For many soldiers in the war years, they will have a kind of psychological preparation before going into battle, that is, 'Qingshan buries loyal bones everywhere, why should the body be shrouded in horse leather'. There are relatively few fallen soldiers who can really return to their hometowns.

Even the Japanese invaders, who were the aggressors, emphasized the need to cremate the remains of the fallen soldiers and then bring the ashes back to the country for burial. But those who can really enjoy this kind of treatment are often when they win the battle.

Once the battle is lost, who will collect the corpses for them? Most of the anti-Japanese troops who cleaned up the battlefield hastily dug a pit and buried their bodies in it. Some are too late, and they are often abandoned on the battlefield, leaving them exposed to the wilderness.

Even the Japanese army, which has sufficient logistical support, can't do it, and you can imagine how many of the anti-Japanese soldiers in this era can enjoy a real funeral. Similar to Huang Erzhuo, it is very rare and rare to be buried in the ancestral grave of his hometown.

For many people whose family members are soldiers and relatives at this moment, although they hope that their relatives can live. But how many people can really live to the end of the war? Even if he makes it back alive, it is unknown whether he will be able to see his loved ones.

Officers and soldiers in the army miss their families, and their relatives at home imagine their relatives who are soldiers. Around this national war of resistance, for a long time in the future, there will be countless joys and sorrows. There are still very few people who can really meet.

The vast majority of the soldiers of the Anti-Japanese War waited until the end of the war to end up with only 'missing'. No one knows whether they were dead or alive, or whether they died in battle, in that battle, and where their bodies were buried.

Standing in front of the abandoned mine in the mining area, looking at the bottomless mine, you can still smell the strong stench coming from the cave. The smell of rotting corpses is enough to explain the number of corpses thrown into the hole, but I am afraid that there will be no more than a few.

Looking at Qian Zhong, whose eyes were a little red, Hu Biao, who was standing in front of the cave, also said directly: "Qian Zhong, we will leave later, I am afraid that it will be difficult to have the opportunity to pay tribute to them in the future." Before leaving, how about paying respects? ”

In the face of Hu Biao's proposal, Qian Zhong and the prisoner of war officers also nodded, but soon there was a humane: "But there is no incense and candles, how can you pay tribute?" ”

"What we are doing is a knife licking blood business, don't you think the incense and candle sacrifice is too petty? Have you ever heard of Kyokan? ”

As soon as these words came out, Qian Zhong and the others were also shocked: "What does the chief mean? ”

Knowing that such a thing as piling up the Jingguan to pay tribute to the souls of the dead is rare in this era. Even if it is an enemy of life and death, many people feel that they should follow the principle that the dead are the greatest. The problem is that Hu Biao does not recognize this truth.

Since the full-scale invasion of China by the Japanese army, some of the beastly actions done by the Japanese army are more cruel than those of Duijingguan. Since the little devil doesn't treat the people and the soldiers of the Anti-Japanese War as people, why does Hu Biao need to treat the little devil as a human being?

Pointing to the abandoned mine below, Hu Biao said very sternly: "Thinking about these comrades-in-arms and brothers who were thrown into the mine by the little devils, do you still feel unbearable to pile up the Jingguan memorial?" Is it still a human being who does such a thing?

Since you choose to fight with me to fight devils, then I will tell you a truth in advance, I never treat little devils as human beings. On the battlefield, even if there are little devils who have lost the ability to resist, my rule is still to kill without mercy.

Think about the compatriots who died at the guns of the little devils, think about these comrades-in-arms who were thrown into the mines, do you still think that I am too cruel to do that? To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to one's comrades and compatriots. Qian Zhong! ”

"Here!"

"Let me see if you're still bloody! From now on, each of you will find the corpse of a little devil and cut off my head. Pile them up in front of the mine, and tell the brothers below that you have avenged them, and don't let them die blindly! ”

"Yes, sir! Mission completion guaranteed! ”

In the face of Hu Biao, who suddenly became angry, no one felt that there was any cruelty and inhumanity in doing so. Thinking of those comrades-in-arms who were sick and still breathing, they were ruthlessly thrown into the mine by the little devils. At that time, how could the little devils treat them as human beings?

Some things, as long as you think about them, will multiply the accumulated hatred. When Qian Zhong returned to the barracks and began to give the order to cut off the little devil's head, many prisoners of war were still a little hesitant, thinking that this would be too much.

Qian Zhong, who had already figured it out, also roared: "What? Aren't you afraid of the living little devils, are you still afraid of the little devils who have been killed? Think about Wang Mazi, who was thrown into the corpse cave by the little devil a few days ago, did the little devil treat them as human beings at that time?

Chief Hu has already said before, we are all people who have died once, are we still afraid of cutting off the head of a little devil? If you think you're still a handlebar and your chest is still hot, do what you should do! ”

Qian Zhong, who was talking, directly asked people to drag the corpse of a little devil and cut it off in front of all the prisoners of war with the bayonet on the rifle. Carrying the bloody head, he roared: "Don't dare, get out of the way!" Don't be cowardly! ”

With Qian Zhong personally taking the lead in the demonstration, the officers among the prisoners of war also found the corpses of the little devils who were killed, cut off the heads on the corpses, and then carried the bloody heads to the abandoned mines.

At this time, in front of the mine, Hu Biao had people build a simple altar with some helmets filled with sand. On top of the helmet, Hu Biao and others lit cigarettes, as well as several large bowls, and there was also a prepared sacrificial wine next to it.

Looking at Qian Zhong, who was carrying a person's head, Hu Biao, who was standing in front of the altar, said loudly: "Brothers in the well, your brothers are here to see you off for the last time." If you have a spirit in heaven and drink this cup of wine, you can be reincarnated! Pillars, shoot off! ”

A memorial ceremony like this was also held by Hu Biao earlier. Ten members of the combat team, with their guns pointed to the sky, began to fire their guns to see them off. Hearing these gunshots and watching the smoke rising from the altar, the prisoners of war carrying their heads were also excited.

Taking the head brought by Qian Zhong, Hu Biao said directly: "Put it in front of the altar, toast the brothers, and send them on their last journey!" ”

"Thank you, sir!"

Qian Zhong, who took the wine glass, said with tears streaming down his face: "Brothers, the old money is here to send you!" Borrow this glass of wine, sir, and the old money will send you on your last journey. I hope that when you get to the bottom, you will be able to eat and dress warmly, and you will be reincarnated into a good family in the next life! ”

With Qian Zhong's demonstration, the prisoners of war who came later stepped forward without saying a word, and stacked the heads of the little devils in front of the altar. Then he toasted and retreated to the side to participate in this special memorial ceremony.

When hundreds of little devil heads piled up, people felt very shocked, but no one felt frightened. In the eyes of these prisoners of war, the heads of these little devils were just sacrifices they gave to their comrades in the mines.

If those dead comrades-in-arms in the mine really have spirits in the sky, they may be able to turn a blind eye. Some prisoners of war even felt that those dead comrades-in-arms should be very relieved to have such a belated memorial ceremony!

Hearing that the corpse of the little devil could not be found in the mine and cut off the head, many prisoners of war felt anxious, and Hu Biao also said directly: "The head is not enough to cut off, let them cut off their hands and feet instead!" No one can miss this sacrifice! ”

"Yes, sir!"

As a result, in the end, most of the prisoners of war who could not find the little devil's head as a sacrifice, cut off the hands and feet of the little devil's corpse as a sacrifice. At this time, even if some prisoners of war felt disgusted and wanted to vomit, they didn't dare to be that coward.

In this atmosphere, no one wants to be ashamed. Even though most of these prisoners of war have no culture, they still believe in the existence of ghosts and gods. If they don't make sacrifices, what will the dead comrades think of them?

When all the prisoners of war regrouped in front of the abandoned mine, looking at the drunken altar and the cigarettes with the helmets dropped, Hu Biao stood in front of the mine and shouted with his back to the prisoners of war: "All of them, say goodbye to the brothers, salute!" ”

With Hu Biao ending the memorial in front of the mine with a military salute, many prisoners of war felt that they had been baptized in their hearts. Looking at Hu Biao's eyes, there was also a trace of awe and worship. They felt that a chief like Hu Biao was worth following.

Even the dead people, Hu Biao still respects them so much, let alone those who are alive?

Hu Biao, who finished the memorial service, left Qian Zhong and said: "Let the brothers clean up the battlefield and move all the things that can be moved from the mine to the train, we are going to prepare to withdraw!" I'm going to blow up this mine so they don't bother! ”

"Good! I listen to the sir! ”

In Hu Biao's opinion, if he wants to enter the abandoned mine and pick up those corpses, he is afraid that it is not very possible. Let's not talk about the corpses in the mine, if you really go down to salvage the bones, you will have to take a few living people.

In this case, the collapse of the mine can be regarded as giving these dead prisoners of war a place to bury. In the future, if there is a chance, these rescued prisoners of war will come back again, and there will still be a place to pay their respects. After liberation, maybe a monument can be erected to commemorate it!

With the sound of explosions, the abandoned mine completely collapsed. Looking at the buried cave, Qian Zhong and the others also knew that this place they would never forget. Because in this mine, there are their dead comrades.

To clean up the battlefield and transfer materials, with the cooperation of Qian Zhong's prisoner of war camp, Hu Biao didn't have to ask too much. For these POWs, they also knew that those things were useful. Anything useful, they pick it up and throw it on the train.

Looking at the bulky equipment in the mining area, Hu Biao finally dismantled the power distribution room and generator. When installing explosives in front of the mine, Guo Ziming said: "Sir Hu, do you want to blow up the mine?" ”

"What? Captain Guo thinks you can't blow it up? ”

"Nope! I just think it's a shame! ”

"Nothing to worry about! We can't keep this mine now, so we might as well blow it up. Even if the little devils want to rebuild, it will cost them time and money. Let them know that if they want to dig our mines, they will also pay a price! ”

Guo Ziming, who knew that it was easy to bomb the mine, but it would be very troublesome to rebuild, didn't say much in the end. Looking at the mines that had been blown up one after another, and confirming that there was nothing to take away, Hu Biao ordered to prepare to evacuate.

But before leaving, Hu Biao went back to the little devil camp full of corpses. After about ten minutes in it, all the people who were still alive in the mining area took a restarted train and watched the mining area leave as it gradually faded away!