Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

But soon they found desperately that, except for the cliff with their backs, cavalry appeared in the other three directions.

This cliff, which they regarded as a guarantee, has now become the driving force behind their death.

The sound of horseshoes was getting closer, and the unwilling little devil began to fight back with his gun.

Chapter 590: Qiao Lin's Heartlessness

As soon as he raised the gun, before he had time to aim, a bullet pierced the forehead of a little devil.

Sun Desheng let go of the index finger that was holding the trigger, and used the horse rifle to shoot with live ammunition for the first time. He found that the previous training ground was really worthless.

Fragmentary gunshots rang out from time to time, and as long as any little devil made a suspected movement of raising a gun, he would be shot dead by the soldiers of the cavalry company without hesitation.

Riding and shooting really don't need live ammunition training, and simulated training can also practice good marksmanship.

It wasn't until this time that the fighters realized how amazing Jolin's method of training them was.

The first time you fire a gun, you can do it right.

In the open and open land, the speed of the cavalry's charge is astonishing, changing positions almost every blink of an eye.

Facing the cavalry company rushing around, the little devil felt hopeless, and leaned close together, secretly praying that this was just a dream.

When he was less than 100 meters away from the little devil, Qiao Lin suddenly pulled out his saber and roared, "Kill!"

"kill!"

The soldiers drew out their sabers one after another and rushed towards the enemy.

This roar that shook the heavens and the earth almost frightened the little devil's guts.

Facing the cavalry company whose number was less than one-fifth of theirs, the little devil couldn't even think of resisting.

The cavalry company adopted a cross charge from three directions, like layers of sharp teeth, directly biting the little devil's formation.

The team of more than 1000 people was instantly fragmented, and it completely lost its fighting power in just one round.

"kill!"

Qiao Lin galloped up to a little devil, and without waiting for the other's reaction, waved his knife and slashed down diagonally.

"what!"

The little devil only had time to let out a scream before the head rolled to the ground.

In one charge, one-third of the little devils were killed.

The soldiers turned their horses and charged again.

The cavalry company is like a behemoth that devours and kills, and all obstacles will be ruthlessly torn apart wherever it goes.

After a few rounds, there were less than a hundred little devils still standing on the ground.

The little devil knew that the situation was over, so he quickly raised the gun above his head, knelt down on the ground as a gesture of surrender.

After chasing for a long time, the real fight was actually very short, just a few minutes.

For the cavalry company, this battle is a battle of scale in the true sense. One company has killed a brigade of little devils. Such an achievement is enough for them to say to Qiao Lin with a clear conscience: "Instructor, we have not let you down!" cultivation."

After the near-killing battle, the soldiers' bodies were covered with blood stains, and even the fur on the army horses was soaked in the little devil's blood, dripping drops of blood dripping down.

"Tie their hands and tie them behind the horses."

Qiao Lin jumped off the horse, looked at the little devils who had surrendered and said.

The soldiers immediately started to take off the leggings on the little devil, tied their hands tightly, and tied them to the saddle.

While everyone was busy dealing with the prisoners and collecting the trophies, Qiao Lin came to the battlefield silently with a saber in his hand, aimed at the little devil's body and chopped it down.

With a "click", the little devil's neck snapped off at the root. Qiao Lin picked up the head and threw it aside, then walked to the next corpse.

Slowly, the soldiers stopped what they were doing, straightened up, and watched Qiao Lin chop off the little devil's head one by one.

Only then did they realize what Qiao Lin meant when he said, "I'm not afraid that you are cruel, but I am afraid that you are not cruel enough" before setting off.

It wasn't just the soldiers of the cavalry company who were shocked, those little devils who had already been taken prisoner were even more terrified.

They watched as the heads Qiao Lin chopped off were gradually piled up into small hills by him.

And the ever-increasing number of headless corpses on the ground lay there in a haphazard manner, looking extremely terrifying.

Several little devils collapsed on the ground on the spot, peeing their pants immediately.

If anyone really wants to compare their methods with cruelty and whose heart is more ruthless, they are still far from Qiao Lin.

Qiao Lin mechanically repeated the movement of swinging the knife over and over again, with a blank expression on his face, as if he was doing something very normal.

However, more than 1000 heads, to be cut off one by one like this, is really not a small project.

After a while, beads of sweat oozed from Qiao Lin's forehead. He stood up straight, stretched his waist, glanced at the soldiers who were staring at him, and said angrily, "Why? That's what you plan to do." look?"

The soldiers were taken aback for a moment, only then did they realize that Qiao Lin was asking them for help.

It's just a matter of beheading, if it happens in a battle, it's nothing.

In a critical moment, you can live and die, and no one will care about these details.

But now that the battle is over, it seems that there is always a hurdle in my heart to carry out secondary processing on the little devil's body.

"Scared?"

Seeing that the soldiers were hesitant, Qiao Lin said with a sneer.

"How is it possible, I don't know what it means to be afraid!"

Wang Dachui stood up aggressively, raised his knife and slashed at the corpse of a little devil.

It is probably the first time to do this kind of work, Wang Dahammer has the strength, but unfortunately the accuracy is a bit lacking.

With one strike, even half of the shoulder with the corpse was chopped off.

"Oh my god, aren't you trashing things? You have to be precise in this job, and the head will look good if you cut it off with a knife."

Qiao Lin rushed over distressed, and while teaching Wang Dahammer a lesson, he swung a knife to repair the defective product.

Seeing Qiao Lin calmly repairing the head, Wang Dachui only felt a churning in his stomach, bent over and retched.

People's heads have been chopped off, so it doesn't matter whether they look good or not?

Qiao Lin's words and deeds directly refreshed the perception of the soldiers.

"You have the combat power, but this is not enough. I ordered that everyone must chop off three heads today. If the number is not enough, the task will not be completed."

Qiao Lin slashed it down, picked up the head and threw it over without looking at it, and it fell right into the pile of heads.

Now that it has become a task, the soldiers can only bite the bullet and go on the stage, first use the blade to mark the position on the neck of the corpse, and then chop it down.

The first head was cut off, and 80.00% of the soldiers vomited.

Blood vessels, trachea, esophagus, and broken vertebrae, these things are intertwined, really challenging the limit of human endurance.

But from the second one, everyone got used to it a lot, at least they can see it directly.

Cruelty is the same as marksmanship, it is not innate, but can also be trained.

In short, after the soldiers completed the task of three heads, they all felt from the bottom of their hearts that their souls had been sublimated.

It seems that nothing in this world is unacceptable.

If you want to survive on the battlefield, you need to fight for strength.

Accurate marksmanship, great strength, and good knife skills will have a greater chance of surviving than the enemy.

In addition to strength, ruthlessness is also indispensable.

The battlefield is not a place where human feelings are more important than self-cultivation. Whoever has a more ruthless heart and more poisonous hands will be able to take the first step to eliminate the enemy.

How to make a fighter become ruthless?

It's very simple, let him continue to challenge his bottom line and do things beyond the acceptable range.

Like beheading.

With the help of the soldiers, the speed was much faster, and soon, the little devil's heads were piled up like a hill, which looked inexplicably frightening.

Chapter 590

"Take off all the clothes from these corpses, wrap up these heads and take them back."

After confirming that there were no missing heads, Qiao Lin gave another order.

Frankly speaking, Qiao Lin's performance today gave the fighters a feeling of getting to know him again.

At first, everyone thought that Qiao Lin's beheading was purely to vent his anger. After all, the people of a village were massacred, and everyone hated it very much.

There is no five horses to divide the body, just beheading is considered polite enough.

Thinking about it this way, the soldiers understood Qiao Lin's actions a lot, and even felt that by beheading people, they were also avenging the innocent victims of the villagers.

But the heads have all been beheaded. According to normal procedures, the prisoners should be escorted now and return with the captured weapons.

But Qiao Lin even proposed to take the head away.

You know, this is more than 1000 heads, not more than 1000 cabbages.

Does Qiaolin still have a habit of collecting this thing?

But orders must be obeyed, so the soldiers had to start again on the headless corpses, unbutton them, take off their clothes, lay them flat on the ground, put two or three heads on them, wrap them one by one, like a bundle of.

Although no one spoke, the soldiers all felt that they were mentally abnormal for being able to do such a thing.

Bundles of rifles, bundles of heads.

The horses of the soldiers of the cavalry company were full of horses.

There were also captives who were led away after the horses. In the afternoon, the cavalry company returned in triumph.

Without going back to the brigade headquarters or the cavalry company, Qiao Lin took everyone to Qiaozhuang directly.

The bodies of the villagers who died were still placed on the wheat field. The platoon leader in charge of guarding did not bury them according to Qiao Lin's request. After digging a hole, he guarded the bodies next to them.

When Qiao Lin came back with the cavalry company, the soldiers in Qiaozhuang were all shocked.

All of them were covered in blood, and even the hair of the military horse riding under their crotch had turned dark red, and the hairs were tied into knots one by one.