Half a month has passed since the landing and clean-up operation in the Irrawaddy River Delta, and about 8,000 soldiers of the New Army of about three regiments have launched an operation to wipe out the remaining little devils on the islands one by one.

There were about 20,000 little devils who were driven to the islands at the beginning, but now less than 5,000 are still able to move, and a large number of Japanese soldiers died of hunger and disease, and even a considerable number of them fell under the butcher's knives of their compatriots and became other people's rations.

According to Fang Jingyao's idea, he was originally going to only besiege and not attack, let them kill each other, and completely starve to death and be trapped on the island.

However, the situation waits for no one, in the only two remaining battlefields in Burma, the delta side has dragged on for too much time, Liao Mingyu has issued several orders and telegrams in a row, asking Fang Jingyao's troops to solve the Japanese army as soon as possible, and divide troops to support the Yangon area.

There was no way, Junzuo's order had to be listened to, so Fang Jingyao transferred the two divisions under his command to the east, and rushed to the Yangon battlefield and the Siam-Burma border to make compromises for the overall situation.

However, these last few thousand little devils still need to be solved, they are scattered on hundreds of large and small islands, if they are eliminated one by one, it will not only consume a lot, but also take time and effort, which is simply unrealistic for the current time.

So Fang Jingyao changed his strategy, sent a large amount of food and supplies to the island, and told the soldiers not to rush to kill everything, capture prisoners as much as possible, and accept the surrender of the little devil.

At first, everyone didn't understand it, but as time went by after arriving on the island, they gradually realized how harsh the battlefield environment was here.

When the soldiers first landed on the island, they treated the Japanese army with one word: kill! Any two-legged creature is a bullet to serve, and there is no mercy.

At first, the little devil was indeed like a lost dog, he was killed quite miserably, and the rest of the birds and beasts scattered in an instant, and hid in the depths of the forest.

The complex terrain is very suitable for concealment, and the small islands can be transferred from island to island by low tide, although the Japanese army has little resistance, but it is difficult to get those little devils out of the jungle on the island in a short time.

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The branches in the bamboo forest moved with the wind, and the leaves were blown to the ground.

No one noticed that there were more than a dozen heavily armed soldiers dressed in camouflage and covered green faces hidden in this bamboo forest.

They were all in high spirits, their grim expressions revealing the meaning of slaughter, like sculptures lying in ambush and motionless, but their eyes were full of shock and fear...

I saw a Japanese soldier wearing a fart curtain hat and ragged clothes by the small pond not far ahead, holding a machete to dismember a corpse, and his mechanical movements and expressions were extremely depressing.

The legs of one of the two corpses lying on the ground were missing, and the body was already highly decomposed, and the fat maggots were all over it, as if enjoying a gluttonous feast.

The other corpse was not very optimistic, flies and mosquitoes flew around the sky, and the stench of rotten flesh and thick water was emanating, but the arm was in good condition.

The Japanese soldier cut off the good meat on this arm with a knife, put it in the steel helmet prepared next to it, and went to the pond to tile some water, and then put the steel helmet on the fire and began to cook human flesh...

This terrifying scene stunned the members of the reconnaissance company who were hiding in the bamboo forest behind to observe.

The little devils are too ruthless, and they can't help but secretly say to themselves that they are used to seeing life and death on the battlefield, is this still something that people can do?

There were a few warriors with weak psychological endurance who were about to vomit, and it was hard to imagine under what kind of encounter these devils would do such a beast-like act.

One of the soldiers' eyelids trembled and jumped, and he seemed to be a little frightened, and then turned on the safety and aimed his gun at the back of the Japanese soldier, preparing to send the brute to drink Meng Po soup.

"Wait..."

Qiu Lin suddenly struck out and pressed the muzzle of his gun.

"Squad leader, don't you have to kill him?" The warrior asked, puzzled. The temper of his squad leader is obvious to all, and he will never be soft when he encounters a little devil who can be killed, why this time...

"Junko, Four Tigers, go... him, I'm going to live! ”

Qiu Lin thought for a moment and then gave the order, not because he was soft-hearted, but because he really wanted to see what this little devil who could eat his companions was like.

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At this time, Ono Tsukasa Ren had no idea of running for his life, and he had been guarding this pond for several days, and the infection of the wounds on his thighs and shoulders was getting worse and worse.

Although the problem of food was temporarily solved, and the two corpses of his former companions could still hold on for a while, his body was getting weaker and weaker day by day due to the injury.

And because of the hot weather, the corpses are also decomposing rapidly, maggots are infested, not to mention the smell, even if it is cooked, there is still a bad rancid smell.

In fact, taste is secondary, the most important thing is the hurdle in the heart, but what can be done in order to survive? Ono Hitoshi endured nausea and discomfort, forcing himself to eat this unpalatable food, and his desire to survive drove him not to compromise with fate.

Ono was still concentrating on cooking food, adding firewood to the fire on his own, but he didn't know that the two expeditionary soldiers had already quietly touched behind him, and by the time he noticed the movement, it was too late.

As soon as he turned his head, the soldier named Junko went up and kicked him in the back of the head, kicking him directly to the fire, and the soup in the steel helmet pot was also spilled on the ground.

Before Ono Tsukasa Ren could react, the four tigers pounced violently, and their bodies of more than one hundred and seventy pounds pressed directly on his body, and then took out the leggings that had been prepared long ago to tie the other party's hands firmly.

"Eh! Don't kill him, the squad leader said he's going to catch him alive! ”

Looking at Ren Onozuka, who was pressed to a purple face, and had no breath in and out, Junko on the side hurriedly greeted, for fear that his brother-in-arms would be too strong to send people away.

"Don't worry, I've got it!" The four tigers replied nonchalantly, and then tied the other party backhanded.

At this time, Onozuka was so hungry that he only had skin and bones left, and he really didn't have much weight, and was picked up by the four tigers with one hand like a chicken.

After a while, Qiu Lin came out of the forest with seven or eight warriors.

Surrounded by Chinese soldiers with camouflage flowers and fierce faces, Ono Tsukasa Ren was so frightened that he thought that it would be over if he fell into the hands of others.

"Squad leader, what are you doing here?" The four tigers sniffed their noses, not understanding what the effect of keeping a little devil who eats human flesh is.

Looking at the unkempt and thin Japanese soldier in front of him, Qiu Lin also felt a little complicated in his heart, according to his usual style, it was a matter of a bullet, but in the current situation, indiscriminate killing did not seem to solve the problem.

The order from above has just come down in the past two days, and let the troops catch as alive as possible, and provide them with food and water.

Although he didn't know why he did this, Qiu Lin could guess a little bit, and it might be of great use to keep the lives of these little devils.

"You killed those two Japanese soldiers?"

Qiu Lin asked for no reason, and the soldiers showed puzzled expressions, could it be that the little devils still killed each other in order to survive?

The reason why Qiu Lin asked this was not without reason, the two corpses on the ground were stripped of their clothes, and although they had begun to decompose, the external injuries on their bodies were still faintly visible.

Look closely... One of them had an obvious bullet wound in the chest, and the other had a half-finger-long cut in the upper abdomen, presumably stabbed with a bayonet or something.

Apparently they did not die of starvation or disease, but were killed......

(End of chapter)