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Chapter 985

Because of Liu Lang's arrival, Chen Yunfa's first special team did not set off immediately.

With Xiong Eryuan's extraordinary sense of smell as a hunting dog, the remaining Japanese troops could not run too far as long as they had stayed nearby.

Night is actually not the best time for tracking.

Sure enough, the first thing Liu Lang did when he arrived at the field hospital was to suspend his military order to chase the remaining Japanese troops into the mountains to avoid unnecessary casualties.

The field hospital security platoon and the arriving regimental security platoon first expanded the security range, while Liu Lang and six members of the special team, led by Xiong Er, first found the bodies of the four outermost sentries.

The field hospital's cordon at night was divided into two layers and four directions. The four soldiers who were killed were all sentries in the front direction. The remaining 12 soldiers in the three directions were not attacked. At the beginning of the battle, they moved closer to the field hospital in accordance with wartime regulations.

, they are a guard platoon, and their first priority is to ensure the safety of doctors, nurses, and the wounded in the field hospital.

Almost all four of them were killed with one blow. They were either stabbed unpreparedly in the back with a knife straight to the heart, or they were strangled around the neck and suffocated to death. Judging from the marks under their bodies, they also tried to struggle to warn their enemies, but they were attacked by their enemies.

Didn't give them a chance.

Several female soldiers from the guard platoon of the field hospital had tears on their faces, but they tried not to cry out. Under the leadership of the female guard platoon leader, each of them carried a body back to the field hospital.

Seeing the four female soldiers carrying the bodies of the four male soldiers tenaciously into the darkness, Liu Tuanzuo's face was full of solemnity under the light of the torch, and Chen Yunfa and the five special forces soldiers looked a little embarrassed.

Although the 15 invading elite Japanese troops were completely wiped out, while they were there, these little devils touched the guard post and entered the field hospital just a few hundred meters away, and sacrificed four of their comrades. For them, this was...

It was a huge failure.

"Sir, I request that I be punished. But don't put me in solitary confinement. I will chase those escaped little Japs after dawn and kill them all to avenge their sacrificed comrades." Chen Yunfa took a step forward and whispered.

Liu Lang frowned slightly, his stern eyes glancing over the faces of Chen Yunfa and the five soldiers who had their heads lowered due to the casualties among his soldiers. He was silent for a moment, but then he shook his head and said: "I have seen your security arrangements. Overall,

There is nothing wrong with it. The perimeter security relies on the field hospital security platoon itself. You are responsible for guarding the field hospital's inner perimeter. Even if the perimeter is breached, you can still protect the core personnel of the field hospital. I cannot blame you for the sacrifice of the security platoon brothers."

Chen Yunfa waved his hand to stop Chen Yunfa from continuing to speak, and then said: "However, the field hospital was attacked by an elite Japanese squad this time, and it also reminded us all that the enemies we encountered this time were worse than those in Rehe four years ago.

The Japanese invaders encountered in the battle were more cunning and ferocious. They were also training their own special forces. They were learning from us. Preventing the infiltration of small groups of enemy troops must also become an important combat mission of the special forces brigade in this battle."

The special forces soldiers all solemnly said yes.

This was definitely a bloody lesson. If Liu Tuanzuo hadn't asked them to guard the field hospital this time, if the Japanese invaders had succeeded, the entire independent regiment would have gone crazy.

Before returning to the defensive position of the field hospital, the bodies of the fifteen little Japs had been placed there by the soldiers of the guard platoon, including those who had been blown into pieces by mortars, and they were all picked up one by one.

When put together, it looks a bit bloody and weird.

Liu Lang didn't notice it at all. He carefully inspected the corpses one by one, his expression gradually becoming serious.

"Sir, what's the origin of these people?" Mi Zhi, who was accompanying Liu Lang with a look of grief and anger, asked.

As the top commander of the security platoon of the field hospital, she lost four brothers and comrades today, so she was naturally the most anxious about the origin of the Japanese.

"You see, there are no exceptions. Each of them has a thick layer of calluses on the soles of their feet, as well as on their fingertips and shoulder sockets. Many of them even carry samurai swords. What can you think of through these characteristics?" Liu

Lang pointed at the Japanese corpse and said.

"Sir, there are calluses on the tiger's mouth and fingertips, which means they are masters of swordsmanship. They have at least five or six years of knife training. There are calluses on the shoulder sockets, which means they have been using firearms for at least one year." Mi.

Zhi quickly gave her answer.

"That's right, these Japs are all masters of the sword. They spend more time using knives than guns. There should be quite a few of them, the so-called ninjas of the Japanese invaders. Hehe, these little Japs are pretty good at it.

Learn and use it! Use ninjas to train as special forces in the army." Liu Lang sneered.

"But, sir, if you are a master of swordsmanship, you are not necessarily a ninja! I heard that the little devils also trained their Japanese swordsmanship in the army!" Mi Zhi asked, somewhat confused by Liu Lang's decisive conclusion.

"The Japanese army all has cowhide military boots, and there are no conditions in the military camp for them to conduct what they call martial arts training. However, various martial arts sects located on the Japanese island mostly train barefoot and wear socks. Over time, the calluses on the soles of the feet will naturally fade.

Come out." Liu Lang explained. "And if you look at this guy who was bitten alive by Xiong Er, the calluses on his soles are mostly distributed on the front soles and five toes, indicating that he often grabs the ground with his toes and uses his front feet to move forward.

He jumped and slashed his knife at the fastest speed. This guy is a good swordsman. If you give him a knife, these two guys, Xiong Four and Xiong Er, may not be his opponents."

"Sir, that's not necessarily true. Next to this guy's body, is there a 38-style bayonet? He has a knife." A female sergeant on the side couldn't help but interject, speaking for Xiong Sixiong who had won the victory.

The two are not equal.

The fighting power of Brother Wolf and Brother Bear is absolutely outstanding. And the most important thing is, if Xiong Er hadn't warned today, God knows what kind of damage these little devils who have already entered the second layer of cordon would have done. Maybe the guards

The platoon's casualties will continue to increase.

On this night, the female soldiers of the guard platoon loved the two comrades who had joined them and occupied a lot of space. This was evident from the fact that the two men's mouths were stuffed from time to time with beef jerky, which they were usually reluctant to eat.

"What I just said is just facing the enemy head-on. But if they lure the enemy head-on or attack by sneak attack, not to mention this half-baked little devil, even I will be beaten into chaos by them. The bears and wolves trained by my independent regiment are not as good as

So easy to get rid of?" Thinking of the scene where Xiong Si was dyed black and hiding in the dark to beat someone with a sap, Liu Lang's gloomy mood because of the casualties of soldiers relaxed slightly, and the expression on his face was not as serious as before.

Already.

With the tempering of several battles, Liu Lang's heart became more and more tough and even a little cold. Naturally, he loves his soldiers like his own children and is a good general. However, on the battlefield, those who care too much about the casualties of soldiers and cannot make correct decisions may not necessarily be good generals.

Good general.

Without sacrifice, there is no victory. Victory is always the final outcome based on the cold number of casualties of soldiers.

As a regiment leader who commands thousands of people, Liu Lang can shed tears for his dead soldiers after the war, but on the battlefield, he must harden his heart and face it all, otherwise, there will be more

The soldier died because of his grief and hesitation.

Liu Lang understands this more and more deeply. This is also the process that he must go through from a future blade of the Republic to a qualified commander in this era.

The ninjas joined the army and became the prototype of the Japanese special forces, which gave Liu Lang a faint sense of familiarity. It was difficult not to remind him of the ambush he encountered in Peking. That time, all the Japanese were from Japan.

The masters of swordsmanship transferred from the island, especially the leader Honggang Minamoto, were actually the only masters Liu Lang had encountered in his life. If it weren't for the strong instincts he had trained on the battlefield of life and death, he would probably have died there.

Under the sword of a famous Japanese master.

Is there any connection between the two?

With the arrival of the three special teams, the night cordon gradually expanded outward to search. Xiong Er Superman's sense of smell led the search team to find an object. Not only did the first special team who found the object panic, but even those who rushed after

Liu Lang, whose heart had become extremely tough and could even be called cold, was also filled with anger.

The three-sided military spurs, which are completely black but faintly glowing with dark red, are inserted into the land 1,500 meters away from the field hospital. They are only two-thirds as long as ordinary military spurs. They are the standard equipment of the special forces of the independent regiment.

That was for convenience of portability. Only 62 were issued to the entire Independent Regiment. Except for Liu Lang, there were only 61 people in the special brigade of the Independent Regiment.

Before that, there were only 57 left, and 5 were missing with their owners.

Now, it has unexpectedly returned.

However, its owner never came back.

"This is Lao Shen's three-edged military thorn. I know that he likes to sharpen the tip of his three-edged military thorn when he is free. He said that it can be sharper this way..." Xiaobing once pulled out the three-edged military thorn.

He held the triangular spur that he was very familiar with, and gently rubbed it with his hand, feeling the coldness of the spur. Tears flashed in his eyes, and he choked with sobs.

Those were his comrades who went to the island to fight for a year in bloody battles. They ate together every day, slept on the same side, peed into the sea together to see who could pee further, and discussed the Comet girl's wheat-colored long legs together before going to bed.

It was so tempting that even if I couldn't bear the bumps of the sea in the cabin, I would spit it out in a bucket.

Now, his military assassin is back, but my dear comrade-in-arms, he will never come back, never.

"This is a letter of challenge from the little devil to me. He knows my independent group, and he also knows me, Liu Lang." Liu Lang's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

In the dim light of the torch, Liu Lang's eyes were filled with blood, just like when he saw the instructor's head in the future.

Although he has learned to be cold, deep down he is still the Tiger of the Western Regions. His blood is warmed by the blood of his comrades.

Yuanyoshi Honggang's letter of challenge successfully aroused the anger of the "Tiger of the Western Regions".

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