"Damn, why are there two dead?" Long Wenwen walked to the front with a machine gun, and several guerrillas were collecting the bodies of two fallen comrades.

"Have you ever seen someone jumping up and throwing a grenade?" Meng asked rhetorically.

"What do you mean?" The dragon article is puzzled.

"These two brothers rushed the fastest, you said you threw grenades and dodged the machine gun, seeing that the little devil was buttoning up and jumping up from the ground and throwing it in, you said it wasn't ...... Alas. ”

Meng was annoyed and wanted to scold them for being stupid, but looking at this group of guys who looked at death as home, he couldn't bear it, so he sighed and gave up.

The members of these guerrillas, some of whom were peasants, some of whom were hunters, or some of whom were tailors, craftsmen, or even monks, were not even soldiers.

Before they picked up the gun, they were all ordinary people with flat heads, and they all had their own lives. It was only because of the persecution of the invaders that he put down the flat shoulder and firewood knife in his hand... Forced to take up arms and continue to resist.

But in the face of the battle against the Japanese, they behaved more courageously than real soldiers, and as the regiment said, they deserved to be respected.

There were still two seriously wounded Japanese soldiers in the machine gun fortifications who did not die, but it seemed that they were just surviving, and they would not live long without treatment.

Several of the guerrillas were debating whether to kill them or leave them alone, apparently for the first time in contact with the prisoners.

"What's the ink? Just kill it. Long Wenwen frowned when he saw it.

"Deputy head of the regiment..."Just as they sighed secretly, Zhang Liu walked over.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Liu silently pointed to the village in the distance, just now he had seen the situation through the scope.

Long Wenwen glanced at him suspiciously, Zhang Liu's red eyes and face were a little wrong, why did this guy look bitter and hateful.

Picking up the binoculars and looking in the direction he was pointing, Long Wenwen finally understood why Zhang Liu was so angry.

I saw that in the direction of the entrance of the village in the distance, more than a dozen corpses of ordinary people were wrapped around their necks with hemp rope and hung on the beams of the eaves of the big trees or houses, the corpses had dried up and rotted, and countless flies and maggots were wriggling and gnawing on them.

A few severed heads were poked at the sharp stakes, and there were even a few half-grown children's bodies among the corpses, this terrible scene was really outrageous!

"Fuck! These brutes! "Long Wen was angry when he saw this scene, the little devil is simply worse than a beast.

"Mom, it's too cheap for them just now." Meng was annoyed and said indignantly, he knew that he should torture and torture those little devils well, so that they could also taste the taste of being tortured and killed.

As if there was a turbid breath blocking his heart and wanting to suffocate him, Long Wentie had a blue face and didn't know what he was thinking, and after a while, he suddenly shouted at the guerrilla group: "Which of you has an axe on him!?" ”

The crowd looked at each other and was a little confused, and one of the guerrillas stepped forward and replied: "I have a firewood knife here, I don't know if it will work?" ”

"Show me." As he spoke, he walked over and picked up the firewood knife.

This knife is 30 centimeters long, with a flat cross-sectional head, and an unpretentious blade made of black iron throughout, but the thick back of the knife shows absolute power.

I checked the weight in my hand, and it was not light, and it was okay to chop my head. Usually, ordinary people use this kind of firewood knife to chop wood and chop wood, and the wood will be halved with a knife, not to mention people's necks.

"That's... What are you going to do with a knife? ”

Long Wenwen ignored the inquiries of others, he walked straight to the two seriously injured little devils, randomly found a little devil, pressed it on the sandbag, and pulled the collar on the back of his neck.

Taking a deep breath, the dark wood knife was raised high by him, only to hear "Poof! With a bang, the firewood knife slashed heavily on the neck of the little devil, and because the blade was relatively blunt, it only took three minutes to be stuck by the cervical vertebrae.

The badly injured little devil was already on the verge of being unconscious, but unfortunately the beheading did not make him feel more pain.

Blood splashed Long Wenwen's face, but he didn't care at all, he pulled out his knife and slashed down again.

Long Wen's crazy behavior stunned the people in the seat, and he didn't know what kind of demon he had, so he cut off one devil and walked to the next one again.

"Wait..."

Another Japanese soldier who was shot in the abdomen was still a little conscious, he saw this demon cut off his companion's head alive, the sound of the blunt knife entering the flesh was terrifying, should he also have his head cut off?

Shihang hurriedly came over loudly and dissuaded: "This sir, what's wrong with you?" Slow down, slow down... What are you chopping these skulls for? Give them a shot and forget it. ”

"Great monk, don't worry about Lao Tzu, now you can turn around and look at the head of the village!" Long Wen panted and pushed him away.

From the old farmer he met in the morning, the ninth sister of Old Man Meng's family, to the tragedy in Lotus Town now, everything that happened today made him angry.

Why should the Chinese people be slaughtered? Why can the Japanese, who are inferior to pigs and dogs, act recklessly?

Master Shihang turned his head and saw that there was no need to say much about the tragic situation at the entrance of the village, so he had to sigh and stop talking.

“やめろ…… Don't..."

The Japanese soldier screamed in horror, and Ryuwen kicked him in the jaw, causing him to choke the chirping bird back into his stomach.

"What the hell is it called!"

Long Wenwen grabbed the placket of his shirt and threw it onto the sandbag, the pain of the wound made the Japanese soldier unable to resist, and he could only twist his body with difficulty to make a final struggle.

"Poof!" Long Wenwen raised and fell with his knife, and the firewood knife was stuck in the neck again, and the neck of the Japanese soldier was broken by nearly half, and blood shot out like a fountain.

"Ahh The Japanese soldier who had not yet lost his breath hissed in pain, his eyes widened, the pain had overwhelmed his consciousness, and his body was constantly twitching due to muscle spasms.

Does it hurt? How do the brutes know that it hurts, Long Wen didn't have any mercy, and pulled out the firewood knife and slashed again and again. It took three slashes before the head fell from the bloody neck.

"Phew!"

Long Wenwen rubbed his sore arm and spat blood fiercely at the corpse under his feet, and his heart was extremely happy at this moment

Blood debt needs blood to pay! This is just the first step.

If Tuanza is here, he will definitely do this, but it's a pity that he can't cut more little devils today.

……

Twenty minutes later, Akutagawa, who was chasing after him, rushed to Lotus Town, but the corpses of Japanese soldiers all over the ground made his pupils suddenly condense.

There were three rifles in front of the machine-gun fortification, but there were two bloody human heads stuck in the bright bayonet, and the blood that had not yet coagulated continued to flow down the bayonet and the barrel of the gun.

As the two headless corpses lay quietly on sandbags, their heads filled with horror and reluctance that seemed to tell of their final tragic fate, Akutagawa's freshly subdued anger rose again.

The Japanese soldiers around him were also terrified, they could do such bestial behavior to others, but when the same encounter was inflicted on themselves, the spontaneous sense of fear suddenly made people shudder.

"Yaga! Immediately enter the mountains to start a pursuit, no matter what, we must kill all these Chinese stupid pigs! Akutagawa was furious, and he drew his katana and gave the order.

"Squadron Leader Akutagawa, calm down, the situation in the mountains is complicated, it is easy for us to fall into the enemy's trap, and the wing commander has also issued an order strictly to enter the mountains." Cao Chang dissuaded worriedly.

Akutagawa also knew this truth, but anger almost overshadowed his reason, he was not afraid of the traps of the Huaxia people, but he had to obey the orders of the wing commander, and a sense of powerlessness filled his body.

"Bastard... Damn Chinese pigs! Akutagawa kicked the rifles down, and the head on the bayonet rolled to the side as if to mock his incompetence......

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