Battalion Commander Zhang Maocai
17 Night Assault 2

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What are you doing? Battalion Commander?] Niu Guangliang leaned forward and looked at Zhang Maocai with a probing gaze. However, Zhang Maocai only raised an arm and smashed it at Niu Guangliang's face. He did not move any part of his body. The corners of his mouth drooped down as compared to usual.

[We're about to attack the Japanese base at night.] Ma Yangmin pulled Niu Guangliang back and said,"[Don't give me that.]

Yang Qing said from the side,"Once the horn in our camp blows, we'll rush into the Japanese's territory and catch them off guard."]

[The moonlight is beautiful, isn't it?] From time to time, Niu Guangliang turned his head and said to Zhang Maocai,[You usually wander around for a walk or eat some snacks to admire the moon in this weather.]

The result was that Zhang Maocai would throw something in his direction. Some of the brothers said,"This could have been said after the night raid or later, but why did you have to say it at such a difficult time?"]

After this night, I might be gone.] Niu Guangliang said,"If you know how to ride a horse, you'll step on the seesaw and swing." All this time, when we saw you, we already knew who you were.]

Niu Guangliang's words also caused a brother who was usually a little cultured to say,[You seem to have an unspeakable but intense pain in your heart. The intensity of this pain sometimes exceeds the limits of what you can bear.]

These words made the air even more tense and stiff when the two of them were almost in shock. Li Mingshu suppressed his voice and said to the two of them,[Please shut up at this time. What are we doing? If you really can't go for a night raid, you can only leave this team immediately.]

Ma Yangmin replied,"What else is there to talk about now?"]

[Yeah, yeah.] Some of the soldiers began to agree. This damn Niu Guangliang had to admit that his ability to spread gossip was the best in the world. Even if he swore to the world that he didn't say anything, in the end, it was still him who was investigated.

[All of you, quiet down.] Zhang Maocai's tone became cold and decisive as he said,[Get ready.]

Everyone knew that Niu Guangliang was a person who was good at listening and observing the situation, but no matter what, it wouldn't be now.

[Sorry.] When Niu Guangliang apologized, he fell silent. What could the Battalion Commander be blamed for? A few minutes later, the bugle sounded in the camp. The 29th division began to move forward silently in the dark.

Hirai's soft hands were quietly dragging on the edge of the bed, tossing things away, and he couldn't fall asleep. One side of his shoulder was exposed, and the other side of his body was exposed. His slender calves and knees were also exposed. Looking at the black sky with white clouds, he seemed to have a premonition of what was about to happen. As a creature that lurked during the day and came out at night, he had a hunch that something extremely important was about to happen in the Japanese base. It was more important to find a place to hide now.

Thus, he hid somewhere in this room in a flash.

The hazy moon was covered by thick black clouds, and it flowed down like ink. Just like that, the necks of the Japanese soldiers who were standing guard at the entrance of the base at night were cut by the blade. The soldiers of the 29th division sneaked into the base, and some of them took the opportunity to detonate the Japanese's ammunition.

The sleeping Japanese soldiers were unable to react or know that the 29th division was using this method to welcome them into the gates of hell.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The explosives began to explode. Some of the half-awake Japanese opened their eyes in shock. What they saw above their heads was a face in the shadows with a large knife in the dark.

The moon reflected the shadows of the soldiers on the snow-white wall. They were like mad ghosts as they quickly raised their swords and slashed down. After a few continuous sounds, many of the Japanese only let out a few hurried screams before they saw the west. Blood splattered everywhere, on the walls or the floor, and even on the bedside. The soldiers 'knives cut off their heads or pierced through their stomachs, revealing their bloody green intestines. The blood splattered on the soldiers' uniforms, lips, eyes, and faces. A long-lost joy of victory spread like poison, making the soldiers go crazy with joy. Hirai was quietly hiding in the cabinet in the room. He knew what had happened in the world outside the room. In addition, a few soldiers from the 29th division had already snuck into his room.

Niu Guangliang looked at Zhang Maocai. At this moment, he had a slightly ferocious face that was different from usual. His pupils shrank into the shape of needles, and the blood of the ghosts seeped out of his black jade pupils. Blood gushed out endlessly as the knives stabbed and slashed. This was a kind of restrained but uncontrollable ecstasy. At this moment, rather than looking like a human, it was more accurate to say that a part of the Battalion Commander's heart had already turned into a living creature. There was a sweetness in his long exhalation. In the snow-white walls and the dark room, the faint light of the night shone into the ghostly darkness. Niu Guangliang saw it.

He would not easily cut off the heads of the Japanese soldiers, but he would stab and cut them like this. The commander of the Japanese regiment, Daisuke Ueda, was stabbed in two by the soldiers. Perhaps in the eyes of the Japanese, the expression of this feeling was undoubtedly to say,'It's all your fault…'

When the 29th division soldiers in Hirai's room saw that the area was still searching for the Japanese soldiers, one of them was hit by a long and thin hidden weapon that Hirai had tied to one of his thighs. The weapon instantly hit his body and he fell to the ground. The 29th division soldiers looked at each other in dismay, but another one was instantly stabbed in the neck and fell to the ground. There was also a shadow with long sleeves that flashed behind him and cut his neck with a knife. The other one was stabbed in the chest by a short samurai sword when he saw the person clearly.

The person that greeted his eyes had the appearance of a battalion commander, but his lines and bones were much softer and more attractive. No, perhaps he was really the type who was more seductive when it came to men. His small eyes were indifferent, sometimes unblinking or slightly raised.

In the dark room outside the window, Hirai was standing straight, holding a knife dripping with blood in one hand. There was a strange tattoo on his thigh that was exposed outside his bathrobe, and there were bags of hidden weapons tied to it.

One of the fallen brothers of the 29th division suddenly laughed when he saw the scene. This was a battlefield where people died. Damn, this man was really…beautiful.

The sound of footsteps was coming in their direction. Hirai sensed that some of the 29th division's soldiers were coming to his room. Once again, he hid in the closet, and the closet door would be opened and closed decisively. Someone went to a room not far away. It was Sakata's room.

Sakata was not sleeping in the dark night. A cold cat eye warrior in the 29th division's blue military uniform and military cap appeared in front of him. He smiled at him, but he seemed to be greeting him,"[Yo]

Was it a declaration of his own death? Little Sakata took out a pistol from the side of his white coat and shot at him. In Li Mingshu's eyes, it was a certain scene from before. He was wearing a green military cap and glasses, and a white coat…But when he quickly dodged the bullets and went straight in the direction of Little Sakata, Little Sakata bravely threw the first aid kit at Li Mingshu.

The knife still pierced into a certain part of Sakata's body. The dull and heavy sound of cutting through flesh…Sakata felt like he was going to die. However, as his consciousness gradually faded away in the darkness, he heard the warrior say,"[You don't have to cut any living things anymore.]

" Cina, who are you…" This was the last thought that came to Sakata's mind when he lost consciousness.

——Fin——

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