I had an idea, first opened my mouth and let them see my red and swollen tongue that I was chewing hard to keep myself awake in the severe blood loss situation, indicating that I could not speak now, and then made a gesture of "everyone be calm", threw away the Grim Reaper sniper rifle and two Desert Eagle pistols, and slowly took out the "samurai" medal that I had just picked up from my arms.

The soldiers who can be assigned to guard the entrances and exits of the passage alone must be the most elite combat heroes in the army, and I am betting that this "samurai" medal made of sterling silver can represent a high honor in this army!

Several old men looked at the medal in my hand in a daze, and they were so excited that their eyes straightened, and they didn't know what they were muttering about constantly, and one of them looked like a small leader, and with a respectful gesture, took the medal from my hand, and looked at the wall lamp that was the same as them, and had not finished for sixty years, for three minutes, before suddenly shouting something. Several old fellows suddenly let out a wild cry together, some pulled out their bayonets and slashed at the wall, some sat directly on the ground and wailed, and some hugged each other and shouted and laughed, and the whole scene was a mess.

I took advantage of their inattention to quietly take out the translator from their body, intoned the translation language from Indonesian to Chinese, and then pretended to comb their hair and stuffed the translator into my ears.

Soldier A, who sat on the ground and cried loudly: "The Great Empire has not forgotten us soldiers, and our decades of waiting have finally not been in vain!" ”

The old guy who was trembling with excitement when he grabbed the samurai medal looked at me for a while, then at the medal, and muttered to himself, "Only our strongest samurai can insist on finding our underground base despite so many serious injuries." That's right! He, like our Tengyuan Shaoza, is the best battle hero! ”

The guys who were screaming and jumping were shouting, "Long live this empire!" The time has finally come for our counteroffensive!! Although we are all old, we can still pull the bolt, we can still throw grenades, we can still go to the battlefield, and we can still serve the Great Empire! ”

It is undeniable that I was moved by them on the premise of temporarily discarding the national position!!

They are murderers, and the hundreds of corpses stacked on top of each other are evidence of their guilt that they can't hide, but they are the best and best soldiers!

What kind of soldier can live in this underground base for sixty years without regrets? What kind of soldier is it, who is obviously old and will die at any time, but when he hears the news of the motherland, he can still cheer, and even think of going to the battlefield to charge?

This is the true bushido of World War II!

This is the most fundamental reason why during World War II, when a small country invaded China for eight years, and was able to compete with the United States, the most powerful country, on the sea!

There was a sudden buzzing sound in the corridor, and when I heard it, it was like a whispering cry, and there was a terrible howl, and I was stunned for a moment and quickly understood that it was the strange sound of the underground active volcanic activity, which drove the underground underground underground veins and molten caves to resonate.

"Ahh Not again!! Go away, don't look for me!! Go away, don't look for me......"

Several soldiers threw away their weapons at the same time, hugged each other tightly and cried loudly, I rubbed my eyes vigorously, where was the shadow of the bushido spirit in them?

"They're coming to us again! Behold, they all came out of thence...... Close the door, close the door, they're going to run out......"

The soldier holding the samurai medal screamed as he pointed to a steel door, the muscles of his face twisted together with absolute fear, and he fell headlong in one breath, apparently suffering sudden cardiac death from overfright.

I saw a handle on the steel box door he was pointing to, and I strode over it, turning the handle vigorously with my uninjured right hand.

"Don't!" One of the soldiers rushed over, and I couldn't see that he could move so flexibly at such an age, and he grabbed my arm and shouted, "You can't open this door, once they all rush out, we will all die!" ”

I slapped him back, retrieved the samurai medal from the soldier who had been scared to death, held it aloft, and glared at the soldier who was clutching my arm. He scolded in a muffled voice: "Eight Geyalu! ”

The soldier who had slapped me looked at me with respect, bowed his head sharply and shouted, "Hey! You're right, we shouldn't be afraid of a group of people at all! We say that the soldiers of this empire will not be afraid of any enemy, let alone a group of garbage that will die in our hands!! ”

I ignored him anymore, turned the handle hard, and the steel door dozens of centimeters thick slowly rose, and when I finally stood at the door and looked inside, I was stunned, I was really stunned!

It can be said to be sad, it can also be said to be shocking, it can be said to be spectacular, I was stunned by the scene in front of me, and I admired the old guys around me who were at least eighty years old! They can stay here for decades, not scared to death or crazy, it's fucking strong enough and persevering enough to be domineering!

If you kill someone and bury him under your bed, will you sleep peacefully at night? Do you often dream that the other person stretches out a pair of hands to ask for your life? If you think you're bold enough to kill one, what about ten, a hundred, a thousand buried under your bed?!

Even the resentment of those people before they die will always be pressed in your heart, making you more and more nervous, right?

This is a 100-meter-long, 50-meter-wide closed room, densely packed with countless bones, the surrounding walls are full of finger scratch marks, close my eyes, I seem to be able to hear the screams of nearly a thousand people who were suffocated to death before they died, this is actually a slaughterhouse that suffocated nearly a thousand people alive!

I suddenly remembered the steel doors I had passed along the way, and I pulled out the handle on the door box, raised the torch and strode back, and the soldiers ran and followed me.

Four steel doors, nearly 4,000 corpses, staring at this piece of dry bones, I only feel chills all over my body, I am not angry at their atrocities, I just suddenly thought of an absolutely important question, if these corpses are the Chinese aborigines who originally lived on Ping'an Island, then where the "Chinese" who are now living on Ping'an Island and let their wives be annihilated by others jumped out of the?!

I burst out with murderous aura all over my body, glaring fiercely at the few soldiers who were trembling with my momentum, but their eyes were becoming more and more respectful, and a strange and wonderful thought suddenly surged in my heart: "The 'Chinese' natives living on the island now, shouldn't they all be a bunch of dogs?!" ”

I casually pointed to a soldier and made a gesture of "you lead the way in front", saying that the strong in this unit are respected, and it is my duty to obey the orders of my superiors. These soldiers are old and dying, and they are still only holding the rank of a second-class private, and as long as they stay in the army for a few days, they are higher in rank than them. They apparently understood this, and when they saw my instructions, they followed them together.

Without squinting, I swaggered and followed a few of my own soldiers towards the core of the base, and as I passed by the position that had just been surrounded by them, I picked up the two Desert Eagle pistols that I had dropped.

When I opened the steel box door, my vision suddenly opened up, and I actually followed those soldiers into a natural cave with thousands of square meters. What surprised me the most was that there was a hole nearly ten meters wide above my head in this hall, and the sunlight poured in through this round hole, although it could not be said that there was enough light, but it was enough for me to see the current situation of the entire hall.

These soldiers carved out a platform six meters long and three meters wide on one wall of the hall, and painted a large national flag in red and white. Next to this national flag, there are portraits of Emperor Saimoto and Okamura Ninji, the number one war criminal in Saimoto, but due to their age, the two portraits have oxidized and the picture is a little blurry.

Two soldiers who looked the youngest but also had white hair were vigorously turning a hand-cranked generator, and in front of the oldest-fashioned transmitter, the signal soldier said that the signal soldier had a serious face, and in the voice of Di Di Dada, he used the telegraph code, which had long since been discontinued, to send a telegram to the headquarters that had been abolished.

Dozens of soldiers sat expressionless like an old monk sitting in meditation, taking turns to sit in the place where the sun was shining to receive the sun, maybe it was already lunchtime, someone brought out a box of cans from the warehouse that I don't know what age it was, these soldiers could share a can, only the transmitter and the two soldiers who pushed the generator could enjoy more food, and after slowly eating, everyone returned to silence.

I could never believe that there were people in this world who could live a full sixty-one years in this way! Lacking food, lack of sunshine, no vegetables, no hope and no future, they are like a group of ghosts forgotten by history, where they survive mechanically, waiting blindly and alone, and only when their eyes turn to the flag carved into the wall, a glimmer of brilliance suddenly flashes in their dull eyes.

They're a fucking bunch of good soldiers!

The question is, why did this unit establish this underground base on Ping'an Island, and what was the purpose of leaving this loyal force behind?

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