Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

The speed of the sprint was no slower than that of the bayonet.

During the running, Qiao Lin stretched his hands to his waist, and his left and right hands firmly held the handles of the two crossed bayonets fastened to his waist.

With a stretch of arms, the bayonet is unsheathed!

Just when the little devil at the end turned his head a little to the right, before he could see what was going on behind him clearly, a bayonet pierced into his neck from behind with a howling sound of piercing the air, and it didn't stop. And enter.

The tip of the knife protruded from the throat, and in the blood grooves on both sides of the knife, two thin streams of blood began to flow out soundlessly.

The little devil soldier's legs went limp, and he immediately fell to his knees.

Before the wide-open eyes could even blink, they died.

When his knee hit the ground and made a muffled sound, Jolin had already rushed behind him.

Qiao Lin, who was holding two bayonets, leaped forward on the spot like a roc spreading its wings.

At this time, the three little devils walking in the middle felt a gust of wind coming from the back of their necks, but before they had time to react, the gliding Qiao Lin suddenly fell.

The legs bent, and the knees tightly clamped the head of the little devil in the middle.

The gravity of the fall directly crushed his shoulders, but before he could scream, he heard the sound of piercing through the air.

Qiao Lin stretched out his hands holding the two bayonets, retracted them, and wiped them.

The two little devils on the left and right only felt a chill in their necks, as if something was sprayed out, and then all the strength in their bodies was drained, and they fell headlong.

But Qiao Lin's actions didn't stop there. The two bayonets stabbed in parallel, and the neck of the kid walking in the front was directly pierced, leaving only four bloody holes.

When pulling out the bayonet, Qiao Lin twisted his body to the left, only to hear a crisp "click".

The little devil, who was caught between his knees, turned his head at a weird angle, and his neck was broken abruptly.

It only took three or four seconds after Qiao Lin threw out the first bayonet, and the little devil's clothes moth tactical team was wiped out. The speed was so fast that the five corpses on the ground didn't even realize how they changed. It's dead.

Qiao Lin was still riding on the little devil. He turned his face to listen, slowly got up, and then quickly rushed into an alley on the right that could only accommodate two people walking side by side.

As for the corpses on the ground, there was no need to clean them up.

At this moment, another group of little devils also adopted the same formation and walked towards the entrance of the village.

Their vigilance is still very high, because they don't know the specific situation, so the speed is very slow, and they are always on alert.

The villagers have all been concentrated on the wheat field, and the domesticated livestock and poultry have also been used as food by the little devil. Apart from insects, there is no living thing in the village anymore.

It is as quiet as a ghost town, even the deliberately light footsteps can be clearly heard, sometimes stepping on a tree branch on the road, the sound is even scary.

The distance between the five little devils was no more than one meter, and they thought it was safe enough, even if a bird flew in the air, it would not be able to escape their eyes.

Little did they know, in an alley they had just passed, there was a pair of ruthless eyes staring at them full of murderous intent.

"Mr. Inoshita, I don't know if what Captain Kuroto said is true. Is it true that we will be safe if we survive for 48 hours?"

Walking in the darkness, the little devil walking at the end was too nervous and couldn't help but speak to soothe his mood.

"Of course, Shimada-kun, my emperor will not deceive us. I believe that the future will come, not only here, but the whole world will belong to the empire. There are countless treasures and countless women. Just thinking about it makes me excited." !"

The little devil in front grinned and said.

"puff!"

There was a slight muffled sound.

"Haha, Shimada-kun, are you farting excitedly?"

The little devil named Jingxia thought he heard a fart, and turned his head to make fun of his companion.

But when he turned his head, he saw an extremely frightening scene.

Under the moonlight, Shimada's expression was extremely terrifying, and his facial features seemed to have been misplaced.

A gleaming knife was being removed from Shimada's neck, and then a hot liquid sprayed onto Jing Shita's face.

Thick and fishy, ​​it smells like blood!

Got attacked.

This is downhole's first reaction.

Immediately, he saw Shimada's body collapsed limply, and a cruel and heartless face came into his eyes.

Just as Jing Xia was about to open his mouth to call out, his Adam's apple suddenly felt cold, and he couldn't make any sound.

Immediately afterwards, an irresistible force passed through his Adam's apple, shattering his larynx.

At the moment of losing his life, he lowered his head and saw a bayonet inserted into his neck.

So fast!

This is the last consciousness of the well.

Chapter 480 Disgusting Blood

After killing two people in a row, the other three little devils also felt something strange and turned around to check.

Turning around, he saw a stranger suddenly added to the team, and the two companions had already fallen to the ground.

Qiao Lin didn't give them a chance to react, and swung his hands at the same time, directly severing their necks.

The spines of the two little devils were cut off with a single knife, leaving only a little skin with tendons. The two heads drooped on their backs, and their bodies wobbled before falling to the ground.

There was only the last little devil left. He didn't know whether he was frightened or didn't react. He stared at Qiao Lin with his gun in his hand and killed his two companions. No.

Qiao Lin didn't want to give him a chance to shoot or call for help, so he pushed aside the rifle with the bayonet pointed at him, took a step forward, and aimed an uppercut to the kid's chin.

"Crack!"

The little devil's head fell backwards, and he didn't stop until the back of his head was stuck to his back. Then he fell on his back, and died before he even had time to catch his breath.

As he lay on the ground, he still held the rifle in both hands.

"Do you still want to learn how to fight at this level? Bah!"

Qiao Lin squatted down, held two bayonets and rubbed vigorously on the little devil's clothes. After wiping off the blood, he spat in disdain, got up and walked in another direction.

His sensitive hearing brought great convenience to his actions. Even if he was hundreds of meters away, Qiao Lin could still hear the sound of footsteps clearly, so he could accurately judge the specific location and number of people.

After killing two groups of little devils one after another, he realized that Qiao Zhuang, the little devil commander of the squadron, must have become vigilant, otherwise he would not have sent a group of five little devil soldiers to advance outside the village in a battle formation.

We must hurry up and kill these little devils now before the enemy knows that we have entered the village. Otherwise, when they react, the villagers on the wheat field will be in danger.

Qiao Lin thought to himself, then jumped up, kicked his right foot on the wall, and the whole person rushed straight up into the air, and landed lightly on the roof.

A living person weighing more than 100 kilograms fell from a height of several meters and stepped on the tiles of the roof, but it seemed that only a feather fell, without making any sound.

It's still the little devils of the five-member team, but this time the formation has changed slightly, with two in front and three in back.

This narrowed the formation to a certain extent and strengthened the defense. Compared with the previous two groups of little devils, this group obviously had richer combat experience.

And this group of little devils also made Qiao Lin dispel the idea of ​​attacking from behind.

There were three people behind him, no matter how fast he moved, if he eliminated the three people, he would definitely attract the attention of the two little devils in front.

At that time, as long as a little devil reacts and shoots directly or warns, his plan will be disrupted.

Seeing the little devil getting closer, after a moment of hesitation, Qiao Lin made a bold decision.

When this group of little devils was about to pass by the roof where he was hiding, he crossed his hands, turned his palms up, and jumped straight down.

While the five little devils were still turning their heads and looking around to see if there was anything unusual, a figure descended from the sky and stood directly in front of them.

Killing two first is much easier than killing three at once. Qiao Lin is sure to kill the two little devils in front at the moment of the sale.

As for the last three, when encountering such a sudden change, as long as it is a human being, it will take some time to react.

Jolin didn't want much, one second was enough.

The two little devils walking in front only felt a blur before their eyes, and then saw a flash of cold light.

Immediately afterwards, both of them felt a chill in their throats at the same time, as if something was sprayed out of their bodies.

At the same time as Qiao Lin landed, his hands holding the bayonet behind his back spread out, and the blade slashed across the necks of the two little devils with perfect accuracy.

The cartilage close to the Adam's apple was directly severed, and the trachea and blood vessels were not spared. Even though the two could still maintain a standing posture, they couldn't move or make any sound.

Just before the two little devils died completely, Qiao Lin rushed forward again.

In this charge, his head was lowered.

Unbiased, he just bumped his head into the face of the little devil in the middle of the back row.

The strong impact made the little devil suddenly feel his world spinning, as if the space he was in had become distorted.

And under Qiao Lin's outstretched arms, the two bayonets also accurately cut across the carotid arteries of the two little devil soldiers on the left and right sides.

Two streams of warm blood shot out like a fountain, spraying Qiao Lin's face. While he felt sick, he didn't forget to deal with the last little devil.

With the inertia of withdrawing the knife, Qiao Lin's elbow hit the Adam's apple of the little devil who was stunned by him.

Accompanied by the clear sound of bone cracking, blood foamed from the mouth and nose of the little devil, and he rolled his eyes and fell straight down.

"His grandma's, what a f*cking idiot!"

Qiao Lin stuck out his tongue and retched, tore off the military uniform from a little devil, and wiped his face vigorously.

Although the blood was at the same temperature, the little devil's blood still made him feel extremely sick, as if what was splashed on his face was sewage from the sewer.

"It's almost two o'clock, and the perimeter must be cleaned up before four o'clock."

Qiao Lin glanced at his watch and said in a low voice.

He didn't know how many people the little devil sent out in this wave, but he hoped that the more the better.

The more people sent out, the fewer little devils left on the wheat field.

Jolin jumped onto the roof again, carefully distinguishing the surrounding movements, which were the sound of wind blowing leaves, and which were footsteps.

After a while, he bowed his waist and started jumping on the roof. Even though he was stepping on thin tiles, his feet, like thick cotton pads, not only could not break the tiles, even the sound Neither will be issued.

Running and jumping on the roof is like walking on the ground.

At 10:[-] a.m., another report sounded outside Ichiro Yamazaki's door.

Yamazaki Ichiro, who had been sitting at the table for two full hours, jumped up as if electrocuted, and opened the door.

"what's up?"