Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

After a while, a truck covered with a rainproof cloth drove over from the other side of the road.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the truck driving into the encirclement bit by bit.

According to the predetermined plan, the soldiers hiding behind the mountain immediately urged their horses to encircle them.

Qiao Lin rushed onto the road first, and the horizontal gun immediately stopped in the middle of the road.

The little devil who was driving saw a man and a horse suddenly appearing on the road, and braked quickly. After a harsh friction sound, the truck stopped more than ten meters away from Qiao Lin.

Qiao Lin kept his mission in mind, without delay, he raised the gun and pointed it at the driver before pulling the trigger.

There was a "bang" gunshot, the bullet penetrated the windshield and shot into the driver's forehead, and then the little devil lay on the steering wheel and did not move.

There was also a little devil holding a rifle sitting in the passenger seat. Qiao Lin didn't kill him immediately, but started to bring in the character.

"I opened this mountain, I opened this road, I planted this tree, this..."

Since I'm playing a bandit this time, I must say my lines first.

It's a pity that Qiao Lin didn't have any experience in this field. He couldn't remember the words just after the fourth sentence, and he got stuck there.

Just as he was racking his brains to think about the fourth sentence, the little devil in the co-pilot didn't give him a chance to recall, he just pushed open the car door and jumped down, threw the rifle aside, held up Hands in a gesture of surrender.

If you don't surrender, you can't do it. Dozens of people with guns on horseback have surrounded the entire vehicle. If you don't surrender, are you waiting to be shot to death?

After all, the spirit of preferring death to surrender, and fighting to the last man will not work with the little devil.

Little devils generally like to shout their allegiance to His Majesty the Emperor with their mouths, and then use their honest bodies to explain what it means to be a gentleman who knows current affairs.

"Which army are you from?"

Seeing that the little devil had surrendered, Qiao Lin knew that he had no chance to say his lines, so he asked with some displeasure.

"Wow wow wow..."

The little devil who surrendered couldn't understand what Qiao Lin said, but he could tell that he must be asking himself a question, so he answered it quickly.

But no one could understand his answer except himself.

"What's in the car?"

"Wow wow wow..."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Wow wow wow..."

"Wow, your uncle is wow!"

Finally, Qiao Lin's patience was exhausted, and he shot the little devil back to his hometown.

Although this is also an act of killing prisoners and violates discipline, the soldiers have been training with Qiao Lin these days, and they have also acquired some of his habits, so they don't think there is anything wrong with doing so.

"Waste of saliva, bah!"

Qiao Lin felt that the act of talking to the little devil had seriously lowered his IQ, and he deeply regretted this, and he could only calm down his dissatisfaction with another mouthful of saliva.

The two little devils were killed, and there was no movement in the car. The soldiers rode around the truck without further action.

Qiao Lin looked at Sun Desheng and raised his chin at him.

"Ahem, let's see what's in the car?"

It was only then that Sun Desheng realized that the robbery was over, and it was time to see the harvest.

Counting loot is like opening a blind box. You never know what's inside until you open it.

A few soldiers got off their horses, pulled out their sabers and cut open the rainproof cloth. The carriage was full of woven bags more than two meters long and one meter thick.

Qiao Lin went over to take a look, and suddenly had a bad feeling. Judging from the shape of the bag, it didn't look like it was for grain.

He climbed into the carriage, tore open a bag, and was dumbfounded.

There's nothing else in it, just a new set of little devil's military uniform.

"Damn it!"

Qiao Lin cursed and tore open another bag unwillingly, but the result was still the same.

After the soldiers hurriedly tore open all the bags and inspected them, Qiao Lin finally gave up.

A whole truckload of military uniforms is enough for two brigades of little devils to wear. In terms of value alone, it is definitely not cheap.

But for the Eighth Route Army, it is completely worthless.

Even pulling a cart of shoes is fine, and it is somewhat useful to distribute them to the soldiers, but this military uniform. ． ．

Wear it yourself?

So if you wear it, you count as the Eighth Route Army or a little devil?

What if I was mistakenly injured by my own people as a little devil?

What if the people in the base area are frightened?

I can't wear it even if I wear it, and I think it's too smokey to burn.

"Ugh!"

Jolin sighed in frustration.

"Ugh!"

A sigh followed.

Qiao Lin sighed because he didn't grab something useful, but the reason why the soldiers sighed didn't stop there.

Woke up in the middle of the night and set off, full of anticipation and anxiety, waiting for a real actual battle.

The killing was bloody, and the guns fired.

The soldiers had imagined countless scenarios, but they never expected this to be the case.

Qiao Lin only fired two shots to completely end the battle. As for the soldiers of the cavalry company, they were more like extras who came to support the scene. To put it bluntly, they were useless at all.

Originally, he wanted to rely on the spoils to comfort his wounded heart, but the spoils sprinkled salt on the wound again.

Sun Desheng and Chen Youjin could not wait to find a crack in the ground to get in. They ran around to observe the terrain, used their brains to make plans, and yelled at the deployment of battles. It was like a world war. In the end, even they themselves watched I can't go down.

This is like a family who thinks they are popular, and hold a big banquet to entertain folks from all over the world. The invitations are sent out, and hundreds of tables of wine and food are prepared. .

"Old Chen, why are you blushing?"

Sun Desheng noticed that Chen Youjin's face was very red.

"Old Sun, your face is also red."

Chen Youjin reminded him in a low voice.

Sun Desheng raised his hand to touch his face, it was not only red, but also very hot.

"Commander Sun, what should we do next?"

Qiao Lin complained for a while, then looked at Sun Desheng again, after all, he is the commander in chief today.

"Grab one more."

Sun Desheng gritted his teeth and said.

If you stop here, then this matter will really become a joke. No matter what, you have to grab something useful to wash away the shame.

"okay!"

Sun Desheng's words were exactly what Qiao Lin wanted.

Chapter 540 Can't Grab What You Want

"But this car..."

Sun Desheng became embarrassed again, and asked the soldiers to hide again. It was not difficult to continue to wait for the target, but this truck parked in the middle of the road was a bit too in the way.

The road will not be wide if you don't come here. It's too conspicuous for such a big truck to park here. If there are little devils passing by, they can see it from a long distance, and they will definitely be suspicious.

"It's okay, just leave it to me, Company Commander Sun, just dispose of the corpses of these two little devils."

Qiao Lin patted his chest and opened the car door, dragged the dead driver off the steering wheel, sat on it and said.

Qiao Lin closed the door of the car, skillfully started the truck, turned the steering wheel, and the truck drove into the field beside the road.

He poked his head out of the car window and whistled, and the horse he was riding immediately followed up, and the car and the horse went off into the distance.

"Instructor Qiao can still drive?"

A soldier said in surprise, after all, in this era, people who can drive are very rare, and they can live a decent life wherever they go.

"Are you confused? Forgot that Instructor Qiao came from that special force in a foreign country. Everyone there can drive, tanks and planes."

Another soldier said immediately.

It was only then that the soldiers remembered that Qiao Lin had indeed said once before that soldiers in special forces needed to master a lot of special skills, and driving various vehicles was only the most basic.

At that time, everyone thought his words were exaggerated and didn't take them too seriously, but now seeing Qiao Lin drive away with their own eyes, the soldiers realized that what Qiao Lin said should be true.

Soon, Jolin rode back again, but the truck was nowhere to be seen.

"Instructor Qiao, have you lost your car?"

Wang Dahammer asked stupidly.

"Can you talk? What does it mean to turn off? I just realized that I found a hidden place to stop temporarily, and then decide how to deal with it after the matter is over."

Qiao Lin tapped Wang Dachui on the head to remind him not to talk nonsense.

The bodies of the two little devils were directly buried by Sun Desheng and the soldiers on the spot, and the road surface became smooth again, as if nothing had happened.

The warriors returned to their positions and continued to wait for their prey.

Almost an hour later, the reconnaissance team sent information, and two more trucks came.

Still following the previous steps, after the little devil's truck drove into the encirclement, Qiao Lin was the first to ride onto the road, and the other soldiers surrounded him.

Since there were two trucks, Qiao Lin didn't delay this time. After the truck stopped, he fired two shots and killed the two little devils in the cab of the first truck. The little devil was also killed.

The battle ends victoriously within 20 seconds.

The soldiers are very helpless, but they have to accept their identity as a group performer.