Rise From Eight Hundred

But you can't blame Shen Laoliu for feeling his head buzzing when he heard a girl calling him by name.

As the saying goes: After three years in the army, all sows have double eyelids! Not to mention that in this era of continuous wars, soldiers walking on the edge of life and death every day had only three ways to soothe their nerves: cigarettes, alcohol, and women!

Cigarettes are a rare thing, and even the Four Elements Group, which has a relatively sufficient supply of supplies, cannot openly supply them; alcohol, not to mention, has not seen 'Wang Xiaoqiang'. The 762 group has to call the medical team if they want to treat guests!

As for women, this is a battle in mainland China. If the battlefield is placed on an island country, Tang Dao, the regiment leader, would never mind using this to soothe the nerves of his soldiers, but it must be strictly prohibited at home.

Harassment of women is prohibited, but it is written into the military regulations of the Four Lines Regiment. Violators will be whipped 20 times, and if the severity is worse, their heads will be lost. It is the same level of crime as disobeying orders on the battlefield, collaborating with the enemy, and defecting.

Of course, free love is not one of them, but before that, it must be reported to the company headquarters, and the man and woman sign the pledge in person as evidence. It is just a matter of fighting in a different place like the Si Xing Tuan. Those who have this qualification are only in Zhengzhou. There were a few lieutenants who were photographed at a blind date during their short stay, but the rest did not have this level of charm.

Therefore, in order to consume the excess hormones of this group of elites, Tang Dao used the simplest and most feasible strategy. He trained during the march and also at the station. To the point of death, after a day of training, falling asleep is the greatest happiness. Where is there any extra energy?

Unexpectedly, after being so exhausted, someone would actually take some time off between battles to 'harass' other women from good families. What's even more awesome is that they even told others their names.

The Sixth Company of the Second Battalion, who was responsible for maintaining order, quickly reported the situation to the regiment headquarters.

When the Tang regiment leader who entered the city received a report from the infantry company below about "Qin Xianglian's search for her husband," he became furious and smashed the table in front of him with a slap.

Shen Laoliu, who had just been named and praised, was almost escorted in front of Da Ya by the four elders of the special squadron, Lao Hei, Gu Xishui, Heizi, and Niu Er.

There is no way, if their brother really fails to control the thing in his crotch for a while and gives up his military position, these four people will also have to save his head!

Although Heizi could prove that Mr. Shen spent 90% of the time fighting near him, didn't he leave for 10 minutes? What if?

Shen Laoliu...

The gun in my hand is very fast, but the other gun is really not that fast, except for the pistol!

Fortunately, the Qing Dynasty took one look at Shen Laoliu's Da Ya and shook her head fiercely, creating a long-lasting famous scene in the Four Elements Group.

"It's definitely not him!"

Shen Laoliu breathed a long sigh of relief, that bastard who left my name on me, I will catch you sooner or later.

"That man is very handsome!" Da Ya added.

Da Ya dared to swear on the reputation of drinking and having sex that she only mentioned a characteristic specifically to find the hot man who cheated on him as soon as possible, and she had no intention of hurting the eldest brother in front of her who suddenly looked ugly.

You bastard who named me, you can go to hell! Shen Laoliu looked at the comrades around him whose eyes were twitching and trying their best to suppress laughter, and felt that he had died in society.

However, the 'culprit' was found. According to the location of the house provided by Daya and the study of the injuries on the corpses of the four Japanese soldiers, there was no one else except Mingxin.

According to the battle report after dawn, Mingxin alone attacked and killed three groups of Japanese troops in this neighborhood, with astonishing efficiency.

And Uncle Han, who was holding a big bow, finally lived up to his heavy hunting bow. All 10 arrows in the quiver were empty, and he killed 10 Japanese invaders without firing a shot.

The two masters of martial arts showed horrifying strength in their first special operation.

Fortunately, Tang Dao did not have to kill the head of a meritorious minister for "harassing women". The somewhat stubborn Da Ya probably sensed the nervousness of the soldiers present and finally revealed the real reason for looking for "Shen Laoliu". She wanted to join the army. It was 'Shen Laoliu' who asked her to find him.

A girl who had a grudge against the Japanese for killing her father, but also killed the Japanese herself, and made a clear promise, what does this mean? Without Tuanzuo Tang’s approval, several relaxed officers present immediately agreed. If there are no female soldiers in the front-line combat troops, then there is also a medical team!

Da Ya's first wish came true, but at least she couldn't find Ming Xin today. Ming Xin, who had completed the combat mission here, received a new mission in the early morning and led a few people towards Shentou Ridge. .

In fact, after the battle in Licheng County, even a physical monster like Heizi was exhausted. Only he, a master of martial arts, was still in high spirits. Moreover, the task was mostly over mountains and ridges, so it could only be the work of those who are capable.

Of course, these are all afterthoughts after the battle has completely ended after dawn. Now, the hunting feast belonging to the special forces is still going on.

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However, two groups of four Chinese special forces, led by two masters of Chinese martial arts, showed astonishing destructive power.

Before dawn, the alleys of the mountain city are filled with the strong smell of blood and death!

Until Uncle Han pierced the heart of a Japanese soldier with his personal dagger, covered his mouth and nose for ten seconds, and then discarded the body to ambush the next target, the Japanese soldier who had become a "corpse" shouted loudly, causing The end of this dark night killing.

It turned out that the Japanese soldier was a rare case of visceral transposition. All his internal organs were reversed from those of normal people. His heart was on the right instead of the left. He deceived Uncle Han by pretending to be dead. Although Uncle Han quickly smashed his Adam's apple with a backhand blow, he could only hold back his cry of "Mom". However, he could no longer bury the Japanese soldier silently in the dark alleys of the civilian area.

The Japanese sergeant who was reminded blew the assembly whistle frantically, but it was useless. There were not many Japanese infantrymen who could still assemble.

The other two special forces who were good at firearms finally had a place to use their skills. The continuous submachine gun bullets in the street fighting made the Japanese infantrymen finally realize that the Type 38 rifle in their hands could be renamed as Turtle rifle.

The so-called best rifle in Asia is just because there is no better gun than it.

There were less than 10 Japanese soldiers left in the civilian area, and they were suppressed by the continuous firepower. When the gunshots rang out, the end of a small Japanese team in the fortifications at the street corner also came.

While the killing was quietly going on in the darkness of the West District, the Japanese army was not without results. The people in every household were driven out by them with bayonets and guns.

There were 30 or 40 people driven out of the street corner, including men, women, old and young. Facing the cold bayonets of the Japanese invaders and the unknown fate, no one dared to cry loudly.

The last woman who cried out of fear was brutally stabbed to death at the door of her house in front of everyone by the Japanese army. Three family members who wanted to stop them were stabbed to death in succession. Since then, no one dared to cry loudly. Even if it was a two or three-year-old child, the mother would cover his mouth tightly and muffle his loud crying in his throat.

Although no one knew what the Japanese army wanted to do, the fierce gunfire that had been resounding around and in the county town for nearly half an hour, as well as the panic on the faces of the Japanese army, more or less made these people understand the upcoming fate.

The Chinese army was attacking the county town frantically, and the Japanese army was rarely at a disadvantage, but they should not be able to wait for the dawn of the Chinese army's victory in entering the city.

Because the Japanese were driving them away, and they were probably going to push them to the front line and use their bodies to block the bullets of their own army. This was really a group of beasts.

However, facing the machine guns set up by the Japanese army more than ten meters away and the dozen or so people around them holding rifles and bayonets flashing coldly in the firelight, even if they had guessed the tragic fate they were about to face, no one dared to move.

Maybe it won't be long before they die, but that's the future. If you want to resist now, you will die! The two choices of dying early and dying late are actually easy for anyone to do.

On their faces, there was fear, despair, helplessness, and more numbness.

Their fate has never been in their own hands. It was like this before the Japanese came. Now, it is just aggravated.

However, all this changed after the fierce gunfire sounded in the dark city.

The crowd, which had been numb to despair, began to become agitated. The Japanese soldiers at the street corner also reacted. Instead of rushing into the dark city, they suddenly lowered the muzzle of the machine gun towards the crowd.

The order given to the Japanese sergeant who led the team was that if the Chinese dared to resist, then all Chinese civilians would be killed.

Facing the black muzzle of the gun, the crowd held their breath, and deeper despair welled up in their eyes. Who else could save them except the gods in the sky?

"Fellow villagers, get down, we are going to fuck the Japanese sons of bitches!" A strong Sichuan accent suddenly exploded in the dark night.

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At such a nearly desperate moment, although Sichuan accent is not a local accent, the absolutely authentic Chinese is definitely like handing a life-saving straw to a drowning person. The instinct of survival made everyone lie on the ground at the fastest speed, and their reaction was not much slower than that of the trained soldiers.

"Bang!" A gunshot!

The Japanese machine gunner holding the machine gun handle tilted his head and fell on the sandbag fortification. A bullet hit the red star on the 90 steel helmet. Behind the steel helmet that was completely pierced was the entire top of the head that was lifted up by the irregular and crazy rolling bullet.

"Baga..." The Japanese sergeant who led the team habitually said a useless traditional colloquialism.

As if he could not express his indignation without doing so!

Then, a red whip swept over.

It was a real sweep. The special forces fire support hand who had received the instruction not to save ammunition kept holding the trigger tightly, relying on the swing of the muzzle to fire a long burst of at least 100 bullets.

In such a night sky, the flight trajectory of the bullet chain composed of hundreds of bullets was extremely conspicuous, like a fiery whip whipping fiercely.

Obviously, for the Japanese army, the other end of the whip was held by the ferocious god of death, and anyone who was hit would be taken away.

The people lying on the ground with their heads buried could not only hear the screams of bullets cutting through the sky, but also feel the airflow from the trajectories above their heads.

I wonder how many people are shooting? Perhaps our army has already entered the city? This is the only hope of the people lying on the ground.

In fact, it was just a machine gun that fired.

In this era, the only general-purpose machine gun that can be used for decades is called MG42, and most of the performance of MG42 comes from a machine gun called MG34.

It can be said that on the earth in 1938, no machine gun could compare with the German masterpiece in terms of firing rate or killing speed.

Japanese infantrymen were not wooden. After hearing the roar of the Chinese in the dark, many Japanese infantrymen made the most correct response.

Most of them made the tactical action of lying down and rolling over, but the whips that swept over made their excellent tactical response futile.

Without the protection of fortifications, no one could escape the surging firepower with a rate of fire of up to 1,000 rounds per second from the darkness 120 meters away.

In the famous Normandy landing site in the future, the future upgraded version of MG34, MG42, used a day to show its sharp fangs to the armies of the world. A machine gun in a bunker used 10,000 rounds of bullets. On the beach in front of it, more than 2,000 of the bravest cowboys in the United States lay down!

Infantrymen all over the world trembled! It was the bloodiest massacre in human history caused by one person and one gun.

The Japanese troops in Licheng certainly didn't know how strong the opponents they were facing were. In fact, with their iron-headed attributes, even if they knew, they might have to bump their heads against each other until their brains burst!

During this period, the Japanese dared to call themselves the second best iron-headed, and no one dared to be the first. The battles for islands in the Pacific Ocean have proved this attribute enough.

Even in the face of such a turbulent stream of bullets, the remaining infantry still fought back tenaciously, but they overlooked one thing. In order to better gather shields, they lit a large number of torches near Chinese civilians.

In the dim firelight, the lines of their muscles twitching because of anger were almost extremely clear, but where were their opponents hiding? It was just a rough direction.

The enemy was in the dark and we were in the light, especially when the opponent had a sharpshooter who was close to the level of a super sniper.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Under the sound of gunfire that continued to ring through the night sky, the Japanese soldiers who had luckily escaped the crazy rain of bullets fell one after another!

When the last remaining Japanese soldiers came to their senses, they decided to hide behind the fortifications and act like turtles. Then they threw grenades to kill the Chinese civilians who were still lying on the field to distract the Chinese soldiers. As a result, Niu Er magically shot the grenade in the palm of the Japanese soldier Gao Yang. The grenade exploded above the fortifications and not only blew a Japanese soldier into a blood gourd, but also caused heavy damage to the two Japanese soldiers who were shrinking their heads around!

The Japanese soldiers, who were less than five people, were completely suppressed behind the fortifications and dared not show their heads. The Chinese civilians in the field were not stupid either, and they crouched crazily away from the battlefield.

This fact also proves another characteristic of the Japanese iron heads. It's not that they are iron-headed enough, but that they haven't met a harder hammer head. As long as the hammer head is hard enough, the iron heads will also give in.

After a few minutes, when the Japanese soldiers in the alley were completely solved, the few Japanese soldiers who stayed at the street corner in a turtle flow were completely tragic.

This time, what Mingxin threw across the 30-meter block was not a willow leaf dart, but a long-handled grenade. Although it was not his usual weapon, with strong enough muscle control, Mingxin's grenade could be accurately projected within a radius of 0.5 meters within a distance of 30 meters!

This really killed the Japanese. If they went out, they would be shot, and if they hid in the fortifications, they would be killed by grenades!

There were only these two options, no choice!

So, they all died!

At this time, Heizi and Shen Laoliu also came over. After a discussion, they decided to protect the civilians on this side first, regardless of other things.

Otherwise, even if the Four-Line Regiment conquered Licheng, the Japanese army would kill the civilians first, causing corpses in the city. It is estimated that Brigade Commander Chen and Tang Tuanzuo would not be satisfied with this battle.

After following Tang Dao for a long time, the soldiers of the Four-Line Regiment were familiar with Tang Tuanzuo's style. What he had to guard was not only the land, but also his compatriots and the same race!

Therefore, the special forces led all the people in the field into the XC area, and used the Japanese street fortifications as machine gun fire points, combined with several submachine guns and Niu Er's rifles to form a defense system to protect the XC area.

And informed the restless civilians in the XC area that the army was just outside the city and was about to enter the city. The Japanese invaders were already trapped and could not escape. The overjoyed people lit torches one after another, illuminating the entire XC area like daylight.

The Chinese people, who had confidence, immediately became different. The few Japanese soldiers who escaped and hid in the dark were not even shot by the special forces, but were found by the search team spontaneously organized by the courageous residents. Although they had no guns, they were many in number, carrying sticks and hoes, and were completely fearless.

A remaining Japanese soldier only fired a desperate shot to knock down one person, and was drowned by dozens of sticks raised high.

The bodies that were almost smashed into pulp were even a little difficult to drag. It was not because the bodies were too heavy, but because they fell apart as soon as they were dragged.

This is the current Chinese people. They are numb, but the reason for this numbness is the constant failure. When victory is coming and the bloody bodies of the Japanese soldiers are presented in front of them, they will wake up from their numbness.

The sleeping lion does not need a dry roar without nutrition, but the stimulation of blood!

So, all the Japanese who entered the XC area died, and died at the hands of the Chinese people who usually looked like pigs and sheep in ragged clothes.