Chapter 25: Is the Shocking Truth Too Cruel? (2)

  The devils were all intimidated by Yue Linpeng's aura, no one dared to come forward, they all knew that this kind of person would truly have Chinese kung fu, and the little bit of stabbing technique they had would only lead to their own death. Guan Cun Shao looked coldly at his subordinates, his gloomy eyes filled with hatred, but he also knew that among the remaining people, there was no one with good martial arts skills left, and with a tragic cry to the sky, he slowly drew out his beloved officer's sword, the steel-made officer's sword exuding a chilling aura, its cold light pressing down on people.

  Kang Nianshan wanted to take on Guan Cunshao himself, but he also wanted to see Yue Linpeng's martial arts skills. After a brief hesitation, Yue Linpeng took a step forward, his large spear trembling slightly in the wind, and the red tassel on his helmet fluttered open, about the size of a bowl. Guan Cun held his war knife at the ready, crouched down with both hands holding the knife, and stood firmly with his horse stance. He knew that this battle was not only related to his own life and death, but also to the hopes and will to fight of the soldiers behind him.

  Yue Linpeng saw Guan Cun set up a defensive posture, his right hand lifted, his left hand converged, and his hands twisted the gun body. The sharp gun head was shaken out of five gun heads by him, stabbing towards Guan Cun's neck. Kang Nianshan knew that in gun techniques, shaking the gun is the most basic method. It is said that a master can shake out nine gun heads at once, but it is just hearsay. What he can believe is only Yue Linpeng's current five. This is already very formidable. Shaking out the gun head is not the point, the key is to be able to control these virtual and real ones, and change them from virtual to real or from real to virtual at will.

  Guan Village clearly understood the danger, his body retreated to the left, and the knife in front of him made a horizontal slash. At the moment when the knife and gun intersected, Yue Linpeng suddenly wrapped his left hand around, the gun head entwined Guan Village's war knife like a spirit snake, then Yue Linpeng shook his right hand, and thrust upwards, he thought he could knock Guan Village's knife flying with one move, but Guan Village's knife not only didn't fly, instead it slid along the gun handle towards his wrist.

  Yue Lin's mouth corners slightly curved into a smile, his right hand relaxed, and with his left hand he sent the gun body upwards, dodging Guan Cun's war knife. He quickly moved past Guan Cun, catching the gun behind him, and with momentum used the gun butt to sweep horizontally. Guan Cun ducked his head to avoid it, but as the gun butt swept by, the gun head calmly waited for Guan Cun to turn back around.

  Almost everyone was shocked by Yue Linpeng's move, his actions were quick and completely natural. Guan Cun's body rushed forward, flipping in mid-air, just as he stood up, Yue Linpeng's gun arrived. Without hesitation, Yue Linpeng's gun tip pierced into Guan Cun's neck, then opened to the right, Guan Cun's head was like being tied with a thin rope, hanging on his back, and fell to the ground.

  No one applauded, including the Japanese soldiers, who were completely stunned. Especially with the last move, Yue Linpeng was almost floating on the ground, following behind Guan Cun. Guan Cun rushed forward, turned around, and his movements were swift and agile, but compared to Yue Linpeng, who was closely following him, it seemed like slow motion. Yue Linpeng's gun seemed to be waiting for him at his neck, just waiting for him to turn around.

  There were Japanese soldiers who couldn't help but vomit. There were also special warfare personnel who shook their heads lightly, only Kang Nian Shan nodded, he saw Yue Lin Peng take out a white handkerchief from the cloth bag behind him with an extremely cold expression, carefully wipe away the blood stains on the gun tip, slowly disassemble the gun and put it back in the bag.

  Kang Nianshan made a slight gesture to Zhao Hengzhi and turned around to leave.

  Several gunshots came from behind, that was the execution of the remaining Japanese soldiers. They had been intimidated by Yue Linpeng and no longer had the strength to fight, unable to cultivate the ferocity of warriors.

  He couldn't help but think of Yang's words again, that in order to deal with the Japanese army, the first thing was to break the benevolent heart of the Chinese people, and let the soldiers know that fighting is extremely cruel and brutal, and must train special forces to be wild enough. Every time he said these words, Yang would think of the Japanese army's massacre of innocent civilians, training their new recruits, thinking of the historical records, the Japanese army killed Chinese civilians, and even dug out their intestines, the cruelty and bloodiness were beyond compare.

  To deal with the Japanese army, it's not just about being ruthless, but also having a poisonous strategy.

  This is what Yang Jie emphasized repeatedly at the high-level cadre meeting: to fight against wolves, one must first transform oneself into a wolf, and even be more ferocious than wolves.

  "Treat our own people like spring warmth; treat the enemy like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey, not stopping until they are dead."

  After seeing a special forces member shaking his head today, Kang Nianshan thought of Yang Le's words again.

  "Report," a special warfare soldier ran over, "Commander Li's order is for us to withdraw from the battlefield and regroup in the Liu Miaozi area. They won't be able to join forces until tomorrow afternoon."

  Kang Nianshan came to his senses from contemplation, "Order the troops, with each company as a unit, to withdraw to Liu Miaozi for assembly. Notify Zhu Zhenkun's camp to also evacuate this area at least fifty miles away. What is the situation of the three companies?"

  "Connecting..."

  "Notify them to withdraw from their positions immediately and assemble at Liu Miaozi."

  Three companies, the third company led by Li Zhengxuan is a tall and majestic Northeastern Han man, from the Big Knife Squad. Since following Gao Junping to learn special warfare, he has performed exceptionally well. In fact, Gao Junping read the hatred and loneliness in the heart of this Northeastern Han man from his eyes that often gazed into the distance. However, Li Zhengxuan's troubles have never been shared with others, as if all the pain could only be endured by himself, perhaps he has long been accustomed to letting that thread of sorrow gnaw at his heart. This thirty-something military man studies more diligently than a primary school student, and it is not an exaggeration to describe him as meticulous. Every time they go into battle, he always leads the charge, slashing and killing the enemy with his big knife, one strike and the enemy is dead. In this ambush, his third company was responsible for blocking the enemy's three companies, isolating them from each other. His company paid the price of zero casualties to kill eighty enemies. Then, led by local militiamen, they broke through and emerged, hiding in their current position.

  The logistics unit of the devils is located in a slightly open mountainous plain, surrounded by sparse woods and lush grass. Occasionally, there are protruding rocks scattered among the grass, and the devils' tents are pitched in the central area.

  A gentle breeze was blowing, with insects chirping in the grass. Occasionally a bird would fly over from the special forces' side, and one even landed on the tip of a blade of grass camouflaged by a team member, chirping away. The atmosphere was so peaceful that it almost made people forget about the war, forget about their hardships, if not for the Japanese military camp opposite them.

  Li Zhengxuan lightly touched the instructor Liu Baoxin beside him, "Buddy, this little devil is quite clever. Look at these four roads for charging, there are no coverings at all. If we set up a minefield or something, casualties will definitely not be small."

  Liu Baoxin was a genuine graduate of the Baoding Military Academy, and he was a member of the Communist Party in school. Later, during the Great Wall War, he lost contact with the organization. After arriving in Weixian, he finally found the organization and was assigned to be an instructor. He was different from Li Zhengxuan; he was a Hunanese, medium height, dark complexion, and had a serious face. "Company Commander, take another look at the little devil's sentry post!"

  Li Zhengxuan concentrated and looked carefully, and was suddenly shocked. The enemy's sentry was indeed very lax, but in the bushes 50 meters away from the camp, directly opposite their direction, a black muzzle of a submachine gun was pointing at them. Li Zhengxuan quietly crouched down and retreated behind a rock, and three platoon leaders gathered around him. Li Zhengxuan glanced at them, and the three platoon leaders were all his old subordinates. Yu Linzi was even his cousin. "This time we'll do a four-sided attack. I and the instructor will lead the company to attract the enemy's attention from the front, while you three sneak into the enemy's rear. When it starts here, you rush in. Remember, these enemies are very fierce, so when you charge, you must be fast and have a formation to cover each other."

  "Got it." The three rows of soldiers retreated with their heads hung low and dispersed to carry out their orders.

  "Alright, let's each bring a squad and attack from these two directions." Liu Baoxin drew a simple diagram on the ground, pointing out the direction. Li Zhengxuan looked over and found that Liu Baoxin had indeed chosen a clever location for the attack, nodding his head in excitement, "Good job, buddy, you're really an expert!"

  Liu Baoxin lay down and straightened his body, "That's it. We are indeed the high talents of Baoding. Chairman Chiang is..." Before he could finish speaking, a burst of intense machine gun fire suddenly rang out above him, bullets whizzing past his legs as they stuck out from behind the rock, cutting down a swathe of grass.