Chapter 110 The conscience is greatly broken

In fact, Mengzi is not a person who takes risks casually. He knows the Japanese too well. Especially in the Northeast, in Manchuria, the little devils have never met opponents, whether it is the Northeast Army or the guerrillas, these teams, whether they want weapons or no weapons, whether they want equipment or not, and some of the many teams, when they spend the winter, they don't even have cotton clothes, and what they hold in their hands is still primitive spears and broadswords.

Most of the time, these resistance forces, like stragglers, fled as soon as they saw the Kwantung Army, let alone fight. Therefore, over time, arrogance, arrogance, arrogance and domineering have taken root in the hearts of the little devils, who simply do not believe that there will be such bold Chinese, there will be such bold troops disguised as imperial troops, will not measure themselves to grab their supplies. Therefore, the little devil did not have the slightest suspicion of this military station.

Mengzi took advantage of the little devil's heart to make a sudden attack.

"Everyone has seen that there are a total of eleven cars in the little devil convoy we are going to rob this time. Listen up, follow the first set of attack plans formulated in advance, and take the signal as the standard, and move together. With this effort, Mengzi once again commanded his subordinates.

Mengzi didn't dare to stay in the back for fear of arousing the suspicion of the little devil, so after giving the order, he quickly turned back and returned to the front.

Back to the front, although most of the little devils have entered the greenhouse, there are still a few smoking and chatting outside the door.

"Yours, the ones who transport the supplies, have worked very hard, all the Misimysi, the ginger soup work, the guards, our work, half an hour to set off, hurry." The fierce man stood in front of the tent and shouted loudly for the little devil who had not yet entered the tent. These little devils are really obedient, and when they heard him say this, they all walked in obediently.

Mengzi saw that except for the two who went to the toilet and the eleven drivers, the rest of the little devils had all entered the tent, and he waved his hand to the brothers outside. These team members outside had been waiting for a long time, and when they saw the fierce man waving his hand, they quickly took their places.

Mengzi calmed himself down for a while, then walked into the tent, saw that these little devils were gobbling up snacks and drinking hot soup, and immediately ordered loudly to the brothers who were serving soup and water to these little devils;

"Your comfort drivers, vigilant work, not here."

Mengzi's sentence is not said casually, it is all in the action plan. As soon as the regiment commander said this, his brothers understood what was going on, and this was a prelude to doing it. These dozen subordinates made a very standard "hi, hi" twice, and one walked out of the tent with an iron box of hot ginger soup in his hand. Mengzi looked back and saw that his people had all walked out of the tent at this moment, and he followed behind his brothers and walked out as well.

Mengzi watched these dozen people walk to each car, and the other brothers who cooperated were already in place, so he decisively raised his right hand and waved it fiercely, which was a signal to do it.

The little devil Shaozuo, who led the team, was drinking the hot ginger soup in the iron box with his head down at the moment.

He was born as a staff officer, so he thinks more about some things than others. This military station has never been before, and he came out coldly, and he really didn't take it too seriously just now. It's just that this military station is a little different from the other military stations on this run: needless to say, it is so enthusiastic, and he has boiled so much delicious brown sugar ginger soup for the team, he looked at the table inside, and saw that there were a lot of snacks prepared on the table.

Although this Shaozo is not too old, only in his thirties, he is also a Chinese expert, before joining the Kwantung Army, he was a highly talented student of a famous university in Japan, and he studied Chinese classical literature, and he still has a certain understanding of Chinese sayings and proverbs, and he doesn't know what's going on. As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a sudden burst in his heart, and a bad feeling instantly spread throughout his body, and in an instant, the cold sweat on his head came down.

He was secretly complaining that he was too careless, why didn't he check it out and let these soldiers in? I forgot about this bit of common sense. More than a dozen truckloads of winter cotton clothes, cotton shoes, cotton hats, and quilts, these things are related to the major events of the Kwantung Army in the Benxi Lake area for winter, and if something goes wrong, your head will not be protected.

In addition, he is in the headquarters, and he can be said to be more familiar with the officers below, but why is this self-proclaimed Xiao Ye Army Shaozuo not impressed at all? According to the right reasoning, even if he has never seen Shaozuo's military rank, he should have a certain impression of such a special name. In addition, his name is also a bit weird, Xiao Ye Xiao Ye's words don't seem to be a Japanese name, if it is according to the Chinese language, it should be "Xiao Ye, Xiao Ye". Of course, if it weren't for studying Chinese literature, Shao Zuo wouldn't be able to associate it like this. Coincidentally, he is really a Chinese expert, and he has studied China's broad and profound language.

When he thought of this layer, he frightened himself first. If it is really as he thinks, then this military station is a trap, a trap, and he and this group of samurai under the Emperor of Japan, the most capable of fighting, may die here. No, I can't just die here without knowing it.

Now even Shao Zuo didn't expect that his head would turn so fast. He wants to find a backpad, to catch this "little master" Shaozuo in his hands, as long as he has him, whether it is true or false, he is not afraid, isn't there an idiom in China called throwing instruments and avoiding rats? That's what we want. But when he looked up and found that this Shaozuo was no longer in the tent, he turned around unwillingly and looked around, this look almost scared him away, what kind of hot soup and brown sugar, even if it was ten times hotter than these things, he was now cold.

The reason why he was so frightened that he almost turned his back was because he saw that at the moment when he imagined these things, in the huge tent, there were more than fifty people, none of them were outsiders, and none of the people who served tea and water just now were gone at this moment, and they were all gone, and the rest were his own people's subordinates. Look at his subordinates again, one by one, like pigs, still burying their heads in desperate eating and drinking.

"Yaga, stupid pig! All stopped, Missy's don't, ready for battle. Shaozuo's conscience is greatly broken, and his conscience is broken. Our fools, theirs, the work of the volunteers. Shao Zuo threw the iron box he liked to the ground, and shouted loudly, holding the scabbard on his waist with his left hand and the handle of the knife with his right hand.

In all conscience, this little devil can be regarded as a qualified soldier, but now he has to admit that he is unlucky. Because he was born at the wrong time, when the old devil sowed, he didn't expect to meet the fierce son, the king of Hades, and he didn't choose the right time.

Although Shao Zuo reacted relatively quickly and realized the imminent danger, it was a pity that he was still a step too late, and as soon as his right hand grasped the handle of the war knife, he was not allowed to pull the knife out.

Shaozuo shouted loudly just now, and the little devils in the shed did not all react, one is because for more than half a day, they are standing on the car bumpy, cold and hungry, and in addition to the cool breeze of autumn, they have long been unable to stand it, and they are more excited to see this hot ginger soup than their own father, so most people's attention is focused on "Missy". The second is that the little devils are drinking the soup while talking to each other, praising how delicious the ginger soup is, how delicious it is.

"You're not right, this ginger soup tastes very bad, and it's not pure work." After taking a big sip, the little devil took a deep breath and said.

"Mixi, you're not right, the ginger soup is very good, I like it, the authentic brown sugar ginger soup, you don't understand, I know, the faint taste of sake, wow, I think of the beer in the nightclubs in Tokyo, mine is drunk." The other little devil retorted with an intoxicated look.

Actually, these two imps are right. The first one said that the ginger soup didn't taste good, and that was because there was a big bubble of urine in it. With so much urine stirred in it, you can imagine what it tastes like. The other one says that it tastes like sake, but the ginger soup is soaked into this big bubble of urine, and when you stir it again, it really tastes like sake.

Therefore, the hoarse screaming of the little devil Shaozuo just now did not remind all the little devils, but the people around him reacted with him.

But now it was different, the tent that was originally closed suddenly only one shed remained, and all the windshields around it were torn off, and the biting cold wind blew in all at once. Even the most greedy pigs will react.

Just when these little devils were stunned, the sound of machine guns that wanted to kill people sounded like bursting beans. Six machine guns, divided into two different directions, swept towards the forty or so little devils.

Dada These six machine guns have three in the north and three in the west, which just encloses this large tent in a semicircle, and this tent is only about 100 square meters in total. Six machine guns, left, center, right, up, middle, and bottom, you just want to run, but you can't run away.

The machine gun bullet hit the human body at close range, a bullet is a blood flower, under the noon sun, the blood flower is even more blood-red and dazzling, which makes people a little dazzling.

As soon as the machine gun went off, the little devil blew up the battalion. Those who called their fathers, those who called their mothers, those who wanted to run in the direction of the car, and those who lay down on the spot, but most of them still didn't wait for a reaction, so they fell in a pool of blood and went back to their grandmother's house.

The dozen or so little devils next to the little devil Shao Zuo reacted relatively quickly, and as soon as the machine gun rang out, they pressed Shao Zuo and lay down in the middle of the ground, and then quickly pushed a few tables and dragged them to the side, forming a protective circle.

"Yaga, the great cunning of the volunteers, the bad conscience, the dead, the dead, shoot, shoot!" This Shao Zuo is really amazing, at this time, he has not forgotten his command, lying on the ground, his eyes closed, shouting indiscriminately.

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