The roosters of Nanking are smart, and after the first sweep of the devil soldiers into the city, they have learned that even if they crow twice on the wall, they must leave as soon as possible and find a safe hiding place.

This made the devils who stayed in the village quite depressed, and the two devil soldiers who did not believe in evil chased after the roosters with bayonets, but could not find anything.

"The of Shina is cunning and cunning!"

The people of the village had already fled, and the Japanese army was like a plague that would have taken most of the lives alive. Only some creatures with strong vitality will show their domineering side at this time.

War could not completely change the natural world, and the city of Nanjing, which had been gloomy for many days, had a thin but widespread fog in the early morning of that day. Dozens of meters away, you can't see anything clearly. Despite the visual impairment, the two devil soldiers who didn't catch the cunning rooster heard footsteps.

“￥！ ￥！！ ”

The two of them muttered something in Japanese, to the effect that it should be "What a job!" Something like that. With their backs to the wall, their eyes wide open, staring at the thin mist on the road.

"Two stupid grasshoppers, wooden tail (move)!"

Someone on the radio muttered like this, and the corner of Zhao De's mouth, who led the team, moved twice without attracting attention. Although Jin Tao's Mandarin words are correct and round, until now Zhao Deyi still can't figure out what this "wooden tail" is, is it the tail of what kind of thing?

But since the big man Jin said it, what it means is to move forward boldly with confidence. Zhao Deyi also led people to escort two carriages, and walked forward with bold steps with confidence. Their goal is to go down, they are not there to fight, their task is to watch! It is to tell the world one day what the Japanese army that invaded China did in Nanjing, the capital of the Republic of China.

"Our own business, the foreign business! If you really want to be like what the big man Jin said, one day he can settle accounts with Little Japan, and he only needs to pay back the original way with eight plus ten, then won't it be all over? ”

Zhao Deyi likes to think blindly when he is in a hurry, which can not only come up with some talking points during the break, but also make such a very dangerous action not afraid to move.

The military boots under his feet stepped on the ground hard, and sometimes the hard soles shook his feet and hurt a little. This made Zhao Deyi think of those jobs, and at this moment they said that they couldn't walk, but Zhao Deyi didn't believe it at all.

"I can't walk, and if I run for my life, they can keep moving. In the end, these are some little people, as soon as they heard that they were going to get into the stomach of the devil, their legs were weak when they didn't walk! ”

At this time, he probably couldn't remember when he first met Jin Tao, and he was weak in the face of what Jin Tao did. But after killing a hundred and ten devils for a few days in a row, he felt that those little devils were all stupid things.

Just like now, let Jin Tao and Yao Jinsuo easily take them through several levels in a row and come to the vicinity of the next pass.

"Big Jin still has a lot of ghost ideas, and after walking so many ways, no one doubts it!"

Of course, the "blood drops" scared the Taiwanese devil soldier Gao Shu enough. I didn't find any trouble along the way, and the documents for sending military rations in my hand were also quite good, and I didn't stop any of the cards along the way.

Therefore, Zhao Deyi's enthusiasm is high, at least as long as he follows Jin Tao, he does not feel afraid. Even if there should be someone afraid, isn't it the Japanese who have eaten bullet mines and thin mines to be afraid!

The sound of whips, wheels, and cowhide shoes resounded on the road, which relieved the ghost soldiers who had just been alarmed by the footsteps. Such a mix of voices, usually their army. However, the stomach was not eating and it was too early, and the two of them planned to stop the moving force and see what they were going to do.

And if you can, maybe you can get some food from other soldiers!

The two of them took a stride towards the road. However, both men were careless, because they did not think that there would be an enemy here who had been completely dispersed. If it were ordinary Chinese people who ran blindly through the fog, then the two of them deserved to get rich. Not only can you get food, but you might even find a few flower girls.

It's a pity that the two of them don't know that their actions have fallen into the eyes of the two people who are wearing makeup. Of course, these two guys are not wearing any kind of attractive makeup, and their faces are full of dark green roads, which are like two live jumping corpses that have just arched out of the pile of dead people in this fog.

"One for each person!"

The faint sound was not heard at all under the cover of the mist. Two Japanese soldiers with 38 rifles on their backs walked a few steps. Suddenly, two figures jumped out of the mist-covered grass beside their mouths.

Everything happened in an instant, a tall and majestic figure. The person who was grabbed by his neck from behind only twisted and made a "cluck" sound, and then the Japanese soldier who was caught did not move. Even the man who twisted his neck was able to free up a hand to hold the rifle he was about to fall.

Another devil soldier was swept across his forehead from behind by the shorter man who had been thrown out of the mist. In the next second, the steel helmet had been moved backwards, and the deadly steel helmet strap stuck around his neck, making him unable to utter a word. Just as he was reaching out to untie the steel helmet, a cold, but scorching flame-like thing that entered his body pierced through his body and went straight to his lungs.

He shook as blood foamed at his mouth, like a chicken that had been drained of blood. In the blink of an eye, the two men dragged their bodies and disappeared into the mist. And on the road, at this time the sound of cowhide shoes grew louder and louder, and passed near this village. The Japanese soldiers, killed by two ghosts in the fog, were filled with stones in their clothes and stuffed directly into the waterlogged pond where people in the nearby villages often used to wash their clothes.

If it weren't for the once-in-a-century drought, it would definitely be difficult to find their bodies.

In the fog, two ghost-like people quickly left. After a considerable distance from that village, an order was issued.

"Take a break!"

The snoring and panting man squatted on the ground, looked carefully around the area, and then jumped out of the grass underground.

"Well, yes, know how to see if it's safe underground, as a sniper, secret infiltration is a must!"

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The two ghosts in the fog are none other than Jin Tao and Yao Jinsuo. Although Yao Jinsuo is not as bold as Zhao Deyi, he also has the virtues of calmness and prudence. For a sniper, this is an important basic quality, and Jin Tao, who took him in the middle of the night, was quite satisfied.

said that he wanted to train Yao Jinsuo to be a sniper, except for his natural conditions, it was undoubtedly impossible to train well in such a short period of time. But there is a great man who said, "Learn war in the midst of war," and since it is impossible to have the opportunity to really train him at this moment, it is better to train in such an engagement.

"Yes, sir!"

"Take a sip!"

Jin Tao handed over the suction nozzle of his hump sandbag, and Yao Jinsuo took two sips on the suction nozzle. Of course, Jin Tao's jasmine tea has already been drunk, and it is filled with a little salt and sugar and well water at the moment. It doesn't have to be good, but it can balance electrolytes and replenish physical exertion.

"Sir, your water bag is really good, it's much more convenient than the little devil's broken kettle!"

For the equipment on Jin Tao's body, Yao Jinsuo also knows how to envy. That's too, this equipment, even today's U.S. military, is also to be envied!

"That's easy, go back and find a hot water bottle, I'll make one for you!"

Jin Tao said a few words to Yao Jinsuo in the lowest voice with the way of exhalation. Then he made a gesture of "follow me" to Yao Jinsuo, and then the two figures disappeared into the fog like ghosts in the fog.

They couldn't rest too much, they had to explore and reconnoiter at a considerable distance in front of Zhao Deyi's brigade. This habit became the habit of an iron army that shocked the world much later. When they move, there are always sniper teams in front of them.

The sun gradually dispelled the fog, and at an intersection near Shimonoseki, a group of devil soldiers appeared. They occupy a small piece of high ground about 100 meters from the road and the river. Machine guns and sandbags were erected on it. It's like what the Japanese troops stationed near Shimonoseki often do.

At this time, groups of Japanese soldiers had already begun to appear on the road. It can be seen from their tired steps that they are also exhausted from the battle of Nanjing. Looking at the small plateau with envy, they also hoped that they could be stationed, even if they were not in the city of Nanjing, even if they could sleep well in the wasteland outside the city.

"The sun is out, which is not a good sign. Should the sun come out of Nanjing at this time? Whoever cares, when I get here, history is going to change, who cares what bullshit the weather has become! ”

For these Japanese troops, the people on the small highlands did not care. Although if you look closely, you will see that the faces of those soldiers are full of nervousness. When the sun was a little higher, a large marching procession appeared on the road.

In the light of the sun, the prisoners of the International Party troops escorted by the Japanese soldiers appeared on the road. There is a long queue with no end in sight. In the queue, there were Kuomintang soldiers and some people wearing civilian clothes.

Jin Tao leaned under his sandbag, and the camera on his helmet filmed the scene on the road. He knew that it was a killing that was to be carried out by the river. However, he and his brothers around him could do nothing but watch.

"At least this time, they don't want to play tricks!"

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