Rise From Eight Hundred

The six special forces led by Niu Er had actually been lurking in the XC area for a long time!

Except for Niu Er, who was still carrying the same Mosin-Nagant rifle, the other five were armed to the teeth!

In addition to the big sword on his back, Ming Xin actually wore a simple combat vest designed by Tang Dao, which was inserted with three Mauser pistol magazines and five submachine gun magazines. A submachine gun was carried diagonally on his back, and a Mauser pistol was inserted on his waist. The Taoist who trusted cold weapons very much also chose to equip two hot weapons with the most powerful firepower at this moment.

There was also a fire supporter who was carrying the same MG34 as Heizi. In order to enhance the support firepower of the special forces, Tang Dao handed over the only two MG34 machine guns in the whole regiment to them, which made Tang Dao miss the "Hitler Chainsaw" that should have been born a year later even more.

If all the light machine guns in the regiment were replaced with MG42, at least in the mountainous area, the Japanese army below the regiment would be completely beaten when they met the Four-Line Regiment.

However, this fire supporter was not as fierce as Heizi. He only had 1,000 bullets and 10 grenades in his backpack, which was his biggest load.

Uncle Han was not much better than Mingxin. In addition to two box guns hanging on his waist, he also carried a large bow, which was very rare. The quiver on his back was full of 12 large arrows.

This was the request he made to Tang Dao after he knew that he was selected to sneak into Licheng to perform combat missions. How could this bow be made in a short time? Tang Dao ordered the people in the regiment to search for hunters in a radius of dozens of miles and borrowed an ancestral hunting bow for him. It is said that this bow has shot a pig weighing 300 kilograms.

Uncle Han was quite satisfied with this bow. After seeing him shoot an arrow through a tree trunk as thick as a thigh a hundred meters away, Tang Dao couldn't help but wipe a cold sweat. He originally thought that this man was good at boxing and spearmanship. It seems that he still underestimated the masters of national martial arts at this time.

With this archery skill, it is more than enough to participate in the Olympics!

The long range and accurate shooting are fine, but the key is the amazing power. When I think that the iron arrowhead weighing dozens of grams will pass through the target's human muscles and destroy all the bones, blood vessels and nerves it touches, Tang Dao would rather take a shot.

The other two are also the best of the special squadron, with no less than three guns on their bodies!

It can be said that although there are only six people here, apart from the heavy firepower of mortars, the actual combat effectiveness is not inferior to the eight people on the side of Heizi, Shen Laoliu, and Lu Zhongda, and even wins in short-range combat effectiveness.

The main reason is that Mingxin and Uncle Han are in charge here!

In fact, according to the internal report, there are more than 150 Japanese baggage soldiers and two heavy machine guns stationed inside and outside the Japanese baggage warehouse in front of them, which was transformed from the former Licheng County Government Office. This force far exceeds the combat effectiveness of their six people.

Of course, the purpose of the six of them here is not to capture this baggage warehouse. The Japanese army will never destroy their own baggage warehouse unless it is absolutely necessary. Not every Japanese soldier has the courage to perish with the opponent. They just prevent the Japanese army from jumping off the wall.

Originally, the green signal flare appeared in the sky. After the battle at Wang's mansion started, the special forces led by Niu Er began to hunt down the Japanese army around the Japanese baggage warehouse.

Unexpectedly, the battle did not start as they imagined.

The intelligence officer of the 683rd Brigade who was responsible for connecting with them in the city informed them in a hurry that the Japanese were lining up to enter the XC area where a large number of civilians gathered. What the Japanese wanted to do, the intelligence officers who had dealt with the Japanese a lot almost knew without seeing the ending.

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After Qiliang Zhongyu escaped from the captured Wang's mansion through the tunnel, he did not immediately flee to the baggage depot with the largest number of troops in the city. He keenly felt that a large number of Chinese soldiers had already mixed into the city. He and his dozen people running wildly along the street were likely to become the target of Chinese lurkers.

Therefore, this clever old man ordered several communication staff to set out from two roads and notify the baggage depot in advance to send at least 50 people to meet him, so as to ensure the safety of him as the infantry captain.

This approach naturally minimized the degree of danger to him. Everything has its pros and cons, but it made the Japanese command in the entire Licheng paralyzed for a long time, fighting each other.

But for Qiliang Zhongyu, who cherished his life, this was undoubtedly worth it. Anyway, it was better to die than to die. What's more, he did not think that the Chinese army could capture the defense line he deployed in Licheng in less than an hour.

This is the legendary inertia of thinking. The Japanese Army Zhongzuo, who misjudged the opponent's combat effectiveness, will pay a huge price for this!

In fact, his several communication staff officers who were divided into two groups did not reach the baggage warehouse in the end. Two of them happened to meet "No-Brain" and "Unhappy". Their sensitivity to the yellow color of shit made them shoot and kill the two idiots immediately after they saw that they were equipped with the Type 14 Nambu pistol.

The other group unfortunately met Uncle Han who was holding a big bow and was about to hunt the Japanese soldiers outside the baggage warehouse. With the help of the glimmer of artillery fire, they shot arrows at a distance of 30 meters, one arrow hit one person's neck, and the other arrow hit another person's cheek. In the cold wind of the spring morning in northern China, the two lieutenant-level staff officers were like deer that were shot. They struggled and fluttered hard, but in the end they could not change the fate of death.

None of the Japanese baggage soldiers dared to go out of the fortifications to check on their colleagues who had been severely injured in Chichi. They screamed that they were just second-line soldiers and had no need or courage to worry about the hearts of the front-line men!

This also means that the waiting of the Japanese Army's center and left is destined to be lonely! It was difficult for his subordinates to get any effective command from him.

To use the exact words of an elder to commemorate Uncle Lu: Some people are alive, but in fact they are already dead!

But a Japanese army center left who is alive but doing nothing in Licheng is equivalent to dead to his subordinates. But to the Japanese soldiers in Shecheng and Lucheng, Licheng is still waiting for their rescue!

The Japanese army center left was in the hiding room. If he were not afraid of running out of batteries in the field radio, he could send a request for help ten times a minute...

That is to say, Lieutenant General Xiong Yuan, who is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, cannot see the appearance of his capable subordinate at this time, otherwise he must say: I will fuck you!

This actually means that all the current actions of the Japanese army are actually carried out according to the orders issued by this person 20 minutes ago. Regardless of whether they are in line with the current war situation or not, the supreme commander has given the order and it is just a matter of execution.

Among the three infantry squads still in the city, one infantry squad reinforced the brigade headquarters, another infantry squad reinforced the nearest city wall position, and another one went to drive away Chinese civilians to serve as shields for the front line!

A small team of about fifteen Japanese soldiers lit torches and mounted machine guns to garrison the existing sandbag fortifications at the street entrance, while there was a burst of shrill cries in the low-rise bungalows in the west city.

The Japanese army had already begun to drive away civilians from house to house and then rushed to the battlefield.

After receiving the news to temporarily abandon the baggage warehouse, Niu Er and Mingxin hid on a roof 200 meters away, looking at each other with anger in their eyes.

Although the two have not gotten along for a short time, they have enough tacit understanding at this time!

There are more than 100 little Japs at the baggage warehouse. Alerted by the gunshots, they have all entered the fortifications. It is impossible to make a sneak attack. But the Japs here have actually started to prey on the common people. So why don't you choose? Kill them. !

Niu Er made a gesture, Ming Xin nodded slightly, put his hand into his mouth, and let out a loud whistle!

Uncle Han, who was holding a big bow at the entrance of the alley below, had his white hair trembling slightly and a stern look in his eyes. He led three special forces lurking in the darkness and jumped into the small courtyard on the side. When Niu Er and Ming Xin arrived, the six of them passed by After a brief exchange, Niu Er and the machine gunner chose to stay and find the commanding heights, while the other four, led by Ming Xin, quietly blended into the night and sneaked towards the block where the Japanese troops were located.

In order to reduce the damage caused by the storm to civilians, Ming Xin and Uncle Han had to hunt down the Japanese invaders in the dark, while Niu Er and the machine gunners had to deal with the fifteen Japanese soldiers in the street fortifications.

A Mosin Nagant and an MG34, known as the second most accurate team in the four-stroke group, are more powerful than the "brainless" and "unhappy" uncle-nephew combination, and are enough to defeat those who don't know they are being targeted. The Japanese troops on board were sent to hell.

Ming Xin and Uncle Han each led a special forces soldier and divided into two groups to approach the Japanese troops scattered in the neighborhood.

Their faces were as cold as ice, but they were not nervous. This kind of close range attack was a battlefield tailor-made for the two masters who could be called masters of Chinese martial arts.

There were nearly thirty Japanese troops entering the alleys of the city. In order to complete the order issued by the battalion commander as quickly as possible, the leading Japanese sergeant ordered four groups to be divided into seven groups, smashing open the doors of Chinese homes and killing all Chinese men, women, old and young. They were driven out and escorted to the street corner, and then rushed to the location designated by the team leader.

Originally, if there were many Chinese people, there would be no need for the Japanese army to go deep into such dark alleys where sewage flows to look for the Chinese. If you smash open the dozens of houses near the street, you can gather one or two hundred people together no matter how hard you try.

However, before the army entered the city, nearly one-third of the Chinese people fled, and the Chinese were really too poor. Except for the lanterns on the main street, there were no lights in the residential areas at all. Darkness is the best way to describe this moment. , it is really not easy to find someone hiding in some dirty corners.

The Japanese soldiers with torches smashed open several dilapidated wooden doors like wolves and tigers, but could not find a single human hair. The Japanese military commander had no choice but to order all the soldiers to light torches. Those who did not have torches used local materials to roll up the beaten wooden doors with rags. If they were not afraid of causing a fire and roasting themselves, the Japanese army would have wanted to destroy the houses they saw. All are lit for illumination.

Thirty small torches were lit, and the people who were alarmed and hiding had no place to hide even if they wanted to. Five or six households of men, women, old and young were driven out of their homes by the Japanese army with loud cries. Anyone who resisted was basically They were all shot on the spot.

For a while, the Four Elements Regiment did not launch a main attack in the XC area, which was still calm. Its chaotic situation even caught up with the two southeastern cities that were already fighting in full swing.

The Japanese infantrymen, who were depressed because of the fierce artillery fire of the Chinese army, but finally found pleasure in the Chinese people, were laughing amidst the cries and howls of the Chinese people, but they did not see the pairs of people staring at them in the darkness. Red eyes.

Five minutes passed before a mere thirty people were arrested, including an infant baby. The Japanese sergeant was very dissatisfied and ordered the Japanese army to continue searching inside.

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The big girl's face was covered with black ash and she was hiding in the corner of the kang. Although she was holding a kitchen knife in her hand, she was still trembling!

She wanted to remind herself not to be afraid. She was only 16 years old, but she was already the mistress of this shabby courtyard, but she was still extremely scared.

Because she knows too well the wolfish nature of the Japanese!

Da Ya, who lost her mother in her early years, originally had a father. Even if her father cut off the incense of the Guan family because she was a woman, beat and scolded her for a long time, and often drank too much and pawned all the valuable items in the family, causing the family to fall into ruin. She had already started taking care of the housework when she was seven years old, and even started to control the family's money. However, as long as her father was still alive, she was still a child. If anyone wanted to discuss matters with her family, they had to go to her father.

But since the Japanese entered the city more than ten days ago, she has become an orphan!

The reason was that the Japanese patrol met the drunken father and did not bow to say hello to them. Then, an unfounded charge of "Chinese army spy" was imposed on him, without any trial, at dusk that day. Just be shot!

The most ordinary Chinese, an ordinary father who was full of shortcomings but could still protect his daughter from wind and rain when he was awake, failed to spend his spring in 1938.

Da Ya was a fierce person. She became the last relic of her mother and buried her father in a thin coffin. She wanted to kill a Japanese infantryman with a kitchen knife to avenge her father, but she was killed by the neighbor's third aunt who had been helping her father's funeral. He fought tooth and nail to stop him.

The reason is very simple. Regardless of whether Da Ya's revenge succeeds or not, not only will she die, but her neighbors will also be implicated. Da Ya is now alone and has nothing to worry about. They all have a family. Who knows what the Japanese will do?

Da Ya could only wait until the right time to escape from Licheng and join the Chinese army outside the city. She heard that there was a Chinese army in the mountains that was constantly fighting the Japanese army.

For this reason, she cut off her beloved braids that she had kept for ten years. Her hair was shorter than that of many men. The kitchen knives at home were also sharpened by her, and she even put them under her pillow when she slept.

Hearing the loud crying of the third aunt from the neighbor's house and the loud reprimands of the Japanese soldiers, the eldest daughter's thin body trembled violently and she clenched the kitchen knife in her hand.

Her fear was not entirely due to fear of death. Since her father died at the hands of the Japanese, she was no longer afraid of death when she was alone. It was too difficult to survive in this hateful world.

However, as a son of a man with a family feud, he left like this. How could she see her father and mother down there? Although her father dislikes her, she has also attended a private school for three years, so she understands this.

The heavy footsteps of the Japanese army were leaving the third aunt's house. The crying third aunt and her family were being driven out of the house. It might not take half a minute before the Japanese army entered the house.

Da Yaer, who bit her lips tightly, held the kitchen knife harder, and thin green veins popped out on the back of her thin and rough hand.

This was Da Yaer's last resistance. If she really wanted to die, she would at least have to kill the Japanese. After she calmed down, she seemed not to be so afraid anymore.

Then, there was sudden movement from the small window made of hard oak wood on the top of the wall. Just as Da Ya suddenly stood up with the kitchen knife in his hand, a black figure came in from the window about a foot square, and the palm of his hand He lightly propped himself up on the Tukang, rolled quickly, and landed next to Daya without any sound.

Instinctively, the body tensed up and the arm holding the kitchen knife was about to be raised.

One palm quickly and powerfully stretched out, and while holding her hand down, the other hand pressed down on her mouth.

"Shh, little brother, don't be afraid, I'm here to kill the Japanese."

Although the accent was not from Licheng, the voice was definitely Chinese and quickly calmed Da Ya's heart that was about to jump out of her chest.

At this time, any Chinese is cuter than the coming Japanese invaders.

She even ignored the misconception about gender as "little brother" because she wanted to be a man since she was a child because of her father.

Through the dim light outside the window, Mingxin's eyes flashed with certainty as she looked at the rapidly blinking eyelids of the 'young man' whose face was dark except for a pair of black and white eyes.

The boldness of the 'boy' made him very satisfied with the environment he entered that was about to become a battlefield!

As long as the owner of the house remains quiet, this hut will become the burial place of the four Japanese invaders he tracked.