"Explosions, explosions, ......"

Zhao Deyi and his subordinates all exchanged glances excitedly. At this time, the neat and neat ghost soldiers who had left their weapons seemed to understand something when they saw the excitement in their expressions. However, at this time it is understood that cucumber dishes are him. Mom has been cold for days!

"After holding your head with your fingers crossed, kneel on the ground with your legs folded!"

When I was surrounded by a circle of "military police" and pointed at a box cannon equipped with a muffler, I didn't see any devil soldiers planning to break the jade for the sake of the emperor. Such S.Bs are really rare, at least when Japan surrendered, the suicide did not even have more than half of the army.

Therefore, the soldiers who are absolutely loyal to His Majesty the Emperor are an absolute minority.

After capturing the devil fire support troops on the main road, Zhao Deyi quickly led the team with a team of Type 92 infantry guns, two Type 92 heavy machine guns, as well as a large number of bullets and shells, into the woods at the foot of the mountain. When he got here, he planned to tidy up and go up the mountain early, and Zhao Deyi was hungry in their stomachs for a day. Although he had field rations on him, the smell of that thing certainly couldn't compare to dinner in the cave.

"S.B, kneel down for Lao Tzu!"

Stretching out his feet to the person in front of him, bending his knees with a kick, this is a means of dealing with devil soldiers who do not kneel. Zhao Deyi didn't plan to kill them, after all, none of these guys in front of him were missing arms or legs, and pulling them back was a good material for cattle and horses.

"Sir, this dog. Dare to stare at me every day! ”

Of course, the little devils were not convinced, and a few knelt on the ground, wearing a noose around their necks and turning their eyes. Zhao De listened to the fun one by one, and stretched out his hand to the 56-style bloodletting king sent by Jin Tao to come into his hand.

"What do you ask, that kind of thing will be poked to death next time! Remember, you don't need to ask for instructions to kill devils, whether it's a wounded or a prisoner, you can kill if you want to! ”

As he spoke, Zhao De grabbed the neck of the staring guy one by one. First plug the mouth, then stretch out the dagger and point it towards both eyes.

"Mmmm......mm

A person whose eyes have been pierced and blinded moves in the ground like live shrimp fried on a teppanyaki. Zhao De shook his head, and someone rushed over to grab the guy's hair and show his tragic condition to all the captives.

"See, you pigs! From now on, we are the uncle, and you are the dogs. Seeing that our Chiyou army has to wag his tail, which one is not good, we will let him become a living dead. Don't complain about grandpa's black hands, the day you come to China to do evil, you should have the consciousness of this end. Tall tree, translated to these kings. Eight. Listen to the egg, let them know that the little devil, Lao Tzu can kill if he wants! ”

Gao Shu, who had been instructed by Zhao Deyi, began to translate Zhao Deyi's words to other Japanese prisoners, which of course cruelly made Gao Shu's liver tremble. But he knew that Chi Youjun would not stop this cruel method.

Because they have only one reason - that is, to return the lives of 35 million people, otherwise get out of the way and get out of the way!

While Gao Shu was making the announcement, several people dragged the Japanese prisoner of war who had just been poked in the eye to the front of the team. This time, Zhao Deyi slammed from behind, and at the same time as the head of the 3-edged army thorn leaked out from the front of his chest, several strands of blood with heart pressure spurted out at once.

"Who else is not convinced, grandpa has fulfilled him at one time!"

As he spoke, Zhao Deyi, who had just killed someone, had a hideous smile on his face, which made all the Japanese prisoners of war shrink their necks. But this is not over, and then Zhao Deyi brought in a few more devil officers, from officers to military cao, and the last one was not left.

It's all back soft ribs into the knife, and the knife pierces the flesh heart. The person who was robbed of his uniform had a belly of blood. This made the Japanese prisoners of war who were not very convinced just now all frightened. Not to mention that they will resist, they don't even dare to let out a fart without permission.

The nest of Japanese prisoners of war, that is well documented. The Japanese prisoners of war who were captured in the Battle of Nomenkan were humiliated in Siberia, and when the Soviets were mentioned later, they still saw the face of their uncle.

Please don't be unconvinced, this is a historical fact!

In the face of such killing, the prisoners of war of the little devils may still be a little unconvinced. But this time no one looked up, but someone began to cry.

"Dead, dead, can't go back to China!"

Yes, men are afraid of the wicked. When they encounter the Chiyou army who takes their lives and dignity completely seriously, they are not afraid that it is fake.

"Cry for you. Mother. A B, who of us allowed you to cry! ”

The soldiers of the Chiyou Army, who were scolding in their mouths, immediately picked up the carriage used to drag the cannon and put it on, and the whip used to drive the horse was pulled down without a head or face. This is not because the soldiers of the Chiyou Army are inhumane, but because of Jin Tao's order, before the unconditional surrender of the Japanese army, they can not be regarded as human beings.

Since you are not human, the following things are simple. In order to go up the mountain, the captured devil soldiers were put around their necks, and the ropes tied to their hands behind their backs were connected to the Type 92 infantry guns behind.

"Degott, drive!"

The soldier sitting on the cannon waved his whip and looked like he was driving a carriage. As for the horses that were originally towed, they were all untied from the carts at this time, and then put on the guns again. Because there was no way for the wagons to go up the mountain, some of the contents of the wagons were dismantled and hidden in the nearby valley for later use.

At this moment, Zhao Deyi's earphones came from Yao Jinsuo's voice. Yao Jinsuo was responsible for chasing down a few ghost soldiers on the mountain who had just escaped. Although most of them were removed, according to the number of points they counted, there was still one less dead or alive that was not found.

Zhao Deyi held the box cannon with a muffler in his hand and searched the front. When his subordinates saw him do this, they all picked up their weapons and searched. Sure enough, a dark shadow appeared in the darkened woods in the afternoon.

Probably he had already discovered that Zhao Deyi was a fake soldier, so he didn't dare to run to them.

"Kill him, or the kid will go back and report the news!"

Zhao Deyi roared, and his men fired with silent box guns. I have to say that the shooting training of the Kuomintang army is really too poor. And the ghost soldier who escaped was a little more cunning. He ran a few steps and then landed on the ground, then rolled to the side and got up again, bending over and running low.

I saw that this guy was going to flee to the side of the road, if he crossed the road. Because of the height of the road, it's not easy to attack. This made Zhao Deyi a little anxious, he hit a few point shots, but none of them hit the target.

"Damn, I want three people to come with me, I can't let that kid go!"

The foot of the mountain is about 200 meters away from the road. If Zhao Deyi and the others chase after them now, it is not very likely that they will catch up. And at this time, the sky is gradually getting dark, and if you run into the devil soldiers on the road, it will be troublesome.

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"Can't let that kid run!"

Jin Tao immediately lay down on the ground, removed the silencer on the front end of the Type 38 rifle, and then set up the gun in front of him. At this time, behind him was the running panting Yao Jinsuo, and he tried to call Jin Tao.

By this time, he had already brought a Type 1924 heavy-barreled shotgun with an optical scope, and several of this kind of guns had been found in the Devil's Gendarmerie. This is because he was afraid that the devil soldier would run away, so he hurriedly ran back to get it, and slid down the zipline along the way.

"Sir!"

Jin Tao turned a deaf ear to Yao Jinsuo's shout, just holding a gun and aiming. Yao Jinsuo looked down the mountain, and in the sunset of half a day, the guy was still moving sideways. This made Yao Jinsuo worry that Jin Tao would not be able to fight, anyway, even if he himself was holding a rifle with a sniper scope, he still couldn't fight.

Just kidding, hitting a target at a distance of 600 meters with a mechanical sight is definitely a distance close to a joke. In World War II, Japanese soldiers were able to use their marksmanship among the countries that participated in the war. Their elite troops, when trained, are able to hit human-sized targets from a distance of 400 meters.

Even in training, this is a very good shooting result. When it comes to combat, the relatively accurate attack of the rifle often occurs at a distance of less than 200~300 meters. This is the Type 38 rifle, the most lethal range. At this distance, don't expect anything like a shot or two eyes. If you are hit, your life will definitely be in danger.

During the battle, hitting the target at about 600 meters is definitely not an easy task. At this moment, Wei Junshu, who was even more unbearable than Yao Jinsuo, ran behind him. He panted as Jin Tao was about to take a 38 rifle without a scope and shoot at a Japanese soldier at such a distance. In a hurry, he shook off the 1924-style heavy-barreled shotgun with an optical scope on his shoulder, which meant letting Jin Tao use his gun.

This action was stopped by the attentive Yao Jinsuo, who snorted at Jin Tao and shook his head again. Wei Junshu's eyes narrowed in disbelief, he didn't believe that anyone could easily hit the target at such a distance.

"Horn!"

The crisp sound of gunfire rang out on the quiet Lei Gong Mountain in the afternoon. was running, the cunning devil soldier who made Zhao Deyi a little angry, fell directly to the ground. Standing up, Jin Tao looked at the Type 1924 heavy-barreled shotgun equipped with an optical scope.

"The scope is on this, Lang is costly!"