Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

The little devil who spoke had a smug expression on his face, as if he was complacent about his majesty, but what he didn't know was that at this moment his right foot was stepping on a pit.

Unlike other compact yellow land, the land under his feet has been soaked in blood, and the ground has also become soft, and it immediately begins to sink when he steps on it.

The five little devils walked over from the fire unharmed. Except for the silhouettes of people reflected by the fire under their feet, there was darkness in front of them, and the imagined ghosts did not appear.

"Are we going to keep going?"

A little devil asked in a low voice.

They all began to hesitate.

Let's keep going, no one wants to, but just go back like this, it seems that there is no way to make a difference.

Just when they were hesitating, Qiao Lin, who was squatting on the other side of the fire, suddenly put the long wooden stick in his hand into the fire.

One plug, one pick.

Like New Year's fireworks, a burst of sparks exploded above the fire.

Immediately afterwards, the ball of sparks began to fall, hitting the heads of the five little devils.

Immediately, some people were burned to the point of chattering promiscuously, and their standing bodies trembled as if they were electrocuted.

As soon as a little devil took off the burning hat on his head and threw it on the ground, he saw a figure appearing on the other side of the road.

Before he could figure out what he saw, the figure disappeared in a flash, and stood in front of him in the next second.

Under the light of the fire, things within a few meters were clearly visible, but the speed of the figure was so fast that he didn't even see clearly what clothes the other party was wearing.

Then he watched helplessly as a bayonet stabbed in from his throat.

At this moment, the other four little devils didn't realize that the accident had happened, and they were still patting the places on their bodies that were burned by the rain of fire from the sky.

Qiao Lin pulled out his bayonet and turned into a fleeting figure again.

It's just that every time he stops, there is a little devil in front of him.

His movements are also very simple, raising his hand, raising the knife, and stabbing the opponent's neck.

When this action was repeated four more times, there were five more corpses of little devils on the ground.

Bend down, pick up the corpse, and throw the corpse into the yard like throwing garbage.

After finishing these tasks, Jolin swallowed, put the tip of his tongue against his jaw, and screamed again.

"what!"

The black rattan white board has been paying attention to the movement here, and when a burst of sparks suddenly burst out above the flames, he even suspected that he saw fireworks.

But when the scream sounded again, his heart also twitched, and the command knife in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Damn, what's going on?"

The black rattan whiteboard cursed and walked back and forth a few steps, raised his hand and tapped hard on his painful head.

People always have an instinctive sense of fear for unknown dangers, and the most intuitive feeling is that they are afraid that they will die.

But when I gradually get used to this fear, another thought will arise spontaneously.

curiosity.

Intense curiosity creates an urge to find out the truth.

Especially on the premise of not endangering your own safety, let others check it out.

This was the case with the black rattan whiteboard at the moment, the successive screams not only frightened him, but also made his curiosity start to grow infinitely.

He really wanted to know, who made that scream like soul-stirring?

is a person?Is it an animal?

Or is it really a ghost?

He knew that if he didn't figure it out, he would be surrounded by fear all the time.

Looking at the few soldiers on the wheat field, Heiteng Baiban became ruthless and made a desperate decision.

"You guys, go over and have a look, go to more people, you must find out what's going on!"

The black rattan white board said to the soldiers except the guarding villagers and the communication soldiers who were in charge of sending and receiving telegrams.

"Mr...Your Excellency, it looks very...very weird there, why don't you go? Or, can you go after dawn?"

A little devil bravely stammered and said.

"So, you don't want to carry out my orders?"

Heiteng Baiban asked back with a gloomy expression, his right hand was already holding the scar.

"Sir, it's not that I don't want to carry out your order, it's just that it's not appropriate now."

That little devil also went all out. The original team of more than 100 people entered the village one after another, and none of them came back. He didn't want to follow in the footsteps of those people.

Now there are only thirty or so people left, and he doesn't believe that the black rattan whiteboard will do anything to him.

"idiot!"

Heiteng Baiban felt that he was being provoked, stopped talking nonsense, pulled out the knife, took a sharp step forward, and slashed the little devil's neck with one knife.

Chapter 490 All four want to say thank you

The nearly one-meter-long command saber is extremely sharp.

When the knife was cut down, a bloody mouth burst out from the neck of the little devil, and then the blood spurted out.

The little devil who had been cut widened his eyes and looked at the black rattan whiteboard in disbelief.

He didn't expect that his officer would actually attack him.

"Dare to disobey my order, this is the fate!"

Heiteng Baiban withdrew his knife, looked at the other soldiers with a grim face and said.

Every little devil present was panic-stricken, and subconsciously took a step back, for fear that this seemingly abnormal officer would use them as a tool to establish his prestige.

"It's interesting, do it for me."

Qiao Lin, who witnessed this scene, touched his chin and said happily.

One's own people kill their own people, this black rattan white board is really a clear stream in the team of little devils.

Qiao Lin wanted to say thank you to the black rattan whiteboard.

However, he really despises the combat power of this squadron leader. If he replaced such a long knife, his head would have been spun off in one stroke, but the black vine and white board only cut off the blood vessels, not even touching the bones. .

Just when Qiao Lin was happy alone, that group of little devil soldiers was suffering.

They really didn't want to go there, but they didn't dare not to follow Heiteng Baiban's order.

In the army of the little devils, the concept of hierarchy is very obvious. From the first day they enter the army, they will be instilled in the subordinates to obey the orders of the superiors unconditionally.

Although this kind of thinking enhances the obedience of soldiers, it is very harmful to the development of the army.

Especially for the soldiers at the bottom, every word and deed of the superior is no different from the imperial decree of the emperor, even if they know it is wrong, they must be carried out.

Soldiers who dare to resist their superiors face to face are rare in the army of little devils, because most soldiers know that such behavior is not bravery, but courting death.

Disobeying the orders of the superiors, ranging from being reprimanded and slapped in the face, to severe cases, like the little devil just now, he was hacked to death on the spot or shot to death.

Of course, some little devil officers would give their subordinates who disobeyed them a decent way of death, self-inflicted suicide, that is, suicide by caesarean section.

Even if there are very good reasons to object, so that the superior cannot punish the subordinates on the spot, then they cannot escape the fate of being liquidated afterwards.

The gendarmerie and punishment department set up in the little devil's army are specially used to deal with those who dare to defy their superiors.

And these soldiers who were ordered by Hei Teng Baiban to check the situation, it is precisely because they understand this that they dare not oppose him.

If they could unite, they could easily kill Hei Teng Bai Ban, but they didn't dare. They knew that if they did that, what awaited them would be a crueler punishment. Those methods would be a hundred times more painful than being killed directly.

In contrast, the little devil who was hacked to death was already very lucky.

"You guys, do you want me to do it myself?"

Heiteng Baiban stared at the group of soldiers in front of him, and raised the knife in his hand again.

Without the slightest hesitation, the soldiers turned around collectively and ran towards the direction of the fire. They were worried that if they ran too slowly, they would be caught up and slashed from behind.

"One, two...thirteen, hey, this time is quite generous, so many have come!"

Qiao Lin counted the number of little devils running towards him, and his face was full of joy.

After throwing a few bundles of firewood into the fire, Jolin turned and ran back.

The thirteen little devil soldiers bravely ran to the fire. Hearing the crackling of the firewood, everyone was extremely nervous and subconsciously raised their rifles.

After shouting a few times, they did not receive any response. Seeing that the fire was burning more and more vigorously, and there was no sign of extinguishing it, they discussed it and decided to divide into two groups and walk around the wall from both sides of the fire. Go and have a look.

Divide people into two groups, and they can respond to each other. If there is something abnormal behind the fire, the two groups of people can respond at the same time, which is equivalent to increasing the firepower.

After all, the passage around the fire is too narrow, and can only accommodate one person to pass through. If you encounter danger, you can only face it alone. One more person will provide more protection.

But when these two groups of little devils walked around the fire pile tremblingly, they were surprised to find that there was nothing behind the fire pile.

Could it be that the people who were sent here before all went further afield?

A question mark popped up in every kid's mind.

Nothing found, what to do next?return to?Or move on?

The thirteen little devils began to hesitate.

Qiao Lin was already lying in ambush on the wall at the intersection ahead, waiting for these little devils to come over.

But what made him depressed was that these little devils stood together and only talked to each other, as if they didn't plan to come over.

Why don't you come?If you don't come here, how can I kill you?Still not a man, so timid?

Qiao Lin complained a few words in a low voice, jumped down from the wall, picked up a wooden stick, and beat it on a tree at the corner.

"Dang, dang, dang, dang..."

The rhythmic knocking sound quickly reached the ears of the thirteen little devils. They stopped talking, stretched their necks together, and looked forward.

But it was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything.

The knocking continued, each time it seemed to strike their hearts.