For the first time in a white-knuckle battle, the Japanese marines lost.

It's not that they're timid, it's not that they're not skilled, it's not that they don't want to resist.

It was a three-second bright light, and the eyes had just adjusted to the light, and suddenly fell into absolute darkness.

As long as it is a human being, whether it is strong or not, willing or not, it cannot escape this physiological "blindness".

It's like facing a mushroom bomb, whether you want to or not, you have to kneel all the time, wag your tail like a dog, and you don't dare to dust off the soil on your knees for decades.

The Japanese Marines were faced with nothing more than teenagers with bayonets tied to their shoulders.

But who can a blind man beat?

When the formation was crushed by the reinforced pistol platoon led by the commander of the Tao company, and the teenagers behind them mended their swords, for the first time in a white-knuckle battle with the Chinese army, the Japanese were afraid.

Not afraid of their stabbing skills, but afraid of their endless tricks.

The collapse of a soldier is often instantaneous.

The screams of their comrades, the officers had been killed in the first two attacks, and the Japanese Navy Marines, who had completely lost their command, were scattered.

They also had a team of more than 700 men, and they were chased around like smoked ants by a platoon of pistols with a group of hairy children. Face to face with the teenager's bayonet, they all knelt on the ground and held their guns above their heads.

Morale collapsed, and all the soldiers had in their hearts was fear.

Never, ever since they came to this land, they had never been so frightened.

At least tonight, no one will think that anyone has what it takes to take that place full of cunning monsters.

Without the support of support shots and artillery, the tall warehouse was like an angry giant, and its anger alone could make people shudder.

Of course, it was not without resistance, and the marines, who were blocked by several teenagers with flat poles and bayonets, let out a fierce roar like a besieged beast.

At this time, however, the ground was illuminated by the flares of the Four Rows Building.

Moreover, the reinforced pistol platoon and the boys of the miscellaneous barracks led by Company Commander Tao, as well as the 200 people under Lu Feizhang, were all strictly ordered to work with their mouths shut after the charge.

Several miscellaneous barracks teenagers were about to step forward and stab the Japanese soldiers in front of them together, but at this time, Lu Feizhang came over with people and waved away the boys in the miscellaneous barracks.

"Go do your job, we'll take care of the business here."

After speaking, he surrounded the Japanese soldiers with his men,

"Surrender with guns, we will treat the prisoners preferentially."

The Japanese soldiers were still fiercely holding bayonets, looking desperate.

Looking at Lu Feizhang, the teenagers in the miscellaneous barracks really wanted to remind them that Uncle Cigarette Bag said that the person who saved the Japanese soldiers would be shot when he returned.

But after thinking about it again, anyway, Lu Feizhang and his people are not miscellaneous soldiers, and what they like to do is in charge of Chief Zhang.

The boys of the miscellaneous barracks, armed with stakes and bayonets, continued to collect the spoils of war. Even some teenagers in the miscellaneous barracks felt that it was a bit of a loss to only collect equipment, so they simply picked up their military uniforms.

They are all children of poor families, and they can't wear military uniforms, and they can't wear the soles of their shoes.

I have to praise the teenagers of the miscellaneous barracks, although there are black lights everywhere and dead bodies everywhere, they really don't pull down anything when they clean up the battlefield.

Listen to what the old cigarette pouch Li Youtian is yelling in the Guizhou dialect with a subdued tone, just know,

"What the hell are you going to do, you can pick up their uniforms, but you...... This is called crotch noodles, which is what the Japanese found to cover the eggs, what do you use it for? ”

"Uncle Tobacco Bag, can this be made into the sole of a shoe, and the feet are not afraid of smelly ......"

Facing the crotch cloth that was taken off the Japanese soldier's body, it was not his violent tobacco smell that pressed it, and the old tobacco pouch Li Youtian almost vomited.

"You are a fool, a fool and a mill, get back and pull so many cowhide shoes not enough for you to wear, throw away some and don't smoke people to death."

In the four-row warehouse, the headlights on the first floor are bright, and there are several baskets guarded by Li Youtian, an old cigarette pouch, at the gate.

There was half a basket of grenades, a pair of cowhide shoes with laces tied together, leggings rolled together, and a basket full of bullet casings and other miscellaneous iron.

The other two large piles were steel helmets and rifles, the former and bullet casings were constantly being carried to the second floor, where the people who made the steel helmet mines were still waiting for the raw materials.

In addition, it is a mess of things, and the old cigarette pouch confesses to his subordinates, and throws everything he doesn't know back.

It's full of watches, glasses, binoculars, and so on. The only thing he didn't expect was that there were actually subordinates who took back those guys' crotch cloths.

At this time, Lu Feizhang took his men and brought back more than 30 prisoners. He and his men were now completely armed with 38 rifles and cowhide cartridge boxes, which made him very excited.

However, this incident made Zhang Sixing super unhappy, not that he didn't know the international laws and regulations on prisoners of war, but since the other party didn't abide by himself, why should he abide by it.

Secondly, on a night like this, it would be unwise and stupid to let a boy from a miscellaneous barracks with little combat experience capture a prisoner.

"What are you doing with them back, you forgot to ask for Chief Zhang's order."

Seeing the group of captives brought back by Lu Feizhang, Li Youtian, the old cigarette bag, took two mouthfuls of "Bobo", and just asked casually.

"Preferential treatment of prisoners is our eighth ......"

Zhang Sixing, who was about to go out to build tanks and pull artillery shells, became angry when he heard this, especially when he saw those prisoners staring at each other with their eyes and gritting their teeth, seven dissatisfied with eight of them.

He has been in Germany for a long time, and he has fought for so many years, and he has never seen such a powerful prisoner.

Especially when one of the captives saw Zhang Sixing, he squinted at him with a knife-like gaze, and hated to cut him with a thousand knives.

"You, come here."

He gave orders to the captive in a fluent Tokyo accent.

The soldier was about to carry out the order, Lu Feizhang saw that Zhang Sixing's expression was wrong, he stretched out his hand to block the captive and planned to negotiate with him.

"You, either obey the order, or let Lao Tzu go back to Suzhou Creek."

A sharp light shot out of his eyes, staring at Lu Feizhang tightly.

"He is my prisoner, even if Lao Tzu rolls to the other side of the river, Lao Tzu still has to ......"

Lu Feizhang has never been angry with the government army, and he didn't lead his subordinates to fight the government army.

In addition, what about the German instructors, the German mechanics they taught still can't touch his side of Lu Feizhang.

Hearing Lu Feizhang's obvious disobedience to the order, Zhang Sixing's anger was even greater.

It is not wrong to give preferential treatment to prisoners according to international conventions, but first of all, it is necessary to distinguish between inside and outside.

If you can't distinguish between the palms of your hands and the backs of your hands, you don't understand that preferential treatment of prisoners is only a means to divide and disintegrate the enemy's army. On the contrary, if you really treat the captives as relatives, regardless of what they have done, it is too much.

Look at the Japanese prisoners of war who dug potatoes in Siberia, how they praised those hairy bear soldiers, and they understood what the concept of "servant power" was in little Japan.

Tang Shi served Tang and modern eagles, and when they saw the strong, they would be so well-behaved and supple.

Therefore, preferential treatment of prisoners is not allowed in civil war, but not in foreign war.

Otherwise...... Hehe.