Of course, in this area, this small building is still intact. It is normal for the Japanese army to choose this place as a resting place, which is in line with normal human psychology.
But how could Tang Dao be sure that the Japanese army would be interested in a wild dog?
When they saw Tang Dao leaping out of the darkness like a ghost and knocking out the wild dog that was supposed to be a domestic dog without killing it, the two elite guards subconsciously thought that Tang Dao was too merciful.
If it were them, they would naturally kill the wild dog with a knife. At this time, they must not allow any factors that might expose their hiding place to exist.
But Tang Dao didn't have it, and he even had the time to tie the wild dog's mouth with a thin rope. Even if the wild dog woke up and was restrained by Tang Dao's big hand, it could only make a low whine from its throat.
Later, he seemed to accept his fate and didn't even dare to hum again.
Tang Dao did not leave until the Japanese army arrived. The free wild dog was probably so frightened that it took a while before he dared to get up from the ground.
If you are careful, you can still see that the dog's tail is tightly clamped between its legs. This is a sign of extreme fear in the dog.
It's a pity, not to mention that the Japanese army didn't notice it. Even if they did, it's not normal for a wild dog to meet a group of heavily armed and vicious Japanese soldiers with its tail between its legs! Could it be that it would still wag its tail at them? Just because it is China.
The identity of a dog is irrelevant.
Of course, the two elite guardsmen did not know that the little butterfly who had traveled through time could not be called the king of individual soldiers just by virtue of his individual tactical skills such as fighting, shooting, and tactical evasion.
The variety of training subjects that Tang Dao received was so complex that even in the future, let alone them in this era, it would be enough to stun ordinary people. Apart from special combat skills, small subject assessments such as logical inference and human psychological analysis can only be regarded as average.
Difficulty: Mastering multiple languages, dressing up, customs and customs of various countries, and even dabbling in industrial manufacturing, economics and finance.
The strongest warrior from a hundred years later, the most powerful thing is not his killing skills, but his mind.
It has been raining continuously in Songhu for nearly a month. Although it rarely clears up during the day, the ground is still slippery, especially at night. The autumn in southeastern China can blow the cold wind into your bones. No one is willing to sit on the wet and cold ground to rest.
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Then, the relatively well-preserved two-story building became the best place to stay.
Although the victory in the battle can stimulate the Japanese army to fight high, they are still human beings, and they will get tired. When the goal is achieved, once the mental stimulation brought by the victory subsides like a tide, physical damage will follow.
The fatigue on the battlefield is even greater than that of the defeated Chinese army.
When taking a break, a piece of fragrant roasted dog meat is definitely the strongest desire of a human being who has eaten dry and cold food for several months. It is even greater than the temptation brought by a woman.
The most primitive instinct of living things is not to do that and that to consume energy, but to consume food to obtain energy in order to survive.
Therefore, the two elite guardsmen hiding dozens of meters away were horrified to discover that everything Tang Dao had done before, which seemed so unreliable, had succeeded like that.
The four Japanese soldiers held flashlights, left the temporary stronghold of the Japanese team, and searched the ruins where the wild dogs had disappeared.
The two knew that Tang Dao was there. Maybe it was because they were both Chinese, but the wild dog that was frightened by Tang Dao actually crawled back after being shot.
The ruins, which were never more than ten meters away from the hiding place of the two elite guardsmen, should have been a residence where the family was once relatively well-off.
From the scene, it is not difficult to determine that this residence once had five bungalows and a small courtyard with flowers and an osmanthus tree...
It is not difficult to imagine that the owner of the courtyard once refined and loved life.
But now, they no longer exist.
The fall of a 75-caliber mountain gun shell changed everything.
Three and a half of the five bungalows were destroyed in an instant. Among the ruins, only one house was connected to the other half of the house. The beam fell to the ground, stubbornly holding up the wall that was supposed to be destroyed by the shock wave.
The small courtyard was even more devastated, with all the flowers and grass lying down. The sweet-scented osmanthus tree was cut off by a piece of shrapnel, but the leaves still maintained their green crown lying five or six meters away from the half-trunk. Naturally, most of the courtyard walls and gates were no longer there.
Reexist.
However, most of the remaining courtyard wall, which is more than three meters high and is just enough to block the sight of the Japanese detachment.
If you want to see this side clearly, you have to walk 20 meters away.
In other words, if four Japanese soldiers walked in, the Japanese soldiers over there would not know it unless they made violent noises.
According to the ideas of the two soldiers, the simplest way is to use Tang Dao to kill two of them with his frighteningly accurate shooting skills when the Japanese army comes over unprepared, and then before the main force of the Japanese army can react,
He ran away into the ruins.
Despite the large number of Japanese troops, in such an environment, they could not accurately track Tang Dao.
Not only did they get the head, but they could return to the mission without any injuries. The two of them would also report all Tang Dao's actions. The regimental deputy would definitely keep this guy with strong fighting ability, and everyone would be happy.
But Tang Dao didn't fire even when the Japanese army was nearly ten meters away from the ruins of the small courtyard. Everything was silent except for the wild dog that had crawled into the house and was whimpering slightly because of pain.
The two elite guardsmen probably already knew what Tang Dao wanted to do.
The Japanese soldiers who were eager to eat dog meat certainly didn't know what was waiting for them in the ruins.
The bright light of the flashlight made them follow the dripping blood of the injured wild dog into the ruins. As the leading Japanese soldier whispered the order, the three Japanese soldiers held guns and guarded in three directions, while the leading Japanese soldier threw the gun to his companions.
He took the flashlight from his companion, pulled out the bayonet from the bayonet scabbard hanging on his waist, held it in his right hand, and rushed straight into the house.
With the bright light of the flashlight, the leading Japanese soldier could clearly see the injured wild dog huddled under a small square table in the house, and couldn't help but show joy on his face.
As his whole body entered the dark room, a pair of strong hands slowly and gently hung down from the sky, just like the gentle raindrops in the sky a few days ago, so soft that you couldn't feel its existence, but it was cold.
Like bone marrow.
The Japanese soldier had been completely distracted by the dog meat that would be roasted until it was dripping with oil. He did not see it at all. In fact, he could not see it. Right above him, a strong man was hanging from the ceiling with only one pair of legs.
He was hanging upside down from a wooden beam on the top. He stretched his crouched body and stretched out his hand to touch his head.
It's a bit like killing someone with a slap on the head.
It’s just that if you touch your head, you will kill someone!
All living things have an instinctive fear of death. The Japanese soldier was frightened for no reason, and the hair on his body exploded. The moment he was about to raise his head, a big hand covered his mouth first. Before he could start to flutter and struggle, he collapsed.
The hanging Tang Dao held his head with his other hand, and the muscles of his arms bulged. If he used too much force, there was a frightening "click" sound, and the Japanese soldier's relatively thick body suddenly collapsed.
The rupture of the spinal nerves has caused the complete loss of all functions below his neck. An extremely unpleasant smell emitted from his crotch, which was the result of complete incontinence of urine and feces.
Tang Dao jumped down from above like a civet cat, used his legs to hold the Japanese soldier's body that was about to slide to him, and also caught the Japanese soldier's dropped flashlight and bayonet.
The bulging eyes caused by the severe pain did not allow the Japanese superior soldier to see the appearance of the attacker clearly. There was nothing but darkness in front of his eyes. He wanted to warn his companions and call for help, but was blocked by the powerful hand as big as a cattail leaf fan.
It hit my throat, and the final sound that came out was just a terrible "clucking" sound, which sounded a bit like a chicken with its neck broken.
This is a trap, this thought crossed the Japanese soldier's mind, but that was also his last thought.
Then, the surging darkness completely overwhelmed him, not only his eyes, but also his whole heart.
The rupture of the spinal nerves and the lack of fresh oxygen supply to the respiratory tract for more than twenty seconds were enough to cause his brain to go into hibernation.
Of course, this is an irreversible sleep that can never be woken up from.
This chapter has been completed!