Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

Most of the villages in the northwest of Shanxi are located at the junction of hills and plains. Because of the geology, the local people will not choose to live too close to the river.

Once heavy rains cause floods, houses with earthen structures cannot stop the floods at all.

Moreover, the river water in this terrain has large sediment and is not suitable for drinking. Therefore, most of the people's domestic water is groundwater obtained by drilling wells.

Although Qiao Lin did not study geography professionally, he also lived in the regiment headquarters and the cavalry company for a period of time, so he still had some understanding of the villagers' living habits.

In this era, drilling a well is not an easy task. There are no mechanized tools, and it is all manual, which requires a huge amount of manpower and financial resources.

Rural conditions are backward, and the cost of drilling wells cannot be afforded by a single family. Basically, the villagers raise funds to hire people to dig wells.

Generally speaking, there are two wells in each village. One sweet water well is used for drinking and cooking by the villagers, and the other bitter water well is used for daily miscellaneous purposes such as feeding livestock and washing clothes.

When the villagers need water, it is impossible to temporarily carry the burden to fetch water from the well, so every household has water tanks to store water for emergencies.

Qiao Lin chose to go to the farmer's house to find water to drink. First, he didn't know which well was a sweet well and which was a bitter well. Second, he needed tools to fetch water from the well, so he couldn't carry a bucket with him.

So going to farmers' homes to find water to drink is the most direct and trouble-free way.

Although there is no one in every household in Qiaozhuang now, and it is not in line with the discipline of the Eighth Route Army that the owner is not entering other people's homes without authorization, but Qiao Lin is indeed suffering from thirst now, and he himself is not a person who sticks to discipline.

Having said that, if he had been disciplined, he wouldn't be here tonight.

And he believed that after the owner of this house knew his purpose of coming to Qiaozhuang, he would not blame him for running to someone's house to find water to drink without saying hello.

The yard was in a mess, the pile of firewood had been pushed to the ground, the sheepfold had collapsed, and even half of the door of the house was broken. You don't need to think about it, it must be done by the little devil.

No water tank was found in the yard, so Qiao Lin went straight into the house.

The room was even more messy, the cabinet was overturned, the kang was trampled on, and the bedding and clothes were thrown all over the floor. Seeing this, Qiao Lin burst into anger, secretly cursing that the little devil was worse than a bandit.

Chapter 480 The Frightened Captain

Fortunately, the water tank standing in the corner was not affected. Qiao Lin walked over quickly, scooped up a ladle of water and drank it.

The well water was cool and sweet, and Qiaolin immediately felt a lot more comfortable after drinking a ladle of water, stretching out his whole body.

He wiped his mouth and planned to take another ladle.

But when he stretched the water ladle into the tank, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his back.

Breathing sound, someone!

He was so absorbed in drinking water just now that he didn't notice that there were other people in the room at all.

Qiao Lin's heart sank, and he understood that there would be no one but the little devil who could be here at this time.

However, judging by the sound of his breathing, the other party was only one person, so he should be able to deal with it. The most urgent thing is not to let him make any noise and disturb the little devils in the wheat field.

After Qiao Lin entered Qiaozhuang to start the operation, he killed 110 five little devils, except for a few whose throat bones were crushed by his hands, the rest were all with bayonets.

And the parts where he strikes are also fixed, all of them are necks.

It doesn't mean that attacking other parts can't achieve a one-shot kill, such as the heart, such as the back, Qiao Lin can still successfully destroy the enemy.

The most important reason for choosing the neck is to prevent the little devil from shouting after being attacked.

In this way, there will be no noise to disturb other little devils.

Just as Qiao Lin slowly turned around to kill the little devil behind him, a bayonet was pressed against his back.

The tip of the knife pierced his clothes and stuck to his skin.

Jolin's muscles tensed immediately. Although the knife might not be able to penetrate, the pain was real.

"Are you stunned by thunder?"

The little devil who held Qiao Lin against him with a bayonet asked suddenly.

It was obviously a questioning tone, but what exactly was this little devil asking?

Qiao Lin couldn't help but rolled his eyes. He couldn't understand what the other party was asking because he didn't understand Japanese.

If there is a Japanese translator by his side at this moment, there is a high probability that he can tell him that what the little devil asked was "Who are you?"

Seeing that Qiao Lin remained silent, the little devil pushed the bayonet forward again.

The light inside the room was even darker than the outside, and the little devil could only vaguely distinguish a figure, but he couldn't see Qiao Lin's face clearly, nor could he see what clothes Qiao Lin was wearing.

He wasn't sure whether the person who suddenly ran into the house to drink water was the "enemy" or the person Heiteng Baiban didn't trust him and sent to watch him.

That's right, the little devil who held Qiao Lin at bay with a bayonet was the team leader who had just been sent out by Heiteng Baiban not long ago in the name of looking for someone.

He didn't dare to go too far, so after turning into the village, he found a random family to hide in.

It was too obvious to stay in the yard, and he was worried that if the black rattan white board sent someone out again, they would see him when they passed by, so he simply got into the house.

The house was already messed up by the little devil, so he casually took a quilt from the floor, spread it behind the overturned wardrobe, put it on the floor, and lay down on it to sleep.

But just as he was sleeping in a daze, he heard someone rushing in suddenly.

At that moment, the captain's heart almost jumped out.

He held his breath, not even daring to move.

Then I saw a figure going straight to the water tank and started drinking water.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the team leader tiptoed over with a gun in hand, intending to find out the identity of the person first.

If it's not a member of the Black Vine Squadron, then stab it in with a knife, and then go to the Black Vine Whiteboard to claim merit after killing it.

If it's one of your own, then make an excuse to say that you came in after the figure, and get rid of the fact that he's hiding here and being lazy.

"Are you stunned by thunder?"

The captain asked again.

Qiao Lin was also very anxious at the moment.

He wasn't worried that the other party would kill him, even if the protective clothing and trousers had lost their protective effect, even if the other party shot him, he would at most injure himself a little bit, and his own life was still far away.

What he was worried about was that the gunshots would attract other people's attention. This place was too close to the wheat field, and if he spoke louder, he might be heard by the kid.

But now his back is facing the enemy, and he is not sure whether the other party can see his movements clearly.

Two bayonets were stuck in the back of his waist, but he didn't dare to raise his hand to draw them, for fear that the other party would find out his intention and shoot directly.

Although he was confident that he could kill the little devil directly in a second, he couldn't control the gunfire.

No, you have to answer, otherwise the little devil is likely to shoot directly.

Qiao Lin turned his head and began to search for the Japanese language stored in his memory.

Hard work pays off, and a piece of the past comes to mind instantly.

A few years ago, Qiao Lin was still a young boy.

One afternoon, he and a few good friends hid in a room with the door locked and the curtains drawn tightly, watching a Japanese action romance movie with their eyes wide open.

He couldn't bear to look directly at the obscene image of the male lead, so he focused all his attention on the coolly dressed female lead who seemed to be in pain.

Compared with the taciturn male protagonist, the female protagonist has a lot of lines, but only those few lines are repeated.

Qiao Lin also complained to his partners that the culture of the Japanese country is really worrying. Even the lines of the movie need to be pasted and copied continuously, without any sense of innovation.

In this regard, the partners agreed that watching this kind of movie can also be associated with cultural aspects. Qiao Lin is indeed not an ordinary person, and they all said that they will not take him with them when watching this type of movie in the future.

"Yah baa!"

The most frequently repeated line of the heroine came out of Qiao Lin's mouth.

Although he didn't know what this sentence meant, he could probably think of some bad words.

After he finished speaking, his face became a little hot.

And the team leader behind him was as if struck by lightning. He had thought about thousands of possibilities, but he never expected to get this answer.

As a purebred Japanese, the team leader naturally understood what this sentence meant.

Qiao Lin's pronunciation was fairly standard, but there was a hint of embarrassment in his tone.

Although the captain is always afraid of wolves and tigers in his daily actions, it does not prevent him from claiming to be the number one man in the Japanese country.

Now the No. [-] man in the Japanese country heard such a sentence from Qiao Lin, who was also a man, and felt that his outlook on life had collapsed.

If he can speak Japanese, he must be a soldier in the squadron.

It's just what happened to the army of the empire?Do all soldiers have such strong tastes?

Thinking about it, it was as if a cool wind was blowing through his crotch, the squad leader subconsciously took two steps back, clamped his legs, and was about to severely reprimand this shameless soldier.

But the sound of his footsteps when he retreated gave Qiao Lin a chance to do something.

Before the team leader could speak, Qiao Lin turned around suddenly, pulled out the back of his right hand, and jumped on it.

The captain felt a gust of wind blowing in his face, and then a very cool and hard thing penetrated his neck, and then he couldn't move.

"Grandma, you scared me to death."

After confirming that the little devil had been killed, Qiao Lin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said with some fear that his success almost fell short.

After drinking another ladle of water, Qiao Lin took a deep breath, went out to the courtyard, stepped on the window sill, and jumped onto the roof.

After looking around, Qiao Lin turned his attention to the wheat field after making sure that there was no movement of little devils around.

Compared with the pitch-black village, several piles of bonfires for barbecue on the wheat field provided a lot of brightness.

Chapter 480 IX Insomnia Captain Li

The kidnapped villagers squatted on the ground densely, roughly estimated to be about 300 people, but they were hundreds of meters away, and their specific expressions could not be seen clearly.

Twenty little devils held up their bayonet-mounted rifles, surrounded the villagers, and aimed all their guns at the villagers' heads.

There are many corpses of livestock and discarded fur and offal on the wheat field.

Qiao Lin glanced around but didn't see any dead bodies. Based on this, he preliminarily judged that the villagers were safe and no one was killed.

20 meters away from the villagers, there is a small wooden table and three chairs.

There is a military radio station on the table, and a little devil soldier is sitting in front of the table, who should be the communication soldier responsible for sending and receiving telegrams.

There was also a little devil wearing a coat sitting on a chair with his feet resting on another chair. Judging from his posture, he should be the commander with the highest rank among this group of little devils.

Behind him stood six little devils holding guns, who should be soldiers protecting him.