"Aren, the officers are not satisfied with any kindness. Don't walk in front stupidly tonight."

The veteran patted Onotsuka on the shoulder and said meaningfully.

Perhaps it was because he was innocent and young, or perhaps he was thinking about the kindness of those pieces of sweet potatoes and salt, so he gave a little kind reminder.

In short, the veteran's words kept lingering in Onotsuka's heart like a nightmare, making him unable to calm down for a long time.

Everyone lay on the ground to rest to keep their energy and move to the evening, but Onozuka Hitomi tossed and turned and couldn't calm down, and his uneasiness kept lingering.

late at night…

The sea breeze stirs up a large reed forest, and the thin dark clouds seem to cover the moon with a veil, adding a sense of hazy feeling to the dark moon and wind.

In this quiet night, the Japanese hiding in it was eager to try and prepare to take action.

Before we knew it, hundreds of figures appeared in the reeds, and even some Japanese troops rushed to the woods behind.

No one spoke, and the sound of footsteps was endless. The people behind him followed the people in front and quietly touched them in one direction.

It was just around four o'clock in the morning, and it was the second time that the tide was low. There was no barrier between the island and the land, revealing a large beachhead, and the deepest part of the water surface was just the calf.

Onozuka Hitoshi did not act immediately, but just watched the others running forward quietly. The veteran's words seemed to be echoing in his ears during the day.

The sergeant and other members of the team had long disappeared, and seemed to have been involved in the large army. I don’t know what they were planning.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people around me, I looked up and couldn't see the specific situation clearly in front of me, and I didn't know if the people walking in the front had stepped on land.

There was no gunshot sound in front of me, and there was no sound of shouting. There was only the sound of squeaking the reeds and stepping on the beach.

It is difficult to understand that they have passed through the enemy's defense line? Onozuka Hitoshi couldn't help but shake his heart.

Perhaps because of the days and nights of blockade, Chinese people will always be lazy. After all, no one would have thought that this sudden group of people would break through collectively in the night.

Thinking of this, Onozuka Hitoshi decided to follow the large army. For nothing else, maybe he could really escape by taking advantage of the situation.

Not long after walking forward, my feet began to become soft. Originally, this area was a swamp, and the beach and mud were intertwined by so many people, making it extremely muddy.

Onozuka, who was about to speed up his pace, suddenly his feet became weak, and most of his left leg instantly fell into the mud. The injured thigh had no strength at all. He wanted to pull it up, but it was useless after a long time of hard work. The suction force in the mud made him unable to move for a while.

"Damn it! Susukamiya, please...help me!"

Onozuka Hitoshi also wanted to ask his comrades around him to help, but at this critical moment, they were all about their father and mother getting married. If they were to care about their own personal interests, who would want to pay attention to him?

He didn't get any response to asking for help. After finally pulling out his left leg covered in sludge, the large army had already run far away.

Just as he was thinking about catching up with him, an accident suddenly happened...

Directly ahead, a flare rushed into the sky with a whoosh, illuminating the earth like daylight.

Before the Japanese army could riots occurred, more than a dozen high-power searchlight lights hit their faces.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang..."

The dazzling white light shook so hard that people couldn't open their eyes, but followed by the crazy shooting of various firearms!

Under those lights, more than a dozen machine guns burst out with dense tongues of flames, and bullets were like deathly sickles, constantly harvesting the lives of these Japanese soldiers.

These Japanese became fish to be slaughtered on the chopping board, and bullets pierced through one dirty body after another.

The Chinese soldiers who fired the gun even roared excitedly, and various weapons took turns to greet them without hesitation or sympathy.

The Japanese devils, who had no cover and counterattack ability, fell in pieces. This had turned into a unilateral massacre, extremely tragic.

Seeing this scene, some Japanese devils turned around and ran away, but they wanted to run... Can they escape bullets? In the end, they all became dead souls under the gun.

Some Japanese devils who were still desperately rushing forward tried to rush through the fire net and escape into the jungle in front. But what greeted them was a more powerful 50-heavy machine gun on the jeep, and the people were smashed and still firing.

Gunshots screamed everywhere, hundreds of Japanese devils, the sea water on the shore was dyed blood red, and the killing was still not over...

Ren Onozuka was scared silly. The only thing he could do now was lying in this mud pit, letting bullets swish through his head but not daring to move at all.

If it weren't for being trapped in the quagmire, I'm afraid it would have been sieve like the companions ahead.

It was not until the morning of the next day that he slowly crawled out of the mud, and the scene in front of him made his scalp numb.

The smoke of gunpowder has not yet dissipated, and the tide has begun to rise again. The sea water mixed with blood has turned the beach into a slaughterhouse. Countless corpses floated in it, making people feel disgusted.

Almost all the hundreds of people who broke through yesterday were confessed to this beach. I don’t know if the sergeant and the veterans were among them, and I don’t know how many people successfully escaped while the chaos.

However, judging by this posture, the possibility of being able to pass through the terrifying firepower network is slim.

Several small boats were cruising nearby, and several pairs of Chinese soldiers set foot on the island, seemingly cleaning up the battlefield.

Onozuka Hitomi gradually regained his sanity. He looked behind him and the jungle behind him was like a wild beast with a bloody mouth, which was breathtaking.

Looking back, it is the abyss... Staying here again will definitely be dead.

Looking at the Chinese soldiers who were just a few dozen meters away, hiding in the reeds, he couldn't help but think that if he surrendered to the other party, would the result be a little better than now?

It was so painful that he was desperate. He just wanted to live. Even if he was captured by the enemy or humiliated by the enemy, he didn't want to continue to survive on this dark island.

Once this idea arises, it cannot be suppressed. Onozuka Hitomi looked through his whole body, and he could see some white marks in his pocket.

So he took off his pants without hesitation and tied his loincloth to the branch to serve as a white flag.

“杀さないでください,降参します!(不要杀我,我投降了)”

Onozuka unexpectedly looked forward and saw a Japanese soldier running out first, holding a piece of rag in both hands, shouting for surrender, and walking towards the expeditionary army.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!!

And the next second, he was responding to a series of dense bullets.

The Japanese's body was directly beaten into a hornet's nest, and the huge gunshot also woke Hitoshi Onozuka, his face full of disbelief.

The hope that had just risen was instantly shattered, this... this is not a chance to surrender at all.

Qiu Lin stared at the fallen Japanese man, with the muzzle of the rifle in his hand still emitting blue smoke, and there was no expression on his face.

Surrender? What qualifications are these damn Japanese devils qualified to surrender? Qiu Lin hated these Japanese devils so much that death is their best destination.

"Hey Kobayashi, your marksmanship is getting better and better."

The teasing of his companions came from behind him, and Qiu Lin smiled simply, as if he had done something insignificant, continuing to serve as a warning work.

If he meets a living Japanese again, no matter whether he surrenders or dies, he will send him to see the King of Hell without hesitation.

"This brat..."

Company commander Chen Xinmin cursed helplessly, and then shouted to the soldiers: "Hurry the action, let me shine a little more on the trick. It's time to finish the trick. The Japanese are experts in pretending to be dead. Don't overturn the boat in the gutter!"

The reason why their reconnaissance company came here was that in addition to fighting the battlefield, they also had to investigate the movements of the Japanese on the outside of the island.

The noise last night was a lot of noise. I don’t know how many Japanese devils there are on the island and whether they will launch a suicide breakthrough again.

I heard that the superiors had already started to prepare for action, batches of ammunition were distributed, and the rafts were all gathered. Each soldier received three days of individual rations. Isn’t this the prelude to the war?

After so long, it is time to completely deal with the Japanese devils here.
Chapter completed!