Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

"Please, don't bury the body yet, just park it for a day, give me a day."

Qiao Lin went directly to the platoon leader and begged him to delay burying the body.

"you..."

The platoon leader didn't know Qiao Lin, and subconsciously wanted to ask why, but when he met those extremely cold eyes, he nodded.

"Cavalry company! All of them are there, and they bow their swords and pay tribute to the people who died."

Qiao Lin turned around, looked at the corpses of the villagers who had been sorted out and placed half of the wheat field, and shouted loudly.

"Shh!"

All the soldiers drew out their sabers, performing the highest etiquette of cavalry, the saber salute.

Qiao Lin looked at the corpses covered in blood and wounds, and still had some vague impressions of some of them.

When I rescued them, everyone was still alive and kicking.

But now, they have all turned into cold corpses.

After the Qiaozhuang operation ended, some young and middle-aged people enthusiastically signed up to join the army, but because Qiaozhuang was originally a small village with a limited population, if all young and middle-aged people joined the army, there would be no labor force in the village.

Finally, the superiors discussed and decided to set up the Qiaozhuang martial arts team. On the one hand, they received military training to improve their self-protection capabilities, and on the other hand, they carried out labor production to maintain the normal development of Qiaozhuang.

But before the martial arts team was trained, Qiao Zhuang was massacred. Qiao Lin hated it, wishing to catch those little devils who did evil things and skin them.

"Look at the corpses in front of you. They didn't do anything wrong, but they were murdered. They just want to live, but the enemy dare not give them a chance to live. Tell me, what should I do?"

Jolin gritted his teeth and asked.

"revenge!"

"revenge!"

"revenge!"

In front of him was the scene of a horrible massacre, without a single extra word, all the soldiers of the cavalry company roared in unison.

Yes, these villagers who were massacred are not related to everyone, but they are all people from the same ancestors, and all of them have the same blood flowing on them.

Today they were brutally murdered. The little devils are simply bullying people too much. They invaded my land and harmed my race. But whoever is a bloody person can swallow his anger?

Do not take revenge, swear not to be human!

This is the only thought from the heart of every soldier in the cavalry company.

This momentum made the soldiers who came to bury the corpse tremble.

"Today, I will temporarily take over the command of Company Commander Sun. You have only one mission, to kill! I'm not afraid that you are cruel, but I am afraid that you are not cruel enough. Let's go!"

Qiao Lin simply gave the order and set off again with the cavalry company.

"Platoon leader, haven't all the cavalry companies in our division been withdrawn from the infantry ranks? Where did this cavalry company come from?"

After the cavalry company left, a soldier recovered from the shock and asked the platoon leader curiously.

"I am not sure as well."

The platoon leader shook his head, he didn't know where this cavalry company came from.

"However, this army is not simple. The eyes of those soldiers are like hungry wolves who want to eat people. They will seep into people when they look at them. Let's dig the hole first. Let's guard here today."

The platoon leader thought for a while and added.

Qiao Lin knew how to clear the traces after he robbed the little devil's truck, so he naturally knew how to track the target based on the traces.

For him, trace tracking is just an ordinary skill.

Chapter 590 Three Inhuman Atrocities

The little devils obviously didn't care about eliminating the traces. They firmly believed that as long as they hid fast enough, the Eighth Route Army would not be able to catch them.

When Qiao Lin entered Qiaozhuang, he found a large number of footprints and other traces left by the little devil.

Through the analysis of these traces, he judged that these little devils were all walking, did not ride horses, and did not carry heavy weapons.

He also found out which direction the little devil was heading after he left Qiaozhuang.

According to these clues, Qiao Lin led the cavalry company to start a pursuit, and he was confident that he could catch up with this group of little devils.

Being inside the base area, the little devil must not dare to act casually, mainly hiding.

Moreover, walking for a long time consumes a lot of physical strength, and the little devil can't bear the pain of marching for a long time.

Therefore, Qiao Lin judged that the place where the little devil is currently located should be within [-] kilometers from Qiaozhuang.

This time the scouting team was not used, and Qiao Lin led the team himself.

The soldiers didn't know what Qiao Lin used to determine the little devil's course of action, but they chose to trust him unconditionally.

No matter which direction Jolin is going, just keep up.

During the tracking, Qiao Lin also discovered that the group of little devils did not walk in a straight line. In many sections, they even took the way of going in circles.

This clue made Qiao Lin conclude that the group of little devils had someone who knew the terrain as a guide. They seemed to be going around in circles, but in fact they avoided places that might be exposed.

At noon, Qiao Lin ordered the cavalry company to rest in place.

Soldiers can resist fatigue, but horses cannot.

In cavalry combat, the physical strength of the military horse is also a key factor, so after running for a long time, the military horse must be stopped to rest for a while to recover its physical strength.

Taking advantage of the rest time, Qiao Lin walked around the neighborhood again. He was pleasantly surprised to find that there were several urine stains that hadn't completely dried up along the route the little devil was traveling.

This shows that the little devil has not been away from here for a long time, and it may even be a short distance away.

After discovering this clue, Qiao Lin did not order the cavalry company to pursue immediately, but told the soldiers to continue to rest where they were and to go ahead to investigate alone.

In order to avoid alarming the little devil, Qiao Lin chose to walk. In his silent and fast running, he soon had new gains.

Five kilometers away from the resting place of the cavalry company, a group of little devils happened to be resting.

The resting place that the little devil chose was very particular. It was based on an open area beside a cliff, and the viewing distance was close to two kilometers.

This kind of terrain, no matter which direction appears, the little devil can find it in advance.

The only blind spot is the cliff, but no one can climb down from it.

Visually, the number of enemy troops was around 100, and most of the military uniforms on their bodies were stained with blood, so Qiao Lin judged that this group of little devils was the murderer who massacred the people in Qiaozhuang.

These little devils were all marching lightly, and they didn't carry any luggage except guns and ammunition.

When Qiao Lin found them, the group of little devils were squatting on the ground scattered and eating the dry food they carried with them.

If the infantry approached rashly, they would be discovered from a long distance, so the little devil chose the rest area basically to prevent the infantry units of the Eighth Route Army.

But they did not expect that the Eighth Route Army not only had infantry, but also cavalry.

And this terrain is simply a template field for cavalry charges.

After observing the little devil's arrangement, Qiao Lin quietly retreated to the cavalry company, divided the whole company into three teams, and immediately set off to surround the little devil from three directions.

The tired little devils didn't know that their lives were already in the hands of an Eighth Route Army guard who had been in the army for less than half a year.

Last night's raid plan went very smoothly, directly breaking through the Eighth Route Army's defense line, and then under the leadership of the spy troops, they went deep into the Eighth Route Army's base area and arrived at the first target location of this operation.

Qiao Zhuang.

Qiaozhuang, as a village closely related to the Fujiwara brigade, is the place where Fujiwara Kujo's wonderful plan dream started, and it is also the place where his dream was shattered.

The sweeping operation against the Eighth Route Army did not go smoothly. Not only was the front line unable to advance, but the huge casualties became an unbearable price for the Fujiwara brigade.

This time, the spy unit deployed in advance was used, and a brigade under the Yoshioka United was successfully sent into the rear of the Eighth Route Army base.

A brigade with more than 1000 people can't play a decisive role in the vast land behind the base.

And the purpose of Fujiwara Kujo sending this brigade in is not to rely on them to reverse the current situation.

This brigade has only one mission, which is to make trouble, and Qiao Zhuang's massacre was also to vent his personal anger.

Fujiwara Kujo has already gone crazy.

There are 190 cavalry companies with three people, and against the little devil brigade with more than 100 people, who will win?

This team of little devils is very proud, and they have long since lost the panic they received last night when they entered the base of the Eighth Route Army.

This transformation comes from the Qiaozhuang massacre last night.

More than 300 unarmed villagers were escorted to the wheat field by guns, and then began to slaughter frantically.

They were fascinated by the feeling that when several bayonets pierced a person's body at the same time, the villagers could be turned into a puddle of ooze in an instant.

Although bullets are the most effective tool for killing people, when it comes to cruelty, cold weapons bear the brunt.

They used bayonets to cut open the villagers' stomachs and then picked out the intestines.

They stringed babies who were still in their infancy, like candied haws, one by one with a command knife, and experimented with how many babies can be strung with a knife.

They smashed the joints of those old people alive with gun butts, and the heart-piercing screams made them feel extremely happy.

They tore off the coats of the young women and took turns assaulting them in front of everyone.

They ignored everyone's wailing and begging for mercy, and killed them all.

The moment they killed an innocent civilian, they felt that they were the gods who ruled the world.

They were excited, they were crazy about it, they treated these people like ants, and trampled on them until they were alive.

People in this country are actually not as powerful as imagined, and they can still kill at will.

They take pride in bringing the evil in human nature to the extreme.

Even when they were resting, what they were talking about was how they killed an innocent life.

They are even discussing which village to go to to continue this atrocity after nightfall tonight.

The ground began to tremble slightly, and the little devil looked suspiciously at the sky. After finding that there was no sign of thunder and rain, he turned his gaze into the distance.

Suddenly, dense shadows appeared on the horizon, moving towards them quickly.

The little devil nervously picked up the gun and looked at the person who came warily.

"It's cavalry, damn it, it's cavalry!"

The little devil yelled in shock, and began to gather his formation, looking for a route to escape.