Chapter 365: Execution
Many ordinary people in downtown Shanghai have flocked to both sides of the street through which the convoy must pass, starting from the "Xijiao" prison and marching slowly along the streets that have been announced, and the people on both sides of the street are stretching their necks, tiptoeing, and waiting for the arrival of the convoy with great interest.
Such a grand occasion may be rare for many years, and for ordinary people, it may be difficult to see so many small Japanese officers tied up and paraded through the streets with their own eyes.
A main street not far from the "West Prison" prison was crowded with people, and the originally spacious street was reduced by more than half, leaving only a passage four or five meters wide, which could be used by motorcades.
The convoy moved slowly, not much faster than walking, and the soldiers on the car looked at so many ordinary people, everyone straightened their chests, and their hearts swelled with infinite pride.
Most of the devil officers who were tied up in the car had their heads down, and after these devils had eaten a "hearty" breakfast in the morning, these devil officers knew that today might be the day they were executed, and many of these devil officers had gray faces and empty eyes.
Those traitors and dogs were also mournful, their faces were pale, and their eyes were somewhat desperate.
The convoy slowly left the "West Prison" prison, turned a street and drove onto this crowded main street, and slowly drove along the middle "passage".
Many ordinary people even shouted: "Long live the 43rd Group Army!" Long live Commander-in-Chief Ye!! ”
Hearing the tsunami-like shouts of the common people, the soldiers stood even straighter. There was a little joy on his face, and the pride in his heart was a little stronger.
After the tsunami-like shouts of the mountains, a large number of ordinary people began to carefully look at these tightly tied up devil officers at all levels.
"Look, everybody. That is the Japanese general, the commander-in-chief of the Japanese army in Shanghai, Nishio Toshizo! When some ordinary people saw Nishio Shouzo on the first truck, these people immediately shouted with joy, and even pointed to Nishio Shouzo as if looking at a monkey.
The people on both sides of the street are very close to the big truck, and the convoy is coming, and many people near the big truck can clearly see the "respect" of Nishio Shouzo.
Except for Nishio Shouzo. Many ordinary people also found the two devil lieutenant generals, as well as the several devil major generals, slowly driving over with the convoy. Everyone also saw a lot of middle-level officers such as Da Zuo, Zhong Zuo, and Shao Zuo.
In addition to these middle and senior officers, everyone also found more devil low-level officers, and there are many captains, lieutenants, second lieutenants and other officers of the little devils, and these devil officers are the same. Tied up tightly. stared vacantly at the people on both sides of the street.
"Lao Wang, it seems to be Kimura, I remember beating you on the street before."
"Lao Li, that's really that bastard in Kimura, I didn't expect the little devil to have today, haha, I'm so happy."
Some of the people on both sides of the street recognized their enemies. These devils, middle and low-ranking officers, have done a lot of evil before, during the Japanese pseudo-period. In particular, a large number of low-ranking devil officers often lead a few devil soldiers to show off their military might, bully the Chinese people completely by virtue of their mood, and fight the Chinese people whenever they want, and kill them whenever they want.
Some ordinary people died like this, and under the butcher's knife of these little devils, a young man looked at a devil lieutenant with fire-breathing eyes, obviously recognizing this devil lieutenant as his father's killer.
The young man shouted angrily: "Yamada, you bastard, return my father's life, I will fight with you!" ”
The young man was about to rush to one of the slow-moving trucks, and when he was desperately looking for this little devil lieutenant, he was stopped by several civilians.
The young man who was pulled was angry, took off his shoes, and threw them at the devil lieutenant named Jiro Yamada, and hit the target with a "snap", and the sole of the shoe hit Yamada's face hard, leaving a black shoe print on the pale face.
slapped Yamada in the face with his shoe, the young man was in a slightly better mood, and after thinking about it, he took off another shoe and threw it hard. Yamada was like a puppet, motionless, not dodging, and was hit hard by this shoe.
Many of the people around have a deep hatred with these little devils, and suddenly, many people threw things at the little devils in the truck, broken shoes, rotten vegetable leaves, and so on.
These ordinary people who threw things were already very close to the truck, almost one by one, and the little devil officers on the truck were beaten to ashes, and some of the little devil officers were covered with rotten vegetable leaves.
The soldiers on the car did not stop it, at most they dodged, and when they saw that the things of the common people were lost, they wanted to hit themselves and dodge a little.
Many little devil officers suffered, and the traitors and doglegs on these big trucks were the same, they were also disgraced and embarrassed.
In the past, there was the support of the Japanese, and the common people dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, today, these evil traitor dog legs were tied to a strict parade on the street, everyone was very relieved, a large number of rotten vegetable leaves, broken shoes, and even rotten eggs flew to these traitor dog legs.
An old man with a gray beard who looked older looked at the appearance of these traitors and dogs, and said with emotion: "Good is rewarded with good, evil is rewarded with evil, and you still have to be upright!" ”
"Yes! Traitors can't be deserved! ”
"These traitors deserve to die, good Chinese don't do it to be dogs of the Japanese, they deserve to die!"
“……”
The common people on both sides of the street, in twos and threes, expressed their feelings from time to time, and they were very relieved to see the retribution of these little Japanese officers and traitors.
On both sides of the street, in some vantage points, there were reporters waiting early, these reporters and some blonde and blue-eyed foreign reporters, these reporters saw the convoy coming, picked up their cameras and kept taking pictures, and the appearance of these little Japanese officers was all photographed.
The city of Shanghai is relatively large, although it only cruised along a few main streets, and the convoy drove slowly for several hours, until in the afternoon, the convoy toured according to the predetermined streets, and the long convoy began to leave the city and drive towards the outskirts of Shanghai.
The western suburbs of Shanghai.
It's a big empty clearing, and it's also a flat wasteland, and what used to be a desolate wasteland is now bustling with tomatoes, where a large number of fighters and even some armored vehicles, off-road vehicles, and tanks have appeared.
In addition to a large number of soldiers, there are also many ordinary people, as well as many reporters, and even many foreign reporters, who have set up their cameras early and are waiting for the arrival of the convoy.
A dirt road leads to here, the center of the wasteland seems to have been cleared and leveled, and a large number of soldiers have enclosed this place into an open space of three or five acres, and after parading through the streets, these officers of all ranks of Little Japan and the dozens of traitors will be executed here.
Dozens of fighters on the execution mission were ready, and these dozens of fighters were armed with Garand rifles and black scarves covering their faces.
At about three o'clock in the afternoon, a long convoy had already driven over, appeared on the other side of the dirt road, and saw the convoy slowly coming, and suddenly, many ordinary people immediately told each other: "Look, the convoy is coming." ”
A soldier in the middle jumped out of the truck, escorted these little devil officers and the dozens of traitor lackeys, and walked slowly towards the middle clearing, while the tanks, armored vehicles, and off-road vehicles stopped not far away to stand guard.
The colonel was in charge of the work here, and when the colonel saw these devil officers and traitors escorting them, he took a loudspeaker and shouted loudly to the surrounding people and reporters: "Fathers, fellow villagers, journalists, the execution is about to begin!" ”
Hearing the shouting, the vast number of ordinary people became excited, and the whole atmosphere was very warm, everyone stretched their necks, occupied a favorable position to look at this side, and a large number of reporters also took their cameras and prepared to take pictures.
The first to be shot were twenty little devil second lieutenant officers, according to their ranks, from low to high, starting with officers of the rank of second lieutenant.
The twenty second lieutenant officers were escorted over and lined up in the middle of the clearing, and several soldiers shouted loudly: "Kneel, kneel......"
Among the twenty second lieutenants and devil officers, some knelt down indifferently, and some seemed to be wandering out of the world, with empty eyes and deaf ears to the shouts of the soldiers.
The soldiers kicked these devil officers hard, kicked the knees of the devil officers who didn't kneel, and kicked down, and these devil devil officers knelt down, only one person else.
The devil lieutenant officer probably knew that he was about to be shot, but he refused to kneel, and the two soldiers took turns kicking several times but did not kneel, and three or five soldiers finally made him kneel.
Seeing that he could not resist, the devil second lieutenant officer still knelt down, obviously full of unwillingness, and began to shout loudly in Japanese: "Long live the Imperial Japanese Army!" Long live His Majesty the Emperor! ”
For such a shout, several soldiers next to him understood a general idea, and when they saw that the little devil still dared to shout, one of the fighters picked up his Garand rifle and hit the butt of the rifle fiercely, so that the little devil's face was covered with blood.
One butt of a gun, another head of a gun, until his mouth was covered with blood, the second lieutenant's shout gradually weakened, like a dead dog, kneeling weakly on the ground, his mouth full of blood foam.
"Ready to be executed!!"
The colonel in charge of the command held a loudspeaker and shouted loudly.
Twenty soldiers with black scarves over their faces and Garand rifles walked behind this row of kneeling neatly devil second lieutenant level officers, and the muzzles of Garand rifles pressed against the back of the heads of these devil officers, ready to shoot! (To be continued.) )