When Yi Chuan came to Nerima Town with the guard battalion, the last house in Nerima Town also collapsed into ruins under terrifying machine gun fire.

In the whole town, there is not a single intact wall, not a single complete house.

Wooden houses in Japan are generally covered with debris and pieces of paper under heavy machine gun fire, and there are many people around the collapsed houses who are clinging to their heads and have not been swept by machine guns.

When Yi Chuan arrived in Nerima Town, the sound of machine guns was completely silent, and the roar of the engines of trucks and the dazzling headlights illuminated the town, which had been reduced to ruins.

One by one, the infantry formed a battle formation and began to enter the town, gathering all the Japanese who were still alive.

The Japanese, who had long been frightened by the heavy machine gun fire, even remembered the sound of the machine gun in their ears, and did not react until they were pointed at the head by the muzzle, and under the gun, they got up from the ground in fear and were taken outside the town.

An hour passed quickly, and the town of nearly 20,000 people still survived one or two thousand, many of them were still soldiers in military uniforms, some civilians, and most of the rest were dirty ronins.

In the town of Nerima, the 2nd Division consumed millions of rounds of ammunition and killed more than 10,000 people, but in fact, many people did not die, but were crushed. It's under the ruins, but it doesn't matter, it's just a fire.

Barrels of gasoline were scattered among the ruins of the town, and torches set the town on fire.

In the burning fire, you can see living people rolling in the fire at any time, and then they are burned alive.

Those who were inside the house, were crushed by the collapsed building. Inside, the fire made many people who had managed to survive taste what it means to be miserable.

But what is really tormenting is that more than a thousand people who were concentrated outside the town, looking at the town that was lively more than two hours ago, has now become a purgatory on earth, and no one can calm down.

One by one, the captives crouched on the ground, with only lingering fear and worry in their eyes.

The light of the truck shone on the bodies of these prisoners, thousands of infantry around, and a heavy machine gun pointed at these people, Yi Chuan slowly stepped forward and stood in front of the soldiers who were gathered together.

The captives were divided into three groups, civilians, ronins, and those in military uniforms.

Yi Chuan's icy gaze swept over the hundreds of Japanese soldiers in front of him, and his gaze was quickly stopped by one of the captured captains.

With a slight wave of his hand, two soldiers from the guard battalion stepped forward and dragged the captain out of the captivity, the military uniform of the Guards Division had a chrysanthemum logo on the cuffs, and an infantryman standing on the side walked over with a Dazuo saber, handed the saber to Yi Chuan and reported: "Division commander, when he caught this guy, this knife was held in his arms, and it had the words of the Emperor's Imperial Gift on it." ”

Taking the saber, Yi Chuan's gaze swept over the captain again, and said: "Okamura Ninji, born in a declining samurai family in the Shinasakamachi neighborhood of Tokyo, Japan, because Japanese pregnant women have the habit of coring their waists after the fetus is bulging, and he is not in a month, so he was very thin when he was born. Your parents, Mr. and Mrs. Okamura Ninaga, had previously given birth to a son who died young, and they feared that the child would not survive. When naming this child, Ning Yong took the character "Ning" in his own name, and added a word "times" to indicate the order, which is Okamura Ningji, who graduated from the Japanese Non-commissioned Officer Academy when he grew up and joined the ......"

Yi Chuan told the origin and many things of the big Zuo in front of him, but these are not finished, Yi Chuan continued:

"It's a matter of destiny to be lucky enough to meet you here."

Okamura Ninji, that is, this captain, did not say a word, and there was no fear and fear in his eyes like the other soldiers.

On the contrary, in his eyes, he is quite calm and thinks clearly.

Yi Chuan's tall figure, in front of Okamura Ningji, also didn't seem to have a sense of oppression at all.

And for this kind of Japanese soldier, Yi Chuan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and his angular face showed a slight sneer, waving his hand and shouting: "Come on, bring the knives and fishing nets." ”

The two soldiers immediately pulled over a brand new fishing net, which was the kind of net that specializes in catching small fish, and between the small net ropes, there was only a mesh about two centimeters wide.

Two more soldiers brought a table, which was filled with sharp knives, similar to the scalpels used in Western medicine.

Several soldiers came over and stripped Okamura of all his clothes, and tied him to it with a cross.

The sturdy rope tied Okamura Ninji to the wood, and Okamura Ninji, who was not strong in the first place, was like a skinned lamb that was slaughtered.

"In my hometown, there is a kind of criminal law called Fa Ling Chi, which is commonly known as a thousand cuts, and its cruel feature is that the tortured person dies slowly during the execution of the death penalty, so as to aggravate the suffering of the deceased. During the Ming Dynasty, Ling Chi was generally more fine, most of Ling Chi exceeded a thousand knives, and it was more typical that Liu Jin, a eunuch who did a lot of evil in the Ming Dynasty, was cut for three days, a total of 3,357 knives, it is said that after the first day of cutting, Liu Jin also drank a little porridge, and continued to chop the next day. ”

Yi Chuan admired Okamura Ningji, who was changing his face and color, and said: "But you are so thin, I am afraid that you will not be able to withstand three thousand three hundred and fifty-seven knives, but I believe that the surgeon of my field hospital, his precise technique, can cut at least three thousand knives on you, and ensure that you will not die early, you will see your own flesh and blood cut off, you will see your hand bones and leg bones, and you will also see your internal organs taken out." ”

"Yaga ......" Okamura Ninji, said that he was not afraid that it was fake, but he could not resist, he hoped that his misery would wake up more Japanese.

Yi Chuan didn't care about Okamura Ningji's abuse, but still said calmly: "However, I have changed my mind now, I don't plan to let my medical soldiers take action, but let every Japanese present cut a knife on you, the fishing net will strangle your body and squeeze your flesh out of the mesh, they only need to cut it lightly." ”

"Yaga, the descendants of the Yamato nation will not be at your mercy." Okamura Ninji roared angrily.

"I believe that in the face of death, they will make rational choices." Yi Chuan faced Okamura Ninji and smiled slightly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.