Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

As soon as they saw this posture, they knew that they had just experienced a bloody battle.

And those little devil prisoners who were tied behind the horses and staggered forward, proved that the battle was won.

Seeing nearly a hundred prisoners, the platoon leader showed respect to the cavalry company.

A company can capture so many little devils, and this combat effectiveness is also top-notch in the Eighth Route Army.

"Comrade, thank you!"

Seeing that the bodies of the victims were still completely placed on the wheat field without any sign of being moved, Qiao Lin saluted the platoon leader and expressed his sincere thanks.

"You guys are..."

The platoon leader originally wanted to ask Qiao Lin what they had experienced, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say.

"Wait for a while, let's pay homage to these villagers, and then they can be buried in peace."

As Qiao Lin said, he turned around and waved his hands: "Take out the heads and set them up!"

Next, the soldiers guarding the platoon of the corpse witnessed with their own eyes an unforgettable scene in their lives.

Inside the blood-stained little devil's military uniform, human heads were taken out one by one, and placed neatly in the open space in front of the corpses of the villagers who died.

One or two.

Ten twenty.

One hundred two hundred.

It wasn't until human heads covered the ground one by one, like chess pieces on a chessboard, that the soldiers guarding the corpses realized that the ones on the ground were human heads.

Looking at the marks on the broken stubble, these heads should have been chopped off not long ago.

However, where did such a cavalry company get so many heads of little devils?

Just when everyone was surprised, Qiao Lin had already led all the soldiers of the cavalry company to pay homage to the villagers who died.

"A bow!"

"Two bows!"

"Three bows!"

Every time Qiao Lin said something, the soldiers collectively bowed to the villagers.

"Folks, we have already caught the little devils who took your life and killed you. Today, I will use their blood to avenge you. I hope you will have a peaceful life!"

Qiao Lin said a memorial speech, then turned around and shouted: "Bring these prisoners up, let them kneel in front of these villagers and confess their sins!"

The soldiers of the cavalry company escorted the little devils captives with their hands tied up, and kicked them on the legs, and these little devils all knelt down.

"You bastards, open your dog eyes and take a closer look. Did these people sin against you? They just want to find a way out in this troubled world. Why don't you give them a chance? Cruel these unarmed people, let Don’t you have a sense of accomplishment? Don’t you tout the spirit of Bushido? It’s kind of aimed at us soldiers, is it still human to bully the people?”

Qiao Lin grabbed a little devil officer by the hair, pressed his head down, and yelled at him bitterly.

The little devil officer couldn't understand what Qiao Lin was yelling, but he could feel that the Eighth Route Army, which treated beheading as a game, was very angry at the moment.

"Wow wow!"

The little devil officer screamed excitedly, as if he was justifying himself, or begging for mercy. He was very afraid that this man would cut off his head as he did before.

"Remember, God's evil is still forgiven, but self-inflicted evil cannot live. Since you dare to do such insane things, you must be prepared to bear the consequences."

As Qiao Lin spoke, he spat in the face of the little devil officer, and pulled out his saber.

"Comrade, you can't..."

The platoon leader guarding the corpses of the dead villagers realized what Qiao Lin was going to do and hurriedly stopped him.

It's a pity that Qiao Lin's knife was faster than his mouth. Before he could finish speaking, a flash of the knife flashed, and the little devil officer's head fell to the ground.

"Comrade, killing prisoners is a violation of discipline, you can't do it."

The platoon leader stepped forward and grabbed Qiao Lin's hand holding the knife, persuading him earnestly.

"They are captives, what about them?"

Qiao Lin pointed at the villager's corpse on the ground, his eyes turned red all of a sudden.

"As long as you surrender, you can get the status of captives, you can save their lives, and you can save them from being responsible for these tragic deaths. How can there be such a reason in the world? Kill people to pay for their lives, and debts to pay for money. It has never changed. These beasts , I have to die today, no one will do me any favors!"

Like a raging lion, Qiao Lin roared with his eyes wide open. The stern and aggressive look in his eyes made the platoon leader take a step back involuntarily.

He knew that he might not be able to stop this extremely angry soldier by himself.

"Cavalry company, draw your sword, and use the blood of these animals to comfort the souls of the villagers!"

Jolin gritted his teeth and roared.

With the sound of drawing swords neatly, the soldiers of the cavalry company pulled out the sabers hanging from their waists one after another.

The remaining little devil prisoners saw their officer beheaded with their own eyes, and immediately panicked, struggling to escape from here one by one.

However, their bodies were firmly held down by the soldiers, and they couldn't move at all. They kept kneeling postures one by one. In the cold light, there were a bunch of human heads on the ground.

"Comrade, forgive me for my rudeness just now, and please understand my feelings. I will trouble you next time, and let these villagers rest in peace."

After the ceremony, Qiao Lin took the initiative to hold the platoon leader's hand and apologized to him for his previous attitude.

Chapter 590 The sixth is wiped out

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the platoon leader to respond, Qiao Lin ordered the cavalry company to wrap up the heads again, put them on horseback, and rush to the brigade headquarters. He had to take these things back.

"Just pretend you didn't see what happened today, people, you really need an explanation."

The platoon leader looked at the cavalry team going away, secretly made a decision, and instructed the soldiers.

The cavalry company had been out for a whole day, and no news came back. Brigadier Chen kept pacing in the staff headquarters, a little restless.

He didn't know if Qiao Lin could really find the little devils who had infiltrated, and he didn't know what crazy moves Qiao Lin would make in this emotional state.

From an emotional point of view, no matter what Qiao Lin did, there was nothing wrong with it. The little devil should be punished if he committed evil first.

But from a rational point of view, he was worried that Qiao Lin would go too far.

The Eighth Route Army is disciplined, and Qiao Lin doesn't seem to be a very disciplined person.

There was a sound of horseshoes, and Brigadier Chen stood up and walked out quickly.

Sure enough, the cavalry company came back. Excitedly, Brigadier Chen walked directly outside the brigade headquarters compound to greet him.

The chiefs who heard the noise also followed out one after another.

It was evening at this time, and under the afterglow of the setting sun, several chiefs and the staff of the brigade were all stunned.

What kind of picture is this?

The setting sun reflected a halo of light on the soldiers, with brilliant colors.

The soldiers on horseback are like beautiful sculptures. It is difficult to see such a peaceful scene on the battlefield.

But amidst this peace, there is another scene.

The soldiers were covered in blood from head to toe, and they couldn't even see the original color of their uniforms.

Even the army horse he was riding seemed to be fished out of a pool of blood, with dried blood stains all over his hair.

How cruel is this battle to be able to fight like this?

However, the cavalry company can come back in this way, which means that they should have found the team of little devils.

Brigadier Chen felt a lot more at ease. Anyway, he sent the cavalry company out on a temporary basis, and it was effective.

No matter what the ending is, if you can find it, it is not a waste of time.

"brigadier!"

Qiao Lin jumped off his horse and walked quickly to Brigadier Chen.

"It can be seen that you have gone through a hard battle, and you have worked hard. How are the casualties?"

Looking at Qiao Lin who seemed to be crawling out of a pile of dead people, Brigadier Chen not only sighed.

It is indeed a bit difficult for a cavalry company to chase a small devil and a brigade, so what he cares most about is the casualties of the troops.

After all, the cavalry company had only just begun to emerge, and it would be a pity for him if it was abolished because of this battle.

"It's not that hard. Apart from a few minor injuries, there are no other problems."

Qiao Lin took off the already stiff hat, rubbed it in his hands, and said embarrassedly.

It's really not that hard, a few rounds of charging battles are over, and the few wounded soldiers are only cut through their arms and thighs by the little devil's bayonet.

In terms of bitterness, it is not as bitter as they followed along the road.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Brigadier Chen said it twice in a row, and his hanging heart finally settled down.

"Bring the gun over here!"

As soon as Qiao Lin beckoned, the soldiers of the cavalry company immediately brought over bundles of rifles on horseback and piled them under the wall of the brigade headquarters.

"This is?"

Brigadier Chen was taken aback. He didn't expect Qiao Lin to bring back so many weapons. At a glance, there must be at least a thousand of them.

"This was seized from the little devils. It happens to be a brigade, and there are a lot of them. Those who are short of guns and ammunition on the front line can be relieved to some extent."

Jolin said casually.

Originally, he planned to get these rifles to the independent regiment. After all, Li Yunlong's ammunition depot was empty. As a guard, he should also show material support to the regiment leader.

But after thinking about it, now is an extraordinary period, and the consumption of weapons on the front line is extremely high. Li Yunlong can donate all his small treasury without any secrets, and there is no need for him to make small calculations on this matter.

Anyway, there will be more opportunities to support Li Yunlong in the future, and the most important thing right now is the anti-sweeping battle, so he brought all his rifles to the brigade headquarters.

"A brigade? You mean that your cavalry company wiped out all the enemy's brigades?"

Brigadier Chen's voice suddenly raised a bit, causing everyone at the scene to look sideways.

"Yes!"

Qiao Lin nodded, not understanding what all the fuss was about.

Brigadier Chen's face suddenly changed.