PS: I recommend the old book "Dominating South Asia" by East China!

"Takeshi Noda, adjutant of the 3rd Brigade of the Katagiri Wing of the 16th Division of the Great Japanese Empire, with the rank of second lieutenant, may I ask who your Excellency is?" Noda stood up, not afraid of the muzzle.

In fact, by this time, he also understood that his life had come to an end and that fear no longer had any meaning.

What he wanted to know was at whose hands he had died.

He doesn't speak Chinese and still speaks Japanese, but he hopes that the other party will let him speak, or find a translator who can understand.

"Your name is Takeshi Noda?" Leng Feng was slightly surprised, if it was another Japanese officer, he was not interested in talking at all.

A small Japanese second lieutenant is not enough for him to let go of his body, and he can't even look down on the Japanese army, let alone a little second lieutenant.

However, this Takeshi Noda is a little different, he is more famous than those Japanese soldiers and even generals.

He is one of the protagonists of the famous "killing race", and the other is Toshiaki Mukai, they are both second lieutenants in the army, one is an adjutant in the infantry brigade, and the other is an artillery squad leader.

On the way to attack Nanjing, the two of them engaged in a murderous contest aimed at killing Chinese.

See who killed a hundred Chinese first, mainly with knives to kill civilians.

Along the way, each of them killed more than 100 innocent Chinese civilians, and it was this kind of cold-blooded and brutal act that, in the eyes of the Japanese military correspondents, was a great heroic act.

They also vigorously publicized this so-called bravery in the newspapers, and also took pictures of them killing people to promote the bravery of the samurai who acted in this way.

The two shameless executioners were promoted as imperial heroes, leaving behind the most shameless in human history. The most ridiculous scene.

It has also proved to the whole world that Japan launched a brutal and inhumane war of aggression, which is also one of the powerful evidence of their massacre.

Leng Feng knew that these two executioners belonged to the 16th Division, but he didn't expect that this Japanese second lieutenant with a small beard was actually Noda Takeshi, one of the murderers.

This is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!

"How many Noda Takeshi are there in the Sixteenth Division?" Leng Feng asked.

Takeshi Noda was taken aback. The officer looked very young, and he actually spoke fluent Japanese.

This shows that he clearly understood his shouting just now, but he didn't stop shooting, and Noda Takeshi realized that this Shina officer was a difficult character to deal with

"I'm the only one!"

"That's right, Cong Hu!" Leng Feng smiled coldly, waved his hand at Cong Hu, do you still use nonsense, this kind of executioner. Directly cut things.

Takeshi Noda's face changed, and he suddenly pulled out his katana.

"What are you doing, you still want to resist?"

"No, as a samurai, I want to have a one-on-one joust with Your Excellency, and if I win, Your Excellency will let me and my duty officer leave, and if I lose. You take my life! Takeshi Noda shouted.

"Joke, why should I fight you. What are you? ”

"Yaga, the honor of the samurai of the Great Japanese Empire cannot be slandered, and Your Excellency, as a soldier of China, should know how to respect your opponent!"

"Childish and ridiculous!" Leng Feng stretched out the muzzle of the gun in his hand and pressed it against his head, "You are the aggressor." Enemies, treat enemies, we can only destroy, what's more, you are not qualified for me to respect at all. A murderous executioner, you'd better put down your knife, or I can kill you with one shot right now!" ”

"Yaga!"

Leng Feng pulled the trigger without hesitation, and a bullet instantly pierced Noda's eyebrows and exploded from the back of his head.

Bang!

The command knife fell to the ground, and Takeshi Noda knelt down with a puff of unwilling eyes, and then fell forward, turning into a cold corpse.

"Stubborn!" Leng Feng scolded.

"Take pictures and search your body, this is a Japanese second lieutenant, maybe there will be some good things." Leng Feng commanded, "Don't get your clothes dirty, they're useful." ”

"Yes!"

"Big brother, a diary, a pen, and silver dollars, several gold rings, jade bracelets, what kind of paper ticket is this, colorful and green, and a foreign devil is printed?"

"That's dollars, it's money?"

"The tiger has never seen the world, this is hard currency, the money of the Americans ......"

"Is Americans' money different from ours?"

"Haha......"

Leng Feng took it and counted it, there were quite a few, there were seventy or eighty yuan, and there were a lot of fiat currencies, two or three hundred.

What Leng Feng valued most was the notebook found on the duty officer, which recorded some records of Takeshi Noda's murder.

"Are you Takeshi Noda's duty officer, or Toshiaki Mukai's duty officer?" Leng Feng asked, the officer on duty who was frightened and his legs trembled, he didn't kill it for the time being.

"I, I'm ......" The Japanese officer on duty saw Noda Takeshi being shot with his own eyes, and he was already stupid and terrified.

"I see, give him a good time!" Leng Feng looked through the diary and already knew that this officer on duty was from Toshiaki Xiangjing, and it was recorded that their new round of "killing competition" had started again.

They swapped duty officers and recorded the number of killings for each other.

"No, don't kill me, I say, I say ......"

"Everything you want to say is in this book, so, I don't need you anymore." Leng Feng raised his notebook and said coldly.

"I, I know a lot of information about the Empire, I can tell you, please don't kill me." The officer on duty was really frightened, and suddenly knelt on the ground and pleaded.

"Boss, didn't you say that the Japanese are not afraid of death, why is this kid so cowardly?" Wang Bin scolded with disdain.

"Not all Japanese people are not afraid of death, there are always one or two exceptions, let us run into it?"

"I don't need your intelligence, but I can give you a chance to live, and as long as you promise, you can survive."

"Your Excellency, you say!"

"Go back and bring a word to Toshiming Muki, just say. Sooner or later, I will find him and recover his blood debt on us Chinese. Leng Feng said.

"Is that all, Your Excellency?"

"That's it!"

Leng Feng let go of the duty officer named Akashige (apocryphal), and returned other personal belongings to him in addition to the record book.

"Boss, just let him go. Too cheap for him? ”

"He is a duty officer, there should be no blood on his hands of us Chinese, and I let him go, I also want to plant an eyeliner in the Japanese army." Leng Feng explained.

"Let this guy be a spy for us?"

"Everyone else is dead, and he goes back alone, so he just goes back, I'm afraid there will be no good fruit to eat?" Yao Heizi said.

"That's his own business, and besides, he has the handle in our hands now. Unless he is bent on death, he will be used by me. Leng Feng said.

"Let's go, take away the weapons and ammunition of the Japanese army!"

Inspirational Club.

"What's the matter, have the people found out, and have anyone been injured or injured?" Leng Feng saw that Wu Xiaoyun and the others had already arrived first.

"Sir Leng, we have rescued more than 200 civilians and are counting and treating the wounded. Five of us were wounded and two were wounded. Three abrasions, but none of them affected the movement. With a hint of gratitude, Du Shan reported.

"Okay, what about the casualties of the common people?" Leng Feng asked, "How's the mood?" ”

"The casualties are not small, and the emotions are a little emotional. However, some people did not follow us, and when we rushed over, they ran back on their own. ”

"How many are there?" Leng Feng was indifferent.

"Thirty or forty."

"Didn't they go back looking for death?"

"The Japanese will definitely go back, when the time comes. They just can't run if they want to. Wang Bin said indignantly.

"Okay, first reassure the people, and then send them to the international safety zone, where they should be better taken care of." Leng Feng said.

They are not saviors, it is enough to do their best.

"Boss, Boss......"

"What's wrong, Song Yunfeng?" Song Yuanfeng ran over with blood on his hands.

"Boss, a teenager ran too slowly, and he was shot by a Japanese gun in the chest, close to the heart, and I couldn't deal with it." Song Yunfeng explained in a sweat.

Worst!

Leng Feng said secretly, in his own team, Song Yunfeng is just a half-hung doctor, it is okay to treat ordinary gunshot wounds, but it is not okay to have surgery, open the chest, and take bullets.

What's more, this is not a hospital, there is no operating room, and there is no supporting medical equipment, and now, where to find a surgeon?

"How long can the patient last? In what place? ”

"In the treatment room, there is a small operating table, and in my experience, it can only last for half an hour at most!"

It was great to have an operating table.

"Sir, sir, please, save my son, save my son, he's still young......" At the door of the treatment room, a woman in her thirties knelt down in front of Leng Feng with a puff, crying and pleading.

She was the teenager's mother, and her husband was anxious.

"This sister-in-law, you get up first, we will try our best to save your son, please rest assured, okay?" Leng Feng helped the person up, "Let's go, Yunfeng, let's go and have a look first." ”

There is a small medical room in the Inspirational Club, which is very well equipped, and there is a shadowless lamp, but there is no electricity at the moment, and there is a generator.

The injured person was a teenager about seventeen or eighteen years old, looking at the clothes, he should still be in middle school, the slurry school uniform had turned white, and his delicate and thin face was slightly stubborn.

The man was unconscious, and although the bullet did not hit the heart, there was no lot of bleeding in the chest, and if he did not receive timely medical attention, he would probably stop breathing for a short time.

It is the age of the flower, and it withers like this, which is too cruel.

In the simple operation room, Leng Feng saw Zhou Xue, at this moment, this arrogant woman was actually wearing a white coat and was a serious doctor.

"Who let you in, you are a student of architecture and demolition, what kind of mess?" Leng Feng was angry at a glance.

If this woman hadn't been left by Wu Xiaoyun by name, he would have kicked it out a long time ago, and his team doesn't need such a "talent" with personality now!

"The surname is cold, I took gunpowder, didn't you see that I was medicating the wounded to stop bleeding again?" Zhou Xue didn't wait to see Leng Feng either.

"It's just you, it's good not to add to the chaos!"

"How do you know that I can't do it, before I went to England to study, I studied pre-medical in China for a year, and my medical skills are much better than the one under you!" Zhou Xue pointed at Song Yunfeng with his hand.

Song Yunfeng's cheeks were slightly red, Zhou Xue was not wrong, his half-baked level was really not as good as Zhou Xue's former professional background.

"Have you really studied?"

"I don't believe it, you go and ask your stupid woman Wu Xiaoyun, I saved her life!" Zhou Xueqiong's nose turned up slightly.

"You saved Xiaoyun's life?" Leng Feng was surprised, why didn't this Wu Xiaoyun say it to himself, yes, this kind of private matter, he wouldn't say it to anyone if he changed.

"Since you have studied medicine, you are better than those who don't understand, then you and Yun Feng will be my assistants, and now you will start operating on patients." Leng Feng ordered.

"Now, you?"

"Could it be you?" Leng Feng had already walked over, picked up a surgical gown hanging on the wall, and prepared to go into the changing room next to him to change.

"The patient needs to be transferred immediately, and it must be fast, you should arrange a car to take him to Jinling University Hospital, I know their surgeon, Mr. Wilson, he should still be in Nanjing at the moment......"

"Do you think the patient will last until we take him to Jinling University Hospital?" Leng Feng turned around and asked.

Zhou Xue was speechless.

From here to Jinling University Hospital, it will take at least half an hour, which is still usual, and now, I am afraid that I will not be able to go twice as long.

And the wounded can only hold up for half an hour at most, that is, if they are not delivered, there are no people. (To be continued......)