Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

He looked around, only himself and the radio soldier were left on the field.

"come over!"

The black rattan white board grabbed the communicator by the collar and pulled him in front of him to act as a shield.

Qiao Lin stopped running and walked straight towards the black rattan whiteboard.

"boom!"

Black Vine Whiteboard shot.

Qiao Lin's body only tilted slightly, and he dodged the bullet.

"how is this possible?"

Heiteng Baiban's eyes widened, he only fired after aiming.

Chapter 490 IX Only One Left

Qiao Lin didn't seem to care about the gun in Hei Teng Baiban's hand at all, and continued to walk forward.

The communications soldier who was used as a shield was shaking like chaff. He wanted to escape to a safe place quickly, but he didn't dare to move.

The man who was walking towards them didn't know what was going to happen, but the white board of black vines behind him was sure to shoot him.

"Your Excellency Major, Captain Hei Teng has sent another telegram."

Yamazaki Ichiro was still sitting at the table contemplating his battle summary, but his train of thought was suddenly interrupted.

"This idiot, is he in love with me? How many telegrams do I need to send to be satisfied?"

Ichiro Yamazaki threw the pen on the table and cursed angrily.

Before dawn, the black rattan whiteboard sent him three telegrams, and each time was at his most critical time.

The subordinate with the telegram stood outside the door with his head down, not daring to make a sound.

"What's the matter with him?"

Yamazaki Ichiro turned his head and asked angrily.

"Your Excellency Major, Captain Hei Teng said that something strange happened to Qiao Lin, and his soldiers disappeared inexplicably. There are only more than 20 people left. I would like to ask you to send troops to support."

The subordinate briefly recounted the content of the telegram.

"Strange things? Disappear?"

Yamazaki Ichiro raised his voice: "Hehe, should he disappear or run away? This idiot doesn't know how to find a better excuse."

Obviously, Yamazaki Ichiro did not believe the contents of Kuroto's whiteboard telegram.

In his opinion, this is just an excuse for Heiteng Baiban's timidity. After all, Heiteng Squadron has been surrounded by the Eighth Route Army for a day and two nights.

And after the exchange of fire between the two sides, the Black Vine Squadron was also the first to start fleeing.

In this army, there is no trust at all.

Yamazaki Ichiro felt that even if Kuroto Whiteboard said that they were attacked by wild animals, it would be more credible than that the soldiers disappeared inexplicably.

"How is the situation at the monitoring points?"

After defaming the black rattan whiteboard, Yamazaki Ichiro asked again.

"everything is normal."

The subordinate replied that every 10 minutes, he would check the situation with the monitoring points everywhere. Up to now, the Eighth Route Army has not made any abnormal moves.

"That's good. Tell that idiot Hei Teng not to disturb me when he's fine. Unless the Eighth Route Army attacks Qiaozhuang, if you send me a telegram, I'll kill him."

Yamazaki Ichiro waved his hand, motioning his subordinates to leave, he still had to continue writing.

After the subordinate left, according to Yamazaki Ichiro's instructions, he returned a telegram to Kuroto Shiroban, but this telegram was destined not to be received.

Qiao Lin stopped three meters away from the signal soldier, watching him trembling rhythmically with interest.

Although the messenger did not carry any weapons, Qiao Lin did not intend to let him go.

Just because you didn't take a weapon here doesn't mean you didn't take it elsewhere.

Among the little devils who invaded China, which one didn't have blood debts?Which is innocent?

Qiao Lin's wrist flicked, and the hemp rope wrapped around the communications soldier's neck, pulling and flicking.

The communication soldier flew up at once, rolled a few times in the air, and hit the ground heavily, the radio station on his back was also smashed flat.

There was a circle of bleeding wounds around the neck, which was shocking.

"idiot!"

Without the cover of the communicator, the black rattan whiteboard could only face Qiao Lin. He frantically pulled the trigger and fired bullets one after another.

The distance is less than four meters, even a blind man can hit it.

But Jolin seemed to be dancing on the spot, twisting his body around, perfectly avoiding the bullets that shot at him one after another.

"Crack!"

Heiteng Baiban's fingers couldn't be pulled anymore, and the trigger seemed to be welded, and he couldn't move it anymore.

The bullets have all been fired.

The bastard box pistol used by the little devil officer has a capacity of eight rounds. After subtracting the two shots fired just now, within a distance of less than four meters, Heiteng Baiban fired six shots in a row, and it didn't even hurt Qiao Lin's hair. arrive.

It was too late to change the magazine, Kuroto Shiroban dropped the pistol in despair, and pulled out the command knife.

With Qiao Lin's skill, within this distance, whether he used a hemp rope, a bayonet, or even bare hands, he could kill the little devil officer in front of him in an instant.

But now it was still dark, especially when Heiteng Baiban pulled out the knife, he suddenly thought of practicing with the other party.

It's not that he thinks highly of himself, but he just wants to take this opportunity to see if the little devil has any hidden killer moves.

After all, the person in front of him was the one with the highest military rank among the little devils occupying Qiaozhuang. In order to save his life, he would definitely throw out all his cards.

"You are not one of us, who are you?"

Through Qiao Lin's decisiveness and ruthlessness when he killed people, Kuroto Shiroba has already determined that this person is not a soldier of his own squadron, but a disguise, because as far as he knows, not to mention the Yamazaki brigade, even the entire Fujiwara brigade has no skills Such a good soldier.

"Practice?"

Qiao Lin couldn't understand what he said, so he shook the hemp rope in his hand and said.

"Your Eighth Route Army?"

The black rattan whiteboard was shocked, and Qiao Lin finally said a normal sentence. Although he didn't understand it, he recognized the language it was.

At this moment, he seemed to have figured out all the problems.

Someone sneaked into Qiaozhuang. The guard soldiers, patrol soldiers, and soldiers who were sent to look for it didn't find any treasure and didn't want to come back, but were killed.

The sudden burning flames and terrifying screams are not ghosts at all, they are all man-made, the purpose is to attract them and then kill them.

If you want to understand this, all the unreasonable things become reasonable. Who else can do this except the Eighth Route Army?

He glanced at the villagers who were still squatting on the ground with some annoyance. These hostages were in his hands and did not play their due role.

The Black Vine Squadron was finished, and so was he.

If I had known this would be the result, I should have ordered the killing of all the villagers when I entered the village, but it is too late now.

Damn Yamazaki Ichiro, damn Fujiwara Kujo, your self-righteous plan, but the entire Black Fuji Squadron will be buried with you.

Is the Eighth Route Army so easy to deal with?

"Brigade Commander, there was another gunshot, six shots this time, very coherent."

Zhao Dabao heard the gunshots again and hurriedly reported.

"There are still gunshots?"

Brigadier Chen was shocked.

To massacre the villagers, six shots were far from enough. The only possibility was that Qiao Lin was still exchanging fire with the little devil.

"idiot!"

Heiteng Baiban let out a roar, and rushed towards Qiao Lin with a knife in hand.

He is not such a bold person, and he is also very afraid of death.

But some people are like this. When they know that they must die, they will burst out with a courage to give it a go.

At the time of life and death, Heiteng Baiban decided to go all out and fight Qiao Lin.

Qiao Lin flicked his wrist, and the hemp rope was thrown out instantly. Instead of attacking Heiteng Baiban's neck, it entangled the knife in his hand.

It's a pity that no matter how powerful the hemp rope that killed dozens of little devils was, it was still a rope. Even if it was embedded with bayonet fragments, it couldn't go head-to-head with the knife.

Qiao Lin pulled hard, trying to grab Heiteng Baiban's knife.

The black rattan white board was not as strong as Qiao Lin, so he had to draw the knife backwards.

Pulling and pulling, the three-meter-long hemp rope broke into several pieces, and what Qiao Lin was holding was less than half a meter long.

Qiao Lin felt distressed. The newly developed new weapon was destroyed?

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Seeing that Qiao Lin had no weapon, Heiteng Baiban took the opportunity to charge up again with a knife.

Qiao Lin casually threw the end of the rope at the black rattan's white face, and drew out another bayonet from the sleeve.

The face of Heiteng Baiban was hit by the end of the rope, and several bloody mouths were drawn.

He staggered a bit, ignoring the pain, raised his knife and slashed at Qiao Lin.

Qiao Lin quickly raised the bayonet in his hand to block it.

There was only a crisp sound of "Dang", sparks splashed everywhere, and the knife that fell from the black rattan board was blocked.

The blow failed, and the black rattan white board immediately retreated with a knife.

Qiao Lin looked at the bayonet in his hand, and saw that a gap nearly one centimeter deep had been cut.

Heiteng Baiban raised his knife and slashed again, Qiao Lin raised his hand to meet him.