Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

Yu Congrong's voice came from above.

Qiao Lin and several soldiers around him raised their hands to cover their eyes at the same time. It was so bright that they couldn't open them at all.

"Your uncle's Yu Congrong, come down to me quickly, do you want to shake me to death?"

Jolin cursed angrily.

Yu Congrong hastily turned the searchlight to one side and jumped down from above, but he couldn't stand still and sat down on the ground.

"Should! I'll make you laugh again."

Qiao Lin said very relieved, causing the soldiers to laugh in a low voice.

"Company commander, we have caught a job. He is an officer, but his rank is not high."

Huang Dachuan twisted the arm of a rice army officer and escorted him over.

Qiao Lin saw that the rank of lieutenant was probably the highest officer at this interception point.

"You retreat first, organize your equipment, and bring back Dr. Yang and Lei Gong who were left behind, as well as the military uniforms of the enemies you dealt with."

Qiao Lin gave an order first, and then brought the prisoner to the fire, and began to interrogate him.

The rice army officer was young and looked to be in his twenties, looking overly frightened.

He still can't help but want to pee.

Originally, it was his turn to manage the platoon night tonight, and he thought it would be the same as usual, if he survived tonight, he could go back to sleep for a day tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, first an inexplicable woman came and took away a team of soldiers from him, and then that woman appeared again, and was chased by another team of soldiers.

Just now he was warming up around the fire with a few remaining subordinates, and he was still bragging that American soldiers are strong, and playing with women in the cold and snow will not be affected.

Unexpectedly, what he said was on the rise, but no one picked up on him. When he came back to his senses, he realized that all the subordinates who warmed up with him had turned into dead people.

And these soldiers in the uniform of the Volunteer Army, each holding only a dagger, seemed to have drilled out of the ground, and suddenly stood in front of him.

Just when he wondered if he was hallucinating, two daggers were placed around his neck, and at the same time, a quiet but painful slap was slapped on his face.

Chapter 220 Four Choices of Two Deaths

He felt that these volunteers were barbaric, beating people without even saying a word, so he chose to submit obediently and try not to touch the bad guys.

After Qiaolin talked to him for a few words, he found that the young man who seemed to be the commander of the Volunteer Army seemed to be easy to talk to.

Not only was he able to communicate with him normally in fluent English, but there was no hint of threatening malice in his words.

It's just that the bruised nose and swollen face look a little scary.

"You volunteers are unreasonable, don't you treat prisoners preferentially? Why do you beat people?"

After chatting with Qiao Lin for a few words, the officer of the Mi Army who thought he had figured out his temper began to complain about being slapped.

Qiao Lin couldn't help laughing, feeling that this guy was a little naive.

He raised his finger and pointed to the bruised place on his face: "Guess how my face was done?"

The Mi Jun officer was taken aback, not understanding why he would ask this question. It seemed that it had nothing to do with his appeal.

"These were all beaten by your subordinates. They held my comrades hostage and forced me not to fight back. Several people surrounded me and beat me. Compared with the slap you received, it seems that your Mijun is even more unreasonable. "

Qiao Lin choked on a word and the Mi Jun officer was speechless.

Is it because his subordinates beat the person in front of him that he brought someone to the door to take revenge?

But this method of revenge is too cruel?As soon as he came up, he killed more than a dozen people.

The officer of the Mi Army was a little surprised when his subordinates had beaten this person, and he was even more curious about how these volunteers suddenly appeared. At the same time, he also eagerly hoped that those subordinates who were having fun would come back as soon as possible.

"Okay, don't worry about these useless questions anymore, tell me, where is your First Cavalry Division? What are they doing? And where are the captured People's Army?"

Qiao Lin put away his smiling face, changed his previous attitude, and asked solemnly.

The officer of the Mi Army was stunned again. Until now, he seemed to understand what the real purpose of these volunteers was.

At the same time, he also guessed that he was afraid that the rescuer he was thinking of would never come back.

From the appearance of that woman, everything was a conspiracy.

The First Cavalry Division, that is the top secret of the Mi Army, how dare he reveal it?

"Give you two choices, either answer my question truthfully, and I can give you a quicker way to die."

Qiao Lin pointed to the corpses of the Mi Army soldiers beside the fire. They were all killed with a single knife. It could be seen that they did not suffer any pain before they died.

"Either let me find a way to pry your mouth open bit by bit. Believe me, I will definitely make you regret coming to this world."

Qiaolin gave the opponent two choices and told him the result in advance.

The face of the Mi Jun officer froze all of a sudden.

This is completely different from what he expected.

Since saying is also death, not saying is also death.

Why don't you have a bit more backbone?At least in the future, flowers will be piled on his tombstone, and people will applaud him.

"I'll give you three minutes to think about it."

Qiao Lin seemed to have figured out what the Mi Jun officer was thinking. He pulled out the dagger and played it with his palm a few times, making a dazzling set of knives.

Then he bent down, pulled out a dagger of the same size from the corpse on the ground, stood it up, and slashed it lightly with his own dagger.

"Bah!"

The sound was like diamonds passing through glass.

Then, the erected dagger broke in two.

The officer of the Mi Army who had been observing Qiao Lin suddenly felt his skin tighten.

As an officer, he naturally knew how good the quality of the daggers provided by the army were.

Made of high-strength carbon steel, it can easily pierce a three-millimeter-thick iron sheet, and even drill holes in rocks without worrying about the tip of the knife breaking.

Such a hard dagger was cut off in an instant. What kind of weapon is the opponent holding?

"Well, the quality is not bad."

Qiao Lin seemed to be talking to himself, and then he pointed at the half-remaining rice army dagger and began to sharpen it, just like sharpening a pencil.

For a while, thin iron filings flew around, many of which splashed on the face of the Mi Jun officer. He watched helplessly as the half of the dagger was cut to nothing but the handle.

"It's boring."

Qiao Lin threw the handle of the knife away, lowered his head and looked around, and soon discovered a new target.

The body of the rice soldier whose dagger was removed by him, the right hand that was originally resting on his stomach, fell to the ground because of Qiao Lin's movement, and the five slightly bent fingers were pointing at his feet.

Jolin knelt down and held down a finger, then cut with his own dagger.

The Mi Army officer stared intently at Qiao Lin's movements.

He was surprised to find that Qiao Lin didn't make any effort, and the thumb was sliced ​​into pieces.

You read that right, not one piece at a time, but one piece at a time, and the thickness is quite uniform.

This scene reminded him of the sausage on the plate when he ate western food again.

"It's time, what do you think?"

After cutting off the whole thumb, Qiao Lin looked up at the Mi Jun officer and asked.

"I..."

The Mi Army officer seemed to be still hesitating.

"It's okay, then cut off one of your fingers first."

Qiao Lin didn't seem to be angry at all, and reached out to grab the hand of the Mi Jun officer.

The officer of the Mi Army shrank back in fright, but how could his speed be faster than Qiao Lin, and he was immediately grabbed by the index finger of his left hand.

"Don't worry, my knife skills have always been good. You have ten fingers and ten toes, plus your nose and ears. I will cut off all the things that grow on the outside of your body bit by bit."

Speaking of this, Qiao Lin deliberately lowered his head and glanced at the crotch of the Mi Jun officer.

The officer of the Mi Army felt his legs tightened at that time, and cried out in a crying voice: "I said, please don't cut me!"

What kind of flowers, what kind of applause, go to it, people are going to die, why do you care about those?

"You're pretty smart!"

Jolin let go of his hand, revealing an imperceptible smile.

Since it is a threat, it must be in place at one time, completely smashing the opponent's psychology, causing him to collapse and lose the courage to resist.

"However, let me remind you in advance that I have already obtained some information from your subordinates. If what you said is different from them, I don't mind letting you see the ancient skinning craft. I advise you to stop lying and deceive me. thoughts."

Before the Mi Army officer spoke, Qiao Lin warned him again.

Slicing, peeling, these cruel words made the Mi Jun officer feel that the dagger seemed to be on his body, and he didn't dare to resist at all, and began to answer Qiao Lin's question honestly.

Soon, all the news about the [-]st Cavalry Division that Qiao Lin wanted to know had the answer, except what the Mi Army officer didn't know.

"Very good, then farewell!"

Qiao Lin stood up, put the dagger across the neck of the Mi Jun officer, cut it off, and a head rolled out.

What surprised him even more was that the severed neck did not bleed.

Could this be the legendary blood-sealed throat?Is this a bit too exaggerated?

Qiao Lin squatted down and checked his neck carefully. Sure enough, none of the blood vessels on it were bleeding.

At this time, the soldiers were all back, and he temporarily gave up studying why the dagger met the blood seal throat.

Chapter 220 Five: Advance or Retreat

"Lei Gong, you take the logistics support squadron, put on the enemy's military uniform, and continue to guard this intersection."

"Doctor Liu, I remember that you know foreign languages, so you will also stay. If there is an emergency, you can act as an interpreter, and Nurse Jin will also stay. The situation in the mountains is more complicated, and it is safer for you to stay here."

Qiao Lin first made arrangements for Lei Gong and Liu Zhengkai.