Pulsatilla Hope looked at the jungle in the distance as if he had no focus, sighed silently before shaking his head:

"No, there are so many wounded brothers here, I can't leave them alone.

I'm just waiting for the Japanese here.

Withdraw yourself! ”

The middle-aged man hesitated for a while, as if he had made up his mind, gritted his teeth and stepped forward:

"Sir, I'll stay with you too."

The sound of chaos behind him had become quieter, and most of the people in the camp had already taken food and fled in all directions.

Pulsatilla didn't turn his head, and after hearing the middle-aged man's words, he was silent for a while before he said:

"No, you can't stay.

If you really don't worry about me, you can wait two days before returning to the camp.

If you have the chance, help me collect the body!

Also, if you have a chance to escape, be sure to find a way to spread the word about what's happening here. ”

Knowing that the pulsatilla had already made up his mind to die, it was useless to dissuade him, and the middle-aged man didn't say much.

But the chances of escaping the island alive are too slim.

After all, this is a small island used to exile prisoners, and no one cares about it.

The only chance may be to wait for the next transport of prisoners to the island.

But no one knows when that will be.

It's hard to know if you'll be able to survive until that time.

But at this time, for Pulsatilla's deathbed entrustment, the middle-aged man could only nod his head and yes.

"Yes, sir,

I'll find a way to sneak back in two days, and I hope to see you again! ”

Both of them knew that this possibility was very low, but the middle-aged man still had a trace of luxury in his heart.

Pulsatilla waved his hand without raising his head, signaling the middle-aged man to leave.

The middle-aged man took one last look at Pulsatilla's somewhat gloomy back, gritted his teeth and entered the camp, collecting some food at random.

When he left the camp, he bowed deeply to the pulsatilla before turning back into the dense jungle.

...................

When the first rays of the sun on the horizon break above the sea level and hit the islands of Fernando de Noronha.

The Japanese camp was already densely packed with people, men, women and children supporting each other, and people who could almost stand normally were standing in an open space.

The corpses on the ground last night have been cleaned up, and the blood remaining on the ground is still telling people about the tragedy of last night.

In the middle of the clearing stood a straight tree trunk, about ten meters long.

Mizuno Nobuyi and Kobayashi Hisaku were standing under the flagpole, and not far from them were standing neatly, three hundred heavily armed soldiers.

Behind the soldiers were the Japanese people on the island.

Everyone's eyes were on Mizuno Nobuyi, only to see him cough lightly and say:

"Subjects of the Great Japanese Empire, today is a moment destined to be remembered by history.

We, the expatriates of the Great Japanese Empire far away in Brazil, the loyal subjects of His Majesty Tenhuang, are about to accomplish a feat.

In Brazil, thousands of miles away from the Great Japanese Empire, a piece of territory located in the Atlantic Ocean is dedicated to His Majesty the Great Tenhuang.

This will go down in history for all of us, and it will also herald the strength of the Great Japanese Empire.

Let us cheer for His Majesty Tianhuang!

Half load! ”

"Half load!"

"Half load!"

After hearing Mizuno Nobuyi's shout, the crowd below was excited, and they all raised their hands and shouted in unison, "Half a load!" ”

After doing this three times, Mizuno Nobuyi said to everyone again:

"Now, in the presence of all of you, we will raise the flag of the Empire of Japan,

It was announced to the world that this island would be an overseas territory of the Empire of Japan from this day forward.

Please join me in singing Tianhuang. ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone began to sing in unison, the Japanese national anthem "Kimi-no-yo".

And Mizuno Nobuyi and Kobayashi Hisaku also sang this song while raising the national flag on the flagpole with solemn expressions.

As the plaster flag was raised, all the Japanese cheered in unison again as if they were crazy.

"Half load!"

"Half load!"

And the bright red on the plaster flag floating high on the flagpole was in stark contrast to the blood red on the ground that had not yet completely solidified.

As if to remind the world that where this flag is raised, blood will be shed.

The crowd's revelry lasted for more than five minutes before it gradually subsided.

After everyone slowly quieted down, Mizuno Nobuyi tidied up the clothes on his body, stood under the plaster flag with a serious face, and said to the three hundred heavily armed soldiers:

"Your Majesty, valiant subjects, though we have completed the occupation of the island.

But on this island, there are still many rats who are unwilling to obey the leadership of His Majesty Tianhuang,

They are recuperating in the dark corners of the island, ready to attack us at any moment.

We must sweep them all away at once, lest they destroy His Majesty's sacred territory.

So, now I command:

All of them were armed and all non-Japanese people on the island were removed.

Let's dedicate a clean piece of territory to His Majesty Tianhuang.

Let's go! ”

After speaking, he waved his big hand.

It was supposed to be a very imposing image, but with his short and fat figure, there was an indescribable funny.

The heavily armed Japanese were the first to walk out of the camp in an orderly manner, followed by old and weak women and children with various wooden sticks and spears.

It turned out that Mizuno Nobuyi was actually taking everyone to hunt down the prisoner who had been defeated by them.

A huge crowd followed the island's paths to the prisoners' camp.

The first destination was the stronghold of the bearded Falk Pinto, but since the bearded man had died on the way to the charge last night, the crowd that returned to the camp knew that the camp could not stay.

You've already swept away your supplies from the camp, leaving only a few seriously wounded who can't move.

Mizuno Nobuyi couldn't even treat his own wounded, and of course it was impossible to treat these prisoners.

At the same time, he did not waste food on the wounded.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to give an order to the soldiers around him:

"Finish them off with a bayonet."

"Hello!"

The Japanese, armed with rifles loaded with bayonets, stabbed all the wounded to death, and in an instant panicked begs for mercy and screams rang out from the entire camp.

The heavily armed soldiers kicked open the dilapidated shacks one by one, and rummaged through all the places where people could hide.

If they find a live mouth, they will be stabbed with bayonets.

The old and weak, unarmed women and children who followed behind them, rushed into the camp behind the soldiers, packing up everything they saw and thought was still valuable.

In the end, a fire burned the entire camp to the ground.

I have to say that the Japanese have an unparalleled talent for the three-light policy.

The places they walked were completely killed, robbed, and burned down, leaving no traces.

The bearded camp was not small, after all, there were about 700 people living here.

It took a whole morning to clean up the camp.

Mizuno Nobuyi and Kobayashi Hisaku are very aware that there are many survivors who have fled into the dense forest.

In order to cut off their livelihood, they had long ordered that all the supplies in the camp be removed, and all the things that could not be removed were burned.

Nothing of value must be left for the survivors.

Even if you can't find them out of the jungle, let them starve to death in the jungle.

After cleaning up the camp, the crowd drove to the Pulsatilla's camp again.

This island is not big, and everyone knows where the respective camps of several forces on the island are.

Therefore, the crowd quickly surrounded Pulsatilla's camp.

In the distance, Mizuno Nobuyi saw the pulsatilla standing outside the camp, and the soldiers around him wanted to shoot the other party directly, but Mizuno Nobuyi stopped him.

Pulsatilla, who was standing outside the camp, had already seen the billowing smoke coming out of the bearded camp, and he didn't understand that the other party was preparing to completely cut the grass and eradicate the roots this time.

Looking at Nobuyi Mizuno, who was slowly approaching him, Pulsatilla Hope was expressionless.

"Mr. Pulsatilla, I didn't expect you to be greeted at the camp gate."

Mizuno Nobuyi seemed to be in a good mood, and came to the Pulsatilla proudly.

"No, you're wrong!

I'm standing here just to tell you that this is my camp.

You're not welcome, please leave! ”

Klee Hope's face was calm, and he looked coldly at the smug little Japan in front of him.

When Mizuno Nobuyi heard his words, he was not angry, and laughed:

"Mr. Pulsatilla, are you old lake painted?

From now on, the whole island is ours, and I can go wherever I want.

That round gets you, finger at you. ”

After speaking, he stretched out his head to glance at the messy camp behind Pulsatilla.

Laughing disdainfully, he said:

"Tsk! Tut! Are you going to stop me on your own, Mr. Pulsatilla? ”

At this time, the pulsatilla also understood that he had no ability to resist at all.

He didn't speak, just stood straight in front of Mizuno Nobuyi, blocking his way.

Mizuno Nobuyi glanced at him, and didn't want to talk nonsense with him more, so he waved his hand behind him.

The soldiers with their weapons rushed straight up.

A soldier was about to stab the old man to death with a bayonet, but Mizuno Nobuyi stopped:

"Don't be so rude to Mr. Pulsatilla, go into the camp and check on how many people there are.

We're going to show Mr. Pulsatilla for himself how I got into his camp. ”

When the soldier heard this, he turned his rifle around, and the butt of the rifle smashed directly into Klee Hope's face.

smashed him directly on the head and bleed, but Kelai Hope did not back down, he knew that he had nowhere to retreat.

But the Japanese were obviously not going to be stopped by him, an old man, and smashed the butt of a gun into his stomach again, making him bow to the ground like a shrimp.

The Japanese stepped over his body and rushed to the camp.

Pulsatilla cried out:

"We surrender! ........ We surrender! I don't know if you can let us go.

It's all wounded, and they don't pose a threat to you.

Please......... We surrender! ”

The soldiers ignored the Pulsatilla's calls, stepped directly over him and stormed the camp.

And Mizuno Nobuyi squatted beside Pulsatilla and said:

"Mr. Pulsatilla, don't say I won't give you a chance.

If you can get all the people who fled into the jungle to come out and surrender to me.

I could consider letting you go. How? ”

Pulsatilla Hopper, holding back the pain, gasped and said:

"Everyone has long since run away, and I can't find them at all.

It's all wounded here, please, let them go. ”

Mizuno Shinyi's eyes were cold, and he said in a cold tone:

"Don't blame me, Mr. Pulsatilla.

I will not accept your surrender! ”

Then Pulsatilla heard screams and curses coming from the camp.

This made Pulsatilla's eyes split, and he gritted his teeth and used all his strength to pounce on Mizuno Nobuyi.

But before he could pounce, Kobayashi Jiuzuo on the side had already raised his hand and shot it, directly lifting his Tianling cover.

Mizuno Nobuyi spat disdainfully, got up and walked towards the camp.

Next, the Japanese copied what they had done in the previous camp.

I don't know if it's because God can't stand the evil deeds of the Japanese, and the sky is still clear in the morning.

In the afternoon, strong winds began to blow, accompanied by heavy rain.

Drenched all the Japanese into soup chicken.