Rise From Eight Hundred

Actually, Tang Dao is laughing!

He certainly knows what the soldier holding the old Hanyang gun means by his eyes.

However, Tang Dao doesn't blame him at all, on the contrary, he admires him a little.

With a powerful enemy at hand, there is no need to worry too much, not to mention that the captured spy has so many suspicious points, even if there is only a little suspicion, he will be killed.

As a soldier, he must first ensure that he and his comrades can survive the battlefield that is about to begin, and he does not need to be responsible for more people.

However, Tang Dao is not a spy, so he will naturally not be killed!

"Hehe, little brother, this is not how you use a gun."

Before the soldier could react, the afterimage in his pupils was the 'spy' two meters away. He made a mistake in his footsteps, and his body was like a slippery loach, twisting strangely, and the hemp rope tied to his feet seemed to be non-existent, and he attacked him.

The spy was desperate, and the soldier reacted quickly. He quickly pulled the trigger with his right index finger and pulled the bolt with his left hand. However, when he aimed, he found that the desperate spy twisted his body again and hid beside Chuanzi who was still in a daze. If he wanted to shoot, the first person he would hit would definitely not be the spy.

"Chuanzi, get out of the way!" The soldier was very anxious.

As soon as he said this, he saw the spy who had just hidden beside Chuanzi stretched out a black thing.

How could he have a gun? The soldier's mind was unbelievable. Chuanzi and the others had clearly said that the spy had been searched by them, and the exquisite pistol was the best proof.

The mind was unwilling to admit it, but the body was very honest. At the moment when this thought just came up, the soldier's body, which had been tempered in several battles, fell to one side involuntarily.

The muscle memory trained in the hail of bullets made this scout pioneer out of the category of rookie.

With the enemy using Chuanzi as cover, he could only choose to dodge first instead of shooting at the damn spy.

The soldier was extremely regretful at that time. He was too careless. He should have pulled the bolt early and pointed the muzzle at the big guy. Otherwise, how could he fall into such a dilemma?

However, the soldier was no longer a rookie. Although he had only been in the army for two years, he had fought against the Shanxi Suiyuan Army and the Japanese. A few months ago, he even participated in the Battle of Qigeng Village and killed a devil soldier with his own hands. He had basically become the third person in the infantry squad.

Quickly abandoning the useless regret, he desperately thought about how to kill this cunning and powerful "spy" in his mind!

But his strong body had stabilized his balance and tried hard to keep the muzzle pointed at the enemy. That was the most basic quality of an elite soldier.

However, a hand suddenly appeared, grasped the gun barrel, and lifted it up. The soldier instinctively pulled the trigger, but the bullet shot high into the air. Before he could do anything else, a huge force came, and the elite soldier lost his weapon painfully.

The soldier roared and rushed forward, but he rushed to nothing, and was dragged by a hand, and his feet were tripped. The whole person was completely unbalanced and fell to the ground. A foot stepped hard on his back. The humiliation was secondary. The important thing was that the force was so great that he couldn't get up at all.

Then, there was a "bang" gunshot, followed by another, and then another, three consecutive gunshots. The interval between each gunshot was definitely no more than half a second. If the elite soldier didn't know that the gun used by the spy was his beloved old sleeve, he would even think that he had robbed a submachine gun.

There was no fourth shot, because the elite soldier knew that he had only loaded four bullets in total, plus the one he fired earlier, and there were no more bullets in the gun. That was the five bullets awarded to him by the platoon leader after he killed a Japanese soldier last time, but he secretly left a bullet in the magazine, in his chest pocket, that was the last bullet, which he would use only as a last resort.

It was over, he killed his three comrades, the elite soldier tried desperately to resist, but his foot was as heavy as Mount Tai and could not move.

Despair, extremely desperate!

The elite soldier certainly knew why his three comrades had no chance to shoot, the reason was too simple, they were only responsible for scouting the movements of the Japanese army, not going to fight, the regiment had strictly stipulated that each person would only be issued five bullets when they went to the battlefield, and he was the only one in the entire reconnaissance team who had five bullets, if he died or was injured, his comrades would "inherit" his bullets.

As a result of the lack of ammunition, the spy killed three soldiers who could have fought the Japanese army.

What kind of demon did Chuanzi, this idiot, bring? At that moment, the elite soldiers suddenly had a sudden enlightenment and figured out a lot of things in an instant. This spy was probably deliberately captured by Chuanzi and others. His purpose was just to find the main regular army. If he hadn't just indicated to kill him, he might have achieved his goal.

If such a person were allowed to reach the company headquarters or even the battalion headquarters or the regiment headquarters, and he suddenly attacked, how much loss would there be? Just thinking about it, my back was cold.

Using the lives of the four of them in exchange for the safety of the leaders, this is also a blessing in disguise!

That is, it is impossible to pass the location of the Japanese infantry squadron to the company commander and others. What a pity!

The elite soldiers stopped struggling and closed their eyes and waited for death!

"Don't be nervous, Chuanzi! I just taught them how to shoot." Tang Dao's voice, which was slightly lowered, was heard by the elite squad leader who had lost all hope.

This devil, you beat them to death and still laugh at them. If the elite soldiers could still move, they would tear that demon into pieces.

From grabbing the gun to firing, Tang Dao's movements were so fast that no one had time to react. Kawako, who had obviously just reacted, pointed the blunderbuss behind his back at Tang Dao, his face flushed. He yelled angrily: "You bastard traitor, drop your gun, or I will shoot."

The other half-grown men also reacted at this time. Regardless of whether they were holding spears or blunderbuss, they all aimed at Tang Dao with murderous intent!

The highly nervous militiamen did not see the other three regular soldiers standing there dumbfounded. Tang Dao's three shots all hit their military caps. Each of the three military caps had a small gap between their heads. Hole, the burning heat of the bullet that they just felt on their scalp. Maybe only they themselves know how close they were to death.

What the 'spy' just said about teaching them how to shoot was really literal! This pistol technique is indeed something they have never heard of or seen before!

"Hehe, then you can shoot, but I can smash his head first before shooting." Tang Dao smiled softly, and the lowered muzzle of the gun pressed against the head of the elite soldier at his feet.

"Kawako, shoot, shoot! His gun is out of bullets." The elite soldier opened his eyes angrily, wanting to yell to remind Kawako.

At such a close distance, the lethality of Kawako's bird gun will never be worse than that of the old sleeve. The iron sand covers a wider area, and even gods cannot hide from it.

However, I don't know what evil method the spy used. All his roars could only be muffled in his chest and he couldn't shout a single word.

"You let Brother Li go, and we promised to let you go! I promise in the name of the militia squad leader! As long as you keep your word, we won't hunt you down. But if you kill Brother Li, I will have to kill you to compensate him. Life!" Kawako's performance at this time was far beyond Tang Dao's expectations.

His hand holding the gun was steady, his expression was steady, and his words were even more steady.

Under no circumstances should you give up your weapons. This is in line with the warrior's philosophy. They even started negotiations. The exchange rule of one life for one life seemed to be a good deal.

On the screen, almost all the protagonists will give up their weapons for their beloved heroines or comrades, but in the end they can magically turn the tide. All the bad guys seem to have collectively broken their guns and are counterattacked by the unarmed protagonist and finally become Such a brainless situation as a scumbag can only be called a fool in reality.

If Tang Dao was the real enemy, he would kill everyone mercilessly the first moment he got the gun, and he would never be counterattacked by the enemy because of pretense at the last moment.

It's a pity that you have encountered ferocious beasts at most, but you don't know that human beings are far more terrifying than ferocious beasts! Looking at the young man from the mountain village who tried his best to hide his pain and sadness, appreciation appeared in Tang Dao's eyes. With this foundation and training, he would be a good soldier, but not now.

Now, in front of Tang Dao, a super soldier and commander of thousands of people, he is just a green cabbage!

Tang Dao smiled, a bit cruel.

"Haha, okay! Then let's count one, two, and three. Maybe I can see this big brother's brain blooming before I die. Although this old gun made by Hanyang is old, the power of the round-head bullet is not small. ! Tsk, there must be a big hole at such a close distance. I wonder if I can wrap the whole head with gauze when collecting the body!" Tang Dao's cruel words made Kawako's steady hand tremble slightly, and then he suddenly heard Tang Dao yelled: "One..."

"two......"

Don't listen to that devil, shoot, shoot, kill him! The elite warrior still roared unyieldingly in his heart, and the veins popping up on his forehead that he couldn't lift reflected the incomparable anger in his heart.

He knew that the devil was scaring Kawako. There were no bullets in his gun. Kawako only needed to shoot to end the nightmare.

However, he will be disappointed in the end.

Even an elite warrior like him would hesitate before such a dilemma, let alone a young man from a mountain village who was only eighteen or nineteen years old.

"Don't shoot, we'll let you go, don't shoot." Kawako finally gave in under Tang Dao's almost cruel threat.

At that moment, the extremely stubborn young man from the mountain village burst into tears!

He is not stupid. Such a long time is enough for him to figure out that everything was due to his negligence. The spy was deliberately caught by him. Otherwise, with the skills and cruel methods he just showed, how could he let him Five of them, little rookies who had never even been on the battlefield, were caught!

Extreme regret and a strong sense of guilt made him choose to give up. If the other party was a wolf, he would definitely shoot without hesitation, but the other party was not, so he wanted to take a gamble, betting that the other party also wanted to survive, but they still wanted to survive. There are 8 people. There is only one bullet at most in that gun. It can kill at most one more person. The remaining seven people can kill him no matter what!

This is the inner thought of the young man in the mountain village. He is simple and honest, but this is not the first time he has dealt with a ferocious beast, and he does not lack the courage to see blood.

"If you want me not to shoot, it's easy. Throw the gun to me. Throw it as far as you can. And you little brothers, your spears are scary. Don't play tricks on me. Throw them behind me. Then stand in a row and don't move." Tang Dao grinned again. "Of course, you big brothers, your rifle bullets are hard to come by. I advise you not to waste ammunition impulsively. It's better to throw them into the woods! Anyway, I only have one gun and I fired four bullets. You eight big men don't have to be afraid that I won't keep my promise, right? You'll be killed by a pile of people."

The smile from the devil actually looks good, but it makes people feel cold.

For the three regular soldiers who have been silent and thinking about how to kill the terrible enemy all the time, it is even more painful. The devil has blocked all their roads.

They all know that Li Dadao has five bullets in his hand. After firing four bullets, there is still one bullet left! As long as they dare to make trouble, one person must die. In their own territory, exchanging life for life, this is too much of a loss!

But what else can we do?

But what makes people feel a little calm is that the devil-like guy did not ask to throw the bird gun and rifle at him, either behind him or in the woods. The worst result is one life for one life. He fired three shots before, which was a scalp-grabbing gun, which also proved that he still wanted to negotiate after all, instead of fighting desperately!

This is also the main reason why the three regular soldiers are still standing there and not fighting for their lives at the first time. Otherwise, it would be Chuanzi, the militia squad leader, who would make the decision.

They don’t know that Tang Dao also cleverly disintegrated their desperate hearts with this mentality, including Chuanzi’s gang of little guys.

After all, he came to contact someone. What’s the matter with beating up all the regular soldiers and militiamen? We will fight the devils together in the future, right?

Moreover, when we know his identity in the future, with the eloquent and eloquent talent of the brigade commander Chen, he can take advantage of Tang Dao's bullying to blackmail Tang Dao. Tang Dao knows that the leader dares to make fun of the "teacher".

For the future, Tang Dao will definitely not fight this hard fight.

The three regular soldiers reacted first and threw their guns far away. Chuanzi also threw the bird gun back into the bushes, looking at Tang Dao with hatred, "We did it, you go! But if you are still in this mountain tomorrow, we will really catch you!"

The other few people holding the javelin and the bird gun were unwilling, but they could only throw them far away.

Now, only Tang Dao has a gun in his hand, and the guys can only clench their fists.

"Haha." Tang Dao suddenly laughed.

The smile made the eyelids of several militiamen and regular soldiers jump, and their nerves became highly tense again. Not having a gun does not mean that they have no fighting power. They are all young men in their prime. Even if they are malnourished, they can fight a black bear with bare hands if they fight hard.

But the next moment, everyone's eyes widened suddenly.

The next move of the spy was really too incredible.

It was even more unbelievable than what cruel things the spy who was too proud of himself was about to do.

The spy grabbed the elite soldier who was lying on the ground and patted him on the back. He threw the gun in his hand to the elite soldier who was also full of disbelief.

The brothers were still there, not one was missing. This was finally seeing that his three comrades were standing by the side intact, and Chuanzi and the others were not missing. The elite soldiers were ecstatic in their hearts, and then another ecstasy came again. The precious rifle that they would hug when they slept was thrown over like a piece of junk.

That action really looked like throwing junk.

"I've returned the gun to you, but you have to hold on tight, and don't let anyone take it away next time!" Tang Dao smiled.

Blurred? Haunted? Or, the spy went crazy? The militia and regular army were all stunned.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?" The elite soldier who suddenly regained his ability to move and hurriedly took over his precious rifle asked involuntarily.

"Don't you want to fight the Japanese devils? I'm interested, so I'll do a small exercise with you, but your current combat effectiveness seems to be average! If your leader knows about it, you will definitely be scolded, so I suggest that this matter ends here, and no one should mention it, what do you think?" The expression on Tang Dao's face at this time was even more hateful than when he threatened Chuanzi with a gun just now.

Is this a joke? The anger of the four soldiers who felt their dignity was damaged was completely uncontrollable.

The elite soldier was even more angry, not only because of Tang Dao's attitude, but also because four of his five precious bullets were wasted!

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