Hunting for Beauty

The Japanese captive looked at Mao, and muttered to Chen Feirong.

Chen Feirong said: "This little Japanese asks you if you have any questions. Can you ask him to ask too? This is what you promised. Soldiers should keep their promises."

Mao smiled and said to Chen Feirong: "Well, soldiers are trustworthy, especially Chinese soldiers have always kept promises, but although I promised to let him ask questions, I didn't say who to ask, right? Somebody, send him to Amaterasu. I believe that God Amaterasu will give his descendants a satisfactory answer."

Mao began to smile all over his face, but the more he talked, the more gloomy his face became, and finally the smile changed.

Seeing the change in Mao's expression, the Japanese captives spoke anxiously. After Chen Feirong translated Mao's answer, the captive shouted at the top of his lungs, his nose and tears came out again, and he broke free from the shackles of the soldiers who didn't pay much attention. Hugging Mao's thigh, he whispered.

Two other soldiers came and dragged him away, and the howls of the captives were heard along the way.

Mao looked at the captives with contempt and said: "The Chinese can talk about faith with any nation in the world, but they can't talk about faith with Japan, which is controlled by right-wing forces, because they can't be counted as people, they can only be counted as animals!"

Several soldiers around agreed, Mao gave them a white look, and urged, "Go to work!"

According to the statistics of the results of the battle, a total of 1328 members of the Japanese Fukuoka Guard Regiment were wiped out, and one of our troops died. The overwhelming victory of the new weapon on the battlefield shows that there has been a brand-new change in the mode of war. It is not obvious, but in the near future it may even change the entire history of military combat, and new tactics and combat modes will open a new page of their own.

After this battle, Zhao Yongbo's nickname was changed to Dracula of the East, while Mao's nickname became "Demon" and his nickname became even louder. All members of the Dragon Wind Team became part of the Devil. Later, Mao's Devil Team It has become a common headache for both China and Japan. On the one hand, this special team has become a nightmare for Japanese soldiers. On the other hand, there are no prisoners. Although there are many enemies killed, there are also many problems.

After Mao left here with his troops, the camp was empty except for the Japanese flag flying on the flagpole. Except for a little bit of blood, no one could notice that this place had just experienced a massacre, a massacre of soldiers by soldiers, and the strength of the two countries after the war. The most disparate and eye-popping battle.

Before leaving, Mao asked again: "Duanmu, have those materials been copied?"

Duanmu Xianglong raised his thumb and said: "All the fighters have already made a copy. Please rest assured about what I do. And I left a big gift for the Japanese..."

After speaking, he laughed sinisterly.

Mao's eyes lit up, and he sighed, wondering which Japanese army would be in trouble...

A mechanized unit was speeding up on the closed highway. The vanguard of the Saeki Mechanized Independent Division in Oita Prefecture arrived at the Okawa Ariake Sea defense base. There were blood spots in the empty camp, and several destroyed armored vehicles and tanks were parked together. A gust of wind blew, and the wind blew dust on his face. The commander felt a little strange, and also smelled the bloody smell that could not dissipate in the wind.

The Chinese army has landed in the Ariake Sea?He thought, a trace of uneasiness was revealed, and the commander immediately issued an order, first, to pass the news here to the division headquarters and the Okawa headquarters; Disappeared, the third cleared the camp to find information.

The commander of the vanguard of the Saeki Independent Division who walked into the headquarters saw the neatly arranged documents and opened drawers one by one. Without any clues, he sat at the table and meditated.

A soldier hurried over and said: "Report, nothing was found, but there are ten missiles placed in the center of the camp. After checking, the missile level is 'Amaterasu's Wrath', and there is no safety device installed."

The commander's face immediately turned sallow, he picked up his military cap and hurried out of the headquarters, shouting an order: "Hurry up and notify the whole army, and evacuate this camp immediately, why is there no safety device for biochemical missiles, it's dangerous, evacuate quickly. "

However, it was too late, the missile had already exploded, and the entire camp was engulfed in flames...

Standing on a high mountain in the distance, Mao and Duanmu Xianglong, who were hiding in the woods, looked at the flames in the distance through binoculars, and couldn't help laughing at each other.

Mao pointed his thumb at Duanmu Xianglong and said, "That's what Marquis Wu burned Xinye in the past! This little Zhuge deserves his nickname."

Duanmu Xianglong said: "This explosion can mobilize the garrisons in Saga and Fukuoka to attract them, reduce the pressure on our actions, and let them guess which troops entered behind them?"

After speaking, he laughed.

Mao turned his gaze to the west and asked quietly: "I wonder what the Fifth Army will do after the occupation of Sasebo? Can you guess it?"

Duanmu Xianglong shook his head and said thoughtfully: "The Fourth Army will definitely go down Hasami and Kawadana to occupy Sasebo, and cooperate with the First Army to besiege the Nagasaki bottleneck defenders entrenched in Omura City. If it was me, I would do the same! But this kind of action is too risky. Look at the map... Sasebo has no danger to defend, and it is on the plains of Kitakyushu. If the enemy sends an assault force to Hasami Town, it will cut off the Fifth Army's way forward. At that time, the troops that entered Omura to fight were passive..."

Duanmu Xianglong looked at the map on the screen and lowered his head speechlessly.

Mao also looked at the map, breathing coldly from the back of his neck, and said with emotion: "It's useless to talk more, let's think about what to do next, inform the soldiers, finish the repairs, and move on..."

Chapter 1305

Mao was leading the team to exercise in the col. He sneezed three times in a row. He rubbed his nose and muttered: "One thought, two scolding, three nagging, who is nagging me?"

Huang Qiuchen said mischievously from the side: "Is that the little girl you met in City A talking about, haha."

Several team members around smiled "hehe", staring at Mao, Mao's face suddenly looked like a ripe tomato, he walked two steps with his head down, and said in a low voice: "Go, go, go."

The team members burst into laughter again, and Zheng Jianyou said unhurriedly: "It's not good if someone misses me. If my wife really knows that I have arrived in Japan, she will definitely be worried to death. Before leaving, I tricked her into participating in special training." .”

The soldiers around gave him thumbs up.

Zheng Jianyou was originally a transport helicopter pilot of the Army Air Corps. Because the helicopter crashed on the way to Saga, he had to temporarily join Mao's contingent.

At the beginning, Zheng Jianyou was quite restrained, especially his driving skills protected the safety of the soldiers of the entire transport fleet, so the soldiers of the entire task force still thanked and admired Zheng Jianyou very much. Eagle, so Zheng Jianyou is still relatively popular in the special forces.

During the first battle, Zheng Jianyou was really overwhelmed by the ferocity of the special forces, especially the warriors who came back alive from the cities and towns, and the danger on the battlefield.

When the warriors cleaned the battlefield with their knives pulled out from their brains with white brains, Zheng Jianyou's stomach began to want to vomit, and he couldn't help but want to talk to Mao about the policy of treating prisoners.

But when a Japanese soldier pretending to be dead aimed his gun at his own people, Zheng Jianyou threw his last sympathy for these seemingly pitiful Japanese back to mainland China. His only heart was to protect himself and kill the enemy.

When he was attacked in the woods, Zheng Jianyou had already raised his gun and started shooting. The feeling of the infantry killing made this man passionate. After rushing into the camp, Zheng Jianyou had already left everything behind. He only knew how to kill the enemy. He killed 37 people in one battle.

When he first started using knives, he was not used to it. After all, the training methods of the air force and special forces are different. When the first knife fell on the Japanese, Zheng Jianyou's whole body was spattered with blood, but the man was still full of blood. Rolling on the ground, he suddenly felt a little silly.

Huang Qiuchen came over at this time, gently pressed his foot against the thorn, and lifted it up slightly, the blood didn't flow much, but the enemy was already dying.

Huang Qiuchen continued to teach Zheng Jianyou how to insert a knife into the human body and kill him with one blow, where to start and how to end.

After killing 6 or 7 people, Zheng Jianyou's skill in using the knife has improved significantly. He put what he learned into practice, and the blood flowed out along the blood groove of the military thorn, but it never sprayed to other places. Huang Qiuchen nodded in satisfaction and said: " It’s just like that, killing people is a skill and an art, especially killing the Japanese is a kind of beautiful enjoyment.”

Zheng Jianyou shook his head with a wry smile, watched Huang Qiuchen leave him, swaggered to the head of a Japanese soldier moaning in a low voice, flicked his feet lightly, the Japanese soldier's head turned to the other side, and the saliva flowed from the Flowing from the opened mouth, Zheng Jianyou even seemed to see the Japanese soldier's pupils slowly dissipate.

Zheng Jianyou felt a chill all over his body, people can still kill like this, and he thought to himself: Are all the special operations teams trained to kill demon kings like this?

He looked back at Mao's cold gaze and quick tactics, no wonder this special force was called the Devil's team, and it was so vicious, Zheng Jianyou thought.

The battle was over, and after a short rest, Zheng Jianyou gradually recovered from the excitement just now. He sat in the corner and watched the soldiers throw corpses into the big pit indiscriminately, and looked at the blood stains on his hands. He Jun stabbed, with a hint of guilt in his heart.

What the devil captain Mao said temporarily relieved Zheng Jianyou of his guilt. Mao stood in the middle of the camp and said loudly: "Soldiers and brothers, you have worked hard. The hatred of the Chinese nation is realized by you. The young and old in the country are waiting for you The news of the victory is to avenge the 30 Nanjing folks and the 3500 million Chinese people who died! Avenge!"

"Revenge, revenge!"

The members of the Longfeng team who were doing their work agitated and responded, and Zheng Jianyou's blood also rose. The belief in avenging the Chinese nation and the Chinese people temporarily swept away his sense of guilt.

After tidying up the scene, Zheng Jianyou immediately followed the task force into the mountainous area, from the trail to the mountain, from the top of the mountain where no one had walked to the foot of the mountain.

Avoiding the winding mountain road and advancing in the hinterland of the mountain, Zheng Jianyou's physical strength gradually became unbearable, and the soldiers took the extra things on Zheng Jianyou's body and carried them on their shoulders.

The retired soldiers of the special forces are as strong as a cow. Huang Qiuchen carried an electromagnetic gun weighing 50 kilograms on his back, which did not drag down the troops at all.

In comparison, the quality of the younger team members is inferior. Zheng Jianyou has heard Xu Tongyue's panting beside him, but he himself has no sense of it now, and he follows the team closely with all his strength.

The worst one was Chen Feirong, who could no longer care about the ridicule of other team members and lay on Su Hai's shoulder with his tongue out, muttering, "I'm exhausted."

Yu Chenglong ran over and whispered, "Report, there is a winding road ahead, but there is a small village in front of the road, with about ten households."

Mao let the team rest on the spot first, and Duanmu Xianglong and Duanmu Xianglong took Yu Chenglong to hide on the top of the mountain and looked down the mountain. Mao couldn't help but said, "Where is the small village? Isn't this a road hotel?"

Beside the road, a few young men stood aside looking forward to the end of the road in the distance, and a few girls sat next to the house, dressed in flashy clothes and scantily dressed, an open space was dug out at the foot of the road, and yards were built with bricks. With several large trucks.