The scene in front of him made Ma Xiaojun's eyeballs burst, and he held the machine gun tightly, but he didn't shoot, staring at the Japanese squadron leader.

The women of the town had long been frightened, but the men had lost their ability to resist from the dead and wounded by the devil's machine gun fire. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info made the women's eyes look dead in horror.

The Japanese squadron leader picked up a woman and walked into a courtyard in the town with an eerie laugh, struggling, and the woman's helpless cry made the whole town eeriely silent.

The wounded man screamed in pain, struggled to his feet, and was knocked down again by the devil's bullet, and the tavern owner suddenly opened his eyes at the woman's cry of helplessness, pulled out the pistol in his arms, and was stopped by the equally badly injured man beside him.

The tavern keeper closed his eyes tightly, his tears streaming down his cheeks, clenching his fists tightly, hating, hating his own incompetence like never before, he couldn't save it, he couldn't save it.

Helpless, helpless, for the first time since Ma Xiaojun became a soldier, he had this feeling of suffocation, he wanted to roar, deeply feeling his incompetence, he couldn't do anything now, even if he had a murderous weapon in his hand.

The eyes of the four soldiers beside Ma Xiaojun have long been blurred by tears, they hate it, but they know that they are not fools, once they are impulsive, the consequences will be even more serious.

Ma Xiaojun saw women being abused by devils and beasts again, and now Ma Xiaojun truly understands the legendary Japanese in the 21st century, the legendary humiliation and unwillingness.

This time he saw something different, not the **** bewitching pathetic woman in the big Shanghai alley, but a woman from a good family, this feeling can't be the same, his heart is like a dagger deeply pierced into his heart and is twisted fiercely, he can't die, he can't live, life is better than death.

Clusters of flames ignited Ma Xiaojun's blood, and streams of miasma hit Ma Xiaojun's brain, his eyes were bloodshot, as if they were about to burst, and blood and tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

Hatred, monstrous hatred, unprecedented hatred for the Japanese grew from the soul, once in the twenty-first century this sense of shame was only in his mind, the vague pain and humiliation in his soul, and now this unwillingness, this shame is so clear.

Ma Xiaojun is a soldier, but also a modern soldier with brains, a smart advanced youth, an outstanding new generation in the 21st century, in China at that time, he had a proud heart, a proud military soul, as the descendant of the dragon that unique sense of pride, now suddenly broken.

"This is World War II, this is the Japanese, this is this era of aggression by Japanese devils, his mother's is not a soldier, it is a bandit, a group of beasts, it is a humiliation that my Chinese will never be extinguished, a shame imprinted on the soul, damn it, damn it!"

Ma Xiaojun's heart roared, his heart changed little by little, and he suddenly felt that he was very lucky to come to this era, awakening the humiliation and hatred in his heart.

"Dog's day, Lao Tzu must make the Japanese pay the price, build a strong army, and let the dog's blood debt be paid in blood, ahh......h

Ma Xiaojun's inner roar can only be heard by himself, this kind of roar is silent, it is an inexpressible pain and emotion, and it also makes Ma Xiaojun make up his mind.

At this moment, Ma Xiaojun is not going to look for Long Zhongtian, looking for a needle in a haystack does not know when he will be able to find it, looking for Long Zhongtian makes Ma Xiaojun think that there is no point at this moment, it is better for him Ma Xiaojun to set up a unit and do what he should do for this world, what a soldier should do.

The Japanese squadron leader walked out of the courtyard satisfied, the woman who was ruined by him, her eyes were empty, the Japanese squadron leader suddenly pulled out the katana x into the woman's body, and under his signal, one by one the women were picked up by the devil.

However, women in China are not all sitting still, many are struggling desperately, they have no weapons, they have hands, and they use their teeth to protect themselves.

Whew, whew, the devil's bayonet pierced the woman's body again and again, slaughtered, and the tiger entered the flock, all of this was covered like this, life was like an ant.

A devil grinned and grabbed a pregnant woman, and under the struggle of the pregnant woman, this devil threw away the pregnant woman's belly with a bayonet, and the baby was hung on the bayonet, and the devil laughed and carried it on the tip of the gun.

Recklessly, the weak resistance of the Chinese woman made the devil very angry, and began to burn wildly, the whole town was on fire, and the Japanese squadron leader let out an eerie laugh in the light of the fire like day.

The resistance of the women and old people in the town became weaker and weaker, and the translator clenched his fists and said to the Japanese squadron leader: "Taijun, they are all defenseless people, if this town becomes a dead town, I am afraid that you will not be able to explain it to Zhongzuo." ”

"Huh?" The Japanese squadron leader glared, looked at the unarmed woman and the old man who had no ability to resist, and nodded: "Well, they have been punished and feel the divine might of my Great Japanese Imperial Army." ”

With a wave of his hand, the Japanese army began to retreat, the translator secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Ma Xiaojun stared at the translator, this traitor didn't seem to be the same as he imagined.

"Could it be that this translator is the so-called curve to save the country?" Ma Xiaojun thought that he had a good impression of this translator in his heart, that Japanese is a language that must be mastered by outstanding officers in the 21 st century, and that the languages of all countries in the world must be systematically studied and recognized by officers.

However, Ma Xiaojun only had a question in his heart about the translator, looking at the retreating Japanese army, Ma Xiaojun's eyes were fierce and ugly.

"They must not be let go and make this Japanese officer pay the price." Ma Xiaojun shouted in a low voice, leading the four soldiers behind him to run to the grove a few miles away as fast as possible.

The town was left with nothing but the grief and helplessness of the people, and the fire burned the whole town, and now the people of the town felt that their sky had fallen, and the earth had fallen.

But they still have to live, live in this boiling oil pot, and what else can the Chinese rely on at this time.

Grief, desolation, helplessness, and weeping permeated the sky above the town, and the mayor fell to his knees and spat out a mouthful of blood: "God......" The old mayor's eyes contracted, and he looked at the dim sky without any sound.

The elderly, children, and women rushed to the side of the men, dead, and still alive, and no one could know about them at this moment, let alone save them from the recklessness of the devils.