Rise From Eight Hundred

It can only be said that the location of the negotiation venue chosen by China is good.

There was no need to make any extra arrangements at all. The open space on the side of the negotiation table was ready. The Japanese and the two Westerners who were forced to the gaming table by Tang Dao could watch it without even moving their buttocks.

"Good boy, you kid is really looking for death! The regiment commander won't stage a headshot with a punch! Tsk, tsk, that's really bloody." Shen Laoliu, who was lying in the mountains four hundred meters away, couldn't help but raise his sight. He glanced at the two people who were already standing in the open space.

"You bastard Shen Laoliu, can you still do this as a mother-in-law? Who told you to watch the commander act like a monkey when you are on a mission?" Heizi's low roar came from ten meters away.

"You bitch, keep an eye on the little Japs for me. If anyone points the gun over there with ulterior motives, shoot him immediately. If there's not even a hair missing from the group, I'll skin him."

Even though there was an infantry battalion around him that was heavily fortified, Heizi was still worried that Tang Dao had been tricked by the Japanese. Didn't Tang Dao say that too! Japan is a nation that easily goes to extremes. What if someone is determined to trade a lieutenant general for a Tang sword?

In the eyes of the Japanese army, a lieutenant general may be like that, but in the eyes of the officers and soldiers of the Sixth Regiment, their regimental seat is unique. They cannot be replaced by a Japanese marshal, let alone a lieutenant general.

Therefore, the scouts of the Si Xing Regiment did not dare to be careless at all. Although they were all on the periphery, there were at least a dozen sniper rifles with scopes aimed at the Japanese army. If they found any rash action among the Japanese army, they would not wait for them to arrest them. Pull the trigger, and precise bullets will kill them on the spot.

Shimizu Xiucheng, who walked in front of Tang Dao, took off the katana hanging from his waist, inserted the scabbard into the ground, took a deep look at Tang Dao who stood ten meters away opposite him with bare hands, and said calmly: "Colonel Tang, I said that you will pay the price for your words and deeds. Don't worry, I will not kill you. I will only return all the humiliation you have given me to you in front of your subordinates."

"Haha, I've said it before, I only know how to do it." Tang Dao stretched out his fist, "The last guy who really liked to beep in front of me was called Fujiwara Senio. Finally, you know why he No more beeping?”

Qingshui Xiucheng narrowed his eyes and did not answer, because he knew that Tang Dao would not have anything good to say.

Tang Dao grinned, revealing his snow-white teeth, and smiled brightly: "Because, he knelt down, and the distance was too far. No matter how loud the beep was, I couldn't hear it."

"Baga! What a shameless statement." Qingshui Xiucheng roared.

The Japanese Army Shaozuo knew that it was important to keep a clear mind during battle, but he just couldn't do it. Tang Dao could easily arouse the anger in his heart, and he grasped that point very accurately.

Maybe, they are the two people who are destined to meet!

Then, in my mind, I still regarded Tang Dao as a certain man that I must meet in my destiny, and I really wanted to kneel down.

The person opposite was obviously smiling so much that people wanted to hit him, but the next moment, the smile was still on his face, but here he went straight to it without saying hello, and kicked his toes as soon as they collapsed on the ground. He picked up a stone and flew towards Qingshui Xiucheng's face.

The word "despicable" was still in his throat, so Qingshui Xiucheng could only swallow it back and duck down to avoid the sudden flying rocks.

Otherwise, you will be instantly killed in one encounter.

"Despicable!" Shimizu Xiucheng, who was almost kneeling on the ground when the Japanese collective gang was fighting outside, shouted out when they first met him.

Don't tell me, just for this on-the-spot reaction, Shimizu Hidejo's attainments in ninjutsu are definitely much better than his brain.

While dodging the rocks, Qingshui Xiucheng put his hand on the ground, twisted his body strangely a few times, and did several side flips in a row and was ten meters away from Tang Dao.

Obviously, while avoiding the flying rocks, Qingshui Xiucheng also guarded against the possibility of Tang Dao taking advantage of the opportunity to attack. A few side flips are not only fancy and pretty, they are also extremely practical. Most people have no idea where his next move will be. It is definitely a good move to get rid of pursuit.

Unfortunately, he thought too much.

Tang Dao, who kicked out flying rocks, did not move at all. Instead, he put away his fist and looked at the Japanese ninjutsu master who was showing off his "talent" with a smile. He laughed and said: "Haha! How can there be such a thing on the battlefield? What is fair and aboveboard? Defeating the enemy is the real thing.

How about it? Shimizu Hidejo Shaozuo, now you know how Fujiwara Senio was beaten to his knees! Don't mention it, if those tricks you just did were placed under the Jincheng overpass, you wouldn't have to worry about making a living just by placing a bowl. "

"Haha!" Rostav couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw that Tang Dao's lips and tongue were as sharp as a knife and he could make fun of the dead.

Obviously, the wealthy man didn't care about the outcome of his bet. What he wants is a duel between the two most famous martial arts in the Far East.

Japanese ninjutsu VS Chinese martial arts is indeed very interesting, especially for a Westerner who has only seen you punch me and I will punch you back to see who can resist better.

Qingshui Xiucheng, who was suddenly "fertilized" and jumped ten meters away, was not as embarrassed and angry as the Japanese imagined. Instead, he stood up straight and stared at Tang Dao again, "What Colonel Tang said just now is indeed a good word." , Qingshui Xiucheng was taught.”

Unexpectedly, the Japanese ninjutsu master showed weakness first.

The two Japanese young leftists who were still shouting that Tang Dao was despicable were speechless at the same time. What's going on in Qingshui Xiucheng? They just threw a small stone at you, and you got scared?

As the saying goes, "A layman can only see the fun, an expert can only see the secrets!"

Tang Dao's kick, in the eyes of outsiders, was just a stone kicked away. Even if it was a bit clever, it was just a precise kick. But in the eyes of a master like Qing Shui Xiucheng who had practiced ninjutsu for more than 20 years, it was already an extremely clever skill.

Although Qing Shui Xiucheng did not seem to take Tang Dao seriously in his previous words, in fact, he had already regarded Tang Dao as a great enemy in his heart. Not many people would use a duel with him to determine the negotiation conditions after knowing his background. Those who can do so are either fully confident of dealing with him, or they are fools.

Obviously, Tang Dao cannot be.

His IQ is higher than 80% of the people present. All his actions are paving the way for himself to gain greater benefits in the next negotiations. This is also the main reason why the Chinese theater command let him, a small colonel, serve as the deputy head of the negotiation team.

This was the conclusion that Qingshui Xiucheng came to after getting off the car and having a brief contact with Tang Dao. The senior intelligence officer of the Japanese army who had caused a misunderstanding was not actually brainless. The beating from reality seemed to have opened up his Ren and Du meridians, and his brain became more and more agile, otherwise he would not have been promoted from lieutenant to at least left in the next few years.

There are left-handed officers and even generals in the Japanese army, but the premise is that they have a big family behind them. Those who are born in civilians and reach this position are all elites.

Therefore, since walking into the field, Qingshui Xiucheng has raised his alert value to the highest level.

And when he reaches Qingshui Xiucheng's level, when facing the enemy, guarding against the enemy's moves is not to see whether the opponent punches or kicks, otherwise it will be too late. They see the changes in the enemy's muscles and the flow of qi and blood. Only in this way can they anticipate the enemy and take the initiative.

However, even if 90% of his spirit is on Tang Dao, his muscles all over his body have not changed at all, and the flow of qi and blood is also normal, but Tang Dao still kicked out.

With just a flick of his toes, a stone weighing half a pound flew over like a cannonball. Even if he ducked to avoid it, the gust of wind that passed by half a foot above Hideki Shimizu's head told him that if he was hit by the stone, he would die on the spot, or he would be a fool in the future.

That means that Tang Dao did not mobilize the strength of any other muscles in his body, and only used the strength of his toes to kick out a stone that was as big as a cannonball.

To be honest, Hideki Shimizu had never seen such a terrible master.

As for his immediate superior Fujiwara Sen'o, with his family background and reputation, he didn't need to show off anything, which was enough for a group of elite Japanese soldiers to worship him. Hideki Shimizu directly classified Tang Dao and Fujiwara Sen'o as perverts of the same level.

Since Tang Dao was so awesome in Hideki Shimizu's mind, why did Hideki Shimizu dare to stand in front of Tang Dao?

The reason is very simple. He doesn't need to defeat Tang Dao. He only needs to force Tang Dao to take a few steps back. He will win, and at least he can recover the weight he lost in Okabe Saburo's heart.

After all, what Lieutenant General Okabe Saburo wants is the momentum to compete with the Chinese, not to be suppressed by Tang Dao all the time.

Although Qingshui Xiucheng has become humble, it does not mean that Tang Tuanzuo is a humble gentleman. To the Japanese, Tang Dao has always been "Even if you call me daddy, I can only work harder!"

"Don't be taught or not. No matter how humble you are, I will beat you so hard that your mother can't recognize you. Mr. Lou Dehua's 100 submachine guns are worth a lot of money." Tang Dao hooked his finger at Qingshui Xiucheng, and his words made Qingshui Xiucheng want to get excited.

With a wrong foot, he ran quickly and took the initiative to attack Tang Dao.

This is a rural wilderness, but it is flatter, but there is no future cement hardened road surface. Shimizu Hideki's feet were not as light as the legendary Japanese ninjas. Instead, his feet in military boots dragged on the ground. The violent friction sound produced by the iron nails embedded in the soles of the shoes and the ground spread far in the wilderness. One can also imagine the force exerted on his feet.

Correspondingly, dust was flying. From the perspective of Okabe Saburo and others, as Shimizu Hideki's figure moved forward as fast as lightning, the dust raised behind him was like a long gray-yellow dragon, which made Shimizu Hideki's figure strange and fierce.

Moreover, Shimizu Hideki's figure rushing towards Tang Dao was not straight. In high-speed movement, it was difficult to predict left and right. For ordinary people, the best way to face such a strange enemy is to retreat repeatedly in order to find the direction of his attack and then block it.

But obviously, Tang Dao, who had boasted, could not retreat. He could only find his true attack direction in the dust deliberately stirred up by Shimizu Hideki.

"Youxi!" Okabe Saburo's eyes showed admiration.

Rostav's blue eyes flashed with surprise, and all the contempt he had for the Japanese soldier named Shimizu Hidejo was put away because of Tang Dao's joke.

Although this guy was a little bit unclean, the one he showed proved that his skills were absolutely first-class. This was when he didn't have a knife in his hand. If he had a knife, he would definitely be a terrifying killer.

The Japanese ninjutsu masters really have their own unique features. In the future, you must be careful when dealing with these guys. Otherwise, these guys will give you enough face on the surface and send assassins of this level in secret. You can't guarantee your absolute safety with just a small pistol.

Qingshui Xiucheng's move really boosted the Japanese side's morale. The two staff officers were so stimulated that they shouted loudly to cheer for their compatriots, which surprised Brigadier General Tian and Rostav at the strange Japanese ninjutsu.

But for the special forces of the Four Lines Regiment who were observing the changes in the field from a distance, this was nothing! What's the matter, you stirred up so much dust, don't you squint yourself? Mingxin, who was temporarily acting as Tang Dao's personal guard and standing outside the field, curled his lips in disdain. That's it? Not to mention Tang Tuanzuo, if it were him, he would slash with a sword, and the faster the opponent rushed over, the faster he would die.

To put it bluntly, Qingshui Xiucheng's move was far more fancy than practical for these soldiers.

And Tang Dao, who was standing in the field, looked at Qingshui Xiucheng who was rushing towards him with the dust stirred up by his feet, and wanted to laugh.

This is not the first time he has dealt with the so-called ninjutsu. The future Tang Dao has encountered ninjutsu masters in the World Special Forces Competition. He has a good understanding of both theory and practice.

Japanese ninjutsu is not about who can take more beatings, but a complete set of spy intelligence technology systems, including: tracking, reconnaissance, intelligence, bodyguards, assassinations and other aspects. They can fly over eaves and walls, run on the sand without making any sound; hold their breath in the water for up to five minutes, and stay underwater for a day and a night with special equipment, etc.

Compared with Japanese martial arts that focus on improving physical potential, ninjutsu is undoubtedly a more practical killing skill. In particular, ninjas temper their will through the practice of Eastern Secret Methods, and their spirit becomes extremely pure and tough, and their potential in the body will be developed to the maximum extent. It can completely eliminate the confusion and fear of the mind and devote full attention to the battle.

To put it bluntly, compared with warriors, ninjas are more like cockroaches who like to hide in the dark, relying on their tenacious spirit and their skills in sneak attacks to launch fatal attacks on the enemy.

For example, the one in front of him, although it was an open duel, he still had to use dust to cover his body. It was just a habit. If he didn't hide himself, he would feel uncomfortable all over!

Tang Dao has been standing in the field, his straight body was motionless, just squinting his eyes, allowing Qingshui Xiucheng, who didn't pay attention to hygiene and made the whole field full of smoke and miasma, to be mysterious.

Squinting is not because he cares too much, but because the dust is too big, it is easy to be blinded by the dust without squinting. This is the only effect of the dirty Qingshui Xiucheng's trick.

What is the difference between the two? The gap between the two people in the field has been widened.

Of course, the premise is that Tang Dao must repel Qingshui Xiucheng's attack, otherwise, it will become a typical case of pretending to be powerful but being beaten!

Feeling that his momentum was almost accumulated and he was less than one meter away from Tang Dao, Qingshui Xiucheng didn't care whether Tang Dao was really powerful or just pretending. He used his palm as a knife and suddenly stabbed Tang Dao's ribs.

Although the ribs have more bones, they are also the vital parts of the human body. When suddenly hit hard, most people tend to bend down because of the severe pain. This is why boxers in the boxing ring will bend their arms to block their heads and protect their ribs with their elbows. Once they bend down, their heads will be exposed to the opponent's attack range.

For a high-level ninja, if a hand knife hits, it may break the ribs and pierce the flesh, not to mention the subsequent more ruthless blows.

A cruel light flashed in Qingshui Xiucheng's eyes.

Although he couldn't kill this disgusting Chinese army colonel on Chinese territory, he could let him know that ninjutsu is different from martial arts.

Strength, sometimes, does not mean everything.

Then, he was greeted by a big foot wearing long leather boots.

Long riding boots are a must for officers above the rank of colonel in the Chinese Army. They are not only for being handsome, but also for protecting the calves when riding horses and for providing adequate protection for the feet in the rainy season.

However, the individual equipment of the Sixing Regiment is still focused on combat, and there has been no systematic improvement of military uniforms and military boots. In order to reflect the unity of officers and soldiers, Tang Dao usually wears cloth shoes and leggings like ordinary officers and soldiers. The long riding boots they are wearing now are the ones that Brigade Commander Geng forced Tang Dao to wear after searching the Second War Zone Command for a pair of suitable boots in order to improve Tang Dao's style during negotiations.

The long riding boots equipped by the Chinese Army are actually designed based on the long military boots of the German Army. The long military boots equipped by the German Empire Army have a U-shaped iron sheet inlaid on the toes and heels, and there are dozens of iron spikes on the soles. They are very heavy and can be used as weapons when swung. Because the Chinese are shorter, the U-shaped iron sheet is removed, but the iron spikes are retained.

Having said so much, I just want to say that Tang Dao's kick was not only powerful, but also very hard. Even a stone could be cracked by this kick.

Seeing that his hand knife was only 30 centimeters away from Tang Dao's ribs, Qingshui Xiucheng's cruel and tragic eyes were replaced by horror.

Tang Dao's leg seemed to have been waiting for him to hit it, and it appeared under his abdomen from an impossible angle.

But Qingshui Xiucheng knew that it was not that Tang Dao had been waiting there, but that the speed of his kick was too fast. And he waited until his moves were old and could no longer be changed, and then his leg moved.

Encountering such a kick in a flash, Qingshui Xiucheng, who finally reacted, could only do it to get up.

Don't get it wrong, it is to try to mobilize the remaining strength and try to make the abdominal muscles get up.

That is, playing head-on with a big-footed man wearing a boot studded with iron nails, what will be the consequence...

This is because Tang Dao didn't want to kick him to death, otherwise the kick would have hit his crotch. How can Qingshui Xiucheng become stronger than the sole of a boot?

However, Qingshui Xiucheng, who was forced to be stronger, didn't want to say that he was tied up!