Lin Feng saw all this, his hands trembled for a long time, but he couldn't prevent the tragedy from happening.

None of the seven people were spared, one was forced to jump into the sea, and five were beheaded for public display.

"This little devil is a beast! This group of eight lambs, we can still treat prisoners of war like friends, why are they so cruel to their own people? ”

Zhang Dabiao's angry scolding continued, but the little devils couldn't listen to it.

"They are our friends, the vanguard of the war fight."

Lin Feng said as he took off his hat, his sad emotions were indescribable.

"Contact Ushijima Kohachiga, send the bodies back, and we will bury them."

When the little goagas heard that Lin Feng still wanted a corpse, they shouted and said that they wouldn't give anything.

And put forward very shameless conditions.

"If you want corpses, then let your people kneel and pick them up."

Lin Feng saw that this group of little devils were so shameless, so he couldn't be polite to them, and let Bai Zhixiong's submarine greet them with a torpedo.

was blown up and sunk the warship, the little devil calmed down a little and honestly handed over the body to the Eighth Route Army.

Bai Zhixiong was in charge of transporting the body back, and the little devil asked Bai Zhixiong not to open fire, and when he was far away, he actually put on celebratory music.

This group of bastards, as expected, is not human, killed their own people, and even played celebratory music!

When it comes to getting involved with people, Xiao Yaga won't do it.

"Is the coffin ready?"

Lin Feng had already asked people to choose seven coffins, these people were sacrificed for the revolution, and they couldn't be allowed to die like this.

"We went to buy it, but the bald man wouldn't let us pull it back."

The corners of Lin Feng's eyes were a little sour, and he looked at Gao Ming beside him in disbelief.

"Why?"

"They say little devils don't deserve a coffin."

That being said, these little devils are no longer those militaristic puppets, they can be considered friends.

"I explained for a long time, they just won't let it, and said that the little devils deserve it, and they want to celebrate tonight."

Lin Feng was a little sad, bald people have always been cold-blooded.

Without saying a word, he led people to find the bald man directly, and everyone was a little strange when they saw Lin Feng coming.

"Aren't you fighting the little devils? Why did the main commander still take down? ”

The bald people deliberately ridiculed that they looked down on the Eighth Route Army at all, but if there was no Eighth Route Army, how could they stand firm on the Yangtze River defense line?

"I left the money and loaded the coffin into the car for me, and we didn't have anything to do."

Lin Feng didn't want to talk nonsense with this group of people, he just wanted to quickly pull the coffin back to put his friend's body in it.

"If you want a coffin, you can, two conditions. The first point is to give us points for good equipment, and the second point is to give us the credit for catching the devil's big officials. ”

This man is so shameless!

I didn't have any strength, but I didn't have a lot of credit.

How can you be so shameless as a human being?

Lin Feng looked coldly at Gao Ming for a long time without speaking, and raised his hand at Gao Ming.

"I heard you want equipment?"

Gao Ming has never wanted to have friction with bald people, but today he really can't help it. These eight lambs are too inhuman.

What's the difference between this and Hachiga?

"Do you give it or not? If you don't give it, Lao Tzu will kill you. ”

Gao Ming is also a short-tempered man, and the bald man immediately coaxed him.

"There's something to say, brother."

Seeing Gao Ming's staring and playing really, the bald man honestly loaded the coffin into the car, Lin Feng patted the wood and glared.

"I told you the money, why are you still fooling me with rotten wood? Do you call this thing a coffin? ”

Lin Feng was furious, and before he could exert his strength, the coffin had already been torn apart.

This kind of wood is soaked in water, and it has been infested, and it can't be shot hard.

Maybe the dead man didn't even put it in, and the coffin would have to fall apart.

It's not as good as a dog bumping into each other.

"I'll go find your commander."

The commander was still drinking, and when he heard that Lin Feng came to the door, he didn't give face, so he made people wait.

Lin Feng put the pistol on fire, strode into the room, and slammed the gun on the table.

This group of eight lambs is really shameless, toasting and not eating and drinking.

"It turned out to be Chief Lin, what do you need my brother to serve?"

Looking at the virtue of this Wang Balamb, Lin Feng took out the ocean from his pocket.

"I know you have a good coffin in your hand, get me seven pairs, this is a deposit, and I will have someone send you the equipment of 1,000 little devils in a while."

Hearing about this good thing is worth more than making money.

The old boy didn't hesitate, so he agreed to Lin Feng.

"This is all prepared for ourselves in the previous war, and it is all good fucking wood, so I will give it all to you."

There was no problem with checking twice, and the people loaded things into the car, and the mood was a little heavy, and the strength on the body seemed to be unable to be used.

When Lin Feng returned to the troop station, he found that the people had spontaneously pulled some white cloths and wrote the names of the seven people, and the whole army was solemn.

"This kid is very good, it's a pity. Yesterday he said he would help me grow sweet potatoes. ”

An old man without a son, old tears, regretted the death of a little devil for the first time.

When the warship sent the body back, Lin Feng personally helped the spirit, and Li Yunlong poured a large bowl of wine.

"Good job, it's a man."

The wine was spilled on the ground, the bowl was smashed heavily, and the coffin was picked up by the prisoner of war camp and specially found a place to bury it.

The brigade commander personally inscribed the couplet, and the boss also personally inscribed the tombstone after learning about it.

"Carry forward the anti-war spirit of Yoshizawa Shu and carry out the anti-war to the end!"

The prisoners shouted slogans, and the death of Yoshizawa Shu angered them.

Lin Feng wanted to calm these people down, but this group of guys had long been tired of war and were forced to go to the battlefield.

And these militarisms have used themselves to the fullest, and they don't even leave a single life.

It's just too vicious.

The POWs wrote anti-war slogans in strips of white cloth and walked to the shoreline holding them high.

Cursing Ushijima Dazuo in the Baga language, Lin Feng could hear that they were greeting the old devil's family.

"You all calm down, Yoshizawa Shu is no longer here, if they open fire, will you be able to run? Give it all back to me right away. ”

Lin Feng wanted these people to go back quickly, but these prisoners of war were determined to fight militarism to the end.

"Please give us back the weapons, we will fight them to the end!"

If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, and the old goggles make a decision to let the little goggles die.

Who the fuck is a fool in this world?

The eyes of the masses were bright, and these prisoners of war were also human beings, seeing that Lin Feng really didn't want to let himself die, so he simply picked up some stones and rotten wood by himself.

I'm going to fight with Ushijima Osa with a small boat.

"Calm down, aren't you going here to die?"

"Get back to Lao Tzu."

Lin Feng was anxious, and the little goggles were also a little more honest, and swam back around the corner...