Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

"Kill してやる to kill you," Han Feng sneered.

The signal soldier was just about to raise his rifle in a panic, but Han Feng knocked him down with his palm. Before he grabbed the signal soldier's throat with his powerful hands, he let out a horrifying scream. This was the soldier's last The warning that can be issued for one's own team.

Following that, the communications soldier's face changed from bright red to maroon, and he slowly collapsed.

Han Feng clapped his hands. Killing an invader made his heart fluctuate more than killing a chicken or duck.

"What I want is for you to spread your voice!"

The swaying bonfire reflected Han Feng's expression in a particularly ferocious manner.

Xu Zilin couldn't help swallowing, "Old Han, what should we do next?"

Han Feng sneered and said, "From the moment the Japanese soldiers entered the Princess Tomb, half of their feet have already stepped into hell.

Don't worry, this long cold night, we have plenty of time to kill them one by one slowly, panic mixed with despair, they will definitely regret stepping into the land of China.

As for now, let's get out first! "

As Han Feng said, his figure braved the cold and quickly disappeared into the night. Xu Zilin shuddered and followed closely. At the same time, he silently mourned for the entire Pingchi Squadron in his heart. Death, I'm afraid it's just a luxury.

The terrified scream completely broke the dead silence of the night.

Hirachi Ichiro suddenly stood up from his sitting position, and all the Japanese soldiers who were still alive were awakened from their deep sleep.

The sound came from the last earthen hut, and everyone immediately got up and walked towards the place where the scream came from.

But not everyone was able to get up, and panic-stricken voices quickly came from both sides of Hiraike Ichiro at the same time.

Except for the earthen hut where Hirachi Ichiro lived, there were dead people in the other four earthen huts. Those soldiers didn't know who cut their throats, but they just lay their heads on their stomachs as if nothing had happened, as if they were sleeping, until their companions gently Push it up and down, and it will fall to the ground, and the gurgling blood will spurt out at this time.

There are also soldiers who disappeared for no reason. They went to the bathroom in the middle of the night and never returned. When their companions found out, they had already died tragically under the moonlit night.

428 Day Replaces Night

When Hirachi Ichiro arrived at the scene of the accident, his whole heart went cold. Looking at the gash cut by the sharp knife on the throat of his dead soldier, he was very sure that it must be the soil eight road and touched it again. came in.

That team is too weird, there are only 18 people, not to mention their accurate marksmanship, they are more like ghosts, come and go without a trace, even if Hirachi Ichiro ordered many soldiers to besiege the house, in the end, they still didn’t catch half of them shadow.

Here they come, in this cold, long night.

The bonfire was still swaying in the dark night, and my own soldiers formed a group of 20 and stood guard, but they were killed quietly by them.

When the 21 corpses in the last earthen house were lying in front of Ichiro Hirachi one by one in horror, that irresistible chill rose from the bottom of Ichiro Hirachi's heart, and even suppressed his inner anger far away.

Are such enemies human or ghost?

No, they are scarier than ghosts!

It was only around three o'clock in the morning, and nearly fifty soldiers died in the four earthen huts. The casualties caused in such a short period of time were almost comparable to the battle losses from the battle all the way to Xiaoniu Village.

Hirachi Ichiro finally came to his senses, he understood why this hateful Tuba Road kept retreating and procrastinating in Xiaoniu Village.

It turned out that their purpose from beginning to end was to introduce him, Hirachi Ichiro, into the Princess Tomb so that they could attack and kill him in the dark.

At this time, Hirachi Ichiro could no longer tell whether the enemy was a ghost or a Tubalu.

The luggage and machine guns were placed beside them, within easy reach, but they could not give the soldiers of the entire Pingchi Squadron a sense of security.

In such a dark night full of murderous opportunities, all the equipment advantages and military qualities of the Japanese soldiers seemed to be useless for half a day.

They are like a group of lambs chosen by the devil, ready to be slaughtered and killed at any time.

"Captain, it's too weird here, what should we do?"

The adjutant asked tremblingly, just now he went out from the earthen hut where the bonfire was lit, and the cold completely enveloped him.

Hirachi Ichiro said to himself: "I have never seen such a terrifying Tubalu, if our enemies are as weird as them, the invincible empire may come to an end here.

It is not yet dawn, and if we leave the bonfire and earthen hut, we may be frozen to death in the night. If we don’t leave here, we will continue to wait for the devil to harvest our lives! "

"Captain, what did you say?"

"The order is passed on, all the troops will be stationed in the two earthen huts at the end, and the vigilance will be doubled. Everyone cheers me up and is not allowed to close their eyes. The contact between the two earthen huts is every 3 minutes, and we must not give the enemy any more opportunities. "

"Hi!"

"In addition, pass the news to the headquarters and report all the weird situations in this village, especially this weird Eighth Route Army team of 18 people."

"Hi!"

Hirachi Ichiro looked at the sky that still had no signs of brightening, endured the fear deep in his heart, and prayed secretly, hoping that this dark night would pass faster!

The long night is fleeting, when the sky is still bright.

The anxious voice of the signal soldier sounded in the headquarters of the Japanese Army Brigade in Heyuan County.

The team leader Xiao Zuomu got up sleepily, "What's the matter?"

"Report, after Pingchi Squadron sent a message at four o'clock in the morning, there was no response at all."

This shocking news made Xiao Zuomu sleepless again, "What's going on?"

The messenger said: "At four o'clock in the morning, the Pingchi Squadron received news that they had chased the Eighth Route Army to a strange village called Gongzhufen.

They saw a lot of coffins in that village. The village was very strange, and many soldiers died along the way. Because the night was so cold, the Pingchi Squadron could not withdraw from the Princess Tomb, so they stationed in the mud houses of the people in the Princess Tomb, but were attacked by the Eighth Route Army. sneak attack.

Squadron leader Pingchi Ichiro believed that the Eighth Route Army squad with only about 20 people attacked them, but the combat effectiveness of this squad was really terrifying.

In the end, Squadron Captain Hirachi Ichiro decided to stick to the two earthen huts until dawn.

There was no more news after that. "

"Pingchi Squadron is also destroyed!"

Xiao Zuomu slumped on his chair. In a remote area, a few small villages, and at most two squadrons of the Eighth Route Army, they wiped out one of his reinforced squadrons and one reinforced squadron successively.

What kind of team is that?

Xiao Zuomu tried his best to calm himself down, and asked, "Did Hirachi Ichiro send back any news, what kind of unit is that from the Eighth Route Army?"

The signal soldier said: "No, they didn't catch anyone alive from this team."

"After fighting for a long time, a squadron is gone, and I don't know which team the opponent is, trash!"

Xiao Zuomu cursed angrily, but this 18-member Eighth Route Army team made him think. He remembered that before he was stationed in Heyuan County, the chiefs in the headquarters also mentioned the terrifying Eighth Route Army that he had encountered. Small combat troops.

The headquarters of the 21st Brigade seems to have fallen into the hands of that team.