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Liu Sihaiyang made a rough estimate and was taken aback - this huge crowd of people is at least a thousand.

Outside the tied Chinese was a soldier with a bayonet.

Liu Sihaiyang felt that something was not quite right. He handed the binoculars back to Mazi Face, held the rifle in his arms, and rolled down the hill into a patch of weeds at the foot of the hill.

Pockmark put away the binoculars, and then rolled down as well.

Two men crept forward silently in the grass. When he got closer, Liu Sihaiyang stopped, chose a hidden position, and continued to observe.

The commander of the soldiers was an officer standing on a high slope.

The officer was short and stout. At his feet, squatted a tall German wolfdog.

The short officer paced back and forth on the high slope with his hands behind his back. Liu Sihaiyang noticed that he was limping when he walked, as if he had injured his right leg.

At this time, the short officer waved his arm and gave an order to the soldier beside him.

The crowd slowly stopped. The soldiers used bayonets to drive the tied Chinese to the middle from all sides. The crowds are getting denser and denser, as if a river has converged into a pool.

At the same time, on the south side of the crowd, a long row of Type 92 heavy machine guns and crooked light machine guns appeared in the middle of the crowd. These machine guns formed a semi-circular formation, forcing thousands of tied Chinese.

In the crowd of Chinese, there was a stirring.

Liu Sihaiyang's heart trembled—he already had a premonition.

The short man standing on the high slope called the officer, and casually drew the Toyo sword in the scabbard and swung it forward fiercely

Suddenly, his light and heavy machine guns opened fire together. The fierce tongue of fire, like an orange-red sickle, mercilessly swept down the bound Chinese piece by piece.

The Chinese, who were tightly bound, twisted their bodies in vain, and made a mournful cry on their backs against the night sky. The human body hit by a machine-gun bullet instinctively shrugged upwards and then fell, and on the whole, it looked like a bloody wave of people, suddenly surging and falling

Liu Sihaiyang was stunned by the scene in front of him. The muscles in his face twitched violently.

He jerked down the mid-range rifle beside him, quickly opened the safe, and raised his gun to aim

A millimeter bullet flew out of the chamber with rage.

However, because of the distance, and because he was agitated, he was sick, his body was relatively weak, and his hands were a little weak, so the shot was high - the bullet from the Zhongzheng rifle did not hit the short officer, but only knocked the military cap on his head away.

The short man said that the officer fell to the ground in a hurry, and then rolled over, rolling towards the bottom of the high slope in embarrassment, out of Liu Sihaiyang's shooting range.

The German wolfdog beside him barked wildly. A few nearby machine guns, called their own machine guns, turned their muzzles and fired at Liu Sihai and their side.

Liu Sihaiyang scolded in annoyance.

He said that his machine gun was getting denser and denser, and he had to move his hiding place. The pock-faced sergeant pulled Liu Sihaiyang and retreated deep into the grass.

After retreating to the bottom of the mountain, Liu Sihaiyang suddenly stood on his feet, and his chest fell violently together.

He suddenly felt like vomiting, and he vomited for a while, and there was nothing to vomit in his empty stomach.

A cold flame followed. The flames burned through the cracks in his bones and slammed into his brain.

He stood up and turned to walk in the direction of Linnan Town.

Sergeant Pockface grabbed him: "What are you doing?" ”

Liu Sihaiyang clenched his teeth and squeezed out a hoarse voice from between his teeth: "Lao Tzu must kill that beast!" ”

Mazi grabbed him with a face: "There are devils everywhere in the city right now, aren't you going to send him to death?" ”

Liu Sihaiyang tore open the military shirt on his chest, beat his chest violently with his hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched painfully:

"Why did Lao Tzu hit that shot high, why did he hit high?!"

The pockmarked face still wanted to persuade him, but Liu Sihaiyang suddenly held the rifle and screamed like crazy. Mazi Face quickly grabbed him and covered his mouth hard.

Intermittent whimpering sounds, rushing out of Liu Sihaiyang's covered mouth: "Let those beasts be killed, just like this, kill them all"

The icy river wind rushed in a low voice, and then dissipated silently into the night.

After a while, Liu Sihaiyang quieted down. He gently pushed Sergeant Pockface's arm away and silently tapped the remaining bullets on his body.

Mazi's face was anxious: "Do you really want to go back?" ”

Liu Sihaiyang spit out a few words from between his teeth:

"That guy is missing from under my hands, don't kill him, I can't stand those dead people!"

After speaking, he put on his rifle and walked towards Lin Nanzhen in the night.

He had just taken a few steps when Sergeant Pockface followed from behind. Liu Sihaiyang stood still, turned around and asked:

"What's wrong?"

Sergeant Pockface whispered:

"I'll go with you. If you are not familiar with Lin Nanzhen, you will definitely not be able to do it alone. ”

Liu Sihaiyang's heart was hot and he didn't say anything.

The two walked in silence for a while. In the cold night wind, Liu Sihaiyang's mind cleared up--where to find that short man in such a big Linnan Town?

He stopped and said a few words to Sergeant Pockface. The two of them turned around and touched the vicinity of the small hill where they had just hidden.

By this time, the sound of machine-gun fire on the riverside had stopped. The smell of burnt human flesh was in the air. It turned out that after shooting with a machine gun, he poured gasoline on the corpses of the Chinese and set them on fire.

Liu Sihai and the others lay on their backs, hiding in the grass near the small hill, waiting silently.

When dawn was approaching, he finished the work of cremating the corpses, lined up in two columns, and began to retreat to the town of Linnan.

Liu Sihai raised them and got up, and the cat's waist followed his team.

The morning mist rose and dispersed in the fields by the river. After walking about a mile, Liu Sihaiyang noticed that at the end of his team, there was a soldier who fell behind. The guy burrowed into the grass on the side of the road and vomited.

It seems that the brutal slaughter scene just now made the nerves of this soldier unable to tense up.

Liu Sihaiyang and Sergeant Mazi spread out, one left and one right, and quietly forced over. Liu Sihaiyang took out the bayonet of his rifle from the scabbard at his waist and held it in his hand.

The soldier vomited for a while, and was just about to stand up, when two black shadows pounced on him with a "whoosh". He opened his mouth to shout, but pockmarked face's hands grabbed his neck; He tried to struggle desperately, but Liu Sihaiyang's rifle bayonet pierced the muscles in his back and pierced deep into his heart.

His body finally spasmed and stopped moving.

Liu Sihaiyang untied his backpack, and then disappeared into the morning mist with Sergeant Pockface.

When they reached a secluded bush of reeds, the two stopped. Liu Sihaiyang opened his backpack and looked at it.

In the backpack, in addition to miscellaneous items, there is also a notebook with dense notes on it.

At this time, the sky is not yet fully bright, and the light is still relatively dim. Liu Sihaiyang took out a flashlight in his backpack and turned it on.

Under the light of the flashlight, Sergeant Mazi-faced glanced at the book and said that this was the book of the soldiers.

On the title page of this notebook, they found a line of small print. This line of small print indicates the identity of the owner of the notebook - Kogoro Takahashi, a senior soldier of the 33rd Wing of the 16th Division.

Liu Sihaiyang is now clear: the army that carried out the massacre by the river just now should be the troops of the 33rd Wing; And the short officer who wielded the Toyo sword was supposed to be a commander of the 33rd Wing.

Liu Sihaiyang put away the notebook, and felt a little more steady--finally there were some clues. Next, as long as the command of the 33rd Wing is found, it is possible to find the short officer.

And to find the wing headquarters, there is only one way - to enter Linnan Town.

Liu Sihai carried the formal rifle on his back and got out of the reeds.

Sergeant Pockface walked beside him. The two of them were silent and walked towards the blazing Lin Nan Town.

As soon as the sun appeared, Liu Sihaiyang followed Sergeant Mazi and sneaked into Linnan Town through the ancient tunnel near the Rujiang Gate. As soon as the two of them emerged from the tunnel, they immediately smelled a foul odor - from the decomposition of the corpses.

Liu Sihaiyang discerned the direction of the wind and found that the stench was coming from the direction of Rujiangmen. He raised his eyes and looked towards the Rujiang Gate, and saw a plaster flag floating on the city tower.

At this moment, from the roof of the castle tower came a hoarse cry of exhaustion, like a desperate cry before death.

Liu Sihaiyang decided to touch it over and take a look at the situation.

He and Sergeant Pockface crawled some distance in the grass under the city walls, and then crawled into a large area of ruins. This was originally a private house, but a few days ago, in the battle to defend the city in Linnan Town, it was bombed by his own plane.

In this large area of ruins, there are still several small three-story buildings. The fires that ignited after the bombing of the planes burned the small buildings beyond recognition.

Liu Sihaiyang observed it and fell in love with a small building as an ambush location. This small building is relatively low, and it is less noticeable among the few remaining buildings.

The two of them came to the back of the small building with their waists bent. The staircase inside the building has been destroyed by fire. Sergeant Mazi-faced glanced around, and found no hostile situation, so he straightened up, held the wall with his hand, and motioned for Liu Sihaiyang to step on his shoulder.

Liu Sihaiyang put the formal rifle behind his back, stepped on the shoulder of the pock-faced sergeant, and clinged to the remaining edge of the window on the second floor with both hands. Not long after his illness, he felt that his arms were still weak. He struggled to climb up, and Sergeant Pockface supported his feet with his hand below, and he finally climbed into the second-floor window.

Then he untied the leggings from his legs and threw one end downstairs, the other tied to a stump on the second floor. Sergeant pockmarked face dragged his leggings and climbed into the second floor.

The two of them quietly touched the front of the small building. There are four windows on the front of this building, which are mostly charred. Looking out through the black window, you can just see the tall Rujiang Gate.

Liu Sihaiyang looked at Rujiangmen from a window, and the scene in front of him made him feel sick for a while--On the road under the Rujiangmen City, a thick layer of corpses was piled up, as if a huge "human flesh carpet" was spread. On the bodies of the corpses, some were wearing blue-gray military uniforms, and some were wearing all kinds of ordinary people's clothes

He said that his heavy truck was passing through the city gate hole of Rujiang Gate, coming and going. These cars are driving on this shocking "human carpet".

The heavy wheels of the car ran over the corpse of the Chinese. A cloudy liquid splattered out of the crushed corpse. The internal organs in the abdominal cavity of the corpse were rolled up by wheels and then thrown to the side of the road

The wind blew from the direction of Rujiangmen, and there was a foul smell. Liu Sihaiyang understood: the smell of the corpse that he smelled when he got out of the tunnel just now was from the "human carpet" downstairs of Rujiang Gate.

Liu Sihaiyang suppressed his strong nausea, tried to calm down, and continued to observe from the upper floor of Rujiangmen City.

Soon, an officer came into his field of vision. This is a broad-shouldered and thick-backed officer.

The officer stood arrogantly on the tower of the Rujiang Gate, and behind him stood one of his guards.

The officer carried an unsheathed Oriental sword in his right hand and a large white handkerchief in his left hand—he was carefully wiping his saber.

Liu Sihaiyang moved the telescope downwards and saw that on the city wall bricks at the feet of this officer, nine people's heads were neatly arranged.

It seems that these heads were cut off from the neck not long ago, because from the lower part of the skull, there is still blood oozing out.

Crimson blood spread across the blue-gray bricks, and then flowed down the straight walls, drawing several thin red lines of varying lengths on the gray walls.

These are the heads of the Chinese.

Liu Sihaiyang's teeth clenched violently.

He now figured out that the cry full of despair he heard just now was the wail of the beheaded Chinese before they died.

He removed the rifle from his back and pushed a bullet hard.

He decided to let the figure of the officer disappear forever on the tower of the Rujiang Gate.

After a brief silence, a bullet from a formal rifle flew out of the window on the second floor of the inconspicuous building. It swooped down at high speed at the Rujiang Gate Tower, striking the short officer in the left thigh. The hot bullet pierced through the officer's yellow tweed breeches like lightning, burrowed into his thigh muscles, and completely shattered his femoral head.

This sudden blow caused the officer's body to move forward violently. The Toyo sword slipped from his right hand, fell on the wall tiles at the head of the castle, and then bounced off and flew towards the bottom of the castle tower.

The bulky body of the officer, followed closely by his Oriental sword, and fell towards the bottom of the Rujiang Gate Tower.

The guard behind him was quick-eyed, stretched out his arm, and quickly grabbed the cowhide belt around the officer's waist.

Half of the officer's body hung outside the tower, his hands struggling desperately, and his mouth let out a cry of pain and panic.

Behind the window of the small building, Liu Sihaiyang saw this scene. He frowned slightly, and quickly pushed the second bullet.

This time, his second bullet hit the guard in the chest accurately.

The guard shook his body and was pushed backwards by the huge kinetic energy carried by the warhead. He loosened the cowhide belt he was gripping in his hand. The officer's body drew a straight line of earthy yellow in mid-air, and then fell heavily under the city tower, falling into the middle of the "human carpet".

Liu Sihaiyang's gunfire alarmed the soldiers near the Rujiang Gate. They dispersed and began to search for where the attackers were hiding.

Sergeant Maziyan pulled Liu Sihai and motioned for him to withdraw quickly.

Liu Sihaiyang put away the formal rifle and planned to retreat downstairs. Suddenly, he saw a heavy truck that said he was driving into the city from outside the city. The car was passing through the tall city gate hole in the Yujiang Gate, crushing the Chinese corpses on the road.

Liu Sihaiyang stopped and quickly pushed the third bullet.

His bullet pierced the front windshield of the truck head-on and hit the right forehead of the soldier behind the steering wheel.

The soldier first leaned back, then leaned forward, and fell on the steering wheel. His splattered brains were smeared on the shattered windshield.

The truck lost control and slammed into front of the left.

The officer who had just fallen from the tower of Rujiang Gate had not yet breathed at the moment. He struggled to reach out an arm from the pile of corpses, as if trying to grasp something.

However, it was the truck that had lost control that was coming at him. The car's rapidly spinning wheels slammed mercilessly against his body

After Liu Sihaiyang finished firing the third bullet, he found that Sergeant Pockface had slid downstairs along the leggings tied to the second floor. He anxiously shouted upstairs, "Quick! Fast! The devil is here! ”

Liu Sihaiyang also hurriedly climbed the leggings and slipped downstairs. As soon as his feet landed on the ground, the earthy yellow figure of the soldier appeared not far away. The bullets of the 38 big cover "whizzed" over his head.

Liu Sihaiyang pushed a bullet and raised his hand to shoot. At such a close distance, he barely had to aim, and he could shoot at the target by feeling.

One of the soldiers who rushed in front of him stumbled and fell to the ground. The rest of the people continued to fan over.

Liu Sihaiyang hurriedly pushed another bullet. In this emergency situation, he felt a flaw in the official rifle in his hand - the shooting speed was too slow!

Sergeant Pockface shouted at him, "You retreat first!" Before the words fell, he picked up the "flower mechanism" in his hand and fired with agility.

The body of the spear of the "flower machine" jumped "suddenly" in his arms, and several soldiers were immediately knocked to the ground. The short and fierce firepower suddenly suppressed the soldiers who rushed up!

(To be continued)