"Da da da da da da" before the passers-by a few meters away came to their senses, the shell gun in Tang Cheng's hand suddenly spit out a tongue of flame towards the crowd of passers-by. The shell gun that was transferred to the continuous-fire turntable killed the enemy with just one burst.
All the bullets in the magazine were fired. "Crack!" The rifle in Tang Cheng's hand fell to the ground, and the M1911 was nestled in his hand again. The cautious Tang Cheng was also preparing to use the M199 to reload the bullets of the passers-by who were lying in a pool of blood.
The bullets fired in a fan shape dropped the passers-by who still had cigarettes in their hands into a pool of blood. The man with a fleshy face who was guiding Tangcheng was still alive, and the bullet just hit his back. "Who are you?
Who are you?" Those who love shell guns all over the world are Chinese bandits and bandits, but the m1911 in Zhao Zhi's hand is not something ordinary people can own. The injured man asked Tangcheng for answers in a stiff Chinese dialect.
Tang Cheng looked like he was no more than a teenager. A young man of this age would never be an officer in the regular army, but the m1911 in Tang Cheng's hand was a pistol that only senior officers in the Chinese Army were qualified to wear. "You are
Are you asking me? Then tell me first, who are you?" After checking the passers-by who had been shot and fallen, and making sure that only the savage-faced guy in front of him was still alive, Tang Cheng waved to Jiu
Jin came over and dragged the body into the grass on the side of the road.
Glancing at the man with clenched teeth, Tang Cheng squatted down and began to search through the bags of the corpses. All the things were piled into a small pile on the ground by Tang Cheng. In the end, Tang Cheng even took off their clothes and shoes.
Tang Cheng did this to confirm that his inference was accurate, but the man who vomited blood didn't think so. He spat out two mouthfuls of blood and breathed more comfortably and shouted sharply, "What are you doing? Why?
Even the body must be humiliated?”
"Is it humiliating? I don't think so. I just want to confirm something." Tang Cheng said in Japanese with a smile. His standard Kyoto accent stunned the man who was struggling on the ground. He couldn't think of this person who looked like he was only in his teens.
If the young man can speak fluent Japanese, "Don't make blind guesses, why don't you tell me who you are first? If you answer my question, I guarantee that all of your friends will be buried decently, otherwise
You and your companions will have no choice but to be thrown into the wilderness to feed wild dogs. I think your Amaterasu would never want to see such a thing happen."
Tang Cheng's fluent Japanese not only stunned the living man, but also Jiujin who came to help. However, Jiujin only shook his head and returned to normal. A person who avenges his village will definitely not be
As a bad guy, Tang Cheng would naturally not decide that Jiujin had classified himself as a good guy. At this time, he was busy talking to the man. As for what Jiujin thought, Tang Cheng had no time to answer.
"Do you have anything else to say?" Seeing Jiujin dragging the corpses of all the passers-by who had been stripped naked into pigs to the wilderness, Tang Cheng finally lit a cigarette and handed the bullet to the man with blood on the corner of his mouth.
It probably hit the man's lung lobe. When the man talked or smoked, blood would flow out of the corner of his mouth. He couldn't survive like this. "Don't come to China again in the next life. Stay at your own home."
." There was a gunshot, and a bullet hole appeared on the forehead of the man holding a cigarette in his mouth, and the blood and blood splashed out from the back of his head covered the soil.
"It's okay. They are a few Japanese soldiers pretending to be refugees. They are the same Japanese soldiers who came to Jiujin's village and killed them." He piled those things on the ground with his clothes in his pocket, and Tang Cheng returned to the cart with Jiujin.
Facing the concerned look of the old man surnamed Wu, Tang Cheng just brushed it off with a few words. The passers-by who were spotted by Jiujin were all Japanese soldiers, forward scouts affiliated with the Hashimoto detachment, and lived in Jiujin.
The main purpose of killing people in the village is to get enough clothes and food.
Tang Cheng didn’t know what the Hashimoto detachment of the Japanese army did, but the Japanese army sent an entire detachment to pretend to be Chinese on such a large scale. It was not a simple matter. The bag of things wrapped in clothes was thrown away by Tang Cheng
In a corner of the cart, the little girl was sleeping soundly in the arms of the old woman. The sound of shooting in Tangcheng just now did not wake her up. "These are bullet casings. They are no longer useful. Let's leave quickly."
"Taking the bullet casings handed over by Jiu Jin and throwing them into the weeds on the roadside, Tang Cheng got on the donkey and urged Jiu Jin to drive on the road.
Maybe she saw how Tang Cheng shot and killed those passers-by. The old woman holding the little girl looked at Tang Cheng with evasive eyes, but Tang Cheng didn't care at all. As long as the family of three could be sent to Nanjing smoothly
, he has nothing to do with them. What others think is other people's business. As long as Tang Cheng feels he has a clear conscience. Tang Cheng, who is riding on the back of a donkey, is a little absent-minded, as is Jiu Jin, who is sitting on the shaft of the cart and driving the cart.
Tang Cheng really thought about what the Japanese soldier said to him just now, but Jiujin was worried that Tang Cheng would not continue to take him with him after arriving in Nanjing.
At first, when the old man surnamed Wu told Jiujin that Tang Cheng was a stupid Japanese soldier, Jiujin thought it was the old man surnamed Wu who was bragging. Later, when he saw Tang Cheng covered in blood and holding a gun, Jiujin chose to believe the old man for no reason.
If he recognized those people wearing the clothes of his relatives and friends in his village, all Jiu Jin could think of was risking his own life. If he killed one, he would earn one by killing two. Those Japanese people who could kill an entire village should not be
The idle people.
What Jiujin didn't expect was that a sudden killing spree would occur in Tangcheng, and he would kill all the Japanese he recognized in one encounter. The entire village was dead, a total of 72 people. Jiujin wanted to avenge them, but
He knew that just relying on the short sword on his waist was not enough, so he wanted to learn how to use a gun from Tang Cheng. Just now Jiu Jin saw with his own eyes that Tang Cheng wrapped several short guns into the clothes. He already had
There are two short guns. There should be no more short guns wrapped in clothes.
Riding on the back of a donkey, Tang Cheng once again thought of those in the Second Company. If Xie Bo and Liu Yangyang were here, they must know what the Hashimoto detachment does and why those Japanese soldiers disguised themselves as Chinese people.
. Turning his head to look at the little girl who had woken up at some point, Tang Cheng smiled at the little girl and took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth. He seemed to be very leisurely competing with the little girl and making faces.
Going further, sporadic refugees began to appear. Not far away, the refugees Tang Cheng and the others encountered had begun to show signs of gathering. They told Jiu Jin not to pay attention to these refugees. Tang Cheng and Jiu Jin each carried a big wooden stick.
Be wary of people with evil intentions among these refugees. "We can't stop. Now the Japanese soldiers don't dare to show up openly. They are still safe. They are all people with hands and feet. We can't help them forever."
Seeing that there were children among the refugees, the kind-hearted old woman wanted to take out the food in her small bag to help them, but was stopped by Tangcheng.
"I know you are always kind-hearted, but have you forgotten the time when Xiao Guoer was so hungry that he cried in the forest? These children are all following their relatives, and judging from their clothes, they are not children from poor families. What do you think?
If you still insist on going your own way, let's separate here. The cart is for you and I can ride on the donkey." Seeing that the old woman did not listen to the advice, the old man surnamed Wu seemed to want to help, so Tang Cheng had to say something.
Be more serious. I believe that as long as the old couple are not fools, they will definitely make the right choice.
Something contrary to expectations happened. Tang Cheng had threatened the old couple with parting ways, but the old woman still ignored Tang Cheng's obstruction and insisted on giving the nine kilograms of food she found from the village to the children, and even
Let the children get on the carriage. "Well, let's block the separation here. Anyway, there are more people on the road. Jiu Jin said that if we go further, there will be villages and towns along the way." He stopped the old man surnamed Wu.
To persuade him to stay, Tang Cheng took back the bag of things from the carriage, led his donkey and left slowly.
"Xiao Tang, we didn't mean that. Even if you want to leave, you must at least listen to what I said before leaving." Seeing that Tang Cheng insisted on leaving, the old man surnamed Wu reached out and grabbed Tang Cheng's sleeve. Tang Cheng did not
He stopped and just smiled and shook his head at the old man surnamed Wu. Ever since he came out of the grave with blood stains on his body, Tang Cheng had noticed the look in the eyes of the old woman and the little girl secretly looking at him, that strange and unfamiliar look.
Tang Cheng was hit hard by the wary eyes. He didn't expect that the person he tried so hard to protect would look at him with unfamiliar and wary eyes.
"Old man, to be honest, I don't want to go to Nanjing at all. Some of these people will definitely go to Nanjing. You should go with them. If you get to Nanjing early, you can meet your family earlier." Tang Cheng said to the hiding man.
The little girl who was peeking at her behind the old woman waved her hand, led her donkey and was about to leave.
"I'll go with you. I'll go wherever you go. I can do anything and can be your helper." Tang Cheng was stopped again, this time by the honest-looking Jiujin. Regardless of the old man,
Despite the woman's obstruction, Jiu Jin was determined to leave with Tang Cheng. Naturally, Tang Cheng knew why Jiu Jin insisted on following him. But now he wanted to go in the direction of Sichuan, and he might not encounter any obstacles along the way.
Besides, there were only two Japanese soldiers. If they encountered prepared Japanese soldiers, they would not be enough for the Japanese to kill.
"Big Bird, Big Bird," a child in the carriage pointed at the sky and shouted with a smile. Tang Cheng, who was stopped by Jiu Jin, subconsciously raised his head and looked up at the sky. There were more than one black shadow that the child laughed at and called Big Bird.
, as the roar reached Tang Cheng’s ears, the “big bird” in the sky became bigger and bigger, until Tang Cheng recognized it as a plane. “Quickly spread out, get down, it’s a plane, the plane is coming.”
Tang Cheng grabbed the little girl from the carriage and threw her into Jiu Jin's arms. Then he took the package and called the old couple to run towards the roadbed.