Rise From Eight Hundred

"Yoshi!" Lin Muqingyuan was slightly surprised, then his face was filled with joy.

Since the beginning of 39 years, especially in the southern Hebei region, it is too difficult to capture a living Chinese regular army prisoner, especially such elite soldiers.

The division headquarters even promised a huge reward, promising that the capture of a Chinese non-commissioned officer would be rewarded with 100 yen for a lieutenant, and 500 yen for a colonel.

Moreover, even if a Chinese intelligence officer is caught in the city, whether he is from the military control of the mountain city or from the underground organization in southern Hebei, the division headquarters rarely executes him.

It's not that the front army has become merciful, but that these people are needed as bargaining chips. In the last battle of Panzhai, the Chinese captured more than a hundred imperial officers and soldiers, and more than a hundred people were captured in a month of "cleansing the countryside".

Commander Duo Tianjun has already started the army's sweep and killing of Chinese civilian villages. How can the Chinese be polite? If anyone knew that the Imperial Army had killed prisoners of war or intelligence personnel, the next day, more than five times as many heads dripping with blood would be hung on the trees on both sides of the avenue outside the city occupied by the Imperial Army.

It seemed that after more than 24 hours, it was no longer fresh.

This caused great psychological pressure on ordinary officers and soldiers of the Empire and even low-level officers. After all, they were the ones who went to the front line to participate in the battle. They were not afraid of dying on the battlefield for the Empire, which was the fate of the Imperial soldiers, but they were afraid that their heads would be chopped off and their souls would not be able to return to their hometown.

After several consecutive times, there were even cases of Imperial officers and soldiers who executed prisoners disobeying orders.

Under such pressure, even Lieutenant General Yoshio Shinozuka, who was as cruel as him, had to choose to contact the Chinese underground organization in private, hoping to exchange prisoners of war and captured intelligence personnel for their own captured personnel.

The Chinese agreed, and the specific details were still being discussed in secret, but this did not slow down the 10th Division's continued firm implementation of the "Clearing the Countryside Operation" set by Commander Duo Tianjun.

Although this Chinese soldier killed as many as 23 soldiers under Lin Muqingyuan, from the bottom of his heart, Lin Muqingyuan did not hate him much. When two armies fight on the battlefield, life and death are determined by fate. If he is willing to surrender, Lin Muqingyuan will be happy to receive a 100 yen bonus and use it to exchange for the life of an imperial colleague.

But out of caution, Lin Muqingyuan did not move forward rashly, but waved his hand. Several Japanese soldiers approached carefully and used the wooden beams obtained from the village as battering rams to hit the earth wall about two meters high.

In the crazy continuous collision of the two groups of Japanese soldiers, the earth wall made of rammed loess, which was not very strong, finally collapsed.

In the dust, a bloody Chinese soldier sat in the middle of the yard, smoking a cigarette that was about to burn his fingers calmly.

"You little devils are too cautious. I've been fighting you for a day and a night. What ammunition do I have left? Believe it or not, you only need to give me another magazine. You still can't break into this small courtyard without paying five lives." The Chinese soldier, whose blood had almost dried up and who even had difficulty standing up, looked at the five or six Japanese soldiers who were gradually surrounding him with rifles. He was not afraid at all, but looked disdainful.

The murderous momentum of several Japanese soldiers was embarrassed, because what the Chinese soldier who had lost any ability to resist said was right.

The precise shooting skills of the Chinese soldiers made the Japanese soldiers dare not be careless at all. Even if he threw a rifle, how could they know if he had other weapons in his hand?

Moreover, several Chinese wounded soldiers had exploded with grenades in succession. The Japanese soldiers did not dare to approach easily without pushing down the wall surrounding the courtyard.

"I admit your bravery, but you still made tactical mistakes, which led to the annihilation of the isolated army. In this regard, I can only say that your army has warriors who can match the Great Japanese Army, but there is no good commander." Lin Muqingyuan, who was standing 20 meters away, roared from afar.

As the captain of the infantry squadron, he must not allow this Chinese elite who killed more than 20 of his men to attack his soldiers psychologically. The fact that the battle loss was as high as 4 to 1 was irrefutable. He had to admit the bravery of the other party, but with the elimination of the other party's last fortress and the last resistance, it clearly proved that the brigade's tactics were correct.

From the final result, the brigade's tactical goal has been achieved, even if it has paid a heavy enough sacrifice.

"Haha! Is that so? Only you and your superiors think so? As my commander said: The Japanese nation has been trapped in a corner for two thousand years, and it is destined that their vision and pattern will not be very far-sighted!" Lin Peng's face was more sarcastic.

"Asshole, how can you defeated generals criticize the brilliant civilization of our Yamato nation? Look at you China, you occupy such a large fertile land, but you stay in the glory of your ancestors and stay complacent. When the whole world is rushing on the road of industrial revolution, what are you doing?

In the past hundred years, opium and tobacco have become your dreams of intoxicating on the bed. The so-called elites' struggle for power and profit has led to years of civil war and people's misery. How can you talk about vision and pattern for a nation like you?" Lin Muqingyuan blushed and refuted the Chinese soldier in front of him who definitely didn't read much books with his little knowledge.

At that time, the illiteracy rate in China was as high as 90%, while in Japan at the same time, the literacy rate was as high as 90%. Even Goryeo under Japanese rule had a literacy rate of 40%, which was one of the key factors for Japan's rapid development after the war.

Lin Muqingyuan believed that this Chinese soldier, who was definitely born as a peasant, would be speechless in front of the iron-clad historical facts he presented.

Captain Lin Muqingyuan, who graduated from the Japanese Army Academy, was somewhat different from those Japanese soldiers who advocated conquering China by force. He was more inclined to conquer this country spiritually.

Otherwise, no matter how long they occupied this land, they could not completely erase the fact that his Yamato people were once a subordinate nation of this country.

"Haha! You have read a few books and want to show off your skills in front of a farmer like me. My commander said: Yes, I must admit that my country and nation are sick, even to the point of being terminally ill and having to break it down, but the people who can overthrow it and start over will never be any outsiders, but only ourselves.

As you just said, you achieved your tactical goal and conquered Zhaojiazhuang, where more than 60 Chinese soldiers died. But in the land of southern Hebei, there are no less than hundreds of places like Zhaojiazhuang. I would like to ask you, how many people in your 10th Division are there? Is it enough to come in?

In the vast land of China, there are probably hundreds of places called Zhaojia Village, Zhaojiazhuang, and Zhaojiawan. There are still 99 surnames waiting for you. If you follow this exchange ratio, let alone your North China Front Army, even the whole of Japan will be filled in. Is it enough?

In China, let alone one for four, using the calculation of our superiors, even if it is five for one, ten for one, our 400 million compatriots can also exchange more dogs than people on your Japanese island. "Lin Peng laughed out loud, as if the Japanese army captain who was trying hard to pretend to be cool and debate with him was a joke.

Lin Muqingyuan was cold all over!

He wanted to say that the Chinese soldier in front of him was forcing himself to argue, but his clear logical thinking told him that this was the fact.

China's land is really too vast and the population base is too large. Their weapons and equipment are more than one level lower than the empire, but every time they fight, they can invest twice or even three times the troops to fight the imperial army.

In every battle, the Empire would publicize the annihilation of hundreds of thousands of Chinese troops. If the Empire had suffered such a loss, it would basically have declared defeat and surrendered. But what about China? In two years, both sides had fought more than 10 battles with hundreds of thousands of troops. Even if they failed, they could still deploy more than 500,000 troops each time.

This terrifying war potential is far beyond the reach of the Empire.

"Shut up, it's impossible for everyone to be brave enough to sacrifice their lives for their country. Just like you, sir, didn't you surrender to our army after running out of ammunition!" Lin Muqingyuan walked forward a few meters in anger, almost forgetting the rule that he, the supreme commander, should not be too close to the Chinese soldier before he was tied up.

"You can't determine the exact number of our troops here, but it's just because some of the remains are broken and can't be pieced together, right!" Lin Peng's eyes showed strong sadness.

"That's right!"

"That's because when our troops arrived in southern Hebei, many brothers took the initiative to apply for something called 'glory bullets'. That was the last glory we left for ourselves." As he spoke, Lin Peng stretched his hand to his chest.

"Kill him, kill him!" Lin Muqingyuan was like a cat with its fur blown off, feeling that his hair had pierced through his helmet.

He didn't know what 'glory bullets' were, but he had seen at least two Chinese soldiers stretch their hands to their chests after being stabbed in the body by their own soldiers with bayonets, and then the explosive energy comparable to several grenades tore the Chinese soldier and at least four of their colleagues into pieces.

The flesh and blood of the Chinese and Japanese mixed together, making it impossible to tell them apart. Even if they didn't want to merge with each other like this when they were alive, the terrible explosives helped them do it.

The Japanese soldiers around fell down one after another, and the few Japanese soldiers less than five meters away from Lin Peng were all veterans. When they heard the order, they opened fire without hesitation.

Five bullets hit Lin Peng's chest, making his broad and thick chest look like a deflated leather bag, visibly shrunken.

But no large amount of blood gushed out, even though the aorta near his heart had been pierced by the bullet.

That was because Lin Peng had lost more than one-third of his blood, and it was a miracle that he could hold on until now.

Lin Peng, who was hit by several bullets, fell down, but his eyes were full of mockery, mocking the dozens of Japanese soldiers who had been scared to death by just one move.

But Lin Muqingyuan didn't care about shame, looking at the Chinese soldiers who had fallen to the ground with mockery in their eyes, he just felt a bone-chilling cold.

He understood that the other party didn't have any so-called "glory bullet" at all!

From mocking Japan at the beginning to deliberately mentioning the glory bullet at the end, it was actually just a purpose, to let him kill him.

That person didn't want to be a prisoner, but he had indeed run out of bullets, and he couldn't even move normally. If he dragged it on, he would find something unusual sooner or later.

So, he used the enemy's bullets and successfully ended his life.

From the beginning, he, a captain of the Imperial Army, fell into the opponent's trap and helped him achieve his wish.

But what really frightened Lin Muqingyuan was not that this Chinese soldier, whose eyes were about to lose his life, actually played him, a top student who graduated from the Imperial Japanese Military Academy, in the palm of his hand, but that he and his colleagues really did what their superiors said, to exchange their lives for their own.

Originally, he didn't believe that all Chinese people would do this, but these Chinese soldiers did it.

And if there are more than one million or even tens of millions of such people, will the empire really be forced to send all the young and strong people in the country to the battlefield and eventually become the exchange of tragedy?

Then who will reproduce the offspring?

Lin Muqingyuan's worries really appeared in the past time and space. In 1940, among the marriageable population in Japan in their twenties and thirties, there were nearly 1 million more men than women. But after the war, because of the loss of more than 3 million young and strong people, the ratio of marriageable men and women reached an astonishing 1:1.

For this reason, the Japanese government promoted the theory of early marriage and early childbearing to revitalize the country everywhere, and also promulgated the "Outline of the Population Policy for Confirming Production", which lowered the marriage age of women from 16 to 13 years old, and they must get married, otherwise they will be punished economically, or even forced to give birth, preferably to 5 children.

And in order to stimulate male hormones and get men to move, Japan's future world-leading industry has developed rapidly with the strong support of the government.

Who would have thought that the real reason why no one's youth was like Mr. Cang and Mr. Maze in those years was that Japan fought a war and was tragically defeated.

Zhao Xiaoni, who was in the room, looked at Lin Peng with his back to her through the small hole in the earth wall shot by bullets with tearful eyes. She bit her lips tightly and tried her best not to make a sound of grief.

She knew that if Brother Lin walked out of this room, he would die, but now she saw him fall in front of her only five or six meters away, and she could only watch helplessly. Her heart was really broken.

It turned out that there was a kind of sadness that could really make people feel heartbroken. Zhao Xiaoni finally deeply understood what heartbreak was.

For her, the best medicine to cure this kind of heartbreak was to rush out and die with Brother Lin.

In the underground, she could tell him that she liked Brother Lin and wanted to marry him as his wife.

There should be no abominable military regulations!

There, Brother Lin could hug her with his arms that could carry dozens of kilograms of water!

There, she could wear a red wedding dress for him!

But Zhao Xiaoni couldn't. She promised Brother Lin that she would live to tell him the outcome of the war and what China would look like in the future.

Although Brother Lin never showed it, Zhao Xiaoni knew that Brother Lin should also like her. Before leaving, he gave her his most precious Black Star pistol, which still had his warm body temperature.

How much Zhao Xiaoni wanted to see Brother Lin's face again! She tried hard to remember it. She was afraid that she would forget it and that she would not be able to find him when she went to the underworld that day.

But Zhao Xiaoni knew that Brother Lin would not look back, because he didn't want the Japanese army to know that there was someone he cared about in the house, even if there was a slight possibility.

Lin Muqingyuan walked over with some heavy steps, staring at Lin Peng who was already in a dying state, staring at Lin Peng's eyes that were still full of mockery.

"You are really the most tenacious opponent I have ever seen. Until this moment, you are still trying to provoke me and deceive me, right?" Lin Muqingyuan, who squatted down, said softly.

"You think I am one of my dull and stupid colleagues who insulted your corpse out of anger because you played a trick on me, and because the bloody smell here is too strong, I chose to leave without searching carefully, so the people hiding in this room were able to escape, right!

Sorry, I think you are disappointed. I know there must be a tunnel in this room. I will dig three feet into the ground here to see who you, a stubborn opponent, want to protect in the end. I am really curious!"

"Huh!" Lin Peng exhaled the last breath of his life.

His eyes were full of reluctance.

"Go search!" Lin Muqingyuan waved his hand regretfully.

If his intuition is correct, he finally won a game against this Chinese soldier, but this person died too quickly. It's really a pity that he didn't see the final outcome!

Zhao Xiaoni took a last look at the hole and turned back to get into the tunnel under the earthen kang.

"Boom!" A loud noise.

The two Japanese soldiers who kicked the door open and walked into the room were sent out by the blast at a much faster speed than they entered.

Lin Muqingyuan, who was five or six meters away from the house and was also covered in blood from the debris blown out by the explosion, was supported by his subordinates and struggled to get up. Looking at the collapsed house, his face was ashen.

Even though the Chinese soldier was dead, he still dug a big hole for him.

No wonder he didn't have any so-called glorious bullets, because he left the glorious bullets in the house and successfully killed two more imperial soldiers.

Not only did he not want to be captured, but he was also a deadly bait. Only when he died would they let down their guard.

In front of this Chinese soldier, he and his subordinates were pure 50 big idiots!

Perhaps, only Zhao Xiaoni knew that it was her elder brother Lin who set up the last line of defense for her.

The glory bomb made of cyclone explosives is as powerful as three grenades. The glory bomb placed under the main load-bearing wall is mainly intended to destroy the entire house and kill the Japanese soldiers who broke in. It was just a matter of convenience.

Lin Muqingyuan's thought was just his thought, so he only guessed the beginning but not the end.

The Japanese army wanted to dig up the collapsed house and then dig a tunnel, which would take at least two or three hours!

The Japanese also didn't have much time.

On the battlefield outside Zhaojiazhuang, the charge has sounded!

There will always be some people who fall before dawn!

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PS: This chapter is dedicated to the Chinese soldiers who sacrificed their lives on the eve of victory. They welcomed the dawn with their blood and lives, and we can finally bask in the sunshine. Although "Border Wanderer" is a cyber science fiction, it is also passionate! You have to believe in the power of inheritance. ()