Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

The thrill of hunting made Kujo Miyakita more and more excited.

It can be said that he used to have a cunning personality, but when he encountered danger, he immediately prioritized his own safety.

But at this time, the continuous hunting, or in other words, being chased by others, and the anger made his mind abnormal.

From avoiding pursuit and hiding everywhere in the beginning to actively hunting down the other party now, Kujo Miyakita is like a completely different person.

So war can indeed change a person. It can turn a timid and cowardly person into a crazy and bloodthirsty person.

At the same time, the other Japanese soldiers who were retreating rapidly heard the gunshots and turned around in horror.

When they saw their companions lying on the ground, they were suddenly panicked.

They were already moving very fast, but the other party still caught up with them and killed one of their companions.

They raised their guns in panic and looked around, trying to find the location of Kujo Miyakita, but Kujo Miyakita had already moved to his sniper position and disappeared from their sight.

"Baga! Where is he? Find him out!"

The captain of the pursuit team roared angrily. At this moment, he was nervous and angry.

He also believed that they could not keep running, otherwise they would be killed one by one by the other side.

Thinking of this, he immediately ordered: "Find him and kill him!"

But at this moment, another gunshot was heard, and one of the men next to the captain of the pursuit team was shot.

The bullet hit his chest, and the huge impact force made his body fly back several meters before he fell heavily to the ground.

The other Japanese soldier next to the captain of the pursuit team was so scared that his face turned pale, his legs went weak, and he couldn't hold the gun steadily.

Instead, the team leader pretended to be calm and shouted loudly: "Baga! Cheer up! Spread out and find cover!"

Before he finished speaking, the leader of the pursuit team had already separated and hidden himself with the other Japanese soldier.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, with only the sound of the wind whistling through the forest.

The target disappeared, and Kujo Miyakita lay there motionless like a piece of rotten wood.

This is a test of endurance. Whoever moves first will die first.

The leader of the pursuit team and his last subordinate were each looking for cover, not daring to make a sound.

Their eyes were full of tension and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down their foreheads one after another.

The leader of the pursuit team tightly grasped the Type 14 Nambu pistol in his hand. Although the gun obviously did not have enough range, it was his last trump card to save his life.

He wanted to grab the dead man's gun, but he didn't dare to move.

Because he knew very well that Kujo Miyakita must be aiming at that place.

Time passed by minute by minute, and both sides were waiting in a tense atmosphere, waiting for the other side to reveal a flaw first.

But obviously, when it comes to hunting, Kujo Miyakita has more patience.

He is like the water in a deep pool, calm and peaceful.

But the frightened Japanese soldier could no longer hold back.

His body trembled slightly in the night wind and his breathing became rapid and disordered.

His hand shaking as he pulled the trigger caused the bullet to fly out of the chamber with a bang, and the gun went off accidentally.

The gunfire in the darkness revealed the panicked face of the Japanese soldier. He knew he was exposed and tried to save himself.

But at this moment, the fatal gunshot came as expected.

After a bang, a bullet hit his forehead accurately.

Blood and brain matter splattered out, and the Japanese soldier's body fell straight down, and there was no movement anymore.

The captain of the pursuit team was frightened by the sudden gunshot. He looked at his fallen men through the gap in the cover and made the most correct decision, which was to escape.

He was no match for Kujo Miyakita at all. If he continued to stay here, he would only die.

So while Kujo Miyakita was changing bullets, the team leader gritted his teeth, stood up suddenly, and ran wildly towards the depths of the forest.

Jiujo Miyakita looked at the fleeing figure, and a sneer appeared on his lips: "Want to run? It's not that easy."

Kujo Miyakita quickly put away his Type 38 rifle, and shuttled through the mountains and forests like a cheetah, staring closely at the figure fleeing in panic in front of him.

The captain of the pursuit team was running desperately. He looked back from time to time, but he could only see the deep forest behind him, which seemed to swallow him up like a tide.

He knew in his heart that he was no match for Kujo Miyakita, and his only thought now was to escape, the farther the better.

However, how could Kujo Miyakita let him go so easily?
Less than ten minutes after running, Kujo Miyakita caught up with the captain of the pursuit team.

The team leader felt someone behind him, and when he turned around, he was frightened to death. Kujo Miyakita was less than five meters behind him.

He turned around and was about to shoot at Kujo Miyakita, but Kujo Miyakita's speed was much faster than he had imagined.

Just as the captain of the pursuit team turned around, Kujo Miyakita kicked him in the lower back.

The captain of the pursuit team felt a huge force coming at him, and his body fell forward involuntarily. He fell heavily to the ground and had a mouthful of dirt.

He struggled to get up, but found that a strong hand had already pressed down on his shoulder, pinning him to the ground.

Then, a cold voice sounded in his ears: "Still want to run? Be obedient, and maybe I can spare your life."

The team leader naturally wouldn't believe Kujo Miyakita. He struggled desperately and scratched the ground with his hands, but it was of no use.

Jiujo Miyakita snorted coldly, pulled out a dagger from his waist, gently put it on the captain's cheek, and said in a grim tone: "If you move again, I will cut off your ears first!"

The captain of the pursuit team didn't dare to move.

Jiujo Gongbei sneered and continued to ask: "Tell me, who are you all? Who made this assassination plan?"

The team leader gritted his teeth, silently recited the spirit of Bushido in his heart, and refused to speak.

The corners of Kujo Miyakita's mouth slightly raised, revealing a cruel smile: "Oh, you are quite courageous. But I want to see how long you can be tough."

As he spoke, he exerted a little force with the dagger in his hand, leaving a deep bloody mark on the captain's cheek.

Blood flowed down the captain's cheeks. He gasped in pain, but he still kept his lips tightly closed, refusing to utter a word.

Seeing this, Kujo Miyakita's eyes became even colder. He swung his knife, and the right ear of the captain of the pursuit team flew off.

"what!"

The team leader finally couldn't hold back and let out a scream, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Jiujo Gongbei stopped what he was doing and sneered: "Do you want to talk now? If you don't, I will not only cut off your ears, but also your ten fingers and toes. I will cut them off one by one!" (End of this chapter)