Chapter 8: I Can't Measure Myself (8)

After Li Dayan retreated, the incestine turmoil in the Japanese camp did not end, but further aggravated. The frightened Japanese soldiers howled and shot wildly at everything that moved, until the rifles were gone. There were even soldiers who kept pulling the trigger after running out of bullets.

The Belgian military camp was the closest to here, so they were the first to send reinforcements here. Although there were less than 3,000 men, it was not a strong army, but the Belgians did not think so. They have always considered themselves to be one of the great powers, and they sent out a major general. A major general has only more than 2,000 but less than 3,000 men under his command, which is naturally a bit ridiculous.

Now this ridiculous army is marching in the direction of the Japanese camp after the whole formation.

The night is dark, the wind is high, and the day is murderous and arsonous. Lin Mengchu also tied a white strip of cloth around her arm, and then this sentence suddenly popped into her mind. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, if Ah Cheng was here, maybe she would say some nonsense, or read a few lines of poetry that didn't match her at all to make fun.

Now that she's alone, she can't help but feel a little depressed. Although there were more than five hundred elite warriors lying behind her, they were all like NPCs, at least in her eyes. And she won't have any conversation or communication with these subordinates.

The Belgian ranks stretched out into a long one, and in the moonlight they looked like a long snake wriggling forward. Under the constant urging of the officers leading the team, the Belgians did not move slowly. Objectively speaking, if the Belgians were able to join the coalition forces and be one of the eight powers, they would naturally still be able to fight. The countries that can survive in the place where there are many countries in Europe have their own set.

However, in the previous series of battles, because their numbers were too small, they were never allowed to fight. So, these people don't know the cruelty of the people of this land. After hearing the news of the deflated English, Russians, and Germans, they mocked their allies in private and semi-public, and vowed to kill all the natives of the Qing kingdom if there were only 10,000 Belgians.

This blind optimism has obviously largely contributed to a series of misconceptions, and perhaps tonight's Belgian major general will lead the team out because of the impact of these words. Either way, they hurried out of their camp, galloped in the moonlight, and then naturally fell into the trap of the enemy.

The Belgians had already arrived at the battlefield pre-set by the Black Dragon Society, but Lin Mengchu just calmly watched the enemy pass by, and did not give the order to attack. The soldiers behind her had no objection to this, and in the past battles, the girl had impressed them with her inhuman force and unparalleled tactical command. They believed in the maiden even more than in themselves, and they believed that if the Führer made a decision, it must be right.

So, the vanguard of the enemy had passed in front of them, and they did not have any impatience, but simply lay quietly in ambush in the shallow ditch outside the road. The vanguard of the Belgians had passed, followed by the main force of their central army.

Seeing the enemy's Chinese army marching in small steps, Lin Mengchu suddenly stood up and slashed off his right hand.

"Attack!"

It was said to be an attack, but the first to react were the two Maxim heavy machine guns beside him. The rate of fire of 600 rounds per minute knocked down the marching queue in pieces, and in just a few tens of seconds, hundreds of Belgian soldiers were knocked out in pools of blood.

The rest of the Belgian soldiers hurriedly rolled down to both sides of the road, lying on the ground and not daring to move.

At this time, the girl had already killed them with more than 500 good hands. Unlike the troops led by Li Dayan, most of the troops led by Lin Mengchu were heroes from all over the north. These people may not be as good as the long-trained soldiers of the A Regiment in terms of queue and discipline, but they are unique in the technique of killing people in the white soldiers. Rushing to the road, the men quickly slaughtered the nearby Belgians.

Subsequently, these people, under the leadership of Lin Mengchu, went to the front of the enemy army, and handed over the enemy's rear pair to the two Makqin. The flash of the knife flashed, and several Belgians were stopped and cut in two. Blood and internal organs were sprayed all over the ground, and the screams made people feel creepy when they heard it.

However, no one will care about those unlucky ones now. Because, the ground within a radius of several miles has been turned into a large killing field. The Belgians in the dark of night were already unstable after being raided.

After the girl punched more than a dozen Belgians into meat sauce, the Belgians broke up screaming. All the soldiers who followed her had to do was chase after them and cut down the enemy soldiers who had lost their armor to the ground one by one. However, this time no one went to cut off the enemy's head, and they all knew that they had just hit the enemy by surprise. Not far away, there are tens of thousands of foreign devils. Even if these people paid themselves heroes, no one could be arrogant enough to say that they could wipe out tens of thousands of enemy troops with a few hundred people. So, after killing the enemy troops on the road and all the enemies they could see, they hurriedly cleaned the battlefield and retreated.

The Belgian major general who led the team already hated the allies who had told him about the war. Those guys all had strange looks on their faces when they talked about it, but why didn't they say that the enemy was so ferocious! Mommy's! He looked back and saw that the army he had led had been privately dispersed, and even if Ferret regenerated it, it would be impossible to regroup the scattered soldiers in this situation.

Fortunately, there is a friendly camp not far away, as long as you escape there, it is safe, huh, when did this girl appear on the side of the road?

A fist as white as jade flew in front of him, blasting the major general's head like a watermelon, leaving only a headless body still running forward. The body, which had disappeared from the neck, ran more than ten steps before falling to the ground.

"Ahh The girl said dissatisfiedly: "It's not very difficult to kill." If I dare to claim to be a member of the great powers, then can I not say that I am a god? Well, for most people in this world, I'm no different from a god! ”