Chapter 853: Operation 'Nightmare'

"Gave you face, didn't you?" Seeing the arrogant appearance of the Japanese captain, Wang Liang didn't know who gave him this courage, so he kicked this kid in the face. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The unstable captain flew directly more than a meter away, and when he got up in a panic to speak, he saw that Wang Liang had already pointed a gun at him.

Bang!

You may know that flesh and blood are connected, but do you know what it means to separate the body and the head?

The captain did it right now.

Originally, Wang Liang just wanted to get a clean Japanese military uniform, your sister's, for you, when he put his foot on it, he saw that the captain's face was covered with blood and his clothes were dirty, so angry that Wang Liang directly exploded this kid's head.

Seeing this, the other Japanese captives hurriedly began to undress, dear emperor, you have met a ruthless man!

Wang Liang smiled secretly in his heart, bullying honest people, isn't it?

Lao Tzu will kill you.

Soon, the captives were undressed, leaving only diaper-like pants symbolically.

"Liu Rui, don't dig a pit, let the soldiers solve it with daggers. I always use wooden people to train and I can't find skills, so I need to fight. Evenly, one person strives for one, practice hands, and improve. Wang Liang said to Liu Rui.

"Okay." Liu Rui immediately ran to gather the soldiers and prepare for actual combat training.

Liu Rui and these veterans naturally don't need to go to combat assassination training, but the soldiers of the new 38th Division cannot, although Wang Liang is carefully selected, but there are many newcomers among them, who just fire at the devil from a long distance on the battlefield.

Killing people at close range is still quite unfamiliar to them.

At this time, don't mention any bullshit humanity? Bullshit treaties.

This is war, and war is unscrupulous.

Soldiers, there are no nests to die, only those who die in battle.

At least a real soldier will not choose to surrender, to fight with his last breath to kill the enemy, to fight bloodily.

The surrender of soldiers was originally an extremely shameful thing, and Wang Liang simply dealt with it.

After the devils were grouped, they realized that they were being used as teaching aids, and they fell into despair, and some of them boldly picked up the daggers provided and began to attack frantically.

"Number 47, attack his lower lane, stab his little dingding, yes, yes."

"No. 5, your strength is not good, you kid is not the opponent of this devil, I'll teach you, grab a handful of dirt and fan his eyes, and then fuck him."

"Number 8, you ......"

Wang Liang instructed the fighters one by one, without flashy moves, only the most practical killing skills.

Those who are cool are all fighters in the garbage.

Two hours later, the training and recuperation were declared over, and the troops continued their march.

At this moment, Wang Liang led a part of the soldiers to change into the newly captured Japanese military uniforms and play cos-paly...

Not to mention, this kind of tropical combat military uniform designed by Japan is really earthy, with short sleeves and long pants, yellow-green, and it is not cool at all.

Out of obsessive-compulsive disorder, after killing the Japanese captain, Wang Liang went to the creek to wash the military uniform, at this temperature, it was really dry for two hours and couldn't do it anymore.

Changing into this clean military uniform with the smell of the sun, Wang Liang went on the road with a sigh.

The troops were divided into two groups at this moment, one group wore Japanese uniforms and took the main road. Another wave weaves through the reeds next to the main road.

Surprisingly, it was calm along the way, and even the Japanese army did not encounter a single checkpoint, which made Wang Liang extremely surprised.

After arriving at the border, Wang Liang arranged for fifty soldiers, led by a company commander under Zheng Sangun, to escort the rescued ladies and gentlemen to India, and of course, the division commander Scott and his thirty lovely young men......

"Boss, there are a few reporters who don't leave, they have to stay." Ou Xiang ran and said.

"Why don't you leave, why stay, Lao Tzu doesn't have extra troops to protect them, let them go to India as soon as possible. We're going to war, you know? Wang glanced at Ou Xiang and criticized.

I'll report on this little thing.

Ou Xiang just turned around to communicate, only to see that the three reporters were already standing there with their waists pinched.

"Sir, we don't need protection, we just want to do some battlefield interviews, so that the people in the rear can really understand what is happening on the battlefield, so that they can understand how our soldiers fought bloodily to kill the enemy, this is our job. Please support me. Liu Bing said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Yes, we won't affect you." An Xia also hurriedly said.

The other is Ye Shujia, she also stated that she is fearless of life and death and does not need any protection.

Wang Liang was really choked, war correspondents refer to reporters who report news during the war, also known as "military correspondents", which is a kind of professional division of labor among journalists. Battlefield reports or eyewitness stories based on their own experiences and experiences are war reports.

If you can't stop the war, tell the world the truth.

The duty of a war correspondent is to shuttle through the battlefield and bring back the most truthful reports.

"All right, but you need to follow my orders and follow my rules." Wang Liang had no choice but to agree.

It's really funny, the male reporters all chose to go back to India, and the three women who stayed behind were actually 3 women, is this an era of yin and yang?

"Okay, no problem!" The three girls were overjoyed and happily agreed.

Wang Liang shook his head secretly, these chicks have not seen any war.

After parting with Zheng Sanpao's company commander, Wang Liang, dressed in Japanese military uniform, led his troops along the border line to prepare for the start of the operation, codenamed 'Nightmare'.

Without the slightest warning, with the night set, a storm came unexpectedly.

Boom - boom - boom -

Crackling-crackling-crackling-

This is not the sound of cannons, but lightning and thunder.

The rain came very fiercely, and it encroached on the ground in an instant, and the lightning generated under the impact of the clouds could not help but make people feel a trace of terror.

Fortunately, the soldiers' individual equipment includes raincoats, one for each person, so as not to become a soup chicken.

However, An Xia, Liu Bing, and Ye Shujia didn't have any equipment, and the rain that came as soon as they said it was going wet their clothes in an instant.

"Go, give mine to them." Wang Liang took off his raincoat and gave it to Wei Dayong.

"Boss, what about you?" Wei Dayong asked.

"Do you still need this thing?"

"But this is it."

"Monk Wei, no wonder you have been a single dog all your life."

"Oh my god, boss, I see." Wang Liang woke up the dreamer with a word, and Wei Dayong hurriedly took off his raincoat.

Liu Huaqiang, who was full of spring, also picked up his raincoat and sent it over.

The harrier also wanted to pick it up, but when it came down, it was enough to find it......