Chapter 93 Moonlight Killing Night

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 Two Japanese sentries who had just picked up their cigarettes and heard the noise happened to look up and saw this scene, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Their poor little minds were a little confused. Why did the second lieutenant, who was no longer so strict just now, go on a murderous rampage?

The murder scenes are so brutal that people dare not look directly at them.

The Sanba bayonet penetrated the entirety of the captain's head from the chin to the top of the head.

The captain, who was usually physically strong and had fought three Chinese soldiers in hand-to-hand combat without defeat, had a bayonet piercing his mouth and could not open it. He could only make a horrifying whine from his nose, and his two big white eyes had already rolled up to the sky.

, but his two hands tightly held the body of the Type 38 rifle and stubbornly refused to fall. His whole body twitched and swayed, like a fish that was dressed alive with bamboo skewers and was about to be grilled...

They could completely imagine the pain the corps commander was feeling at this time.

The sudden crisis made them instinctively reach for the rifle that was leaning against the wall to pick up cigarettes.

For soldiers, weapons are the only thing that makes them feel at ease at this time.

However, they didn't realize that not only did they let the gun leave their control, their reaction was also much slower than usual.

So, they died.

How could Tang Dao let the opportunity he finally created go to waste?

With his right hand, he pulled out the 38 bayonet that was still stuck in the heart of the Japanese corps commander, twisted his waist and threw his arm, and a cold light flashed, and the 38 bayonet penetrated directly into the throat of a Japanese soldier.

The force was so powerful that it not only stabbed the Adam's apple to pieces and penetrated the thick neck, but also brought the Japanese soldier's entire body back. With a soft "bang" sound, the Japanese soldier was nailed to that brick wall.

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The Japanese soldier screamed "Hehe" in agony, holding the bayonet blade pierced into his neck with both hands, trying to pull out the sharp blade that was about to take away his life, even if the blood on his hands was bleeding, he would not give up.

The cruelty of the scene was by no means less than that of their corps commander who was still struggling for his life.

Another Japanese soldier had successfully grasped his own gun, but his choice was really wrong.

A person who exposes his back to the enemy on the battlefield, and faces a terrifying enemy like Tang Dao, can only have one ending.

die!

Tang Dao, who threw the knife with all his strength, didn't even look at the result of his battle. He strode forward, stretched out his five fingers in his broad palm, and pinched the Japanese soldier's neck. The five carrot-thick fingers tightened suddenly like steel pliers.

The Japanese soldier who had just grasped the gun had his eyes bulging in pain, his hands reaching behind him in an attempt to remove the hand that was holding his vitals, and his mouth opened subconsciously.

But Tang Dao's other hand had already reached out and covered his mouth and nose tightly. His hard struggle required more oxygen, which in disguise increased the time it took for him to die. The extreme lack of oxygen in his brain made the Japanese soldiers

The rolling of his eyes was not much smaller than that of his team leader, and the muffled sound of "Woo-Woo" in his mouth did not even last for fifteen seconds.

Tang Dao remained unmoved, his hand firmly covering the Japanese soldier's mouth and nose, and he patrolled around the sentry post with cold eyes.

The body of the Japanese army commander who was still in physiological convulsions and the long bayonet actually formed a strange "eight" frame, causing his body to stand upright.

Tang Dao knew that this was a super strong obsession with survival that was supporting the Japanese soldiers who were already doomed. If they didn't fall to the ground, they wouldn't be dead yet.

If this guy were alive, his combat skills would be no worse than his flexible brain.

Another Japanese soldier who was nailed to the wall with a bayonet died faster. The bayonet cut his throat and also cut the aorta. The massive blood loss and loss of oxygen supply caused his brain to collapse after more than ten seconds.

It was down.

A burst of stench proved that the Japanese army had completely lost control of the body. Tang Dao then gently placed the body in his hand on the ground, and looked at the still burning fire with a slightly surprised look, but there was no trace of it at all.

He did not take the glorious record of killing three Japanese soldiers in one fell swoop to heart.

If veteran Youzi were here, he would definitely find that his commander was stronger and more terrifying than when he witnessed Tang Dao kill four Japanese soldiers in one fell swoop last night.

This killing was not like yesterday's sneak attack in a dark room. Not only did the three Japanese soldiers have a bright field of vision, the Tang sword did not even give them a chance to let out a scream that resounded throughout the battlefield.

Yes, after a day and night of hard fighting, Tang Dao has become more and more familiar with his young and energetic body, and his individual combat power has almost returned to 80% of the peak of his previous life.

Otherwise, he would not have chosen to kill the Japanese sentries in this way.

Of course, this is also the reason why Japanese sentries are a perfect way to deploy defenses.

Tang Dao, who had a 38 bayonet in the dark, could have thrown the knife to kill one of them, and then rushed over to kill the other with his bare hands. With the strength of Tang Dao, he had enough confidence not to disturb the sleeping people in the trench not far away.

Japanese army.

But Tang Dao heard the long and steady breathing of another Japanese soldier a few meters away. It was the breathing of a strong and healthy adult.

There is actually a hidden sentry of the Japanese army. That is the most important sentry of the Japanese army here.

Tang Dao was sure of killing him, but there was no way to guarantee that he wouldn't make any noise and alert the two sentries.

Fortunately, Tang Dao had already prepared. Japanese military uniforms were designed in a loose style. Although the damn Japanese second lieutenant was only 1.7 meters tall, he could barely let Tang Dao penetrate his uniform without looking awkward.

Of course, this was not completely without danger. The Japanese army was much more vigilant than he imagined. Fortunately, Tang Dao, who had studied at the Jinling Army Academy, had studied a lot of World War II materials in order to pass the war history exam. For some of the Japanese soldiers

Qi Pa's understanding of urine properties and his proficiency in Japanese finally allowed the Japanese soldiers to relax their vigilance and receive his thunderous blow.

The thrills involved are not something that can be achieved simply by relying on strong force.

When the books are used, you will regret them less. If you read more, they will be useful for anything, including killing people.

Of course, Tang Dao was able to kill the three of them so perfectly not only with his own strength, but also with the help of the mysterious boss.

Tang Dao glanced at the black lump in the bonfire that was still rising, with white smoke like rosin, and a hint of awe flashed in his eyes.

It turns out that there really is something similar to the "Five Drums and Soul-Destroying Incense" in this world.

Because he thought that he would use the opportunity at night to stab the Japanese army, it might be easier if there were nerve-paralyzing drugs. Tang Dao originally just mentioned it in the material demand telegram with a dispensable thought, but he didn't expect it.

The mysterious boss really got it.

The effect is beyond imagination.

While talking to two Japanese sentries, this thing slipped quietly from the hem of Tang Dao's trousers and fell to the ground, and then was kicked into the fire in a fit of rage.

The two Japanese outposts may not have noticed it themselves, but in Tang Dao's eyes, their reactions were at least one second slower than they should have. This is why Tang Dao was able to kill them without them even screaming.

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Not to mention the uninformed Japanese soldiers, even after applying Tang Dao, which was similar to an antidote powder, under the nose because he wanted to exert force and took a deep breath, he felt that his body was a little heavier.

Only a strong person can sense it.

Carefully place the corpses of the two Japanese soldiers who have stopped twitching against the wall. Drag the extra corpse into the low wall. Then use a bayonet to pull out the still smoking "Five Drums Broken Soul Incense" from the fire.

The butt of the gun crushed it into powder in the helmet.

"On a murderous night when the moon is dark, the wind is high and the poisonous smoke is emitted!"

When he cast his cold eyes on the Japanese trenches 30 meters away, Tang Dao couldn't help but think of this poem.


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