Sora is ripe and harvest season.

During the years of severe drought, the sun rose high, but there were not many ordinary people who were harvesting crops.

A team was scattered in the green gauze tent.

The outside is on guard, and more than ten people are cleaning up the battlefield.

"It's all buried, don't be found by wild dogs and dragged out the body..."

"There are killing and burying..." A soldier was extremely reluctant to wave the engineer to dig a hole: "Isn't it good to let the wild dogs chew off these Japanese corpses?"

"The Japanese are beasts, we are not!" Zhang Xiaodao, who was fiddling with the radio station, suddenly spoke.

"You are the one who is aware of..."

The open space of sorghum on the south side of the open space is more than 50 meters high.

The little three and four yellow looked at Yang Fengzi who suddenly sat opposite him and began to feel nervous.

That's a devil.

The devil suddenly spoke with a smile and asked: "You should have been professionally trained, right?"

Full of fear, Xiao San Silang did not dare to hide it: "We entered Hebei Central this time to conduct practical training in the arts..."

"Training the art department through exercises..." Yang Fengzi held Li Laosan in his hand and got a booklet: "...Search and check, disguise, nail the tip, secretly monitor, pick up the action, identify bandits, search, interrogate, listen to spies, master the key points of small-scale combat... All learn Chinese... It's quite comprehensive..."

Xiao Sanshiro asked carefully: "Who are you? Why do you kill the Imperial Warriors?"

"Invasion...killing...colonization...plundering...every evil will treat human life like a mustard! Tell me, who would call them warriors?"

"No, we are here to rescue our compatriots in East Asia who were colonized by Western powers!" Listening to Yang Crazy, Xiao San Silang felt that... what the devil said seemed to be true, and he was a little uncertain, so he could only force himself to defend himself.

"In the 12th year of Showa, a large-scale massacre of 300,000 civilians were carried out in Nanjing..." Yang Fengzi said this and handed Xiao Sanshiro a somewhat old newspaper. On it, there were two smiling beasts who stood with a knife at the end of the competition.

"If they don't resist, how could the Imperial Army kill them?" Xiao Sansilang rushed out.

"The occupied areas implemented the policy of burning out all, robbing all three lights, causing tens of millions of people to die and homeless..."

"Impossible, absolutely not that much!" Xiao Sanshiro immediately defended.

"Using chemical poison gas weapons and bacterial weapons will cause huge damage to the Chinese military and civilians..."

"You can use any means to kill the other party on the battlefield!"

"Where is the Bushido spirit?"

"It's because they don't compete with the Emperor Warriors in swordsmanship..."

"Seal the child's stomach and chew his heart, and even dig up the girl's baby. Put wine on the palace barbecue..."

"Impossible, I've never heard of it!"

"Massive rape, sexual violence, including forced recruitment of women as comforting women, don't say you don't know!"

"They were all voluntary..."

"Forcibly recruited civilians to build railways, bunkers and even went to the island to mine coal. There was no labor protection, and they couldn't even eat enough, starved to death, died of illness, or overwork... were they also voluntarily?"

"This is impossible, this is a slander against the empire!"

"Where do you get the confidence that you deserve to call your fellow countrymen to burn down your house and rob your property?"

“…”

"You have been to school, do you know what human civilization is? Don't say that you didn't read the newspaper. What do you think is the difference between us and animals?" Yang Crazy Man suddenly changed his name to us.

"No, I am a human, not a beast, nor a beast!"

Yang Fengzi threw a telegram with the top secret to Xiao Sansilang: "You can see it yourself, what is Hu Liela? I don't need to explain it to you, right?"

Xiao San Silang took the telegram with both hands, which was a notice that strictly ordered all departments to take good protection in the occupied areas.

Hands trembled.

Yang Fengzi handed over another newspaper from the island country: "Also, you have family, they work day and night for the bullshit. The emperor works day and night, but what did they get?"

Xiao San Silang's thoughts were completely driven by Yang Crazy.

This bird-written newspaper seems to be different from what I saw before!

There are pictures in the newspaper, but the content is not like it is officially published.

They were all ragged kimono women. Judging from their clothes, some were geishas and some were women standing on the street.

There are also some abandoned children's corpses in the wilderness, without a single strand, and even half of them are bitten off by wild animals, with only part of the skeleton exposed... The wooden house on the back should be the island.

There is also a bird text description next to it: the real life of the people at the bottom.

Xiao Sanshiro seemed to understand something suddenly, and he was a little incoherent: "You...you...you are Japanese??"

"No, you should know... Dadong. Asian Academy of Xingyao... Special Action Class... Yang Liu Zhiqing..." Yang Fengzi nodded resolutely. He had been trained on the island. He had a deep understanding of the complex Japanese secret service agencies and casually assigned himself an identity.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"Join the Anti-War Alliance!"

"But, my family..."

"Haha, you disappeared while on mission... You just need evidence to prove your death!" Yang Crazy said with a righteous look: "Your family can receive a large amount of pension..."

"This is betrayal of the Heavenly Emperor..."

"The Emperor is blinded by the military people. We must find a way to save the Emperor. The Emperor is in the water and fire..." Yang Crazy's image at this time was extremely tall.

"You are talking nonsense, I don't believe it!"

"Have you heard of the famous Jiangwan Three Warriors?"

"You mean... Jiangxiajun, Beichuanjun, who used a blasting tube to bomb the subway wire mesh of the National Army's position in the Battle of Shanghai, became Jiangjun?"

"Why are they so brave?"

"Because they are the people of the Emperor of Heaven and are ready to be loyal to the Emperor at any time."

"No, it's because the engineers cut half of the blasting tube fuse in their hands!"

"This is impossible!"

"Why don't the children of aristocratic families join the army? Even if they join the army, they just stay in the military headquarters or even the rear?" Yang Fengzi once again raised a realistic question of the final belief of the three and four Huang: "Why can't ordinary people be promoted to junior general, lieutenant general, and magistrate general?"

Xiao San Si Huang was not firm in his beliefs completely collapsed...

Li Laosan next to him listened to the two birds singing for a long time. Yang Crazy Man often handed newspapers and documents to the Japanese, and the Japanese became more and more crazy.

Waiting a little impatiently, I murmured in a low voice: "It's so troublesome, it's better to stab to death with one knife..."

The veteran who was biting a sorghum pole next to him muttered: "You know what a fool..."

"Oh, why did you talk to Master Dao?"

"That Japanese... might surrender!"

Li Laosan stretched out his slap and shrank back, looking puzzled: "How do you know?"

"Because, before I surrendered to be a puppet army, I was like the Japanese..."

“…”

After a while.

Crazy Yang stood up and asked Bingpi to come and see Xiao Sansilang, mainly to prevent this guy from committing suicide.

Then he walked to Li Laosan and asked, "All clean... are they cleaned up?"

"Hehe, fourteen, all the Japanese! I'm going to clean up... one less..." Li Laosan said to the dazed Japanese with a proud look on his face.

After nearly an hour of singing to the Japanese... Yang Fengzi's tongue and mouth were dry. He grabbed the kettle in front of Li Laosan and poured it into his mouth...

puff...

Squirted out: "くそったれ..."

"What?" It must be nothing good. Li Laosan looked at Yang Crazy Man who was constantly coughing and winked: "What Master Dao just got it...how does it taste?"

"It's alcohol!" Yang Crazy Man was almost cheated by this guy: "You can't drink it!"

"There is no alcohol that cannot be drunk..." Li Laosan took off another kettle from his waist and threw it to Yang Fengzi, grabbed the kettle from Yang Fengzi's hand, raised his sleeve and wiped the kettle mouth, took a sip. After a while, Zhang Ha sniffed out a sip of wine: "It's so powerful!"

"Hey, I got another radio station! There is also a password book..." Li Laosan looked at Yang Crazy, with a look of contempt: "Have you never drunk?"

"I have an idea!" Yang Crazy Frown.

"Did you have a few ideas?" Li Laosan was stunned for a moment: "Hey, why don't you recite scriptures?"

Bingpi walked over with Xiao San Silang's neck: "This Japanese man has something to say..."

"Hisser Yangliu, I want to... join the anti-war alliance..." Xiaosan Shiro spoke Chinese this time.

【Brothers, please collect it】
Chapter completed!