The Iron-Blooded Army of Beacon Fire

185 Blood Sacrifice

After the battle, the once smooth and smooth national defense road was in a mess.

The Japanese corpses, equipment, horses, and baggage stretched for more than 200 meters. Together with the carriages, corpses, supplies of Chinese civilians on the road, as well as broken troops and trucks blown up by planes, the road was almost completely blocked. There was blood everywhere on the road.

Several Japanese baggage trucks were ignited with raging fires. There was both a pungent smell of gunpowder smoke and the aroma of burning flour in the air. Several of the Japanese baggage trucks that caught fire were loaded with weapons and ammunition instead of weapons and ammunition. There was a large amount of dry bread, and the aroma of the burnt bread formed an extreme contrast with the tragic scene on the battlefield.

In less than half an hour, He Wei completely annihilated this reinforced Japanese infantry squadron. On the highway, He Wei lowered his head and patrolled over the corpses piled up everywhere, while the officers and soldiers of the spy battalion and the Cantonese army Then carefully clean the battlefield.

All kinds of guns, ammunition, and supplies left by the Japanese army were collected by the officers and soldiers and stored in categories. Screams were heard from time to time on the road. Among the piles of corpses were some Japanese soldiers who were not dead. Once they were captured by the spy camp, The officers and soldiers discovered that what was waiting for them would be cold bayonets.

Of course, being stabbed to death by a spy battalion officer and soldier wearing a German helmet was actually a lucky thing for these half-dead wounded Japanese soldiers. If they were discovered by a Cantonese officer and soldier wearing a British helmet, they would be killed. They will enjoy the good treatment of being dragged into the craters on both sides of the road and buried alive.

Compared with He Wei's spy camp, the Guangdong army still maintains some inherent warlord habits and cruel military killing methods inherited from the late Qing Dynasty. Of course, the cruel killing method of burying alive is still retained in many national army troops. With.

However, He Wei didn't stop him. He didn't feel any discomfort when he watched the wounded Japanese soldiers who were still breathing being thrown into bomb craters or trenches one by one and then buried alive.

Looking at the stacked Type 38 rifles and several crooked light machine guns, He Wei didn't feel any emotion. If it had been when he had just crossed over, he might have taken one more look at these Japanese weapons and equipment. But given the current equipment level of the spy battalion, he doesn't look down on these Japanese-style light weapons at all.

"Batalion Commander, I brought what you asked for."

He Wei was advancing among the piles of corpses. Hu Zhaowu, the commander of the third company of the special agent battalion infantry, ran to He Wei, holding a blood-stained Japanese 90-type steel helmet in his hand. It was full of stuff, all of which were collected from the corpses of Japanese soldiers. To be honest, the various certificates and recognition votes that came out were not of much significance to He Wei if he simply defeated an infantry squadron. He could barely pass an infantry regiment in Shanxi, and a squadron was still considered good. What.

What he was more concerned about now was the enemy's situation and movements. After fighting for a long time, he actually didn't even know which Japanese unit he was fighting with. The best way to identify the enemy's number was to check the Japanese ID.

He Wei took the helmet from Hu Zhaowu's hand and began to check the documents and recognition tickets inside one by one. He Wei soon got the result he wanted. The infantry numbers of this batch of Japanese troops were the third under the Ninth Infantry Regiment. The seventh infantry squadron of the brigade, the heavy machine gun squadron of the third infantry brigade, and a group of Japanese troops from the brigade headquarters small baggage brigade of the third infantry brigade.

"Battal Commander, these Japs are well equipped and well-armed. When cleaning the battlefield, the bullet boxes on every corpse were full. There were also many baggage trucks. The Japs escorting the trucks were quite shabby. They had no weapons, not even helmets. There is just a bayonet hanging on the waist, and there are a few escort soldiers without helmets carrying our Chinese formal rifles and Hanyang-made rifles."

"That's right. This group of Japs should be based on the 7th Infantry Squadron of the 3rd Infantry Battalion under the 9th Infantry Regiment, reinforced by a squad from the Heavy Machine Gun Squadron of the 3rd Battalion, and a group of small luggage teams. , those poorly equipped convoy soldiers you see are the baggage agents of this group of small baggage teams. The small baggage team is responsible for carrying ammunition and supplies, which is equivalent to the baggage soldiers in our army, but the status of the Japanese baggage agents is very low. , the military uniforms are old and there are no weapons. When fighting, they only have a bayonet."

"The Hanyang peacemaking formalities you see carried by the Japanese are mostly trophies that the Japanese baggage agents snatched from the hands of the defeated soldiers. The Japanese also have a saying to mock the baggage agents: What is it called? Well, yes, if baggage agents can also be considered soldiers, then butterflies and dragonflies can also become birds."

He Wei said while lowering his head and flipping through various documents.

Hu Zhaowu shook his head and cursed: "I think these idiots are living a good life. The baggage trains are all stuff stolen from the people."

As soon as Hu Zhaowu finished speaking, suddenly, a scream came from not far away.

"There are devils."

"kill him."

He Wei and Hu Zhaowu quickly fell to the ground, only to see a gray-faced Japanese officer suddenly emerge from the pile of corpses brandishing a saber, slashing the shoulder of a Cantonese soldier. However, the Japanese officer was also injured. The first blow As soon as he was cut out, he was surrounded by a dozen Cantonese soldiers and kicked him until he was severely beaten. Then a Cantonese lieutenant took out a rope, cursed and tied up the Japanese officer, and dragged him directly to the foxhole on the side of the road. .

Damn, these people wanted to bury them alive again. They buried the Japanese soldiers who were still alive when they caught them. This Japanese officer He Wei looked like he was still alive and kicking, so he was very valuable, so He Wei hurried over and shouted He said: "Stop, stop, brother, this devil is an officer and cannot be buried alive."

"Yes, sir."

Since He Wei led the secret service battalion to fight a victorious battle since he came up, the Cantonese infantry company that cooperated with the secret service battalion all admired He Wei from top to bottom. Therefore, He Wei wanted to keep this Japanese officer, and the Guangdong infantry company was convinced from top to bottom. The military officer immediately obeyed the order without thinking.

After leaving the man behind, He Wei immediately looked up and down at the Japanese officer. He was a Japanese army second lieutenant with a very strong body. He was hit by a bullet in the leg, but it looked like it was shot straight through, so the injury was not serious. Heavy.

But what attracts He Wei the most to this Japanese officer is the saber in his hand. Most of the Japanese army's sabers are mass-produced machine-made sabers with uniform styles and regulations. He Wei has captured many such sabers, but this Japanese saber But it is different from those industrial products. The knife blade and the knife are very sophisticated. There is also a beautiful red pendant on the handle, and the scabbard is also decorated with exquisite decorations.

He Wei stepped forward, picked up the Japanese officer's saber, and pulled it out. The bloody saber exuded a terrifying bloodthirsty aura. In the middle of the blade, there were two words "Noda" engraved on it.

Noda? It seems that this is a family heirloom sword of the Noda family. He Wei seems to have remembered something, saber, Noda. These two words together seem to bring back some bad memories he brought from before time travel. Could it be that this Noda is the Noda in his memory?

He Wei thought so.

So He Wei said: "Come here, search for his ID for me." "Yes."

Tao Heiwa stepped forward and started groping around on the Japanese officer's body. This Japanese officer was stubborn and was not being honest even when he was tied up. When he saw Tao Heiwa coming over, he rolled around on the ground unconvinced. Tao Heiwa also didn't tolerate him. , kicked him in the stomach a few times, and soon searched the Japanese officer's backpack for his ID.

Taking the certificate handed over by Tao Heiwa, He Wei opened it and was stunned. The vague guess in his mind just now was indeed correct. On the name column of the Japanese soldier's certificate, what was written was exactly Takeshi Noda.

"I am grass."

He Wei shouted, his eyes widening. His guess just now was indeed correct. When he saw the word "NODA" on the Japanese saber, he inexplicably remembered the word "NODA" in the history textbook when he was in junior high school before time travel. content.

In the chapter on the Anti-Japanese War in the history textbook, two beastly Japanese army officers, Takeshi Noda and Toshiaki Mukai, were specifically mentioned, and a large amount of space was used to attach a photo of these two murderous demons holding sabers side by side.

These two guys held a killing competition in Jinling City. It seemed to be called a hundred-man killing competition. In the original history, these two guys survived until the end of the war. Because the military ranks of these two guys were too low, they almost Returned to Japan safe and sound.

After Japan surrendered in 1945, Gao Wenbin, the Chinese representative who participated in the trial of Japanese war criminals at the International Military Tribunal for the Far East in Tokyo, accidentally discovered relevant reports about this killing competition and immediately informed the Nationalist Government of Nanjing, China. What is more absurd is that let this The key to the two guys' failure to escape the law was the Tokyo Daily News, which had wildly boasted about their bravery and martial virtue.

After many efforts, these two murderous demons who almost escaped were finally captured and extradited to the Nanjing Military Tribunal in China for trial. They were designated as Class C war criminals. After many trials, they were sentenced to death and executed by firing squad at Yuhuatai, Nanjing.

He Wei didn't expect that one of these two murderous demons would be caught by him today through some strange combination of circumstances.

Yes, this officer was Takeshi Noda. He was lucky. He was not killed in the intensive firepower ambush of the secret service camp. Instead, he was knocked unconscious by the air wave of the mortar shells and was pinned down by the corpses of several Japanese soldiers. When he When I woke up, it was all over.

Through the gaps between the bodies on his body, Noda Takeshi saw corpses everywhere, guns and ammunition everywhere, and a mess, as well as those heavily armed Chinese soldiers. Noda Takeshi couldn't find a single living Japanese soldier at all. Of course, the most disappointing thing was that What frightened him were the Chinese soldiers who were carrying bayonets and searching carefully among the corpses and burying wounded Japanese soldiers alive on both sides of the road.

At that time, he completely lost the majesty and pleasure he felt when he wantonly killed Chinese wounded soldiers and Chinese civilians. He only had endless fear. And when he was afraid, a bayonet penetrated the Japanese soldier Noda Takeshi who was only breathing. , and finally, the Chinese army captured him.

"His grandma's is actually a bitch like you, so I bumped into it here."

He bumped into the beast and demon war criminal in history. In order to confirm the identity of this guy, He Wei first kicked Noda Takeshi twice, and then continued to grope around Noda Takeshi's body. The officers and soldiers around him were all shocked by He Wei's sudden words. Monk Zhanger was confused by what he said.

Hu Zhaowu fiddled with Noda Takeshi's saber suspiciously, thinking about He Wei's words, and his thoughts began to diverge, wondering whether He Wei knew this Japanese officer? But according to common sense, how could He Wei know a mere Japanese second lieutenant?

The officers and soldiers around were extremely confused, and He Wei also found a notebook from Takeshi Noda at this time. He opened it and saw that it was densely packed with Japanese characters. Although He Wei didn't know Japanese very well, many of the Japanese characters were in Chinese characters. He He could roughly understand it. He Wei took a few glances at the recent pages of logs in his notebook, and his hands began to shake.

"In Wuxi, fifty-six people were beheaded, in the village bunkers outside Wuxi, four Chinese soldiers were beheaded, in Henglin Town, nine were beheaded, in Weiguan Town, six were beheaded, in Changzhou Station, six were beheaded, and in Danyang, fourteen were beheaded."

On the last page of the notebook, it was written: As of December 4, a total of ninety-nine people had been beheaded.

Today is December 4th, which means that this guy has killed ninety-nine Chinese soldiers and civilians. A surge of anger ignited in his heart. He Wei threw away the notebook and took Noda Takeshi's saber from Hu Zhaowu's hand. , slowly approached Noda Takeshi. Noda Takeshi looked at He Wei's blood-red eyes and felt extremely terrified, and his legs were shaking a little.

There is no trace of the imperial warriors in the newspapers.

Noda Takeshi deeply regretted why he engaged in a murderous competition with Mukai Toshiaki, and even more regretted that he should not have been competitive and rushed forward as a forward with the 7th Squadron. In fact, his so-called beheading record was mostly falsehoods.

The actual number of beheadings achieved in hand-to-hand combat was less than 20%. The rest of the beheadings were all done by killing the surrendered prisoners after the battle. However, Noda Takeshi's favorite thing, and the thing that gave him the most confidence, was to let people be roped in. The tied Chinese captives knelt on the ground and beheaded one by one, but now, he realized that the same thing seemed to be about to happen to him.

Fear, fear from the inside out filled Noda Takeshi's body.

He Wei drew out his saber, stepped closer to Noda Takeshi, and said slowly:

"Since you want to kill a hundred people so much, then I will help you fulfill your wish. Let me use your family heirloom sword to help you achieve the goal of killing a hundred people."

He Wei suddenly shouted loudly, rushed forward, pulled Noda Takeshi up, and kicked his legs hard. Noda Takeshi knelt on the ground in pain, and then He Wei swung his hand and slashed The Noda family's treasured sword, which killed ninety-nine Chinese soldiers and civilians, slashed Noda Takeshi's neck, and raised the sword with his hand.

The sharp blade cut all along the neck. Noda Takeshi's head rolled down on the ground like a rotten ball. Blood spurted out for half a meter from the incision in the neck, staining the saber in He Wei's hand red. .

This saber completed the feat of killing a hundred people, but the last person, the last sword, must be sacrificed with the invader's head and the invader's blood to the loyal souls of the Chinese soldiers and civilians.

(End of this chapter)