Once a wild boar of more than 100 catties is launched, a few recruits will definitely not be its opponents, but the wild boar with a broken hind leg can only be slaughtered.

This is exactly the purpose of Han Feng's digging trap, catching live wild boars for the recruits to practice, at least to make them feel the taste of blood.

This trap is very large, and the fat body of the wild boar only occupies a small part, and Zhu Dazhi and the other four recruits go down together, and there is still room for space.

Wild boars cannot escape in a closed space, and the ferocity of death is naturally stimulated, which is in line with the ferocity of the enemy.

The two hind legs of the wild boar were broken by Han Feng again, and it would not cause fatal damage to the recruits, so it would be enough for them to practice their hands.

"Let them go down one by one to try their hands, and then pull them up when they succeed!" Han Feng gave the order.

The recruits are all mountain children, often hear the old people say "one pig, two bears and three tigers", the threat of wild boars is still above the bear and tiger, naturally they all know the horror of this wild boar, even if the wild boar is broken at the moment, and probably the reason for a sow, the wild boar's mouth did not give birth to fatal fangs, but the hearts of several recruits still can't help but give birth to a little timidity.

In particular, Han Feng intended to hone the courage of the recruits, and he didn't let them go down together to deal with this big boar of more than 100 catties, but to try them one by one.

"Which of you comes first?"

When Han Feng looked over inquiringly, several recruits actually took a step back in unison.

In the absence of the first person to try, the fear in the heart is undoubtedly the greatest, and the first person to stand up must need to pay the most courage.

Han Feng didn't urge, it also takes courage to take the initiative, and it is also a kind of grinding, in his expectation, Zhu Dazhi, who has more contact with him, was the first to stand up, "Instructor, let me come first!" ”

Han Feng nodded, Zhu Dazhi stood at the mouth of the trap, and vigorously wiped the bayonet seized from the devil with his clothes, this bayonet was a Japanese-style Meiji 30-style bayonet, with only one side of the blade, and after he wiped it, the luster of the blade flashed with coldness.

Thinking that this sharp bayonet was about to be pierced into the body of the wild boar by himself, Zhu Dazhi's blood seemed to have something called bloody gradually awakened.

It was only when he was hung to the bottom of the trap by a few veterans with vines, and when he faced the bloodthirsty and brutal eyes of the wild boar, Zhu Dazhi's heart became flustered again, and even the hand holding the bayonet became a little trembling.

The veterans encouraged in a variety of ways:

"Dazhi, don't be afraid, it's just a pig, and it's all over with a knife."

"You are the little devil in front of you, if you don't kill him, he will kill you immediately."

Zhu Dazhi swallowed the saliva that kept growing in his mouth fiercely, and re-grasped the bayonet. The wild boar probably realized the threat, although it broke its two hind legs, its appearance became more and more ferocious, it was fearless with a pig's face facing Zhu Dazhi, two bloody legs were constantly dragging forward on the ground, Zhu Dazhi had no doubt that if it weren't for the wild boar's broken hind legs, he would have been torn to pieces by the mad boar at the moment.

With the encouragement of the team members, Zhu Dazhi finally overcame the fear in his heart, he thought very clearly, this is just a brute, and it is even more a brute with a broken hind leg that cannot hurt him.

Zhu Dazhi raised his bayonet and approached the wild boar step by step, the wild boar who wanted to be ruthless probably realized that he had broken his hind legs, and he would not return to his usual fierceness, and the pig's face began to show a frightened look, but he knew that retreating was a dead end, and the wild boar was still staring at Zhu Dazhi, his mouth kept humming, and his bleeding hind legs were on his buttocks, constantly moving on the ground, facing Zhu Dazhi's bayonet, so that Zhu Dazhi was never able to attack the flank of the wild boar.

Zhu Dazhi didn't think of inserting the bayonet directly into the pig's head, but when he thought of the tragedy of the wild boar after that, he suddenly lost his courage, he wanted to stab the bayonet into the side of the wild boar, at least it wouldn't be so bloody.

The veterans above the trap looked anxious, if they were them, they would have gone down with a knife a long time ago, recruits are recruits, they have experienced too little killing, and now they don't even dare to kill wild boars, and it is conceivable that they are on the battlefield.

Several recruits didn't laugh at Zhu Dazhi, after all, they didn't even have the courage to stand up first, they sweated for Zhu Dazhi in their hearts, and observed the development of the situation in silence.

Han Feng spoke again at this time: "Dazhi, do you know why the Japanese soldiers fought with bayonets so fiercely and fiercely? ”

Zhu Dazhi wished that someone would save him from the sea of suffering at this moment, so he hurriedly loosened his hands gripping the bayonet a little and asked, "Why?" ”

Han Feng said calmly: "The reason is very simple, just when you are using wild boars to temper your guts, they use captives to inspire murder, their recruits can brutally kill our compatriots who have been captured, and send Sen Han's bayonets into the hearts of crying children, so you, who dare not kill wild boars, will naturally not be their opponents." ”

"Brute!"

The special training team members scolded.

Zhu Dazhi re-grasped the bayonet, turned his head and cut off the ears of the wild boar, the wild boar let out a miserable scream, and the bloody ears rolled to the ground with a ticking sound.

Zhu Dazhitong shouted with red eyes: "Brute little devil, I'll kill you!" ”

…… When Zhu Dazhi was pulled out of the hunting trap by the veterans, Liu Zheng said to Han Feng that Dazhi's mother was killed when she was swept away by the little devils, and Dazhi wanted to avenge his mother, so he decided to join the Eighth Route Army.

Han Feng nodded, thoughtful, he really didn't know anything about this matter.

Next, with Zhu Dazhi's leading role, Xu Xiao and Zhang Erwa, the two little guys, also plucked up the courage to insert a few knives into the wild boar, and the wild boar wailed in the bruises all over the body, and finally Xu Jingyou stabbed it into the pig's neck and ended his life.

Xu Jingyou rubbed out the bloody bayonet and rubbed his wrist and shouted pain: "The skin of this wild boar is too thick, and the handle of the knife hurts my hand." ”

The special training team members felt speechless one by one, it turned out that this kid was silent and silent, and he was the most ruthless among the recruits...... Of course, that demon can't be counted.

After the end of the wild boar teaching, the special training team members cut the wild boar meat into pieces and roasted meat according to the old rules to eat, and the pork that could not be eaten was sent back to the cooking class Lao Wang.

Zhu Dazhi recovered after the sky completely ended, he found Han Feng alone, and his words did not return to his usual simplicity, "Instructor, I want to kill devils." ”

Han Feng said: "You have to learn the ability to kill devils first." ”

"Well, I will, third brother, I will, learn the skills and kill all the damn devils."

……

(Suffix: Thank you for the tip of Mind Space 686, I owe two more.)

In addition, some book friends proposed a loophole in the book, of course, there is far more than one loophole, but since it has been proposed, at least let the embellished dream of the Anti-Japanese War be more real!

It's just that Han Feng in the previous Xiaozhuang battle was stunned and Yamariwa could speak Japanese, which is really hard to explain.

I've made a change to something like this: he learned a few words of Japanese from the half-baked translator in the new regiment who knew a few words of Japanese, so he used it to deal with the puppet army.

I would like to note that I would like you to give more opinions! ）

One more first! Recently, I have been too busy with work, and I work overtime late at night, and I will write a book at ten o'clock when I go home...... Ask for a recommendation!