Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

With a roar, Qiao Lin swung his knife and slashed out. Although there was a piece of air in front of him, this knife seemed to tear apart the void.

"kill!"

After finishing the slash, Qiao Lin made another slash with his backhand. The soldier standing in the front row subconsciously took two steps back, raising the knife in his hand to protect his body.

Even though they were six or seven meters apart, and the one-meter-long saber would never hurt anyone, Qiao Lin's imposing strike still gave the soldiers the illusion that the knife might hit them at any time.

"kill!"

Qiao Lin swung the saber and made another swipe, followed by standing up and stabbing forward, performing the whole set of saber techniques perfectly and smoothly.

"Do you feel any difference?"

Qiao Lin put the knife into the sheath, stood up straight and asked.

"It seems, it seems very scary!"

Wang Dachui tilted his head and thought for a while and said.

The more pure-minded a person is, the easier it is to see the essence of the problem.

Just when other fighters were still wondering why their heartbeats would suddenly speed up, and even felt a little scared, Wang Dahammer gave his most intuitive opinion.

"That's right, when the two armies are fighting, the fearful will be the first to lose! If you can suppress the enemy mentally, you will not be far from victory. This is the murderous spirit I want you to pursue. When the enemy sees you pulling out your sword, the first The first reaction is not to fight you to the death, but to be directly shrouded in the fear of death, how can such an enemy still have the power to fight back in front of you?"

Jolin said in agreement.

Murderous aura has always been a very mysterious thing, and it is the most effective way to suppress the opponent mentally.

This is also why, in a confrontation with such a disparity in size between the two sides, often a look from the seemingly weak person, or an inadvertent small movement, can make the seemingly strong opponent fearful, and even flee without a fight.

"Instructor Qiao, how should I practice this murderous look? Is it called to kill when practicing the knife?"

The soldiers were convinced by Qiao Lin that the murderous aura was really useful, but the problem also came with it. They didn't know how to make themselves look full of murderous aura.

"Murderous aura doesn't come from shouting, it's an aura emanating from the inside out. As for how to practice murderous aura..."

Qiao Lin began to pace in place, thinking about the solution.

Momentum is not like a thing, it can be taught by hand, it is more of an external manifestation of spirit, relying on comprehension.

"I have an idea, you can try it."

After walking back and forth a few times, Jolin stopped, and he thought of a way.

"You re-practice the knife technique just now, but before practicing, I will give you a few minutes to think, think about the bullying you have suffered before, think about the numerous crimes committed since the little devils invaded our country, think about your closest relatives The scene of your beloved comrade-in-arms falling in a pool of blood, think about the way your relatives and friends are being killed by innocent people, and then imagine that there is a little devil standing in front of you, venting all the grievances in your heart with a knife, even if you risk your life, you will not die. To tear him to pieces!"

Qiaolin conceived a scene for the soldiers and let them gradually enter it.

Hearing Qiao Lin's prompt, the soldiers closed their eyes and calmed down, but soon, their expressions began to change.

Everyone's nostrils began to twitch, and their expressions became ferocious, as if they were suffering from great pain.

The blue veins on their foreheads and their heavy breathing proved that their hearts were suffering.

"Your grandma's little devil, go to hell!"

Accompanied by a roar, Wang Dahammer swung his knife first and slashed out.

The tip of the knife went straight into the soil.

Hurry up!

This was Qiao Lin's most intuitive feeling about Wang Dahammer's knife.

"Kill you!"

The soldiers' knives moved one after another, the movements were simple but fierce.

There is that kind of momentum.

Qiao Lin nodded involuntarily. It seems that his method of psychological suggestion is still very effective.

After some meditation, the swords swung by the soldiers changed their power in essence.

"Kill! Kill! Go to hell, you little devil!"

Wang Dachui almost fell into a state of madness, squinting his eyes and holding the knife, slashing and slashing while shouting.

The movements are getting faster and faster, and the strength is getting stronger and stronger.

This guy is so emotional, he's a complete outlaw on the battlefield.

Seeing Wang Dahammer wielding a saber like a madman, Qiao Lin gave him a definition.

After finishing a set of saber techniques, the other fighters stopped, feeling the changes in their psychology.

But Wang Dahammer didn't intend to stop at all, he yelled and rushed to the side while waving his saber.

No one thought that Wang Dazhui's emotions would be so agitated, it was just a practice, and he actually took it seriously.

"Damn, this guy is too deep into the drama!"

Qiao Lin saw that the soldier Wang Dahammer was running towards was in deep danger, but he didn't know it, so he rushed forward with an exclamation.

It's just training, there is no need to kill people.

It wasn't until Wang Dahammer slashed at the soldier's head with his knife that the others realized that something was wrong, and it was too late to remind him to stop him.

Seeing that a murder was about to happen, at the very moment, a figure suddenly flashed over.

Qiao Lin raised his hand to pinch Wang Dahammer's knife-holding wrist, and swept it under his feet.

With a "plop", Wang Dachui fell straight to the ground. Although he was the strongest soldier in the cavalry company, he was powerless to fight back against Qiao Lin.

A tragedy was so easily resolved by Qiao Lin, and Wang Dachui, who was involved, hadn't even realized what happened.

"Little devil... Instructor Joe?"

Wang Dachui wanted to scold the little devil at first, but when he opened his eyes, he found that Qiao Lin was standing in front of him. For a moment, his brain froze and he couldn't turn the corner.

It was obvious that the little devil was about to be killed, why did he suddenly change people?

"be careful!"

"Sledgehammer, stop!"

"Hurry up and escape!"

It wasn't until this time that the reminders that the soldiers were late came.

"Wang Dachui, are you crazy? Kill your comrades too?"

Sun Desheng, who rushed over, was so furious that he raised his foot and kicked Wang Dahammer.

If Qiao Lin didn't take action, today's affairs would be in trouble.

"Company commander, I didn't kill my comrade."

Wang Dahui got up from the ground with a kick, and hurriedly defended.

"Stupid!"

Sun Desheng kicked over again.

"I really didn't want to kill my comrades, I just wanted to kill the little devil."

Wang Dachui said aggrievedly.

"Others continue to contact, Instructor Hu, Wang Dachui, you two come here."

Qiao Lin acted very calmly, waved at Hu Zhiwan and said.

Accidents happen during training. This kind of thing can actually be big or small, depending on how it is defined. In Qiao Lin's view, as long as there is no fact, it is nothing serious.

"Wang Dachui, do you know what you did just now?"

When the three of them came to the edge of the wheat field, Qiao Lin asked directly.

"I know, I almost killed my comrade, but instructor Qiao, I really didn't mean it, and I don't know what happened, so I just focused on it..."

Wang Dachui had come to his senses and wanted to explain for himself.

"You don't need to explain, Instructor Hu, just tell him what happened just now."

Qiao Lin interrupted Wang Dahammer unceremoniously.

Chapter 450 Let Everyone Decide

Hu Zhiwan began to meditate and described the whole incident in detail. He is also a veteran who has served in the army for many years, but this is the first time he has encountered such a thing.

"Instructor, I really didn't do it on purpose. How could I attack my comrades? I don't know what happened at that time. I have nothing in my mind..."

Wang Dachui also realized the seriousness of the problem and knew that he almost caused a catastrophe.

"You shut up first!"

Qiao Lin glared at Wang Dachui, who swallowed his words obediently.

"Instructor Hu, how should this kind of thing be handled in the army?"

Qiao Lin looked at Hu Zhiwan and asked.

It stands to reason that when this kind of thing happened, the company commander should make a decision on how to deal with it, but Qiao Lin called the instructor, which naturally had his intentions.

"This kind of thing has never happened before, but according to the discipline of the army, if Wang Dahammer really accidentally kills someone, he will have to be dealt with by military law."

Hu Zhiwan thought for a while and said.

His words are more subtle, but the meaning is already obvious.

In the war years, military justice is often linked to shooting.

"However, Instructor Qiao, you acted in a timely manner and did not cause serious consequences, but the nature of this matter is bad, and at the very least, you have to be expelled from the army."

Hu Zhiwan paused and spoke again.

Wang Dachui's face was flushed red, but because of Qiao Lin's order, he didn't dare to speak, so he could only hold back.

"Then Instructor Hu, how do you think this matter should be characterized?"

Qiao Lin winked at Hu Zhiwan and asked intentionally.

Hu Zhiwan was startled, and immediately understood what Qiao Lin meant.

Although after conscription activities, the independent regiment is currently in an overstaffed state, but most of them are recruits who are in the training period.