The round-eyed little soldier and the squad leader swallowed secretly, with shock written all over their faces.
Witnessing with their own eyes the terrifying power of this directional anti-infantry mine, the King of Killing, the young soldier and the squad leader suddenly felt that the name of this new type of landmine was really vivid, and the King of Killing was indeed worthy of its name.
The little devils were not completely dead yet. Some of them were still lying on the ground, twitching and struggling.
The squad leader took the gun and was about to walk out, but was stopped by Sun Qingshan, who had quick eyes and quick hands.
"Platoon Leader Sun, the kid is still alive, I'm going to refill the gun!" the squad leader explained in a low voice.
Sun Qingshan smiled and said: "Don't worry, there is still a good show. Do you know what it means to surround a corpse and call for reinforcements?"
The squad leader and the young soldier were stunned for a moment, then came back to their senses and looked at Sun Qingshan with admiration, while feeling deep in their hearts:
The comrades of the independent regiment used many methods to kill the little devils.
While they were thinking wildly, some footsteps coming through the window quickly attracted the attention of the three of them.
The three of them held their breath and looked out through the wooden window. Sure enough, four Japanese soldiers heard the noise and rushed over.
Then there was Japanese chattering outside the house.
The four little Japs who arrived did their work in an orderly manner, and two of them began to bandage several seriously injured Japs.
The other two little devils served as guard posts, one on the left and one on the right, watching for the movements around them.
Sun Qingshan waved his hand quietly, and the squad leader and the young soldier immediately understood. The three of them quietly made a circle through the ajar back door and moved to the right wing of the four Japanese.
"Hit——"
At the same time as he gave the order, Sun Qingshan raised the M1 Garand rifle in his hand and fired three shots in a row almost without stopping.
Bang bang bang three gunshots rang out.
The Japs on guard on the right wing were killed first, and then the two Japs fell down one after another.
As expected of the platoon leader of the elite guard company of the Independent Regiment, Sun Qingshan’s shooting skills are really solid.
In less than three seconds, three Japs were killed in a row.
Of course, the main reason is that the semi-automatic rifle in his hand is really easy to use, and Sun Qingshan is already familiar with the shooting method of this firearm.
The squad leader was not too slow either. He fired one shot and knocked down the last Japanese. However, the battle was over before the gun bolt could be re-cocked.
But the little soldier didn't even have time to pull the trigger.
"Squad leader, you are going too fast!" the little soldier said, his words full of grievances.
The squad leader looked at the M1 Garand rifle in Sun Qingshan's hand with envy, and said with emotion: "It is indeed a semi-automatic rifle. This is so awesome. I just had time to fire a shot. Platoon Leader Sun, the third
You knocked down a Japanese devil."
"Your marksmanship is amazing!"
"Squad leader, I haven't killed a single Japanese yet!" the little soldier shouted.
The appearance of the three people made the desperate little devils even more desperate.
Sun Qingshan smiled and said to the young soldier: "Isn't it easy to take the Japs' heads? There are still several lying on the ground. You must seize the time to finish the attack. Move quickly. Beware of these dying Japs shooting with black guns."
"Hey!"
The little soldier responded quickly, raising his rifle with excitement and pointing it at several dying Japanese soldiers.
The squad leader on the side pressed the muzzle of his gun, and then handed over his bayonet, "Some of the Japs who are about to die can't stop wasting bullets, so just stab them to death with their bayonets."
After saying that, seeing that the little soldier didn't move, the squad leader quickly helped the little soldier install the bayonet on the top of the rifle, and then pushed him, "Go! There is no time to delay, the Japanese will hear the noise and come over soon."
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The little soldier held the rifle with the bayonet installed in a daze and walked up to the Japanese who were seriously injured and could hardly move. However, the hand holding the rifle began to shake, and he could not stab him.
"This is your first time to see blood at close range and kill a Japanese?" Looking at the hesitant movements of the little soldier, Sun Qingshan asked the squad leader.
The squad leader nodded and said with a wry smile: "Yes, Dan Zi, a new recruit who has only been in the army for less than half a year, has wounded Japanese soldiers with bullets from a long distance, but killing people at close range is a greater test of courage. This boy is still the first.
Second dry."
Sun Qingshan smiled and said: "There has to be a first time, and you will get used to seeing blood."
While the two were talking, due to the hesitation of the young soldier, a struggling Japanese soldier suddenly pulled out a grenade from his waist.
"Be careful!"
The squad leader was startled and quickly raised his gun.
Bang——
There was a sudden gunshot, but it was not the squad leader who pulled the trigger.
Instead, Sun Qingshan quickly pulled out the gun from his waist and shot the Japanese who was about to attack the little soldier with one shot.
The Japanese didn't even have time to remove the latch of the grenade.
No danger!
Then, Sun Qingshan no longer hesitated, took the shell gun in his hand, and shot three or four times, killing all the last few dying Japanese.
He shouted: "Hurry up and seize the equipment, pick up the important ones first!"
The relieved young soldier and the frightened old squad leader quickly collected the rifle that the Japanese had dropped on the ground and the ammunition they carried.
During the evacuation, Sun Qingshan skillfully laid a trip-type booby trap under the body of the fallen Japanese squad leader.
As long as someone turns over the corpse of the Japanese team leader, the grenade can be triggered.
This scene once again made the squad leader and the little soldier admire them.
It turns out that even the corpses of Japanese soldiers can be used so cleverly to kill Japanese soldiers.
I really learned something.
On the way to evacuate deeper into the village.
Not long after, there was a loud noise from behind.
The squad leader and the young soldiers knew that this was the booby trap hidden by Platoon Leader Sun under the Japanese corpse that had been detonated.
It is estimated that a few more unlucky Japanese were killed on the spot.
The two looked at Sun Qingshan with admiration again.
In the past six months, I have been hearing about how powerful the comrades of the Independence Regiment were in killing the Japanese.
But I haven't seen it with my own eyes, so the squad leader has never been convinced.
They are carrying one head on two shoulders. How come your comrades in the Independent Regiment are so good at killing Japanese troops, but our 28th Regiment cannot compare to the Independent Regiment?
It wasn't until he saw it with his own eyes that the squad leader felt more and more from Sun Qingshan the power of the comrades of the Independent Regiment.
So brave and careful.
On the battlefield, it can be used for everything and can be used for everything.
Temporarily far away from the Japanese search area, Sun Qingshan looked at the little soldier and said: "Xiaohu, why didn't you just stab the bayonet when you raised it?"
The little soldier's eyes were a little evasive, "Platoon Leader Sun, I..."
The squad leader on the side said helplessly: "Among this group of recruits, Xiaohu is the most skillful. Even if the other recruits used knives to mend corpses after the battle, they have finally developed their bloody skills."
"Only Xiaohu can shoot the Japanese from a long distance. But at close range, you saw Platoon Leader Sun just now. His hands trembled when he faced the Japanese with a bayonet."
"Squad leader..." Xiaohu was so aggrieved that he almost cried.
He doesn't want this either, and he also knows that the Japanese are the enemy.
But that person is obviously a living person with a nose and eyes. If he is asked to stab him with a knife, he will not be able to do it after all.
Sometimes Xiaohu can't even understand why these little devils are so cruel and murderous without batting an eyelid as they are all human beings.
Could it be that if we don’t kill the Japs, the Japs will come and kill us?
"You kid, you're still playing nice with those stupid little devils..."
The squad leader spoke with anger, and was about to curse a few words, but was stopped by Sun Qingshan on the side.
Sun Qingshan smiled and said: "Xiaohu, let me tell you a story, or it is not a story, but something that really happened in the Japanese army."
"Didn't our independent regiment capture some little Japs? We learned one thing from the little Japs' mouths."
"Do you know how Japanese recruits overcome the psychological barrier of killing people on the battlefield?"
Seeing the monitor and Xiaohu looking over with curiosity, Sun Qingshan continued:
"It's very simple. First, the Japanese soldiers will let the recruits kill prisoners directly to hone their character. Who are they killing? It is those Chinese soldiers and even common people who were captured in the battle. They are so heartless.
There's nothing a kid can't do."
"Second, do you know how the relevant departments of the Japs instilled aggressive ideas into these Japs invaders?"
Speaking of this, Sun Qingshan also said with a bit of anger:
"They tell the recruits that going out to fight and kill people, including killing unarmed Chinese people, is called work.
What kind of work? Daily work is just like us farmers who have to go to the fields to do farm work every day. These little devils go out to kill people every day, and even go so far as to treat it as work."
"At this point, our group leader once told us a true story."
"When a Japanese second lieutenant left home in the morning, he picked up his three-year-old daughter with a kind face, kissed her on the forehead, and then told his daughter softly that her father had gone to work.
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"That day he killed a total of three captured Chinese soldiers, and also killed two unarmed civilians."
"That night when he returned home, his daughter asked, Dad, what kind of work did you do during the day?"
"The little devil just clapped his hands calmly and said, Dad is doing a very sacred job for a great cause!"
"So, in the face of my little daughter's admiration, the Japanese second lieutenant also numbed himself, as if he was really doing something sacred."
"Who would have thought that such a man, father, and husband, who smiles lovingly in front of his relatives, would actually be an inhumane executioner and invader?"
The seemingly peaceful story actually shows the cruelty and tyranny of the Japanese invaders.
The monitor's fists were clenched so tightly that his joints turned blue. He couldn't help but cursed: "These naughty little devils are worse than beasts."
"Xiaohu, what do you think?" Sun Qingshan asked.
When facing the Japanese before, his hands that were shaking even with the bayonet had already stopped shaking. Xiaohu nodded along with the squad leader, "These little Japanese, deserve to die!"
Sun Qingshan smiled happily, "So, the little devil is so cruel that he thinks killing us Chinese is just an ordinary job."
"They have never regarded the lives of us Chinese as our lives, so why should we regard the Japanese as human beings? They are even worse than animals!"
"When we kill a chicken or a pig, we may still be reluctant to part with it and feel sorry for it. After all, these animals have sacrificed everything for us, and we kill them just to eat their meat."
"But if you are killing Japanese devils, you don't need this mercy at all. You just need to know that you are killing a group of guys who are worse than beasts. Only by killing them all can you protect your parents behind you and yourself.
This is the land you’re stepping on!”
"Why do we need mercy when dealing with such a group of beasts?"
"Xiaohu, I hope you can understand this truth.
The angry blood seemed to be boiling in his body, and Xiaohu's face was filled with solemnity. This solemnity was something that even the squad leader had never seen before.
He touched the bayonet still stuck on the top of the rifle, looked at Sun Qingshan, and said seriously: "Platoon Commander Sun, if there is another battle next, I will not hesitate!"
Hahaha——
"Good boy, that's right. I congratulate you for finally becoming a qualified Eighth Route Army soldier." Sun Qingshan smiled.
Seeing the surprised look on the squad leader's face, Sun Qingshan explained after Xiaohu walked a little further:
"If we want to hone the bloody spirit of the new recruits, we must not only make them accustomed to life and death, but also make them realize psychologically that killing Japanese soldiers is not something that requires a sense of guilt."
"In our independent regiment, the regiment leader ordered that a department be established within the regiment to provide psychological counseling to the soldiers."
"Comrades in these departments will specifically educate some soldiers about their fear of killing Japanese soldiers on the battlefield, and gradually correct their wrong ideas."
"At the same time, it is also to minimize the psychological trauma and sequelae caused by the war to our soldiers."
"I have only scratched the surface. I tried to persuade Xiaohu just now, but unexpectedly it actually had some effect."
The squad leader suddenly realized: "So that's what happened. As expected of Commander Kong, he really has a way to pay attention to the psychological thoughts of the soldiers."
Sun Qingshan smiled particularly happily when he heard the squad leader praise his group leader, "That's right, there are still many magical things about our group leader. If you have a chance, I will take you, squad leader, to visit our independent group."
"Definitely, definitely!" the squad leader replied.
At this time, the sound of gunshots and cannons throughout the village gradually became more frequent from the initial patter.
There are many local battlefields where three-person combat teams like Sun Qingshan, squad leader and Xiaohu use the King of Killing or ambushes to eliminate the Japanese.
The first thing to mention is the King of Slaughter’s debut in various local battlefields.
It directly shocked both the enemy and ourselves with its terrifying lethality!
Japanese Squadron Headquarters.
Listening to the sound of fighting coming from every corner of the village, Kazuo Nakano, the leader of the Japanese squadron, felt his heart pounding.
Although the group of Eighth Route Army hiding in the village was not large in number, their combat effectiveness repeatedly exceeded his expectations.
After several vanguard teams took the lead in advancing, more than fifty wounded people have been carried out.
Most of the soldiers among them had horrific injuries, with steel balls, iron nails, and fragments embedded in their faces, and their bodies, hands, and legs were stained with blood.
When the Japanese medical soldiers rescued the wounded and carried them out, they placed them in front of Kazuo Nakano.
These wailing little devils are experiencing pain that is worse than death.
They even shouted and asked the Japanese around them to shoot them and give themselves a happy life.
Looking at the various sharp objects embedded in the body, the little devils around them all gasped.
Morale, which was originally relatively high, also suffered a blow.
The Japanese medical soldiers tried every means to bandage them, but they had never faced such a weird injury before. For a while, they were helpless and could only watch the wailing Japanese soldiers gradually approaching the end of their lives.
"Baga, what on earth is that?"
Kazuo Nakano yelled angrily.
The surviving Japanese wounded had different descriptions of the hellish weapon:
"Sir, I have never seen such a terrifying weapon. Just in an instant, fragments and steel balls came like raindrops. No soldier in our squad was spared."
"Sir, that's too scary. These Eight Routemasters must have mastered the methods of hell!"
"...It was like a curved steel plate with Chinese characters written on it. It exploded suddenly without any warning. It fell apart in the blink of an eye and flew over."
"The killing range is very large and the power is terrifying. As long as it is an open area, no matter how many people there are, almost no one will be spared. It is slightly better if there are people blocking it in front. As long as you are hit by these fragments or steel balls, you will be seriously injured immediately.
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"Once you are hit, the debris embedded in the flesh will make you feel extremely painful."
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Recalling the situation during the sneak attack, the faces of these Japanese soldiers all showed great fear.
And what these poor little devils are describing is naturally the same thing - the King of Slaughter!
All this situation was completely different from what Kazuo Nakano expected.
He was originally full of confidence.
First, the people of Xiaoli Village were used as bait to lure the main force of the Eighth Route Army over.
Then, the two squadrons lurking outside the village circled around and surrounded and annihilated the main reinforcements of the Eighth Route Army in Xiaoli Village.
For this reason, Nakano Kazuo was even thinking about how he would return to the headquarters and receive commendation from his superiors after wiping out the main force of the 28th Regiment in this battle.
But now, the roles of both parties seem to have been completely reversed.
The original killer seems to have become the one being slaughtered.
The identities of prey and hunter are quietly reversed.
This small Xiaoli Village is like a tiger with its bloody mouth open, choosing people to eat. Even Kazuo Nakano shuddered.
But the pride of the empire does not allow Kazuo Nakano to be timid and retreat.
He yelled angrily: "Immediately convey the message to all vanguard troops, be careful of new weapons similar to bent steel plates, and be careful of sneak attacks from the Eighth Route Army."
"The ministries continue to move forward and eliminate this Tubal road. No one will be left alive. They will all die!"