Night comes again, with another bright moon and sparse stars. For the Hengshan detachment, this night may become the longest night in their lives, and it may also be the last night.

At one o'clock in the morning, three signal bombs streaked across the night sky, and a loud bugle pierced the tranquility of Wangjiawa's night. The Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army launched a general attack on the Hengshan Detachment!

"Dong dong dong..."

The first thing that roared was the more than fifty "Wei Yixiao" cannons. With the wheelbarrows and carts of the front team based on the local branch, the independent regiment became tougher again, and Chuxiong started the prodigal mode again.

High explosive packets were thrown at the Japs' positions one after another, causing the Japs to pee. The density of the Japs was also high enough. A single shot could kill and injure dozens of Japs. It would really blow up a large area.

Chuxiong's fighting style has always been that if you can use artillery to solve the problem, there is no need for comrades to charge. It is best to charge when the overall situation has been decided, rush in to eliminate the remaining enemies, clean up the battlefield, and give the enemy a last-ditch attack!

Under the saturation blow of the "Wei Yixiao" artillery, there was almost no safe place on the Japs' position. No matter whether the Japs were lying down or lying down, the result was the same. Their internal organs were shattered and they died...

Since the introduction of the "Wei Yixiao" cannon, the independent regiment's firepower deficiency syndrome has been completely cured, while the Japanese have completely suffered from "Weiyixia syndrome" - as long as they hear the unique "dong dong dong" sound, their legs will

I started to tremble and didn't know where to run, because running was useless, no one could run out of the killing range of dozens of meters at once.

Whether you can escape or not depends on your luck!

Inside the Japanese headquarters, two rising sun flags were destroyed under the watchful eye of Ichiyu Yokoyama. Captain Iteng took off his military uniform in a ceremonial manner, tearing open the shirt on his belly, revealing his white belly;

The long-term comfortable life has made his belly full of fat. He is no longer the young boy who was at the Army Academy more than 20 years ago!

Ito pulled out the 30 centimeter long sword from his waist. This short sword is specially used for seppuku. For a samurai with his status, he cannot use tachi or wakizashi for seppuku. It is unprofessional and easy to be laughed at.

He is a true samurai, and he does not need the help of others for such technical tasks as seppuku!

Ito turned seppuku into an art form, and the old Japanese Yokoyama's face muscles were twitching as he watched - this must be very painful!

Ito held the short knife upside down with both hands, and after muttering something, he cut into Bai Huahua's lower abdomen until the knife's handle was inserted;

The old devil's facial muscles were so painful that they were deformed, but he still clenched his teeth, rotated his hands ninety degrees, then pulled down hard, and a beautiful cross was cut out.

Unfortunately, the short knife used for seppuku was only 30 centimeters including the handle, and the real blade was only a dozen centimeters. The old devil's abdomen was full of fat. After completing the beautiful cross, it was not as impressive as he imagined.

Death, in fact, this short knife is used to commit seppuku. The form is greater than the content. It cannot kill the person at all. He has to slowly bleed to death. This process is very long and painful. Most people can't bear it, so they will ask the wrong person to help!

After all, it was Ito's first time to commit seppuku, so he had a good experience, but he was overdoing his pretense, and there was no one to help him, and his entire facial expression was deformed in pain...

"Yoshi, Ito-kun is really a role model for us. You don't even need help for committing seppuku!"

The captain of the cavalry regiment, Colonel Sato, couldn't help but praise him, but he didn't go over to help Ito.

"Bagaya road!"

Ito cursed in pain and greeted all the women in Sato's family. The last curse was - I curse you to commit seppuku and no one will help you!

Fortunately, a major staff officer next to him had a sharp eye. He pulled out his sword and chopped off Ito's head with a single blow at a 45-degree angle.

Dog blood sprayed all over the old devil Sato, and he was so excited that he finally remembered that Sato should be the queen of Ito.

After witnessing Ito's tragic situation, the old devil Sato was considered experienced. He decided not to lose face and bowed directly to the major who had just wielded the sword, and said shamelessly:

"Hebian-kun, please!"

After saying that, he knelt down on the ground, bowed towards the east, quickly took out the short knife, and stabbed it hard into the abdomen...

Major Hebian chopped off Sato's dog head with a sharp knife, and Sato showed a satisfied smile on his face.

Therefore, seppuku is also a technical job. With experience, it will be much less painful before death!

Lieutenant General Yokoyama was covered in Sato's blood, making him tremble all over. He suddenly didn't want to die. It hurt so much to have his head cut off!

Outside the headquarters, the Eighth Route Army's shouts of killing were very close, but Mr. Hengshan held up the short knife with both hands and never stabbed it. His hands were already trembling and he could no longer hold the knife.

I saw him looking at the young master by the river with extremely sad eyes. It was obvious that he wanted to ask if he could not commit seppuku because it was too painful!

Hebian shook his head with a look of disdain on his face, grabbed Hengshan's old devil's hand with a big hand and stabbed him fiercely in the lower abdomen. A scream like a slaughtering pig suddenly came from the headquarters. There had been no Confucian generals for a long time.

Style.

Lieutenant General Hengshan held his abdomen and howled in pain. He couldn't help but block the bloody hole in his abdomen with his hands. He really didn't want to die. His family had brought back more than a dozen boxes of treasures, all stolen from China, and he hadn't had time to enjoy them yet!

"Eighth-Route preferential treatment for prisoners——"

Hengshan's screams suddenly stopped, and a huge dog head was chopped off by the riverside major!

"Bagayalu, you disrespect the leadership so much!"

Major Hebian didn't care how high-ranking Lieutenant General Hengshan was. His mission was to help these senior officials complete the seppuku mission. The empire could not accept a lieutenant general being captured by the Eighth Route Army.

Finally, it was Major Kawabe's turn. He originally thought he would commit seppuku like a samurai, but when he thought of Ito's painful face, the sword in his hand could not be cut;

As the saying goes, it's easy to chop others into pieces, but it's hard to chop yourself off...

The Eighth Route Army finally rushed into the headquarters, and the riverside let out a long sigh. He had heard that the Eighth Route Army treated prisoners preferentially, and even fed them delicious food. He was waiting for the Eighth Route Army commander to capture him, so he committed suicide in his hands.

The knife never stabbed his body.

Zhang Yu couldn't stand it anymore and urged:

"Damn it, if you want to die, hurry up!"

Hebian asked reluctantly:

"Don't you Eighth Route Army treat prisoners preferentially?"

"Treat your mother preferentially. All the food has been wasted by you beasts. I have no food to feed you!"

After saying that, he kicked Hebian's big butt. Hebian jumped forward and stabbed the long tachi in his hand fiercely into his abdomen.

"Baga Yalu, you are so disrespectful of martial arts! I want to file a complaint against you!"

He was still alive by the river, blood was still flowing from his mouth, and his lower abdomen hurt so much that he was throbbing...

"Why the hell are you still standing there? I have no food to feed these beasts!"

A group of soldiers with shining bayonets rushed towards the group of communication soldiers and staff officers at the headquarters, stabbing one by one!

The pain at the riverside was unbearable, so Iron Hammer finally came over with a bayonet in his hand, and gave him a hard bayonet.

"Thank you!"
Chapter completed!