After forcefully throwing away the man's arm that was holding him, Lao Dongbei smiled ferociously and thrust forward with the rifle in his hand. Another wounded Japanese soldier with blood splattered on his body collapsed to the ground. He was thrown away by Lao Dongbei.
The guerrillas who were driving were furious when they saw this. They immediately pulled the bolt of the rifle in their hands, put the muzzle of the gun on Lao Dongbei's back, and shouted sternly, "Stop, believe it or not, I will shoot and drill a hole in you."
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The hard muzzle of the gun poked at his back. This time, not only Lao Dongbei was angry, but even Tieniu, who was covered in bullet boxes, was a little unhappy. "You little bastard, take your gun away, don't force me to kill anyone."
"Lao Dongbei threw the rifle in his hand at his feet. While speaking, his right hand had already reached for the shell holster on his waist. Tieniu couldn't help but panic. If Lao Dongbei pulled out the short gun, this guy who was holding Lao Dongbei with the rifle would
There is a 10% chance that he will not survive.
"If you have anything to say, let's talk it over. We are all our own people. Is that what it is?" Although Laodongbei treated Tieniu and Gouzi as much as possible with sarcasm and disdain, Tieniu still regarded him and Tang Cheng as his own.
The three of them were entangled together and it was impossible not to attract attention. A man in a short shirt with his sleeves rolled up strode over. Judging from the short gun in his hand, he should be the most trusted person in this guerrilla group.
"Liu Yong, what are you doing? Why are you pointing the gun at one of your own? Put the gun down." The man in a short shirt first scolded the guerrilla who held the gun against Old Northeast, and then carefully asked the three people about the reason for their entanglement.
Old Dongbei didn't bother to pay attention to them. Tieniu was the stupidest one. Everything could only be learned from Liu Yong's mouth. Of course, the answer he got was extremely unfavorable to Old Dongbei, but Old Dongbei didn't care.
"You are also a member of the Lijiapu guerrillas. How come you don't know about our policy of preferential treatment of prisoners? Even if you don't know, since Liu Yong has told you, you should not take action against Japanese prisoners of war who have laid down their weapons.
"The man in short shirt thought that Old Northeast was also from Song Tieshan, so he scolded Old Northeast with a straight face. The guerrilla named Liu Yong looked at Old Northeast with gloating, but found that he didn't pay attention to him at all.
As for the captain, he only focused on removing bullets from the corpse.
"Talking about you, our captain is talking to you. Look at your attitude. If you were in our guerrilla group, you would have been expelled a long time ago." Seeing that Lao Dongbei not only ignored him, but also treated his captain
He also ignored him, so Liu Yong got angry and kicked Lao Dongbei directly. "Ouch!" Liu Yong didn't kick, but Lao Dongbei grabbed his ankle and threw him violently. Liu Yong flew out and was surrounded by people.
After rolling several times in the blood-stained mud, he let out an ouch.
I didn't want to pay attention to these guerrillas, but after being harassed repeatedly by the other side, Old Northeast became really angry. He shook off the left hand extended by the man in short shirt and pointed at the remaining Japanese soldiers angrily.
Shouting, "Treat prisoners preferentially? When have the Japs ever treated prisoners favorably? Open your fucking eyes wide open and look at these Japs again. Are they done if they put down their weapons? If they put down their weapons, they are no longer Japs."
Did you see the look in their eyes? That damn look could still kill people, and they would still kill Chinese people."
Shouting out the anger accumulated in his heart at the top of his lungs, Lao Dongbei seemed to feel better, but his voice also attracted the guerrillas. After listening to Lao Dongbei's words, Tieniu Chao said that the three were still alive.
The Japanese soldiers looked at him, and Tie Niu caught the fierce glint in one of their eyes. It seemed that what Lao Dongbei said was right. Even if they had laid down their weapons, these people were still Japanese soldiers.
Seeing Lao Dongbei bending down to pick up the rifle on the ground, the man in a short shirt was irritated. He took two steps back, raised the short gun in his hand, pointed the muzzle at Lao Dongbei's chest, and shouted: "Don't move, I said
Now, since they have put down their weapons, it means they are our prisoners. The guerrillas do not kill prisoners." Lao Dongbei ignored him and just pulled the bolt of the gun to load the bullet. He originally wanted to use the bayonet to pick out the remaining prisoners.
When the three Japanese soldiers saw that the man in a short shirt was so determined to stop him, Laodongbei prepared to shoot and kill the three Japanese soldiers openly.
Pulling the bolt, he found that there were no bullets in the magazine. He then reached out to grab the Hanyang-made rifle from Tieniu's hand, but Tieniu dodged it. Lao Dongbei had no choice but to pick up the rifle without bullets again. Lao Dongbei
He took a step forward, pressed the short gun of the man in a short shirt with his chest, and said coldly, "I am a Chinese. If you have the guts, kill me so that I can see the methods of your guerrillas."
The man in the short shirt was extremely angry. Just as he was about to say something else, Tang Cheng, who had already found a grenade, came over. It was the tradition of the Second Company to touch up the corpses or wounded soldiers. Besides, the people killed by the old Northeast were all Japanese.
Soldiers, Tangcheng has always turned a blind eye to things like killing prisoners. Seeing the guerrillas pointing guns at Old Northeast one after another, Tangcheng was a little unhappy and helped you attack the hillock. This is what you get.
No one will feel better if treated like this.
In just a few words, he learned the whole story from Tieniu. Tang Cheng couldn't help but feel amused by the guerrillas' whims. He pointed at the three Japanese soldiers squatting together and said to the man in a short shirt, "
Not to mention that we are not members of your guerrillas. If you look back carefully, do these devils seem to be sincerely surrendering? Do you want to wait until these devils are moved by your sincerity and finally lay down their weapons? Do you think this is the case?
Is it possible? If these Japanese soldiers really did this, would China still be invaded by the Japanese army?"
"How is it impossible? There are people from the Japanese Allied Army in Yan'an who have been helping our Eighth Route Army for a long time. They are also Japanese. They can do it, and so can these prisoners." The man in a short shirt still insisted on his attitude, looking at Tangcheng.
He couldn't help but shake his head. Seeing that Tang Cheng obviously didn't believe what he said, he called the man in a short shirt to soften his tone and said, "We Japanese people are philanthropic. As long as they can lay down their weapons, we will forget about it. We believe that one day they will sincerely surrender."
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After hearing this, Tang Cheng just smiled but said nothing. He took a few steps forward and pointed at the corpses that had just been carried up the hillock. "These are all members of your guerrillas. Are you going to let them die and be injured in the Japanese army in vain?"
In your hands? Why do you treat prisoners so favorably? Why do you want to forget about this bullshit?" After hearing what Tang Cheng said, the guerrillas standing around looked at each other thoughtfully, but no one spoke.
"We are different from you. We don't have as big a mind as you, and we can let go of the people who killed our friends." Tang Cheng pointed at himself and then at Old Northeast, "We all survived by escaping from death. They
If you kill my husband and relatives, I will kill them to take revenge. I don’t have your Su Wei’s broad mind and bullshit fraternity. I only know that from the day they entered this land of China, they should be ready to be shot by us.
The consciousness to kill, otherwise this war will lose its meaning."
While everyone, including the man in the short shirt, was secretly thinking about what Tang Cheng said, Tang Cheng pointed at the three Japanese soldiers and shouted a short message in Japanese. Everyone was wondering why Tang Cheng said
While speaking Japanese, one of the three Japanese soldiers suddenly picked up a rifle on the ground and stabbed Tang Cheng with a bayonet while shouting. While everyone was shocked, Lao Dongbei, who was standing next to Tang Cheng, pushed Tang Cheng away.
Old Dongbei looked coldly at the Japanese soldier thrusting his spear forward, and only waited for the bayonet to stab his chest before he turned aside to avoid it.
After the bayonet and the gun body both slipped past him, Old Dongbei suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed the rifle body just when the Japanese soldier ran out of strength. The Japanese soldier who had missed the shot immediately grabbed it back with all his strength.
The rifle, but the gun body was motionless when Lao Dongbei grabbed it! The Japanese soldier couldn't help being shocked. Before the Japanese soldier could let go and retreat, Lao Dongbei suddenly took off the bayonet on the rifle with his right hand, held it with his backhand, and let go of his left hand.
Turning left and charging forward, the bayonet in his right hand slid along the barrel of the rifle.
The sharp bayonet cut off the Japs soldier's left thumb holding the gun, and then cut off the Japs soldier's right common carotid artery when Old Northeast and the Japs soldier passed each other. The Japs soldier who was stabbed in the neck first screamed strangely.
, and then immediately covered the wound on his left thumb with his right hand, but then he found that his right neck began to spurt blood, and he couldn't help but let out another strange scream. He desperately pressed his right neck with both hands, but the common carotid artery was completely severed.
How can it be held down with hands?
Bright red blood spurted out from the wound on his neck, instantly turning half of the soldier's body red. After losing too much blood, the soldier's legs became weak and he knelt on the ground first, then twitched and leaned on the soil.
He stopped moving. This bloody scene made everyone shocked and speechless for a long time, especially the man in a short shirt who pointed the gun at Old Northeast, his face turned pale. "I am a soldier, in my opinion
, these Japanese soldiers are invaders regardless of whether they lay down their weapons or not, so the only thing I need to do is to try every means to kill these invaders. The more invaders die, the fewer people will die. This is a series of three
Even a 20-year-old kid knows this, don't say you don't know it." Before the man in the short shirt could react, Tang Cheng raised his right hand and fired two shots, killing the remaining two Japanese soldiers in a pool of blood.
"Don't talk to me about preferential treatment for prisoners. When there is food, it should be given to those who can fight, and the people's mouths should be taken care of. How can you save your own food for these Japanese soldiers?" Seeing the short message
A hint of shame flashed in the eyes of the man in a shirt, and Tang Cheng and Laodongbei couldn't help but look at each other, who are these people? They would rather go hungry than feed the Japanese prisoners of war.