Chapter 217: Blood Oath

The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "Tang Lao Liu, how dare you on a dog day!?" ”

"In this world, there is nothing that I dare not do!" The muscles on Tang Laoliu's face twitched, and he was very mad, and said with a cruel smile, "Third uncle, as well as all uncles and brothers, you all have wide eyes and look at what kind of person I Tang Lao Liu is!" ”

Saying this, Tang Laoliu looked down at the blade, turned his back to Nakagawa Xiangji and said, "Sir, why did this knife curl up?" It's not good enough! ”

"Yaga, how can the ancestral treasure knife of my Zhongchuan family be curled?" Kaji Nakagawa scolded, and then stepped forward defenselessly, reaching out to pick up the saber in Tang Laoliu's hand.

said that it was too late, but Tang Laoliu stabbed backhand, and the sharp saber immediately easily stabbed into the lower abdomen of the unsuspecting Nakagawa Kaji.

Kaji Nakagawa's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the rural Chinese idlers who were less than ten centimeters away from him.

He could never have imagined that a seemingly rogue ruffian Chinese idler would have the guts to plunge his family heirloom saber into his lower abdomen.

Maybe it was still not enough, Tang Laoliu twisted the handle of the knife suddenly.

There was a soft "click", which was heard by the audience.

Kaji Nakagawa, who couldn't feel the pain anymore, was even more dead in his eyes, others didn't know, but he knew that his small intestine had been completely broken, and even a few cartilages in the abdominal cavity.

The only glimmer of life was cut off.

It's impossible to live.

"How? Little Japan, is Lao Tzu very bold? Tang Lao Liu put his mouth to the ear of Kaji Nakagawa, who was full of despair, and said softly.

Kaji Nakagawa fell to his knees, his hands clenching the blade stuck in his belly, even though his hands were cut by the blade and blood was pouring out.

At the age of 21, a high-achieving student who graduated from the Japanese Army University and may become a general in the future, Second Lieutenant Kaji Nakagawa did not enjoy any benefits brought about by "raising military rations" and died at the hands of a lazy man in rural China who could usually crush him to death like an ant.

is still his own knife, a treasure knife that has been inherited by his Nakagawa family for hundreds of years.

Really, it's sharp!

This was the last thought that came to the mind of Second Lieutenant Kaji Nakagawa before he fell into complete darkness.

There was silence, and the whole drying field was silent for a while, so quiet that the pins could be heard.

Not only were the villagers in Tangjiayu Village stupid, but the ghost soldiers around them couldn't believe it.

Tang Lao Liu once again twisted the saber on the body of Kaji Nakagawa, who had already died of anger, to make sure that the Japanese second lieutenant who had killed Mr. Private School with one stab was already dead, and then smiled at the whole village: "Mr. Wen is right, he is Chinese, but I, Tang Lao Liu, am also Chinese!" Lao Tzu rubbed his family for so many meals, but this time he returned the favor and asked the Japanese to bury them and his wife, haha! ”

"Yaga!" A devil soldier Cao finally came back to his senses, picked up his rifle and shot two shots at Tang Lao Liu's heart.

Tang Lao Liu suddenly fell to the ground, but his round eyes were still staring at Tang Dahu, and he said with a hideous expression: "Tang Datou, you remember Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu Tang Lao Liu died to save your daughter, and you have to kneel to burn paper for Lao Tzu every year in the future。。。。。。 Incense 。。。。。。 ”

The voice gradually lowered until it was no longer silent.

The Japanese soldier Cao who fired the gun ran over in great strides, and the frightened medical staff examined Kaji Nakagawa, who was lying to the ground and still staring at a pair of small eyes, for a long time, and could only announce the death of Second Lieutenant Kaji Nakagawa with a depressed expression.

"All of them are dead, they are dead." The angry Japanese soldier Cao's eyes showed a layer of cruelty that could not be described in words.

The sky was suddenly gloomy, as if he didn't want to see such a tragic scene.

The sound of machine guns and rifles generally come to mind.

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Twenty minutes later, when Liu Lang rushed all the way with the five people of the guard squad and arrived from ten miles away.

The once peaceful mountain village has fallen into a sea of fire.

The six people on guard walked into the village with grim faces, and then stood in a group.

Although, when he saw the flames, he had already imagined the worst-case scenario, although, Liu Lang had little luck with the brutality of the Japanese invaders.

But the moment he saw the tragic scene in front of him, Liu Lang was still stunned.

He was completely stunned.

The slaughter of villages and households in the past is no longer a set of cold numbers in history books, and it is no longer a vague "how many people in my village were slaughtered by Japanese invaders in a certain year, month, and day" that is not detailed.

Everything in front of him was presented in front of Liu Lang like that with unprecedented truth.

It's just, it's too cruel.

The cruelty made Liu Lang such a hard soldier feel distressed and difficult to breathe.

It's definitely a peaceful mountain village, except for the extreme quiet, only the "crackling" sound of the fire engulfing the houses. Other than that, there was no other sound.

Because, if there is no living creature, all men and animals will be destroyed!

The people in the village are also there, but they are all hanging from the trees.

All the trees in the village were full of people, old people, children, men and women.

They were hung like that, their bodies and their mouths were bleeding, no one had their eyes closed, their faces distorted by the great pain, their eyes wide open, as if only then could they tell the heavens what they had been through.

They have no quarrel with the world. They should have continued to live quietly and peacefully.

But now they were hung in this way, with ropes around their necks, and hung on trees that they had planted with their own hands.

A gust of wind blew, and the leaves let out a heart-palpitating whimper.

Liu Lang's hand clenched suddenly.

Liu Lang's cheeks suddenly bulged.

With a "click", it turned out to be a big back molar tooth.

"You guys, do you see?" Liu Lang turned his head suddenly, his eyes a little cold at the five best soldiers who followed him.

The five soldiers, both new and veteran, had iron blue on their faces.

There is no pen and ink to describe their hearts at this moment, although there are no relatives here, but these are compatriots of the same race, and the whole village was slaughtered in this way, and that kind of sorrow is beyond words for a normal person.

In the history of China, the grassland people often slaughtered, but there is still a rule that those who are not taller than the wheel are not killed, but here in the Japanese invaders, it is actually killed, and it is tortured and killed.

Swaddling babies, white-haired old men, all dead!

"Sir, I see it." Big tears welled up in Mo Kitten's eyes, but he still stood tall and pine, answering the fat chief who questioned him with the greatest strength in his life.

"Sir, I saw it!" Niu Er lowered his eyelids, and the green tendons around his neck burst out.

"Sir。。。。。。" Diao Ye's chest rose and fell violently, and his face was hideous.

"This is the Japanese, the real Japanese." Liu Lang returned his gaze to the corpses of the villagers who were hanging and gently swaying in the wind.

Fall to your knees.

Whether in his previous life or in this life, except for his parents and comrades who died in battle, Liu Lang has never bent his knees to anyone. But in the face of the same clan who died tragically under the iron hooves of the Japanese invaders, Liu Lang knelt down.

In the face of those pale hairs and immature faces, as the Chinese army, Liu Lang had no choice but not to kneel.

Because, his profession is to guard, but he has failed to do his duty.

Liu Lang pulled out the dagger and dragged it on his cheek, blood gushed out, and the metallic voice could almost pierce the sky: "I, Liu Lang, swear to heaven in the name of the ancestor of the Liu family, if I let a person who has done such evil things leave this mountain in this life, in this life, I will never return to the south of the Great Wall." I, Liu Lang, if I don't let the Japanese Kwantung Army pay enough price, I will never return to my hometown in this life. ”

This is, blood oath.

This is the oath of a Chinese army.

"I, Zhen Dazhuang, swear to the sky。。。。。。。"

"I, Mo Kitten, swear to the sky。。。。。。。"

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Five soldiers took bayonets and, like their commanders, swore by the blood of their cheeks.

"Folks, I will give you the heads of the Japanese as a sacrifice, and then I will ask you to rest in peace." Liu Lang muttered, turned back suddenly, and turned around without hesitation.

The Japanese infantry squad, which was five miles away from the mountain village, carried the corpse of their squad leader, carried the few pieces of food they had stolen, and escorted seven young Chinese women with numb expressions and loveless faces, and walked towards the Xifengkou Pass station.

Yes, Tangjiayu Village is not dead.

The cruel Japanese chose to shoot and hang most of the villagers from trees in the most brutal way possible, but left behind seven young women.

Seven young women will be filled into the Kwantung Army comfort station, and only in this way will the captain of the Osa, who has lost his nephew, feel better.

The Japanese infantry squad that hanged 103 people in Tangjiayu Village didn't know what kind of killing god they had provoked, the strongest individual soldier of the Republic had the experience of lurking and tracking in the southwest jungle to kill 43 bandits for a month, and at this moment he was not fighting alone, he was still with five strong Chinese soldiers.

They, at the highest speed of armed off-roading, were chasing after the Japanese infantry squad with the same heavy mood but a bit of bestiality that was about to be excited.

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