Chapter 10: Fierce Opponent

Under the moonlight, Mitsuo Inoue, standing in the ruined courtyard, looked like he had eaten a few more lumps of Dababa and was full.

In front of him was a corpse with a big hole in the head and a subordinate with a rifle stuck in his chest and twitching slightly. Looking at his sallow face, it was clear that there was no need to rescue him. Even if he was moving his lips to say something, the Japanese sergeant was too lazy to bend down to listen because of extreme anger.

In the house, there were two dead idiots including his deputy squad leader.

Just wanting to eat a meal of roasted dog meat, it cost four lives. Is life really so difficult? Mitsuo Inoue's head was really buzzing at that moment.

He didn't know if the squadron leader would chop off his dog's head with a knife if he knew the truth.

Really, at that moment, the Japanese sergeant really felt this kind of self-pity.

"Baga! Damn Chinese, I'm going to skin him alive!" Inoue Mitsuo growled with gnashing teeth, and his ferocious face made the Japanese soldiers standing around dare not look directly at him.

No one dared to respond to their squad leader's angry but useless muttering, for fear that he would vent his anger on them. The Japanese army had a strict hierarchy. Although a sergeant-level squad leader had no power to decide the life and death of soldiers, it was common for him to slap them in the face or kick them a few times.

However, he said he would skin the attackers, but his body was very honest. Inoue Mitsuo did not send a soldier to chase the two Chinese soldiers who were fleeing frantically in the ruins.

Yes, after seeing the location of the four bodies of his own side and the cause of death, the experienced Japanese sergeant immediately judged that there was more than one attacker, at least two or three were in the house, and two or three were outside the house.

Otherwise, even if Amaterasu descended, it would be difficult to kill three of his own soldiers purely with cold weapons and then shoot the subordinate who fired the gunshot in the head from another direction.

And those who were attacked by his own side might be only a part of them, and the other part naturally fled to other areas with the help of the cover of night and ruins.

It is right to pursue the enemy with the remaining courage, but now there is only anger, no courage.

Moreover, what puzzled the Japanese sergeant was that he originally came to kill wild dogs, but now the bodies of four subordinates were here, but the wild dogs were gone.

People can use complex geographical environments to escape, could it be that a wounded wild dog has also learned it? It is a very difficult phenomenon to understand, and the only explanation can only be that the Chinese who escaped took the wild dogs away.

His mind moved slightly, and he ordered several Japanese soldiers around him to carefully check the ground inside and outside the house with flashlights. Finally, he found clues.

Different from the splashing blood marks of his subordinates killed by cold weapons, a few drops of blood dripped on the wall and disappeared behind the house.

Obviously, his guess is getting closer and closer to the truth.

If the attacker in the house was not injured in the fight, then he not only escaped, but also took the injured wild dog with him.

Judging from the strange twist of the deputy team leader's neck in the house and the terrible wounds of another subordinate's mouth, throat, and trachea that were cut to a mess, the opponents were killed with one blow, and they did not give them any chance to resist, otherwise they would at least shout, and the possibility of the attacker being injured was extremely small.

As for why the attacker had such a boring behavior, it was something that Inoue Mitsuo couldn't figure out no matter how hard he tried.

Yes, Inoue Mitsuo deduced most of Tang Dao's actions through clues on the battlefield, but he didn't know his opponent at all.

In fact, even if he knew, it would be hard to believe that at this time, Tang Dao would choose to take a wild dog that might expose his whereabouts away.

In fact, the reason why Tang Dao took the wild dog away was so simple that it was unbelievable.

The moonlight was like water, shining into the house. Tang Dao, who was originally planning to leave, accidentally looked at the wild dog that he had thrown out as bait. The wild dog curled up in a ball and flashed deep sadness in his eyes.

The wild dog, frightened by the strong smell of blood in the house, should have lived in this small courtyard all the time. Perhaps it had been abandoned by its owner or perhaps its owner had died under the shell. The family dog ​​became a wild dog, but it never left the home it once guarded. Even if it was hit by a bullet, it would struggle to crawl back into the house.

And that small square table might be the place where it stayed most often, where it could get leftovers and bones from its owner.

All things have spirits. Tang Dao actually felt at that moment that the wild dog was sad not only because he knew he was going to die, but that he could no longer guard this small courtyard that had become a ruin!

Maybe it was because he had just arrived in this era! Everything he saw was far more tragic than what was recorded in various materials. Tang Dao, who was as hard as iron, softened slightly in his heart at that time.

"Don't be afraid. I'll take you away from here. I'll set you free after we finish killing the devils. Whether you can survive depends on your luck." Tang Dao squatted down and gently comforted the skinny wild dog.

Miraculously, the wild dog seemed to understand. It gently shook its tail and touched Tang Dao's hand with its nose, as if to reconcile with the robber who had knocked it unconscious with a slap.

So, Tang Dao left with a burden in an extremely unscientific way, leaving the Japanese sergeant with an extremely puzzling puzzle, so that the Japanese sergeant, who was too busy thinking, ignored the more important problem.

Since the attacker dared to attack four fully armed soldiers, would he still be interested in the remaining eleven of them?

Of course, even if the Japanese sergeant thought of it, he would choose to skip it.

The combat power of the Imperial Japanese Army is the best in Asia. Even if it is just a small squad, the Chinese cannot take advantage of it even if it is an infantry platoon.

This is not arrogance, but confidence accumulated by continuous victories.

Therefore, the Japanese sergeant who showed great ability soon suffered the second blow tonight.

Two more soldiers died and two were seriously injured.

However, it was not because the attacker appeared again, but because they were killed by their own people.

To be more precise, they were killed by the dead body with a headshot.

The companion was finished, but the body must be brought back, and then burned into ashes and sent back to the country, otherwise the soul cannot return to the hometown. This is almost an unwritten rule within the Japanese army.

Therefore, when the two Japanese soldiers went to lift the dead body, green smoke began to rise from their bodies. It would be obvious in the daytime, but it was covered up in the slight night. When the Japanese smelled something wrong, it was too late.

The combined power of four Japanese melon mines and a wooden long-handled grenade is definitely not less than that of a mortar shell.

After a loud bang, two Japanese soldiers who were responsible for carrying the bodies were killed on the spot. A Japanese soldier who was five meters away from them was knocked over by the shock wave. Another unlucky guy, although he avoided the shock wave ten meters away, was hit in the thigh by the flying shrapnel and became completely disabled.

The Japanese sergeant who relied on his strong predictive ability to lie down in time escaped the disaster by luck, but could only painfully find that he had lost two more subordinates.

Inoue Mitsuo finally knew what the dying wounded soldier wanted to say. He should want to tell himself that the enemy had played tricks on the body.

However, he had no time to regret it. The pain was not just that two more people were killed.

But the guy who was basically dead after spitting out blood and howling on the ground with his injured leg covered, in fact, it would be better for these two guys to die.

Because at least four people were needed to carry them.

Unfortunately, including him, there are only three people left. The four people in the machine gun team and the grenade launcher team are still placed in the small building.

That way, they can prevent being shot by someone, and they can also provide firepower reinforcement here. Do they have to call them all over to carry the wounded and the bodies?

As soon as the thought came to this, Inoue Mitsuo suddenly opened his eyes in horror.

The attacker was able to kill three fully armed soldiers and placed a fuse bomb under the body in a very cunning way, which showed that he was a terrible enemy. And such a terrible enemy, will he leave easily?

Obviously not.

He has been searched before, and he is not here.

Then where will he be?

The answer is obvious.