I rise from the sword

Chapter 368 The bullet that can kill me, the little devil, hasn't been made yet!
"Don't worry, the little devil with the bullet that can kill me hasn't been made yet!"

Yang Lin rejected the proposal of Monk Wei and Duan Peng.

"But……"

"There is nothing but, you immediately lead the injured brother to go first, this is an order, I am not discussing with you, let alone seeking your opinions!"

Before the two could finish speaking, Yang Lin interrupted sharply, his tone full of determination.

"Yes! Group seat!"

The two had no choice but to lead the wounded one step ahead.

Yang Lin first found a suitable position, set up a mg-42 general-purpose machine gun, and blocked the little devil for a while.

After Monk Wei and Duan Peng led the special forces far away, he then withdrew to another path.

The reason why Yang Lin stayed alone and did not bring a few more helpers was not because of arrogance, but because as the king of special warfare with the blessing of the system, he was like a dragon entering the sea in the complex mountainous area, with 10000 kinds of A way to deal with the little devils chasing.

Especially at night now.

And if some special forces members are left, it seems to enhance his superficial combat effectiveness, but in fact it weakens his combat effectiveness.

"Tut, chug, chug, chug..."

With a power of 380, Yang Lin's mg-42 general-purpose machine gun is no different from an ordinary submachine gun.

If there is anything to say, it is probably that this submachine gun is much bigger and more powerful.

He didn't run away blindly, but while retreating, he used the general-purpose machine gun in his hand to shoot at the chasing little devils.

"Baga! Those damn Chinese soldiers are over there, they ran over there, chase, chase quickly!!!"

When the devil soldiers saw the gunfire, they immediately followed and chased Yang Lin.

The little devils chased up in groups, and the hedgehogs gathered together, which can be said to have hit Yang Lin's arms!

Yang Lin quickly took out several napalm bombs from the system space, and used a remote-controlled bomb as a detonator, and hid them together in the thatch piles passing by.

Since you want to do it, you have to do it with a big ticket!
After setting up the remote control napalm bomb, Yang Lin immediately ran to the distance, turning around and firing from time to time.

He looked like a coquettish kiln sister teasing a group of LSPs, but the lungs of the little devils who came after him were blown out.

"Baga! Those damn Chinese soldiers are right in front, chase, chase quickly!"

"They can't run away, quickly surround them!"

Soon, hundreds of little devils chased to the vicinity of the remote-controlled napalm bomb, and Yang Lin knew the terrifying lethality of the napalm bomb.

Seeing the crowd of devils entering the explosion range, he immediately took out and pressed the remote control button!

However, after pressing it three times in a row, there was no response from the remote-controlled napalm bomb hundreds of meters away.

"Damn it! Damn it, I lost the chain at a critical moment!"

His trousers were all taken off. At this time, Yang Lin had no time to think about which link went wrong. Since the electronic remote control failed, he could only use physical detonation.

Immediately, Yang Lin immediately took out a grenade from the system space, adjusted the shooting elements, and stuffed a grenade into the barrel.

"Tom!"

There was a dull sound of firing, but the 45mm caliber grenade drew a beautiful arc at low altitude, and landed with incomparable precision in the thatch pile where the remote-controlled napalm bomb was placed.

"boom!"

The grenade fell to the ground and exploded, creating a scarlet flame in the dark night, and immediately caused a more violent explosion.

"Boom!—"

The napalm bomb exploded violently, and a mushroom-shaped flame several tens of meters high suddenly rose up, illuminating the surroundings like daylight.

The scorching flames spread around, like a giant beast devouring all living things around it mercilessly.

Thirty or forty little devils near the explosion point were directly blown away by the powerful fire waves generated by the explosion.

The temperature of the fire wave was extremely high, over a thousand degrees Celsius. These little devils were burned to death almost instantly, and then the bodies were burned and gasified, leaving only a piece of black bone falling down.

There is no shelter around the explosion point, so all the little devils within a hundred meters cannot escape bad luck.

In addition to the dozens of little devils who were burned to death on the spot, the clothes on more than 100 little devils were ignited. They screamed and rolled around in embarrassment, trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies.

However, napalm is not an ordinary flammable substance. It adheres to clothing, and it is impossible to extinguish it without burning the flammable substance.

As a result, all the little devil's self-help methods are futile.

In a few seconds, the fireworks burned into the flesh of the little devils, and the flesh of these little devils was burnt to pieces, and a disgusting smell of burning barbecued meat filled the air.

"Uh, uh, uh..."

"Help me, I can't take it anymore, medic, come and save me..."

"Kill me, please, give me a good time, kill me with a gun..."

The devil soldier was in extreme pain, screaming heart-piercingly.

A group of guys couldn't stand the burning torture, so they begged their companions to give them a good time.

However, the little devil next to him has already crossed the river like a mud bodhisattva, and he can't protect himself, so how can he take care of them?

"This is???"

Monk Wei, Duan Peng and others were all attracted by the huge movement produced by the napalm bomb explosion, and turned their heads suddenly.

Duan Peng looked at the scarlet night sky that looked like the sky was on fire, and said, "There's no danger to the group seats, right?"

Monk Wei thought for a while and said: "I have been with Tuan Zuo for a while, he seems arrogant, but he cherishes his life very much, and almost never fights uncertain battles."

"So, there should be no danger!"

After a pause, Monk Wei continued: "Besides, you should all know the skills of Tuan Zuo. If he wants to leave, it's impossible for the little devil to keep him!"

"If we turn back now, we will become a burden to the group!"

"So, if you don't want to drag the group down, after you go back, continue to train hard!"

"go!"

All the team members didn't say anything more, and continued to rush towards the direction of Fenyang County...

Say this again.

Napalm bombs are different from conventional artillery shells. They kill the enemy continuously, not just at the moment of explosion.

"Baga! It's an incendiary bomb. These damn Chinese soldiers don't talk about martial arts, and they use this damn incendiary bomb again!"

"Be careful, evacuate, quickly evacuate from the explosion point!!!"

A lot of the little devils in the distance were also ignited by the spread of napalm. Fortunately, the fire was not strong and the injuries were not serious.

They had already seen the power of napalm bombs, and they fled in all directions, desperately escaping from the explosion area like dogs that lost their homes.

It has to be said that when the little devil became cruel, he was also cruel enough to himself.

Some little devils were not seriously burned, but they knew that the wounds burned by incendiary bombs would inevitably be infected, and compared with burns, knife wounds were much easier to heal.

In order to survive, they pulled out their bayonets and cut off the flesh that was ignited by napalm.

"Baga, Lu! Damn China soldier, I will definitely kill you!!!"

The wounded little devils screamed and broke down. They picked up the weapons in their hands and fired in gestures to vent their anger.

It seems that this can relieve their pain.

Yang Lin hid under the ridge hundreds of meters away, stray bullets could not reach him at all, and the enemy's shooting was useless except for wasting bullets.

"Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to the host, kill 1 enemy captain officer, special rewards 36 German 2mm caliber anti-aircraft guns, 10 boxes of shells; merit value +900, experience value +900."

“叮！系统提示：恭喜宿主击杀敌军少尉军官1名，特别奖励mp18冲锋枪5支，子弹10箱；功勋值+300，经验值+300。”

"Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to the host for killing an enemy second lieutenant officer, merit +1, experience +300."

"Ding! System prompt: Congratulations to the host for killing 1 enemy sergeant, special reward..."

……

More than half of the ghost soldiers who were chasing were killed by napalm bombs. Some were killed on the spot, some were burned to death, and some were in severe pain and chose to kill themselves...

The little devil was already terrified of being beaten, and for a while, he didn't dare to launch a chase.

"Baga! You idiots, don't shoot indiscriminately!!!"

The devil officer yelled at the devil soldiers who stopped shooting.

It has to be said that these little devils are quite wise, because continuing to fire will only bring them death.

"Little devil, it's almost time, grandpa won't play with you anymore!"

Seeing that the little devils didn't continue to pursue, Yang Lin didn't intend to entangle with them any more. He retracted his weapon into the system space, and then shifted his position to chase Wei Monk and the others...

50 attacks east of Fenyang County.

Headquarters of the 27th Division of the Japanese Army.

Tonight, the frontline troops of the Japanese army were attacked by surprise, and the movement was so loud that even Masamori Honma, the head of the division 30 kilometers away, was alarmed.

Two hours ago, this old devil had contacted his chief of staff Tokugawa Ichiro.

At this moment, the division headquarters of the 27th Division had lost contact with the front line, and neither the telephone nor the telegram could continue.

"Baga! How's the situation with the frontline troops? Why haven't you been to Tokugawa-kun and the others?"

Masami Honma had just fallen asleep when he was woken up by the staff officers on duty. At this time, with two big bloodshot panda eyes, he walked back and forth in the headquarters anxiously, questioning the Communications Department cursingly. .

The Devil's communication staff officer on duty immediately explained: "Reporting to Your Excellency, Division Commander, we have lost contact with the frontline troops and are currently trying to contact the frontline command."

"It's just that we have sent multiple telegrams to the frontline headquarters, but have not received a response..."

Honma Yajian looked like he had eaten two catties of stool, with a gloomy face, he scolded angrily: "Baga! It's been more than an hour, and I haven't gotten in touch. It's ridiculous, you group of incompetent idiot!!!"

"Hi Yi, what your Excellency the commander taught you is..."

If you are beaten, you must stand at attention, and if you are scolded, you must also stand at attention.

The devil's communication staff lowered his head, allowing the head of the division, Masami Honma, to reprimand him.

The headquarters of the 1st and 2nd regiments of the garrison infantry were taken over by the Spike Special Forces. Naturally, all their communication facilities were also destroyed by the Spike Special Forces.

In particular, the telegraphs of the 1st Regiment were all blown up to scum. If the devil's communicators could fix it, it would be hell.

Fortunately, the telegraph of the 2nd Regiment of the Garrison Infantry was only damaged, and was not blown to pieces. At this time, the commander of the 2nd Regiment, Yoshida Shigeru, was constantly urging the communications soldiers to repair the radio...

Let's talk about the 27th Division of the Japanese Army.

Masahiro Honma, the commander of the division, saw the anxious pacing back and forth in the headquarters. He knew that the communication of the frontline troops was interrupted. This was definitely not accidental, and something must have happened.

You know, even if there is a problem with the communication equipment, it is impossible for the equipment of the two alliances to have problems at the same time. This is too abnormal!

What's more, Yang Lin has always been good at night attacks. During the Battle of Jiaocheng Mountain, the brigade headquarters of the 4th Brigade was attacked by the Zhongrui Regiment at night.

The brigade headquarters, including brigade leader Kiyosaburo Okazaki, were all lost in that night attack...

Another half hour passed.

At this time, a ghost messenger hurried to Honma Masami with a translated message, gave a sudden pause, and reported:

"Report to your Excellency, the commander of the division, the frontline troops have called back!"

Benma Ya saw it, and immediately urged eagerly: "Read it, read it quickly!"

"Hi Yi!"

The devil's communicator paused again, and then picked up the telegram and reported seriously: "Your Excellency, Division Commander, three hours ago, the sharp regiment of the Chinese Army sent a raid force to attack the 3st and 1nd Infantry Regiment of the Imperial Army's garrison at night. Alliance camp."

"The artillery positions, supplies, ammunition depots, and tank units of the two regiments have all suffered devastating blows. Hundreds of people were killed or injured by the Imperial Army..."

"Baga! Damn Yang Lin, damn the elite regiment of the Chinese Army, I will kill him alive!"

Honma gritted his teeth in hatred, suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and asked again and again: "By the way, the frontline troops suffered so much damage in battle, why didn't Tokugawa Ichiro report the situation in time?"

The devil's communicator responded weakly: "Division...Your Excellency, Division Chief, you...you are wrong to blame the Chief of Staff, it's not that the Chief of Staff did not report, but that the former enemy headquarters of the Chief of Staff was also attacked.

Many imperial officers, including His Excellency the Chief of Staff, were all killed in this night attack, and they have already given their allegiance to His Majesty the Emperor..."

Hearing such bad news, Masa Honma saw that his whole body was struck by lightning, his body backed up uncontrollably, and his spirit almost collapsed.

"Your Excellency, Commander!"

The communication staff officer next to him had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and immediately stepped forward to support him.

"Baga! Impossible, Tokugawa-kun is a high-achieving student of the Imperial Military Academy. He hasn't shown his ambition yet, so it's impossible to fight to the death!!!"

Honma Masami pushed away the communications staff who was supporting him, shook his head in disbelief, completely unwilling to accept such a fiasco and loss.

When the rest of the devil officers in the division headquarters heard the unfortunate news, they all bowed their heads collectively and mourned for Tokugawa Ichiro and others in their hearts...

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(End of this chapter)