my battlefield my company

Chapter 25
A Japanese soldier with a big belly in a private first-class uniform gave a military salute: "Your Excellency, how many Chinese people are there in front?"

Standing behind Yan Zhi, Zhao Fugui and Fan Xiaosi were a little flustered. It was the first time in their lives that they were standing so close to the little devil. As soon as the trigger was pulled, the three of them immediately turned into a hornet's nest.But now that the deal is done, the two of them can only pretend to be calm. In fact, it seems like tens of thousands of ants are crawling around in their hearts.

"Baga!" In fact, Yan Zhi was also panicked in his heart. A rehearsal between his own people and a real confrontation with the enemy are completely different things. He used outbursts of anger to cover up his panic, and his baby-fat face was so ferocious that it almost deformed. He snarled and stretched out his hand. He slapped the private first class, followed by another slap, the private first class stood in a daze, not only did not dare to speak, but straightened his waist even more, behind him The other eight Japanese soldiers also lowered their heads at the same time, not daring to look into the angry captain's eyes.

When Yan Zhi slapped him with two palms, the calves of Zhao Fugui and Fan Xiaosi standing behind him trembled. Their eyes were almost covered by the brim of the cloth army hat under the [-]-style steel helmet. They glanced at each other from the corner of their eyes. Glancing at each other, they couldn't help holding the guns in their hands tightly, their palms were sweaty, and they said in their hearts that Officer Yan was really pissed off, and he slapped the little devil twice when he came up, because he was afraid that the other party wouldn't know that you were a fake captain or something. ?
The two figured out that if the stupid-looking senior soldier saw the opening, they would have to preemptively kill the three little devils holding crooked tricks first.

Life is a play, good or bad depends on acting.

Yan Zhi performed the fury to the extreme, and even he himself believed that he was an awesome Japanese captain at this time: "The imperial soldiers of the Emperor of Japan are fighting bloody battles in front, but you are in the mood to ask how many of them are here?" People, don’t hurry up to support me, didn’t your instructors teach you when you were recruits, no matter how many Chinese people came, our Imperial Japanese Army would never take a step back?”

Yan Zhi's atrocities made Zhao Fugui and Fan Xiaosi cry secretly. The two felt their mouths were dry and their tongues were sore. Their backs were drenched in cold sweat. A gust of wind blew and they trembled all over. Just when Fan Xiaosi was about to pee At that time, the Japanese private first class with a big belly actually lowered his head and said, "Hi!"

"Just how many of you are here?"

"There is another team behind us. The other two teams happen to be on a secret mission, and the other is on an exercise. They are on their way here, and they will arrive in 10 minutes at most."

"Wow!" Yan Zhi expressed his satisfaction.

"Hi!" The big-bellied corporal bowed his head again, expressing his affirmation.

"Clap!"

When Yan Zhi gained power, he slapped him twice and shouted, "Ba Ga, hurry up."

"Hi!" The first-class soldier with a big belly was not angry. After stopping for a while, he turned to greet his other companions and ran to the bottom of the valley together.

Yan Zhi heaved a sigh of relief. This nima usually watched too many anti-Japanese dramas. When he actually arrived at the scene, he was also extremely nervous. Beard, after all, my baby-fat face looks like a cute newcomer, so I have to add a mustache to bluff people.

After touching it a few times, he found the fake beard, Yan Zhi said in a low voice, "I'm so good, when did this fake beard get to the corner of his mouth?"

Hearing this, Zhao Fugui and Zhao Xiaosi gasped again.

Yan Zhi actually didn't expect that his six slaps would be so effective just now. In other words, he really didn't expect the little devil to behave lower than the legend in front of his immediate boss.

The hierarchy in the Japanese army was so strict that it seemed unreasonable that superiors had the right to beat their subordinates during wartime, just like everyday food.

In fact, Yan Zhi lived in Kyoto for several years before crossing, and he knew that the relationship between Japanese people is extremely strict. Even in Japanese companies, subordinates cannot overstep their superiors, let alone World War II.

It is common for superior officers to beat junior soldiers, and the beaten soldiers dare not resist. If he resists a little, he may die inexplicably in the next charge. This is why Japanese soldiers are charging Sometimes, there is very little reason to back off.

The Japanese were indoctrinated with a strict sense of hierarchy since they were young. After joining the army, the hierarchical system between superiors and subordinates was strengthened. On the battlefield, the subordinate soldiers could only obey the order given by the chief.

Looking at the history of World War II before, Yan Zhi didn't understand why Japan, a small country with a small population, was able to sweep the entire Asia.

After reading various materials in Japan, he can see that the reason why the Japanese were able to sweep Asia is also because they have a strict hierarchy and absolute obedience.

In fact, there is one thing that Yan Zhi doesn't know, that is, his Japanese is very good, especially his fair face, excellent temperament, coupled with a pure Kyoto accent, for a few Japanese soldiers from remote places Said, that is the existence of uncle.

As for that big-bellied first class soldier, how dare he, a first class soldier from a small place, dare to confront the captain.In wartime, the rank of captain is the fastest to be promoted, and after a few good battles, he may be promoted to the rank of major. A senior soldier like him has almost reached the peak of his military career. If he offends a captain, In future battles, Xiao Ming can be finished at any time.

After all the nine devil soldiers ran down the valley, Yanzhi raised one arm high, with his index finger and thumb stretched at [-] degrees, as if shooting with a rifle, while the other hand pointed at the bottom of the valley and ran forward. The nine Japanese soldiers sent tactical sign language signals to the soldiers of the Brother Company hiding on both sides of the wing bone.

Then, he made his fist upwards, raised it above his head, stretched out 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 fingers in sequence, and then made a fist violently,

Almost at the moment when he clenched his fist, the sound of rifles rang out intensively. The first class soldier who fell to the ground was the first class soldier with a bewitching blood on his head. His body only twisted a few times crazily. Before he could pull the bolt of the gun, he slumped into the grass without even making a scream.

A machine gunner's face was splattered with bloody red and white brains from the head of the first class soldier. He reached out his hand in panic, trying to wipe off the blood on his face, but suddenly his body was swaying, and he was hit by several bullets whistling. The vital parts, rushed head-on in the grass, kicked his legs a few times, but there was no more movement.

The other two machine gunners didn't know where to shoot in a panic, and two teammates died instantly beside them, making them suddenly frightened, but they didn't even know where the enemy was.A machine gunner twisted his neck and turned around in a circle. He felt a chill on his neck, and then a hot liquid flowed down his neck to his chest. He wanted to raise his gun in desperation, but before he could buckle it, As soon as the trigger was pulled, another bullet hit his head, bleeding instantly.

When the last machine gunner fell on his back, he pulled the gun in vain, watching the blue flames spit out by the machine gun shooting into the dark sky, a bloody color appeared in front of his eyes, instantly blurring his eyes, and then he fell mechanically. land.

In less than twenty seconds, the nine devil soldiers were shot into a hornet's nest before they could make any meaningful response.They didn't even know where the bullets that killed them came from, so they went to see Hades one after another.

(End of this chapter)