Sure enough, Li Baoqiang heard that Xiao Iso Akikuni was the chief executive of Nagasaki, and immediately asked Ono Jun to translate: "Immediately tell all the Japanese that Xiao Iso Akikuni continues to serve as the chief executive of Nagasaki, and the squadron is only invited by Princess Zhenzi to help Japan recover, and there is no malicious intent." ”

Koiso Akikuni quickly told several surviving Nagasaki officials about Li Baoqiang's intentions, and the news quickly spread among prisoners of war and civilians.

Almost all Japanese people know that this is a rumor and an out-and-out lie, but like a cover in time, this news has become a good shield and placebo in the hearts of almost all Japanese, including Akikuni Koiso.

It turns out that the spirit of Ah Q not only exists in the Chinese, but also in the Japanese.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner according to Li Baoqiang's design, because there is another shortcut in the world called copying, the Okinawa model, which can actually be applied to the construction of the puppet regime in Nagasaki.

But a sudden incident completely changed the course of things, and the squadron turned into a complete beast.

The problem was with a Japanese civilian, an ordinary civilian, so that historians would not be able to find out the identity of the Japanese civilian years later.

The soldiers of his platoon led by Wang Lianhe were in the area of responsibility, collecting the weapons of the surrendered Japanese soldiers.

In fact, the Japanese soldiers who surrendered had already lined up and threw their guns in the designated area, but there were still many weapons in the corpse squad, which also needed to be put away.

Because Japanese civilians and soldiers were intertwined, and the seriously wounded and dead bodies were also overlapped, the process of gathering weapons was relatively slow.

When Wang Lianhe and his entourage walked to the side of several corpses, they saw the fragmented soldiers, and those weapons were also blown to pieces, Wang Lianhe didn't care, and was about to walk towards the next pile of Japanese wounded, when suddenly among the pile of dead bodies just now, a bloody corpse moved, grabbed an automatic rifle, and pressed the trigger on Wang Lianhe's back.

Without warning, Wang Lianhe and several soldiers were shot and fell to the ground, and the other soldiers immediately turned around, aimed at the Japanese who fired, and swept up, and the Japanese face was full of satisfaction, and fell into the pile of corpses again, dead and unable to die again.

"Platoon commander, platoon commander......" The soldiers threw themselves to Wang Lianhe's side and cried heartbreakingly.

"Avenge me, avenge ...... Enmity! Wang Lianhe pointed to the Japanese soldier in the distance, and before he finished speaking, the corners of his mouth were bleeding red foam, and his head was tilted to death.

"Revenge, revenge for the platoon commander!" The warriors hugged Wang Lianhe's slowly cold body, and their eyes were red with anger.

Picking up the guns, the soldiers aimed at a bunch of Japanese soldiers squatting on the ground and pulled the trigger, the bullets rained down, the Japanese prisoners burst out with blood mist, screaming and shaking the sky, the organic spirit captives, turned around and ran, shouting: "Kill the prisoners, run!" ”

Almost all the captives fell into a panic, and the most terrible thing finally happened, the bombing of the camp.

The captives were surrounded by Chinese soldiers, and if they were suppressed immediately, they would undoubtedly hurt their own people. It was this half-minute hesitation that caused a major loss to the Sakura Skull Regiment.

Japanese prisoners of war rushed at several Chinese soldiers in units of more than a dozen people, threw the Chinese soldiers to the ground, grabbed automatic rifles, and then opened heavy fire on the surrounding soldiers.

The Chinese collection team was wiped out, and about 200 soldiers became unjust ghosts, not on the battlefield, but at the moment of collecting prisoners of war.

"Heavy, shoot!"

"Commander, there are our soldiers in there, Commander!"

"Shoot!" Li Baoqiang picked up a heavy machine gun and decisively pressed the trigger.

Anger erupted from the muzzle of the "Tutu Tutu" heavy machine gun, and the bullets fanned out at the Japanese soldiers in the field of vision, and the Japanese prisoners who were eager to try to continue the charge and kill were shot one after another and fell to the ground.

Other Chinese soldiers also understood the taste, and used their weapons to kill groups of Japanese prisoners who tried to flee, and the center of the battlefield once again became a hell on earth.

"No, please, don't." Xiao Iso Zhaoguo's face was full of tears, the muscles on his face twitched and deformed, and he fell to his knees, begging Li Baoqiang bitterly.

Those soldiers and civilians who died under the rain of bullets were living Japanese, Japanese young adults, Japanese ordinary people, just died under the merciless bullets, this Commander Li is not a human, he is a demon from hell, he is a living Satan, he is an executioner from China.

Ono Jun's eyes were full of fear, but he didn't kneel down immediately, nor did he plead, his heart was cold, these ** people are crazy, they are no longer the so-called civilized divisions, they are beasts, Ono Jun secretly congratulated himself on his choice, he would rather live in humiliation than die innocently.

It's good to be alive.

Ono Jun decided that as long as he was by Li Baoqiang's side, there would be absolutely no more dissent.

Li Baoqiang finished venting a bullet chain, tears had already blurred his eyes, in the group of prisoners of war, there were not only damned Japanese soldiers, foolish and loyal Japanese civilians, but also comrades-in-arms who shared life and death, it was his order that killed everyone.

Are you a killer? Is it a demon?

It seems that after arriving in Japan, a sense of anger erupted in the depths of his heart, and the murderous ** broke out.

Li Baoqiang didn't know what was going on, maybe it was the humiliation of the Chinese for a hundred years, which broke out from the inside out the moment he landed on Japanese soil.

Otherwise, Yu Chunyu would have to build a pyramid of heads in Japan, or Gu Shuxue would not have followed her from Taiwan to the battlefield against Japan.

It boils down to one point, Li Baoqiang thought soberly, that is, the generational hatred pressed in his heart, which is the feud between the two peoples, an irresolvable hatred.

In other words, if the Japanese gain power and land on the Chinese mainland, they will still do the same beast-like things as themselves.

No way, this is fate, the fate of two peoples!

Li Bao turned his head emphatically, his eyes were blood-red, staring at Xiao Iso Zhaoguo, as well as several Nagasaki high-ranking officials around Xiao Iso Zhaoguo, rubbing the ground and pulling out the Miao knife, without saying a word, he walked to Xiao Iso Zhaoguo's side step by step, and slowly raised the bright Miao knife.

"あまりに君、どうぞすよ......" Koiso Akikuni fell to his knees, kowtowed frequently, crying and begging for mercy.

The rest of the people also fell to their knees, kowtowing like pounding garlic, and trembling all over.

Seeing that this Chinese demon was red-eyed, the next thing was the head of himself and others, how could he not be afraid, there was no other trick, he could only kneel on the ground and kowtow and beg for mercy.

Li Baoqiang suddenly saw the soldiers around him, and there was also a look of fear in his eyes, and some people couldn't help but take a few steps back.

With a "bang", the Miao knife in Li Baoqiang's hand fell to the ground by mistake.