"Wait a minute, these little devils"

Xiang Heping looked at Chen Meng and smiled.

Although Chen Meng didn't understand what Xiang Heping meant, he still held back his anger and put down the gun pointed at the little devil's head.

Immediately, Xiang Heping looked back at the dozens of puppet soldiers who had surrendered all of them squatting on the ground, and some of the puppet soldiers were injured and fell to the ground, screaming in pain.

"Commander, what should you do with these two dogs?" A militiaman looked at Xiang Heping and asked.

"What else can I do, these two dogs have lost their conscience, they even betrayed their own country, they don't even recognize their ancestors, they are all a waste of bullets if they are shot with one shot, and they are all stabbed to death with bayonets!" Chen Meng scolded hotly on the side.

Xiang Heping glanced at Chen Meng angrily and with a smile, these three sentences are inseparable from killing, Xiang Heping even wondered if he had taken any kickbacks from Lord Yan? is so anxious to send people to the Hades Palace.

"Uncles, heroes, don't kill us, please don't kill us, we are not human and we know that we are wrong, we have all surrendered, according to international conventions, in humanitarianism, do not kill the surrendered soldiers!" As soon as they heard that Chen Meng was going to kill them all, these two dogs were instantly paralyzed.

"Fuck, what the fuck international conventions, humanitarian? You two dogs who even betrayed the country, are you still humane? Chen Meng angrily kicked the second dog in the face and scolded angrily.

Even Xiang Heping couldn't help laughing, these two dogs actually knew that the international convention would not kill the surrendered soldiers, and even the humanitarians had moved out.

But then again, since ancient times there has indeed been a saying about not killing surrenderers.

Although Xiang Heping also hated these two dogs to the core, he wished that a thousand knives against them would not be enough to calm his anger, and killing them would also get the number of kills that could be exchanged for flares.

However, Xiang Heping still followed the principle of not killing surrenderers.

"Tie them all up with ropes, take them back to Cannes County, and hand them over to the county brigade to dispose of!" Xiang Heping looked at Chen Meng and said.

When these puppet soldiers heard Xiang Heping's words, they instantly breathed a sigh of relief, even if they were handed over to the county brigade, although they might have to suffer a little flesh and skin, at least they could save a dog's life.

"Commander, I said what are you doing with all this effort, don't these injured two dogs have to carry them back."

Chen Meng grinned, although it was a little difficult to vent his anger in his heart, but still according to Xiang Heping's instructions, he and the two dogs all tied their hands with ropes.

But what about the seven or eight little devils?

Xiang Heping turned around and looked at these little devils again, and then said coldly to the translator: "Translate and translate for these little devils, we have the principle of war, don't kill prisoners, don't kill surrenderers, ask them if they want to surrender, if they surrender, leave them a dog's life, and if they don't surrender, send them to see their ancestors." ”

The translator hurriedly muttered and muttered to the little devil according to Xiang Heping's words.

After hearing this, the little devil's original hideous expression immediately showed a sneer, as if they saw a trace of life, and decided that Xiang Heping would not kill them, so they immediately nodded and said a word to the translator in Japanese.

The translator turned around and translated: "Regiment leader, this little devil said that he is willing to surrender!" ”

"What? Xiang Heping raised his eyebrows suddenly, widened his eyes with coldness and murderous aura, and scolded the interpreter: "What the hell did you say? Lao Tzu didn't hear it, give me a louder voice, translate it well, this little devil will not surrender or not! ”

The interpreter was so frightened by Xiang Heping's sudden stare that he trembled, but his head was also bright, his eyes rolled, and he looked at Xiang Heping again and said tremblingly: "Commander, I heard it wrong just now, this little devil said that he will not surrender, and he will not surrender if he dies!" ”

"Roar! It is worthy of having the spirit of bushido, and it is a big drop yo west! ”

Xiang Heping narrowed his eyes, grabbed the collar of the little devil in front of him directly, and stabbed the bayonet in his other hand into the little devil's chest with a snort, then turned back and forth three or four times, and then pulled out the bayonet.

The white knife went in and the red knife came out, and a stream of blood rushed out of the little devil's chest, and the sneer on the little devil's face was completely gone, and his frightened and angry eyes stared at Xiang Heping, but before he could say anything, he directly lost his breath.

"Help me ask the next little devil if he surrenders!" Xiang Heping turned to another little devil with a cold face.

The translator translated from it, ignoring the frequent nodding of the little devil, and followed the translation to Heping: "Commander, this little devil said that he would swear allegiance to their dog emperor and resolutely not surrender!" ”

"Well, these little devils are really backbone!" Xiang Heping nodded, and stabbed the little devil in the chest again, like killing a pig, and after stabbing the knife in, he shook it twice and then pulled it out.

When the remaining little devils of "Yaga ......" saw this scene, they immediately roared and scolded the interpreter, and at the same time quickly took off their shirts, took off the white shirts inside, raised them above their heads and waved vigorously towards the peace, and spoke a lot of Japanese, as if they no longer needed the translator's translation.

These translators were all hired by themselves, so how can they say that they don't need it.

"Translation, what do these little devils mean by waving white shirts." Xiang Heping sneered again, looked at the translator with a threatening look and asked.

The interpreter understood Xiang Heping's eyes, and then looked at the white shirt waving in the little devil's hand with bright red bloodstains, and immediately said: "Commander, the national flag of the little devils is the red sun on a white background, and these little devils are holding white shirts with blood, which represents waving their national flag, declaring to you their determination and courage to swear allegiance to their country and never surrender!" ”

"Damn, these little devils are quite bloody!" Chen Meng next to him directly raised the 38 big cover in his hand again, and an angry shot hit the head of the little devil holding the white shirt at close range.

Boom! With a gunshot, the little devil under the muzzle was directly shot in the head, and blood splattered the interpreter's body.

But at the same time of anger, Chen Meng really couldn't hold back his laughter.

Bang bang bang...... Immediately following several other militiamen, they also shot at these little devils holding the 'national flag', one shot at each person, and all seven or eight bloody little devils were killed on the spot.

Looking at these unyielding little devils who were killed, Xiang Heping smiled at the translator with satisfaction, and for the sake of this interpreter's cleverness, he was also taken back to Kangcheng County as a prisoner and handed over to the county brigade to deal with.