"There are quite a lot of tricks in Japan. What are these?"

Yaoma was exploring the Japanese tents with a submachine gun. The Japanese ran too fast and there was still a large amount of equipment and supplies in the camp that could not be taken away. These became their spoils.

"Oh, there are still a lot of fruits. I'm living a good life."

I had to pick up a large wooden frame, which contained countless apples and various canned foods around it. It seemed that I had touched the Japanese food group.

"Shangmenxing, you can also make one!" Yaoma grabbed an apple and started gnawing, and even threw one to Dong Dao.

Dong Dao caught the flying apple, wiped it a little and stuffed it into his mouth. After fighting for a day and a night, his stomach was indeed so hungry that he was rumbled.

Now that Longling's battle has basically ended, their Falcon Squad has not had a big role in the front battlefield. Since last night, I have been following the Third Regiment to find out what opportunities to take advantage of.

The campsite is not small in size. It is located in an inconspicuous valley outside Longling, but there are a large number of tents inside, surrounded by barbed wire and wooden stakes.

Long Wenhua keenly realized that there was definitely something good here, so he immediately took the Falcon Squad into the camp to see if there were any different discoveries.

The Japanese all ran away, and there were only quiet tents standing in the camp, but they only found some daily necessities on the outside, and this discovery made everyone feel a little disgusted.

"Look inside, just fucking knows how to eat it. The starving ghost will be reincarnated!" Long Weng cursed at the few people in anger, and picked up a box of canned beef and started to feast on it.

"Isn't you the same?" Yaoma murmured in a low voice, walking inside while gnawing on the apple. Behind the tent area was a large square, where there were many huge objects blocked by black canvas.

"What's the point?"

He immediately cut the tight rope with a dagger and pulled the canvas apart in two seconds. The things inside surprised him: "Damn it, die, come and take a look at this!"

"What's wrong!? My mom..."

Long Weng hurriedly came over with his people. The scene in front of him scared him. It turned out to be a brand new half-track armored vehicle.

Touching about 6 meters long, two mg3 machine guns equipped with bulletproof boards were placed in front and rear at the front and rear of the car. There was no gap in the body of the car, and even the cab was reinforced with iron grilles. Don't think of ordinary bullets.

It causes a little damage,

The seat behind can carry at least 8.9 soldiers, and the entire body of the car is still shining with metallic light. You can imagine the enemy trembling in front of this steel monster.

As the canvas were lifted up, the same armored vehicles were actually behind them. The team members counted carefully and saw 35 semi-tracked armored vehicles parked in the square.

"Fuck this... Fortunately, the Japanese run fast, otherwise..."

Long Wenhua was frightened to see this thing. If the Japanese used it on the battlefield last night, I wonder how many of our warriors would die under these steel monsters.

But what he didn't know was that these things were all equipment exchanged for Liao Mingyu last time, and it was because of that special way of obtaining them appeared in this place.

"I will report the situation to the attendees immediately and say we are rich! Haha!"

Long Weng, who came to his senses, was ecstatic and jumped onto the roof of the car, playing with the brand new machine gun on the car. This should be considered another great achievement in annihilation of the artillery corps.

Even fools can see the terrible function of this armored vehicle. What kind of fortifications are there to be afraid of with it? If this chariot can be used to attack in a cluster, that scene will be exciting.

"Oh! You are here too, Deputy Master Long? What is this? Wori..."

At this moment, Meng Fanle came here with the soldiers of the First Main Corps. When he saw dozens of semi-tracked armored vehicles in front of him, he also had an extremely shocked expression.

"Can the Japanese be so rich? His uncle!" Meng was upset and couldn't help but step forward and knocked on the hard iron sheet on the car body.

Logically speaking, the Japanese don’t have many armored troops, and they are basically scattered into small tactical units and infantry to carry out coordinated combat. Few tanks or tanks are clustered into use.

There are several so-called "chariot corpses" on the northern battlefield, but there are almost no large armored troops seen on the southern battlefield. They are all assigned to each corps as support weapons for infantry.

If you have to say that there is a large "armored rapid response force" in Southeast Asia, then you can only be the strange silver wheel force of Fengfun, Yamashita.

"I'm so annoyed, don't come and fight me. These iron lumps were discovered by our Falcons."

Long Weng stepped on the edge of the armored vehicle. When he saw Meng Fan's light-catching little eyes, he knew what the latter was thinking in his mind, and immediately made it clear before saying it.

"Oh, look at what you said. You have forgotten that you have the identity of the first main group leader. The palms and backs of your hands are full of flesh. You can't just think about eating meat to prevent these old brothers from letting you eat it.

Let's have some soup?"

Meng Fu's eyes turned and said sarcastically.

"Stop talking nonsense, aren't you always thinking about the position of the chief commander? I will resign with the attendant when I go back. This is OK."

Long Weng didn't buy it at all. The Falcon Team spent a lot of money and had to train the team, but he didn't have any results.

Half a month ago, Liao Mingyu said that if the Falcon Team did not perform well on the battlefield... it would allow him to taste the power of the invincible whip legs again, and someone's butt would not be able to sit on a stool for a week.

For his butt... not... in order to prove his ability, Long Weng showed himself in the battle as if he was fierce.

The 114th Regiment headquarters and the Japanese artillery units were not a shocking contribution. Isn’t it beautiful to add a military achievement to seize a large number of armored vehicles?

"Okay! You said this, but you don't regret it!"

Meng Fan slapped his thigh and immediately climbed up the pole. He was waiting for this sentence. He had long wanted to leave Long Wen and do it alone, so as not to be ridden by his grandson on his head and show off his power.

"I want me to tell you, you are the two enemies wearing open-crotch pants, which one can leave each other." Yaoma teased while smoking a cigarette next to him.

"That's right, hehe... I'm annoying, I'm dead. You'll be called annoying combination in the future."

It suddenly appeared without spicy food and smiled heartlessly, and consciously took out a few packs of cigarettes on Yaoma's body: "The turtle lid is dripping, don't you give me two packs of cigarettes if you have cigarettes?"

"It's not spicy, when will the Falcon come to play with you? You don't know how good we are in treatment. You can have whatever you want. It's okay to eat eight meals a day."

Yaoma handed over two packs of cigarettes and coaxed and deceived him. He wanted to get the falcon to suffer together.

"If you don't go, don't go, what good fruits are there in your hands every day? Do you think I don't know."

Bula knows how terrible the training of the Falcon Squad is. He flatly rejected the invitation to be a battalion commander in the first troop. Isn’t it delicious? He has to run to suffer that crime.

"Your son is still a brother!"

"You are right, no, brother...you can come and have fun with us Falcons too." Long Weng smiled at him sly.

"If you don't go, you won't go. If you die, don't look at me. If I beat you to death, I won't go." Yaoma discovered Long Wen's malicious eyes and was instantly nervous.

Just as everyone was talking and laughing, a soldier hurried over and reported, "Sir, come and see this!"

"What's wrong? Is there something good?" Long Wenhua was happy and subconsciously thought that he had discovered some amazing equipment again.

"Not something...it's a person!"

...

The Battle of Longling has now ended. Under the lightning raid of the Honorary Third Division, more than 2,000 Japanese troops did not hold on for even one night.

Hundreds of remnants of the 114th Regiment failed to escape the fate of destruction. At this point... all the garrison troops in the entire Longling, including the artillery corps, were basically wiped out, and very few escaped.

The infantry brigade who came from Mangshi was so scared that he turned around and left without saying a word after seeing Longling being captured by the enemy, because they saw the extremely terrifying scene on the road.

More than 500 heads were piled up on the Yunnan-Burma Highway, and there were countless Japanese soldiers' corpses next to them.

There were 39 villagers in that small village, but only 11 survived. Chen Jize did what he said, and then wiped out the group of escaped Japanese devils and chopped off their dog heads and placed them on the other heads.

Together, let the tragic deaths be buried with the common people.

The soldiers of the third regiment who were red-eyed could no longer satisfy the heads of these Japanese people, and the dead Japanese corpses became the targets of their anger.

They cut off the heads of countless Japanese corpses and piled them up on the road, just to let the Japanese support troops who rushed over see what blood debts and blood payments are!

Especially the Japanese officer who killed six Chinese people was treated with special treatment. Chen Jize was furious and cut him into a stick. He also put a rope around his neck and hung it on a wooden stake.

.

Only one head left is a bare body swaying in the wind, and his expression of fear and unwillingness is still hanging on his face. The uncrushed blood dripped down the broken limbs, and behind him was a pile of more than two meters high

The head of Jingguan.

You should know that this 114th Regiment belongs to the 18th Division of the Japanese Army, and this division is one of the executioners' troops that were killed in the Nanjing Massacre.

Chen Jize's behavior is insignificant compared to the heinous crimes they committed. These beasts who are inferior to pigs and dogs deserve the retribution they have today!

...

At this moment, Chen Jize stood beside Liao Mingyu like an electric pole. He had no joy or sorrow on his face, but his bright eyes were extremely firm.

Liao Mingyu walked silently to the crowd of people. A strong smell of blood came to his nose, and the surroundings were filled with big-headed flies. This place seemed to have become their feast paradise.

"What did you do?"

“Yes, I’ll take a seat.”

Chen Jize replied strongly that he did not regret what happened today. At worst, he would be dismissed from office and investigated. If he did it again, he would still not hesitate.

Liao Mingyu curled his lips and said nothing. There was no joy or anger in his deep eyes. He kicked it casually. A Japanese man's head was like a watermelon and was kicked aside.

"That would be great if there was a camera..."

Chen Jize was stunned and looked at him with some confusion. He thought Liao Mingyu would punish him for the murder of prisoners, but unexpectedly, an inexplicable word came out.

"Boy! Don't stand stupidly. Don't the troops need defense? Hurry up and build a position for me to the north."

"Ah? You don't blame me for the murder of prisoners of war?" Chen Jize was very shocked.

Liao Mingyu laughed and said meaningfully: "I have issued an order that my troops will not accept the surrender of any Japanese soldiers of the 18th Division because they are not worthy of it!

As for the murder of prisoners of war? I didn't see any prisoners of war. These are just fighting against the destroyed enemies. You are just ordering to act."

Chen Jize looked at Liao Mingyu in disbelief. Although shooting prisoners of war privately happened in various armies of the State Government, it was the first time in history that it was like cutting off the head and building Jingguan.

If someone with ulterior motives knows it, it will definitely be pushed to the forefront. After all, the government still pays attention to the Geneva Convention on the surface.

He had already thought about going to the military court before doing this, but he didn't expect that Liao Mingyu would openly cover him up and take the blame on himself.
To be continued...