It's more like an abandoned dissecting room, surrounded by bloodstains.

My hands were tightly tied to the dissecting table, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't struggle, Xiaoyue's situation was the same as mine.

But it seems that these two people in front of me are not like humans and ghosts, and they seem to want to cut me first.

They wore shabby and leaky Japanese uniforms, and the fascist logo on the neckline was still faintly visible.

Sharp, rusty scalpels clanged in the cart.

It was as if something was stuffed in my mouth, until I spit it out so hard that a mouthful of black blood spread out from the corner of my mouth.

"Girl, are you okay?"

I struggled desperately, and the first thing I said was to subconsciously ask Xiaoyue about her condition.

It was as if she had a ball of sackcloth in her mouth, but fortunately there was no danger to her life.

After all, after having been on adventures together for so long, Xiao Yue also showed extraordinary courage.

At least this time, her "work ethic" is a headache for me.

The bloodstained cart gently stopped beside me, and two living creatures of "people are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts" gently untied the iron cage set on their heads.

Showing the true face on my face, I was stunned as I lay on the planing table.

The two guys were dressed in World War II Japanese Navy uniforms, and they were draped in a leaky white hexagram.

The stiff, shriveled face was expressionless, and suddenly the corners of my mouth turned up slightly, and in an instant I understood what was about to happen in the next second.

I began to struggle as hard as I could, until my skin touched a little bit of cold iron blade, and the tingling pain exacerbated the fear.

“やめろ！”

In an instant, Xiao Yue's scream came to his ears, and the butcher who was about to disembowel me stopped abruptly, and the cold sweat on his forehead slid down his face.

The cold pores are slightly opened, and the drips converge into a river.

I only know that Xiaoyue is a top medical student from abroad who can understand and understand Japanese, but I have never heard her say that she can speak Japanese.

At a critical moment, I finally realized how important it is to master a foreign language. ”

"Girl, you talk to them."

"We are not invaders, we are also Japanese."

Xiao Yue listened to my words, and hurriedly translated desperately in Japanese to the two guys in front of her.

With the hoarse syllables coming out of the throat of the "dry corpse" beside him, the three of them began to talk "Xi Kuala".

Until the heart hanging in my throat swallowed back little by little, I gradually sighed in a cold sweat.

The two little devils in front of me finally believed Xiao Yue's lie, but turned to me and started to tell me.

I don't know what they rely on to make sounds, but I can conclude from the thinking between the words that these two guys have the same IQ as ordinary people.

In the dim light, under the zombie face of the living dead, there are small wrinkles left by the years that have been left behind.

The sharp scalpel rested on my neck, and the dissection table behind me was covered with bloodletting troughs.

Xiao Yue saw that I couldn't argue, so she shouted Japanese again in a hurry.

I could even feel that the emotions of the two Japanese people escalated from disdain to anger, as if they were about to attack me at any moment.

"What did you say to them, girl, I don't feel right."

But Xiaoyue didn't pay attention to what I said, and then another string of Japanese conversations followed.

In the dimly lit basement of the unknown, the invisible atmosphere became even more scorching.

It wasn't until two Japanese people found a few yellowed black and white photos from Xiao Yue's clothes that things turned around like never before.

These two "guys who don't look like people and ghosts like ghosts" turned against each other and fought among themselves.

I squinted at the yellowed, black-and-white photograph that had fallen to the ground, and for a moment it became clear to me.

It was a photo of Japan's announcement of its unconditional surrender and the handover of the command knife, and I didn't expect this girl to be close to her clothes.

"Yaga!"

"How could the Great Japanese Empire surrender ... It's fake! ”

"This must be fake!"

The two of them stabbed the sharp weapons in their hands into each other's bodies desperately, and from time to time they would burst out two sentences of Chinese that were not fluent.

If it weren't for the fact that my whole body was tightly restrained on the unplaning table at this moment, I would have taken this opportunity to kill these two ghosts with a scalpel.

I glanced at Xiaoyue, but found that she didn't notice my gaze, but stared at the photo on the ground as if she was faintly contemplating something.

I am completely immersed in my own world.

The beating between the two finally came to an end, one was seriously injured and covered in blood, while the other struggled in a pool of blood, and finally remained motionless.

Until the little devil who was seriously injured crawled towards Xiao Yue with little difficulty.

Unexpectedly, he just used the blade to cut the belt tied to Xiao Yue's body, and then picked up the black and white photo on the ground and languished in the dark corner.

Like a dying patient.

Xiao Yue was surprised and quickly ran over to untie me, and I looked at the little devil leaning on the corner with her, silently unable to speak.

"Girl."

"You ask him in Japanese why he saved us."

At this point, my heart was turbulent, even as I guessed that this little devil really thought the two of us were Japanese.

They will never think that it is the picture on the ground that has defeated the long-standing "militarism" in their hearts and awakened the only remaining conscience in their hearts.

Because I know how cruel they are, even though I wasn't born during the war of resistance.

But unexpectedly, the little devil who was dying in front of him actually aimed the scalpel in his hand at his chest.

I hesitated for a moment, but at the moment when the blade was about to fall, I tried to thwart his suicide.

Xiao Yue was also particularly surprised, and then in the conversation between the two, she gradually learned that these two little devils were really the survivors of this Japanese military base.

The reason why they have been able to survive so long in the dark is more because they have been injected with chemical drugs that were researched at the base decades ago.

This drug can slow down aging, but it will make the spirit more bloodthirsty, and the blood in the body will gradually turn black.

"If I'm not mistaken, this underground base has been working on a project on how to transform prisoners of war into biological weapons, and it's classified as Emperor's class."

"If the war reaches its final stage, it will be used as a hole card on the battlefield."

My words made the eyes of the dying little devil in front of him shine a glint, and I knew that he should understand Chinese.

Sure enough, in the next second, he nodded his head slightly at me and Xiao Yue, but the blood from the wounds on his body flowed more and more, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

At this time, the girl next to her really started kindness again, and took out the bandage in her arms to take the initiative to bandage her wound.

I sat in the corner, with one eye open and one eye closed, for he was already a dying man.

Even if there are any crooked thoughts, it is impossible to beat me and Xiaoyue.