Chapter 5: The Naked Child (11B)

"Fire. Kill them all." Kodama was angry at the end. Pointing at the retreating puppet army with the tip of his knife, he shouted the order. The reason why the puppet army was used as cannon fodder to fight the striker before. It was to save the precious military strength of the Great Japanese Empire. Who would have thought that the puppet army would not be able to control their mounts when they retreated. In the blink of an eye. trampled over twenty or thirty of the Imperial warriors of the Kodama squadron. There is a shortage of medicine on the grassland. These warriors who were trampled by the horses' hooves did not die on the spot. I'm afraid I'll be left with a lifetime of disability. You will never be able to go back to the battlefield in this life.

"Da-da-da-da. Da da da. Da ....... "The devil's machine gunner aims at the puppet army fleeing at the front. Shoot bullets of hatred. So many accomplices didn't die at the hands of Tubalu. but died in the hands of cannon fodder who was trampled under their feet. This vengeance. They can't help but get it back for their accomplices. Even if you kill all these puppet troops in front of you. It's hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart.

The puppet army that fled to the front was swept over a whole row like rice harvesting. Falling in a pool of blood. Tumbling and moaning. The puppet army, which fled a little slower, was completely stunned. Hold your head behind the horse's neck. Close your eyes. Continue the rampage. Several puppet soldiers rushed to Kodama before being shot by machine guns. The man screamed and fell off his horse. The mount took advantage of inertia and crashed headlong into the devil pile. The ghost soldiers around Kodama at the end of the day trampled the ghost and cried wolf.

"Don't kill. Shoot a horse. Shoot a horse. Kill the first few rows of horses. Naturally, their speed slowed down!" Shiro Shirakawa's eyes cracked. Push away a ghost machine gunner next to you. Demonstrate in person.

"Da-da-da-da. Da da da. Da Da Da ...... "Although I have always been engaged in staff work. His basic skills are very good. A few spot shots. He shot several horses that were rushing towards him to the ground. One by one, the puppet armies on horseback were planted. Broken tendons and fractures.

"Da-da-da-da. Da da da. Da ...... "The devil soldiers of the Kodama squadron were also reminded. Lower the muzzle. Sweep a string of bullets at the warhorse. This effect is much better than before. Dozens of horses at the front that lost control were shot and killed. Their corpses naturally form a barrier of flesh and blood. The horses that fled after them or stopped. A terrible scream of grief in front of the corpses of his companions. Or take the initiative to reverse direction. Carrying the puppet army on his back, he fled to the left and right sides of the battlefield. No more hooves could land on top of Kodama Squadron's heads.

Nevertheless. Gather the fleeing puppet army back together. It still took Shirakawa Shiro a long time. With the cooperation of several low-ranking pseudo-officers, the losses were counted. The results made him, Kodama Sueji, and Kawada Kuniaki want to cry without tears. In the latest round, which lasted less than five minutes in total. The casualties of the puppet garrison brigade were as high as eighty-four. More than 50 of them were court-martialed on the spot by the Kodama squadron. There are only a dozen or so who actually died at the hands of Tu Balu. Not even a third of those who have been martialed. There were also seven or eight puppet soldiers who disappeared in the dark. It is estimated that it is either a desertion. Either they were drowned by a frightened horse in a nearby pond. In short, it is impossible to return to the garrison brigade on its own initiative to be cannon fodder for the Japanese Empire.

More angry than the casualties of the puppet army, the three Japanese commanders. It was the loss of the Kodama squadron. This reinforced squadron is among the top ten in the Kwantung Army in terms of equipment and training. I didn't even see the face of the dirt road. was trampled to death by the frightened horses of the puppet army. There are more than a dozen others who have broken their arms or thighs by horses' hooves. Since then, it has completely lost its combat effectiveness. If it weren't for Shiro Shirakawa's timely reminder. I'm afraid the number of dead and wounded will be doubled. And their enemies. I'm afraid in that round just now. Not a single hair was touched.

"Come on. Escort Yang Yaozu to me." Kuniaki Kawada reached out to smooth the eyelids of a ghost soldier who had been trampled to death and refused to close. Gritted his teeth and gave orders.

There have been other devil soldiers like dead pigs. Yang Yaozu, the pseudo-head of the regiment who took the lead in escaping, tied the horse reins with a knot. Hear the order of Kuniaki Kawada. Immediately dragged the man upside down to the front of the entire team. Kick hard. Kicked a dog and chewed.

"Spare your life. Chief Kawada spares his life." Yang Yaozu, the pseudo-head of the regiment, had already been scared and his feet weakened. Roll around and straighten your body. Grab the ground with your head." It's not that subordinates want to escape. is subordinate. His horses were frightened. Frightened and uncontrollable. Subordinate. The subordinate killed the beast with his own hands. Subordinate. My subordinates really didn't mean to escape."

"Shut up." Kuniaaki Kawada bowed down and picked up the collar of the neck of the pseudo-head Yang Yaozu. Drag him to the corpses of the devil soldiers lined up in two rows. Identify them one by one." So many Imperial Warriors. Just die because of your cowardice. What reason do you have to continue to live in the world... Give me my knees. Kneel and apologize to them. And then. I'll give you a treat."

"I'm guilty. I'm damned. I deserve death." The pseudo-head Yang Yaozu rushed at the dead corpse on the ground. Kowtow again and again." I'm sorry for the gentlemen. Please give me another chance. Let me wear the guilt and make meritorious service. Guilty of meritorious service."

"Think beautifully." Kuniaki Kawada pulled out his command knife with a "poof". Thought about it. He handed it over to Kodama Soji, who was also furious." Kodama kun. You personally come to enforce military law. See off your brethren."

"Sir, spare your life. Spare your life. I really didn't mean to. I really didn't mean to. Nian in my years for the imperial army saddle before and after the horse. There is no merit and hard work. Just give me another chance. Give me another chance." Yang Yaozu, the pseudo-head of the regiment, heard the sound of the steel knife coming out of the sheath behind him. Push your head hard. Cry out loud.

"Then I'll give you one last chance." Kodama was reluctant to continue wasting saliva for the last time. Kick him over. Twist smiled and raised the knife." Poof" a knife to the ground. stabbed into Yang Yaozu's stomach. The blade didn't go more than half a foot deep.

"Ahh The tied body writhed in a pool of blood like a freshly slaughtered live chicken. Kodama pulled the knife out of his stomach for the last time. but he refused to cut it down again at once. Give him a good time. Instead, he smiled and aimed at Yang Yaozu's neck and repeatedly compared. As if to prevent this person from being tortured for a little longer. I can't vent the perverted yuang in my heart.

The other puppet soldiers who were forced to watch the execution couldn't bear it. They all turned their heads to the side. The Japanese instructors in the ranks saw it. but slapped them in the face. Jean forced them to turn their heads back to the execution ground." Turn your head back. No one is allowed to close their eyes. Who if you close your eyes again. Let him go to the funeral of the man surnamed Yang."

The puppet army is afraid and hateful. One by one, he was forced to turn his head back to Yang Yaozu, who was struggling in a pool of blood. One by one, the body trembled non-stop. It was at this time. Kodama suddenly had a new idea at the end. Turn your head. Pointing the bloodstained command knife at the puppet soldiers. At the same time, an "invitation" was loudly voiced: "You . . Who will see off Head Yang. He has washed away his guilt with blood."

"Boom." A bang. The puppet soldiers took most of the time back in unison. The original ugly and numb face. Instant anger welled up. Yang Yaozu, as the regiment commander, took the lead in escaping for his life when he charged. It is true that military law should be enforced. But Kodama used such cruel methods to torture him so cruelly that he couldn't survive. You can't die. Then he forced everyone to execute their own regimental commander. It's a little too much. Too cruel. It's too lacking in morality. Even if it's numb. And then the people who are dead set on the Kwantung Army. I can't stand this humiliation either.

"I'll come." Just as the puppet soldiers were stimulated one by one to the point that their eyes were red. in the team. Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded. The puppet army turned back angrily. I saw the right hand raised by Xiao Zhongtang, the commander of a company.

"Little Lama. What are you going to do?" Immediately. The anger of countless people has found an outlet. They all aimed at Xiao Zhongtang. Reprimanded him for not deserving of the ground.

"My hands are fast. It can make Captain Yang walk more comfortably." Xiao Zhongtang, the pseudo-company commander nicknamed Little Lama, sighed. Explain it out loud to the crowd. Then he quickened his pace and walked in front of Kodama Suoji. Take the bloody command knife from this man's hand." Disembowelment is the glory of a samurai. Please allow your subordinates to untie the rope for Commander Yang first. And then make a mistake for him. Let him walk with dignity."

"You know what a caesarean section is." Kodama was stunned for the last time. He asked hesitantly.

"My subordinates have been trained in Xinjing for three months. I heard Instructor Matsui talk about the samurai's caesarean section." The little lama bowed his head. Don't dare to look directly into Kodama's last eyes. But the words of the mouth. But it's pretty neat.

It's rare to meet such a person who is still knowledgeable. Kodama's last heart suddenly cherished talent. Nodding. Shouted a command: "Then do as you say. He didn't deserve to be a samurai's gift of death. But I remember that he had served the Japanese Empire for many years. I can fulfill him once."

"Thank you, sir." The little lama replied with a mischievous mouth. Keep your head down. Use the blade of a knife to cut Yang Yaozu's rope. Then straighten the opponent's already limp body against a dead horse. At the same time, he whispered, "Sir. There is no way to do it. That's all I can do for you. A while. I'll help you recite the mantra seven times. Send you to Western Bliss."

"Thanks. Xie ...... "The pseudo-head Yang Yaozu has already entered a semi-comatose state due to excessive blood loss. Heard the words of the little lama. Muttered in response.

The little lama sighed again. Quickly take your body back half a step. Then he waved his hands vigorously. The sword light swept out like a horse. Cut more than four-fifths of the neck of the pseudo-head Yang Yaozu. Only the last bit of flesh is left attached to the limbs. Makes the head hang limply on the chest. The blood spurted weakly half a foot high.

"Hongma, Mima, Honghong......." The little lama immediately abandoned the sword and fell to his knees. chanted the scriptures loudly to the corpse of the pseudo-head Yang Yaozu." Hiroshi Mi Hirohiro ....... "Pseudo Garrison Brigade. There are many people who know how to recite the scriptures. They all bowed their heads. Put your hands together. Chant in unison. In a flash. The expression on his face was neither joy nor sorrow. No anger and no hatred. All that's left is a little bit of exhaustion and a little bit of confusion. Like a group of chilling cicadas after autumn frost. Repeated wails in the treetops. Repeatedly tell me about the last bit of nostalgia for life.