue looking for Japanese soldiers who hadn't died. Although the weapons with curled edges were sharp, they could still kill people, especially the Japanese. , All of a sudden, Zhao Yongbo was there.

Zhao Yongbo looked at the two soldiers around him, patted the prisoner with a painful expression, and said mockingly: "The captain ignores us, let's go to the instructor."

After seeing Huang Qiuchen, Zhao Yongbo didn't expect that he who had just pulled out the military thorn would say: "How did you catch a prisoner? Didn't you hear the company commander say that you don't want to take prisoners? It's nothing to cause trouble for us, just find a place to deal with it." .”

Zhao Yongbo said with some reluctance: "Instructor, this is a battalion commander, and he is the supreme commander of this camp. I believe he must know something."

Huang Qiuchen lowered his head again and stabbed the Japanese soldier into the chest on the ground, then raised his head and said, "Go ahead and do whatever you want, don't make trouble for me from here."

Huang Qiuchen looked at the captive's epaulets, and said disdainfully, "It's just a major, what's there to show off, hurry up, there are too many enemies here."

Zhao Yongbo retreated with the prisoner resentfully, and squatted on the ground. The poor major prisoner was helplessly thrown aside by the other two soldiers, and the three stared at each other depressedly...

If a major is captured, at least he can be awarded first-class merit. At this moment, the price is actually the same as that of a private. The three of them pulled out their military thorns reluctantly, watching that the commander did not make a move.

Qian Fenggu walked over with a smile, and saw the living Japanese pull out his military stab and practice the bayonet with his eyes bright, and threw the bayonet directly through the major's throat!

Seeing his captive turned into a corpse, Zhao Yongbo stood up angrily and wanted to fight Qian Fenggu desperately. At this moment, Mao suddenly shouted: "Speed ​​up, save time, the infrasonic attack is coming to an end."

Qian Fenggu looked at Zhao Yongbo with a grin, waved his hands and turned his head to look for the enemy. Only Zhao Yongbo was left alone and depressed. He gritted his teeth and poured out his anger on the defenseless Japanese.

Mao had long noticed that the soldiers had begun to treat the Japanese soldiers lying in the camp with an entertaining mentality. Many soldiers gathered together and began to bet a few knives to kill the enemy. Some soldiers had already stuffed small stones into the noses of the Japanese. In, in the ear.

At this time, Yu Chenglong kicked a dead body out of breath and ran over to inform that the power of the infrasonic attack was running out, and asked to hurry up, so Mao had to shout out loudly.

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With an order, the soldiers immediately accelerated the progress of the massacre, and soon after the last more than 100 moving bodies turned into corpses, they began to clean up the battlefield. Some soldiers dug a large pit and buried the corpses in it.

Duanmu Xianglong took Chen Feirong and the snipers to the camp from the woods and joined the clearing team. Mao stood in the center of the camp, scanning vigilantly. The whole camp was under control, but Mao still felt a little bit of anxiety in his heart. Uneasy, why?

He also didn't know that he also felt that way when the enemy's armored vehicles were rampaging in the Nagasaki arsenal, as if the so-called sixth sense...

A few gunshots were heard in the distance, with a crisp and dull sound, and Mao immediately rushed there.

A soldier fell to the ground from the cold storage, his jaw had been shattered by a bullet, exposing white bones and blood flowing out.

Zhao Yongbo shouted, "Simao..."

While pulling out his military spurs and rushing in, a Japanese officer crouched tremblingly on the ground, seeing Zhao Yongbo rushing in like the wind and pulling the trigger violently, but the seven bullets in the pistol had all been used up when Daming rushed into the cold storage , he had an idea to throw the pistol towards Zhao Yongbo's face, and at the same time he rushed like a hungry tiger.

Zhao Yongbo dodged the pistol that was thrown over him, and was suddenly hugged by the waist of the Japanese officer, and pushed out of the cold storage. The two twisted together and rolled far away.

The team members surrounded him, but they didn't shoot because they were afraid of accidentally injuring them. The Japanese officer pressed his knee tightly on Zhao Yongbo's hand holding the military thorn, and hit Zhao Yongbo's head fiercely with two fists.

Zhao Yongbo fought back with one arm. He used his knees to support the Japanese body, turned around and took the initiative, pressed the Japanese under him, and stabbed the enemy with the military thorns in both hands. The Japanese held Zhao Yongbo's body with one hand. Wrist, to prevent the army stabbing into the body, the other hand clenched a fist and hit Zhao Yongbo's head fiercely, Zhao Yongbo dodged quickly, the Japanese's fist changed direction and hit Zhao Yongbo's wrist, and the army stab flew out all at once.

The Japanese officer took a deep breath and stood up abruptly. Zhao Yongbo bit the throat of the Japanese officer with his teeth at this moment. Blood flowed from Zhao Yongbo's mouth. The Japanese roared and beat Zhao Yongbo with both hands, gradually getting stronger The younger one moaned slowly, and finally became silent and motionless.

The onlookers witnessed a life-and-death battle and cheered for Zhao Yongbo. Some soldiers held guns and wanted to help. Unfortunately, because the distance between the two sides was too close to fight, their comrades had to suppress their nervousness and saw Zhao Yongbo finally won, and everyone cheered.

Mao just ran over and saw Zhao Yongbo lying on top of a Japanese, gasping for breath. The surrounding soldiers booed and applauded loudly, and said with a gloomy face, "What are you doing? Have you watched the fun? My comrades-in-arms have It's dangerous, won't you help? Hurry up and help Zhao Yongbo, and the rest will continue working immediately."

Hearing Mao's voice, Zhao Yongbo loosened his teeth and turned his head. Blood flowed from his mouth. His entire lips and chin were soaked in blood. He smiled and said confidently, "There are still people inside..."

The soldier standing next to Mao looked at Zhao Yongbo's weird expression. This bloody smile reminded people of Count Dracula. "There are still people..."

When many soldiers heard Zhao Yongbo's words, they immediately cheered and rushed into the cold storage.

But they didn't find such a tough opponent, but they brought out a Japanese captain officer who knelt on the ground with snot and tears begging for mercy.

Zhao Yongbo, who was limp, was supported by two soldiers. He laughed at himself embarrassedly and said, "I didn't expect such a waste to be able to deal with even a Japanese officer. It seems that it's time to retire."

Mao didn't care about that officer, these soldiers were his lifeblood. He walked in front of Zhao Yongbo, observed carefully, and said, "Shut your mouth, the smell of blood makes you sick."

Zhao Yongbo quickly closed his smirking mouth, pretending to be serious and asked Mao to check it.

After Mao confirmed that Zhao Yongbo had no problem, he nodded and walked in front of the Japanese captives. He warned, "I'll ask a question, and you can say a question. If there is a question, you will be rewarded with a knife if you don't answer it within 3 seconds. Do you understand..."

The prisoner was still dripping with snot and tears, and did not answer. After Chen Feirong finished translating, Mao turned his head and looked at the soldiers around him. Xu Tongyue pulled out his military thorn and thrust it fiercely at the prisoner's left shoulder. A scream came from the crowd, and the prisoner nodded in pain. .

Mao said: "Who are you? Which unit do you belong to?"

The prisoner pondered for a while, and Mao looked at the soldiers around him again. Chen Zhiyuan's military stab was inserted into the prisoner's right shoulder.There was another scream, and the prisoner was already paralyzed by the support of two soldiers.

He said in Japanese: "I am a pilot...should be dealt with according to the Geneva Convention!"

Mao shook his head and said, "The answer is not the question."

Yu Dahai's knife quickly penetrated into the captive's left arm.

Mao continued: "I'm the one asking you now, and when I'm done asking, you can ask."

Chen Feirong was translating Mao's speech. When he translated, he was not just a translation of language, but also completely translated Mao's tone, so the Japanese captives hurriedly said, "I will definitely answer!"

Mao continued to ask, "Which unit are you from?"

"The pilot of the attack aircraft of the [-]st Battalion of Saga Air Force Military Base."

After answering, the prisoner glanced at Mao with his eyes.

Mao nodded in satisfaction, and continued: "Tell me about the deployment of the Saga Air Force military base and the configuration of the aircraft?"

Now that it has begun, the so-called secrets behind will no longer be secrets. Some of the troops of the Saga Air Force Base are deployed in Omura, but most of the F-22 fighter jets are still equipped in Saga.

The pilot’s so-called information was actually known to Mao when he was at the headquarters, but the information shows that there are 35-60 planes in Saga, but what this guy said is 82 various planes, including some that will be diverted to North Korea The battlefield is in Saga to resupply aircraft stranded by electromagnetic attacks.

And there are two divisions stationed near the airport, both of which can arrive within an hour, and two regiments are also stationed in the airport. The airport is backed by the mountains of Kyushu. The nearest passage and the only way to go.

Mao watched the captive's cooperation and nodded grinningly. The prisoner looked at the smile of the devilish commander, and his nervous heart slowly moved away. Mao asked why they were not affected by the infrasound wave, and the prisoner laughed and said : "The two of them just walked into the freezer to get something? The thickness of the wall of the freezer is just right to resist the entry of infrasound waves.

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Mao then asked, "Then what did you take?"

The prisoner was taken aback, watching Duanmu Xianglong fiddling with a Bingjun thorn, and said cautiously, "Amaterasu's Wrath—918."

Mao frowned and said, "What is this..."

The prisoner saw that he couldn't hide it, so he had to say frankly: "'Amaterasu's Wrath' is a Japanese biochemical missile, equipped with F-22 or imitation attack aircraft. The ten missiles in the cold storage were transported from Hiroshima."

Mao was stunned, and he cursed the little Japanese devil in his heart for wanting to use biological and chemical weapons that are explicitly prohibited by the "Geneva Convention". Fortunately, these people landed in the wrong place and captured this camp by mistake, otherwise the Nagasaki expeditionary force I don't know how many people will die here!

He turned his head and said to Duanmu Xianglong: "Immediately organize people to transport these missiles out of the ice storage, lay them all on the ground and take pictures for me, including the surrounding environment and missile models. I want Japan to be cast aside by the world."

Duanmu Xianglong was clever, and immediately understood what Mao meant, so he went to find someone to record it.