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Chapter 67 Killing the Wounded Japanese Soldier
The ground floor of the building used by the Japanese army as a temporary command post was almost surrounded by fire. The thick rafters crackled under the heat of the fire, and thick smoke rolled out of the upstairs windows.

After the building caught fire, the wounded Japanese soldier whose calf was blown off climbed out of the house by himself, without a gun by his side.The upper part of his severed limb was tightened with a bandage by the medics, strangling the great vein.Looking at his broken limbs, he wanted to die at first, but he didn't have the courage to commit suicide. He was forced to crawl out of the room by the fire. When the troops retreated and there was no way to take him away, he wanted to commit suicide again, but there was no gun around him.With a gun, one shot would be enough, but he really couldn't do it by getting into the fire and being burned alive.

Therefore, when several Chinese soldiers came towards him with a murderous look, he felt that he was about to be relieved.

Seeing the Chinese soldiers approaching, his eyes were determined and he gasped for breath.One of his legs was blown off by a grenade from below the knee, and the bones were broken, as if smashed by a sledgehammer. The broken leg was covered with mud and gunpowder smoke, and in some places, the muscles and mud were solidified like mud. The rotten flesh was washed away by the continuous flow of plasma in some places, protruding crimson red flesh and blood bent like an earthworm.

There are no exactly the same wounds on the battlefield, there are similar death processes and the same final death.

A trace of sadness flickered at the corner of the wounded Japanese soldier's mouth, he raised his fist towards the four Chinese soldiers, then stretched out his thumb and index finger, and looked resolutely at the four faces that had become ferocious due to hatred.

"Pia!"

Although the Japanese soldiers could not speak Chinese, he could still imitate the sound of gunfire.

Zhao Fugui, Zhou Zhouwa, Wang Xiaoxiang, and Zhong Jiagen were stunned when they saw the devil's actions.

Zhong Jiagen and the others imagined along the way that when the devil with no gun in his hand saw them, he would either crawl around in fright, beg for mercy, or curse loudly in Japanese.They never expected that this devil would actually make such a move.

When the soldiers helped the women and children in the village to collect the remains of their relatives, they were extremely angry at the devil's cruelty.

Because they hated the devil's brutal behavior, Zhong Jiagen and the others had already thought of at least six or seven vicious ways to torture the Japanese soldier. They would never let him die quickly, but let him bleed slowly to death after being tortured. .

Faced with the Japanese soldier's provocation, Wang Xiaoxiang and Zhou Zhouwa also grinned grimly, holding their guns at an angle, with the point of the gun pointing down, and walked quickly towards the Japanese soldier.

Zhong Jiagen smiled gently on his thin and immature face. He took off the bayonet as he walked, put the rifle on his back, and waved the saber: "Gou Ri's death is approaching and you are still arrogant, wait for me to cut your fingers and toes first." Chop off your roots to feed the wolves, then gouged out your eyes and stepped on firecrackers under your feet, cut off your ears and brought them back as trophies, cut off your tongue, smashed all your teeth, I think you are still arrogant."

Zhou Zi'er, Wang Xiaoxiang, heard Zhong Jiagen's words, trembled and slowed down, thinking why this kid is so cruel.

Ten steps away from the wounded Japanese soldiers, Zhao Fugui stretched out his hand to stop the three of them.

"Give him a gun."

Zhao Fugui said to Zhong Jiagen.

"Why?" Zhong Jiagen asked puzzled.Zhao Fugui saved his life just now, otherwise he would have been the devil's back.

"I think this devil is a bit bloody. We soldiers fight to the death on the battlefield, but we all respect bloody men." Zhao Fugui slowly pointed his gun at the Japanese soldiers and said, "Give him a gun, If he is a man, we will give him a good time, otherwise, let you torture him to death."

Zhong Jiagen took off a large [-] cap from his back, checked the bullets with a clatter, five, then closed the safety, and threw the gun to the wounded Japanese soldier.

The wounded Japanese soldier smiled bitterly, waved his wrist, and repeatedly "pulled" the trigger with his index finger at the four of Zhao Fugui, making a "piapia" sound from his mouth.

The faces of Zhao Fugui and the others were gloomy, staring at the [-] big cap thrown by Zhong Jiagen.

The Japanese soldier struggled to climb to the side of the gun, first reached out and grabbed the muzzle of the gun, then put the muzzle of the gun against his other leg, and skillfully withdrew five bullets and threw them far away.

There was a slight change on Zhao Fugui's gloomy face, and then it passed by in a flash.

The Japanese soldiers nodded towards the four Chinese soldiers.

The four of Zhao Fugui still pointed their guns at the wounded Japanese soldiers.

"Snapped!"

The wounded Japanese soldier pushed the air into the barrel, opened the safety, picked up the gun, and put his index finger on the trigger.

"Pia!"

The three-eight cover made an empty sound.

"pia..."

Zhao Fugui, Zhong Jiagen, Wang Xiaoxiang, Zhou Zhouwa, the guns in their hands rang out almost at the same time.

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The soldiers began to persuade and force the residents to get into carriages, ox carts, and donkey carts.The officer said that at this time, one must harden one's heart and not let the residents be allowed to do so.Let them leave until noon.

The residents have just lost their loved ones, and their homeland is hard to leave. Although they know that to stay is to die, when they want to leave by car, they are still reluctant to leave the remains of their relatives who are being burned by the fire and the homes where they have lived for more than ten or decades.

Almost everything of the residents was burned by the fire, and everyone had no luggage to bring. Under the persuasion of the soldiers, the old, young, sick and disabled got into the car crying, and the young all walked.

Brotherhood only had Fan Xiaosi and a few wounded soldiers in the bullock cart.

Because the Japanese raided the village late at night, almost killing all the young and middle-aged men in the village, and captured the sleeping girls in a room, most of the girls and women wore light, thin, and short clothes. .

Yan Zhi asked the soldiers to take off their clean coats and put them on as well as the children and the elderly.

Some of the soldiers wore national army uniforms, and some still wore the little devil's uniforms they had put on in Wing Valley.

Girls are given priority in wearing national army uniforms.

Old people don't wear devil's clothes.

Helpless, Yan Zhi had no choice but to let the soldiers change into devil uniforms and give the national army uniforms to the old people.

Yan Zhi ordered:

Wu Zhonghua took three people to meet Kuang Dawei and the others when they came back. After the seven people came back, they joined the two machine gunners waiting in the stockade.

If the devil comes after him, Wu Zhonghua, Kuang Dawei and the other nine will do whatever it takes, even if it means death, you have to hold the devil for an hour.

Fang You leads five soldiers forward, in groups of two, each mile advances one group in turn, once encountering the enemy, three groups of six soldiers join forces, fight and retreat, and lure the enemy away at all costs.

Just when everything was arranged properly and the soldiers in charge of the breakout retreated deeply, the soldiers in front quickly stepped forward to detect the sentry, and when the people's vehicles started to hit the road, Zhao Fugui came to report.

"Sir, we found a girl upstairs above the devil's temporary command post."

Yan Zhi frowned: "Girl? Then take it down."

Zhao Fugui said: "This girl doesn't seem to be wearing any clothes. She is very fierce. We are not allowed to get close. We just left after killing the devils and wounded soldiers. We heard this girl upstairs calling for help. Maybe she was fainted by the smoke. , woke up after hearing gunshots. The fire in the upstairs room where the girl is located has been controlled by several of us, but the whole building may collapse at any time."

Yan Zhi said unhappily: "I'm not a girl, girl, why don't you let others come near you, why don't you come to me, just find an aunt to go up there."

"Auntie and the girls have their relatives killed, and they are all crying and heartbroken. Who is in the mood to persuade them. Besides, the small building will collapse at any time, and it is not safe for them to go up."

Fuck!Yan Zhi was speechless, and ran to the small building, slandering Zhao Fugui, who deliberately threw this hot potato to the labor and management.

(End of this chapter)