Chapter 12 The Legend of Xiaodao

Xiaodao loves to kill people with knives, which is passed down from generation to generation by the members of the Wolf Teeth Army. Among the old team members, he has various legends.

The iron-killed camp, the flowing soldiers, and the eternal code name of the knife means bloodthirsty. A thin knife can easily cut the other person's throat, let the other person's blood gush out, and then twitch to death. However, in peaceful times, no one has seen a real scene, so it can only be based on legends.

At the foot of the mountain.

Xiaodao lay in the cover, staring at the dark forest in front of him. Since that night attack by agents, he has changed and has become taciturn. The young man who loves to tell jokes and is full of sunshine has disappeared.

Now he killed seven or eight enemy troops? He didn't know, but he remembered the enemy who had cut his throat with a knife very clearly. The enemy was very young, probably just eighteen years old, but Xiaodao had to end his life ahead of time, because either he died or I died. It was just that when the young enemy's life gradually disappeared, the expression of fear, pain or helplessness on his face made Xiaodao unable to forget.

Blood once splattered on Xiaodao's body. It was the enemy's blood. Although he had jumped into the stream and washed more than once, he always felt that his body was still stained with the terrible smell. Was he afraid? But when he accidentally tasted the enemy's blood, he clearly felt a little excited.

Xiaodao beat his fist and pounded his head, trying to think about some happy things. For example, did the little sister cheer for a new piece of clothing during the Spring Festival, and did his father happily drink a drink for a first-level salary at the end of the year?

The foot of the mountain was pitch black, and the endless darkness made him feel that time passed too slowly. He hoped that dawn would get rid of this depressing darkness as soon as possible. He would rather face ten times the enemy than endure this darkness.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound in the waist-length grass twenty meters opposite. The sound was like a sound when someone stepped on a dead branch, but the sound appeared quickly and disappeared quickly, as if it had never happened. Xiaodao thought he had heard it wrong and was a little confused. But after the sound was silent for a while, it appeared again. Xiaodao lay tightly in the cover, motionless. He even looked forward to the strange sound. It seemed a bit too dull to spend a night so peacefully.

He Yang, a commando member who also belonged to the White Wolf Team, climbed to his side, and it was obvious that he also discovered something strange. He Yang came from Xinjiang, his parents were from the Xinjiang Construction Corps, and he had the blood of a Hui Ren, so he gave himself the code name "Zhulang".

The two lay motionless, wearing disguises, and were not easy to spot even during the day. Three figures finally walked out of the grass opposite, and hugged, carefully observing the mountain behind Xiaodao and the others. The enemies were barefoot, walking in the mountains covered with thorns and sharp stones, as they walked quietly like bobcats. Xiaodao and the jackal remained silent because they had already set up traps at the entrance to the mountain. It seemed that there were only these three people, Xiaodao and the jackal's gun had been loaded when they were on duty and could be fired at any time, but now they wanted to catch the alive.

The three enemies were still cautious and stood on the edge of the trap and did not move forward. They were less than five meters away from the lurking position of Xiaodao and Jungle. They were anxious and wanted to go up and pull. The three enemies hesitated for a moment, whispered a little, and finally took a step forward. The two in front fell into the trap two meters deep at the same time, and screamed at the same time. The other man turned around and wanted to escape. Xiaodao's dagger had already flew out and hit the man's thigh accurately. The man immediately fell to the ground, and the automatic rifle in his hand hit a stone, and he took off his hand. Xiaodao and Jungle immediately jumped up, quickly crossed the trap and pressed the man's hands tightly, so as not to jump over the wall and make the "Glory Bomb" burn.

The screams attracted everyone's attention. Langya's posts were ready and nervously stared at the direction he was guarding. The sharp knife platoon immediately followed Li Siming to the foot of the mountain and shone the trap with a flashlight. The two men had already been penetrated by the narrow bamboo sword. The knife escorted the prisoner and followed Li Siming back to the mountain.

"Lone Wolf, order everyone to transfer immediately!" Li Siming was worried that there would be a brigade of enemies to follow behind.

"Yes!" Liu Guoqing replied.

In the darkness, the wolf teeth and sharp swords marched slowly. Although I didn't know if there were any enemy pockets arranged in front of me. Although I hated darkness, Li Siming had to leave with his troops. At dawn, Li Siming paused in a dense forest.

"Fox and wolf, ask him the number and position!" Li Siming ordered. The prisoner was wearing black clothes and did not wear military uniforms.

"Yes!" Liu Guoqing took out the blockage stuffed into the captain's mouth. The captain didn't say a word, with a stubborn and unyielding expression on his face.

The little knife pulled out the dagger that was still stuck in his leg, and the captive couldn't help screaming.

"Do you say it?" Liu Guoqing asked in Yue.

"Kill me if you have the ability!" said the Vietnamese military in Chinese. This is not surprising. Many Vietnamese people can speak Chinese, especially at the border with China. The eyes of the Vietnamese military were clearly full of hatred. The dagger in Xiaodao's hand was blurred in front of him, and the little finger of one of the right hand of the Vietnamese soldier was cut off. The Vietnamese soldier was in pain, his face was pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, but he was still very harsh. Xiaodao didn't care about it, and the dagger in his hand was another flower, and the little finger of the Vietnamese soldier's left hand was cut off again. Ten fingers were connected to the heart, and the Vietnamese soldier's face was twisted. Xiaodao didn't care about these things, and the dagger kept changing patterns in his hands, like an embroidery needle, and his expression was focused, and the enemy was the artwork in his hand. He felt that torture the enemy gave him pleasure, and the more miserable the enemy screamed, the happier he was.

Wherever Xiaodao's eyes were fixed, the captain would immediately lose a piece of his body. Li Siming turned a blind eye to it. He only wanted to know the result of the interrogation. The soldiers in the sharp knife platoon looked at his numbing methods and were frightened. Someone turned his head in fear. The captain fainted. Xiaodao found the cold stream water, poured it on his face, woke him up, and used the knife to lift his toenails. The captain's spirit finally collapsed and finally said his number and mission.

It turned out that he belonged to the 148th Regiment of the 316a Division. Li Siming was at their rear. Because of the repeated incidents of patrols being killed, the 148th Regiment felt unstable on the rear and sent agents to use their familiar terrain to scatter the Chinese army. The prisoners also told me that there was a communication station built by the Soviet Union nearby, responsible for wireless communication between the Sabah area and Hanoi.

"How many people guard this communication station? What is the firepower distribution?" Li Siming asked.

"I don't know this." Seeing that the other party didn't believe it, the prisoner quickly added, "I really don't know that we are not from the same unit."

Xiaodao gestured the dagger in front of him again, and the prisoner cried and begged: "Please kill me, so that I can feel better. I really don't know."

"Give him some fun!" Seeing that Li Siming could not ask anything again, he said to Xiaodao expressionlessly, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

Xiaodao walked forward and wiped the captain's neck with a dagger. Blood immediately gushed out. Xiaodao did not dodge and let the blood measure it on his face. The captain collapsed on the ground, and the blood flowed less and less. Then he twitched for a few seconds and stopped moving. His face was filled with pain and relief. Xiaodao did not feel any discomfort when the blood was touching his face, and even licked the blood on his lips with his tongue.

The air was filled with fishy smell, and the warriors in the sharp knife line looked at him with a terrifying look. Xiao Cheng, who was in the sharp knife line, couldn't help but squat on the ground and vomited. The vomiting was contagious. The people in the sharp knife line had killed people, but they all shot with guns at a distance, but they used small cold weapons like this to cut their throats open, which was too bloody.

Platoon leader He covered his nose and recruited several soldiers to deal with the body. Since crossing the river, he has seen many bloody scenes. He doesn't care how the enemy dies. If he is, he will do it without hesitation, but he will only choose to twist the other party's neck.

"Fox and wolf, set up the equipment to listen to the other party's wireless communications and find out the approximate range." Li Siming ordered.

"Yes!" Liu Guoqing hurriedly called the other two correspondents, installed the equipment, and began to track radio signals. At this time, the main force of the enemy's 316a Division was aided in the east, trying to attack our army sideways, capture Guliu and Laojie to relieve the danger of Gantang. The 6th Battalion of the 148th Regiment advanced eastward to Dainai area at 18:00 on the 21st, controlling key points, organizing defenses, and covering up the development of its main force.

"Reported that there is a strong radio signal five kilometers west of the west, and it is estimated to be the enemy's communication center." Liu Guoqing immediately captured the enemy's radio signal.

Li Siming summoned three team leaders and platoon leader He and assigned tasks: "Just just now, the prisoners told me that there was an important communication station for the enemy nearby, which should be five kilometers west. Later, the three teams of Langya each penetrated the west, and should not be too far away from each other, and go in parallel to find this communication station. The main principle is not to contact the enemy, and do not expose the enemy to alert. Once the target is found, I immediately notify me by radio. I and the Sharp Knife Platoon stay here."

"Yes!" the four of them replied.

The wolf teeth set out. They were jungle wolfs, and hunger made them look for food everywhere.

"Captain, when can we participate in the action? Let us stay here, is it a bit unreasonable?" said Platoon Leader He.

"Don't worry, there will be missions. As long as we find this communication station, we will use sneak attacks and blow it up. It is estimated that in such an important place, the enemy will not be without defense. Whether it is sneak attacks or strong attacks, we must destroy it and cause more chaos to the enemy." Li Siming said.

"Okay, I'm relieved. Captain, don't treat our sharp knife platoon as rare animals in the country." Captain He smiled.
Chapter completed!