Rise From Eight Hundred

Chapter 9 is just an appetizer

Although there was no smell of blood, perhaps the strong smell of death frightened the wild dog hiding under the square table. The little guy who had been shot through his hind leg was trembling with fear and screamed with all his strength.

 Unfortunately, the dog's mouth was tied, and its bark was still the same as before.

The three Japanese soldiers outside the house couldn't help but look here strangely. The barking of the dog was not strange, but out of common sense, the barking of the dog was a bit too low.

Perhaps the deputy captain didn’t want the dog’s barking to be too loud and cause unnecessary trouble! This was only logical, and the three Japanese infantrymen exchanged glances to reach an agreement.

 Inside the room, Tang Dao held the completely limp body in his arms, as tenderly as he treated his lover.

With one hand on the armpit of the corpse, he moved towards the door. The light of the flashlight flashed outside the house a few times, and some vague Japanese words sounded: "Asshole! Someone help!"

The three Japanese soldiers were slightly startled. One of the Japanese infantrymen who was farthest away quickly reacted, put away his gun and ran over. His dog-legged appearance proved that Tang Dao's guess was correct.

The corpse in his arms had the highest status among the four Japanese soldiers. As for why this Japanese soldier, who was obviously the leader, came to do the rough work of killing dogs, maybe he wanted to show off his bravery! After all, it's just a matter of seeing blood, and speaking out will gain face.

Tang Dao is not a god, and of course he cannot guess all the psychological activities of the Japanese army.

In fact, the leading Japanese soldier named Takeda Nagaki was a pig-killer before he joined the army. This time he took the initiative to kill dogs. It was because he met Tang Dao, the **** of murder who was just waiting for him, that he lost his life.

The Japanese soldiers who ran over excitedly saw the stocky figure of their deputy squad leader standing in front of the door under the moonlight. Just as he was about to speak, his eyes were dazzled by the bright light of the flashlight, and he couldn't see anything clearly. Then he heard something. He mumbled something in unclear Japanese, didn't bother to ask any more questions, and hurriedly entered the house.

 The room was dark, and the pupil that had just been dazzled by the flashlight shrank slightly. If nothing else happened, the human body's pupils naturally adjust, allowing him to adapt to the light after three seconds.

 But obviously, Tang Dao would not give him this opportunity.

He moved the corpse forward in his arms, and just as he could see the figure of his comrade, the Japanese soldier subconsciously supported him, but he was carried away by the corpse that had completely lost control and weighed more than 100 kilograms.

He opened his mouth in surprise, and the questioning voice was still in his throat. A bayonet suddenly penetrated his open mouth. The cold blade rubbed the soft tongue and cut off the small tongue that could vibrate and make sounds, then cut off the trachea and finally penetrated. Neck out.

 At the same time, all sounds were blocked in the throats of the Japanese army.

The Japanese soldier opened his eyes in horror, expecting to find the attacker, but until this moment, he had subconsciously grabbed the dead body of his colleague and did not leave his colleague behind because he was suddenly attacked.

As a result, an extremely strange scene appeared in the room. A Japanese soldier suddenly had a bayonet growing out of his mouth. He hugged a corpse and looked up blankly, while the person he was trying to see clearly stood up slowly and stood upright, holding the bayonet in one hand. hilt.

 The Japanese soldier's eyes showed despair and pleading. He knew that once the bayonet was pulled out, he would die immediately.

He doesn't want to die, even if he knows that he can't live anymore, but even if he lives for ten more seconds, it is still good.

Unfortunately, the tall figure was far more ruthless than he imagined. With a sudden pull, a flower of blood spurted out of the Japanese soldier's mouth and he fell to the sky.

A loud "plop" sound made the two Japanese soldiers turn around in shock.

Then, a Sanba Gai with a bayonet attached flew out of the house like a javelin, stabbing one of the Japanese soldiers through the chest. The huge force even brought him down and nailed him to death. on the ground.

 “Bah Gou’er!” The remaining Japanese soldier rushed into the house and opened fire. He even pulled off the melon grenade hanging on his waist as quickly as possible.

 Incomparable decisiveness, only veterans can make the most accurate judgment at that moment. The colleagues in the room must have been finished. They fired without any scruples and planned to throw grenades to kill the powerful enemy in the room.

 In other words, in order to eliminate threats, the lives and deaths of colleagues are no longer so important. No matter from which perspective, this Japanese soldier who broke out into a fighting posture can be regarded as a standard war machine, decisive and ferocious.

However, he only knew that there were enemies in the room. He did not know that, less than fifteen meters away from him, there were two soldiers from the Chinese Ace Infantry Division who had been watching this place without even blinking.

When Tang Dao threw a big 38-meter cover from the house and nailed the Japanese soldier in the courtyard to the ground, Yang Xiaoshan had already aimed his gun at another Japanese soldier. When the Japanese soldier quickly turned around, shot and pulled off the grenade, he was not surprised. Shoot without hesitation.

 The shooting distance of fifteen meters is really too close for an infantryman from China's ace infantry division.

The 7.92-caliber bullet of the Chinese official rifle passed through a space of less than 20 meters and then hit the Japanese 90 steel helmet. Under the action of sufficient kinetic energy of the bullet, the helmet, which was originally mainly used to defend against shell shrapnel, was like a fragile The piece of paper was easily torn by the bullet and penetrated into the back of the head.

 One shot to the head!

Looking from Tang Dao's perspective, the face of the Japanese soldier who happened to be facing him seemed to have a **** flower growing suddenly on his face.

Therefore, after firing the gun, Yang Xiaoshan and Lao Lao Youzi saw the thumb sticking out from the house, and Tang Dao's smiling face sticking out of the house, twitching his lips as if he said something to them. Just silence.

 Obviously, Tang Dao had taken the two Imperial Guard observers into consideration since he was preparing to kill the four Japanese soldiers.

 He was sure that they would shoot. From the beginning, this was a plan. Tang Dao counted all the enemies and his own people.

However, Yang Xiaoshan didn't have time to think about how Tang Dao was sure that he would shoot, let alone what he said to the two of them.

"Tang Dao, you are a bitch!" The old soldier's face trembled, and he let out a strange cry: "Run!" He pulled Yang Xiaoshan up and ran towards the depths of the ruins.

 Because, he finally figured out the shape of Tang Dao's mouth under the moonlight. It was clearly: Run!

That's right, Tang Dao didn't have to run away, and he didn't fire, right? They were the ones who shot and exposed their location.

It may not make sense to say anything else, but when it comes to life-saving skills, Veteran Youzi is the leading strongman in the entire 524th Regiment.

 Facts have proved that veteran Youzi Li Jiujin is really great! He is both quick-thinking and fast-running.

Ten seconds later, a flare was fired high into the sky, illuminating everything within a radius of 200 meters. A row of bullets fired from the direction of the small building accurately hit the place where the two people had been hiding.

 Subsequently, there was a "Boom!" explosion, and bricks, stones, and trees flew everywhere.

The skilled grenade hand of the Japanese army can accurately send the grenade 500 meters away after two test shots, and the error will never exceed five meters. It is the most hated unit of Chinese machine gunners on the battlefield of the decisive battle between China and Japan. There is no one.

Most of China's light machine gun firepower was destroyed by the seemingly crude but extremely effective light handheld 'mortars' equipped by the Japanese army, not by any heavy artillery.

The Japanese grenadier in the small building once again showed his style. It only took more than 20 seconds to complete the entire process of calibration, loading and projection, and it was extremely accurate. Two consecutive grenades fired at the two men. The location was burst into flames. If the two of them had hesitated for a moment, they would have been blown into several pieces.

Of course, this also prevented them from seeing a scene that was far more exciting than what they had just seen.

Killing three Japanese soldiers with bare hands is actually just an appetizer for Tang Dao, and the hardest dish is yet to come.

 After all, the Japanese army, a fifteen-man squad with machine guns and grenade launchers, still has two-thirds of its strength, right?

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