Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

The little devil is also anxious, anxious for the dawn, anxious to get out of this horrible place.

Brigadier Chen was even more anxious. The sky was about to dawn, and there was still no movement in the village. Was Qiao Lin's action going well?

Could it have been an accident?Mission failed?

Brigadier Chen suddenly thought of the worst possibility, then shook his head again and again to drive the idea out.

It will work, it will work.

Brigadier Chen said secretly in his heart.

On the mountain road ten kilometers away from Wuyakou, Li Yunlong led [-] soldiers from the first battalion of the independent regiment, running desperately forward.

In the spring season, the temperature at night is still a bit low, and the soldiers still wear a shirt under their uniforms.

But after several hours of rapid marching, the sweat from the soldiers had already soaked both layers of clothes, and everyone was panting like a cow, but no one slowed down.

"Comrades, hold on a little longer. If we arrive at the battlefield one point earlier, our chances of winning will be one point higher."

Li Yunlong cheered up the soldiers with a hoarse voice.

"Persistence is victory!"

The soldiers roared in unison, and then quickened their pace.

Qiao Lin understood that if he continued to wait, it would only be a waste of time and would be useless.

There is not much time left for him, so he can only take a risky move.

Qiao Lin clenched his fists hard, got up and rushed into the nearby courtyard.

Squatting by the fire all the time, even he felt that he was about to be scorched. After entering the house, he went straight to the water tank in the house, drank two scoops of water in one go, and then returned to the courtyard, where the He fumbled around the corpse of the little devil he had thrown in.

A few minutes later, Jolin had changed his look.

The original coarse cloth coat was covered with a khaki little devil military uniform, and a military cap with two pig ears on his head. He looked no different from a little devil soldier.

Picking up a [-]-cap rifle and holding it in his arms, Qiao Lin touched the hemp rope that he put in his pocket, and walked out of the courtyard.

But as soon as he reached the door, he turned around and came back, squatting next to the corpses of those little devils, and stretched his hands to their necks.

Rub it on the wound a few times, get blood on it, and then apply it on your face, repeat it several times until you confirm that your face is covered with blood before stopping.

"come on!"

Qiao Lin said something to himself, rushed out of the yard, bypassed the fire, and ran towards the wheat field without hesitation.

That's right, he disguised himself as a little devil soldier, just to sneak into the wheat field and look for opportunities to kill the remaining little devils.

It turned out that the clothes were too conspicuous, and I'm afraid they would be spotted as soon as they entered the wheat field. Wearing the same military uniform can avoid this problem very well.

Since they don't want to come to him again, they can only take the initiative to find them.

The blood was all over his face, mainly because there was a bonfire in the wheat field, and the light was relatively bright. He was worried that the little devil would recognize his face.

After all, these little devils are all in the same squadron, and they should all know each other. It is easy to be discovered if strangers sneak in, and the risk of exposure can be minimized by smearing blood.

And this bloody face can also create a terrifying hint and divert the little devils' attention.

"Captain, it seems that our soldiers have returned!"

Sure enough, as soon as Qiao Lin ran into the wheat field, the little devil who was protecting the black rattan whiteboard saw him and turned around to report.

"really?"

Heiteng whiteboard stood up excitedly when he heard it.

The telegram to Ichiro Yamazaki has been sent, and he does not know when he will receive a reply. He who is in a state of anxiety has finally heard the first good news of the night.

"That's right, it's our soldiers!"

After a glance, the black rattan white board quickly locked on to the target, a figure wearing the same military uniform as them was running towards them.

"What's going on inside? Which team are you from?"

The black rattan white board pushed away the soldiers in front of him and shouted excitedly.

After sending out so many people all night, one of them finally came back.

At this moment he had the urge to cry.

Qiao Lin naturally also heard the question, but he couldn't answer, because the language barrier was a flaw.

"Why don't you speak? Didn't you hear me asking you?"

After waiting for a few seconds without hearing an answer, Heiteng Baiban asked again.

"Wow, woohoo!"

Qiao Lin knew that if he didn't respond, he might be in danger. If he ran away in a daze, the little devil would become suspicious.

So he waved his arms and shouted indistinctly.

"What is he saying?"

The black rattan white board was stunned, then turned to look at the soldiers beside him.

He really didn't understand what Qiao Lin said.

The soldier who was questioned also looked confused, the officer didn't understand, how could he understand.

"What did you say? Louder."

The black rattan white board shouted again, he thought it was because Qiao Lin's voice was too low.

Chapter 490 The Seventh Battle Begins

"Woooooo!"

Qiao Lin ran forward for another ten meters, and continued to yell indistinctly.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Is he a mute?"

The black rattan whiteboard was a little angry.

In just a short while, Qiao Lin had almost reached the black rattan whiteboard, only three to forty meters away from the villagers.

Heiteng Baiban thought that the soldier who ran back alone would take the initiative to report the situation to him, and he was ready to listen.

But while Qiao Lin was running, he suddenly changed direction and ran towards the villagers.

"Aba, aba, aba, woo, yay, beep..."

Before the little devils could react, Qiao Lin had already rushed in front of the villagers, but instead of killing the enemy directly, he danced and jumped up and down and screamed in front of the soldiers guarding the villagers.

They were all messy onomatopoeia, even Qiao Lin didn't know what he was calling, let alone those little devils.

However, Qiao Lin's movements were exaggerated, and those little devils were all attracted by him, staring at him one by one.

"Whoa, whoa, chug..."

Qiao Lin continued to yell strangely, raised his hand to point at the faces of these little devils, then patted his own face, and finally pointed to the black rattan whiteboard, waving vigorously.

He looked like he was in a hurry.

Although the little devil who was guarding the villagers didn't understand it, he seemed to understand it. Qiao Lin told them to gather at the black rattan whiteboard as soon as possible.

Was it an emergency?

But Hei Teng Baiban didn't give an order, and they didn't dare to leave at will.

Qiao Lin stomped his feet anxiously. The reason why he came to the villagers first, shouting and jumping like a madman, was to attract all these little devils to the black vine whiteboard, so that the villagers could temporarily escape control It is convenient for him to annihilate the enemy with his own hands.

Otherwise, if he fights with the black rattan white board first, the little devils here will not have to shoot directly at the villagers.

"These bastards are not understanding at all."

Qiao Lin was so angry that he cursed secretly, then raised his hand to make a pistol look, pointed it at his forehead, let out a "bang" in his mouth, simulating the sound of a gunshot, and then lay on the ground and stuck out his tongue.

This was shot to death?

The little devils were dumbfounded.

Qiao Lin quickly got up and stood up, imitated shooting himself in the head, and added the actions of wiping his neck and stabbing the bayonet.

With his performance so hard, these little devils finally understood what he meant, and if they didn't hurry over, they would be killed here.

There was a little devil slowly moving in the direction of the black vine white board.

If someone takes the lead, someone will follow, the second, the third. ． ．

All ten little devils moved.

Seeing that his plan had worked, Qiao Lin waved and ran towards the black rattan whiteboard.

The black rattan white board was completely stunned by Qiao Lin's performance, completely oblivious to the fact that the soldiers guarding the villagers had started to move towards him.

All he could think about was what the bloody soldier was talking about?What language is this?Are there any soldiers under his command who can speak foreign languages?

Question marks popped up one after another, but no answer was obtained.

The villagers who had been pointed at by guns for a day and two nights seemed to have not yet realized what happened. What they witnessed during this time has surpassed their imagination.

Although there were no guns pointed at them, none of them thought of taking the opportunity to escape. Like those little devils, they all focused on Qiao Lin.

When all the little devils gathered around Qiao Lin, he was almost moved to tears.

At this moment, he really wanted to look up to the sky and shout:

Heaven pays off, I, who worked hard to perform, finally got your attention.

"Wait, what are you trying to say?"

The black rattan whiteboard finally couldn't bear it anymore. Qiao Lin's screaming voice gave him a headache, and his performance of jumping up and down was even more eye-catching. He decided to find out what was going on?

It's a pity that Qiao Lin couldn't understand what he was saying, and he was still performing hard, trying to get the little devils to focus again.

"Hold him down!"

Heiteng Baiban didn't know anything, he only knew that the soldier was probably crazy, and he ordered to control him first.

Although Qiao Lin couldn't understand, he was not blind. When he saw a little devil trying to grab him, he knew something bad was going to happen.

Now that it has developed to this point, let's start the decisive battle here.

"Nah..."