"Don't kill, don't kill, I'll go find our group right away."
puff!
"Wait, really don't kill me, our group will arrive in half an hour,"
Puff puff!
Lao Abacus was startled by his acting, but Kitashirakawa was convinced that only one of the seven or eight Japanese had been killed.
At this time, even the Jaap officer holding the knife had his hands shaking. He had killed seven of his colleagues and was on the verge of a mental breakdown.
Ito ventured to speak again: "Your Excellency, you can't kill any more. Are these soldiers of our empire?"
Kitashirakawa reprimanded: "Bagaya, as an outstanding soldier of the Japanese Empire, you must be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor at all times. Do you want to lead people into the trap designed by the cunning Dragon Boat Festival?
And by that time, our dead imperial army will not only be seven or eight people, but many people, do you understand? You are not comparable to Aso at all. He never sticks to trivial matters in doing things. You are too orderly.
I'm disappointed."
"Hi!"
Ito bowed quickly. He did not dare to contradict the prince. Otherwise, he would be the next one to be pushed to the guillotine.
At the same time, Kitashirakawa said to Lao Abacus on the other side of the radio station: "Abacus-kun, if your group still doesn't make a decision, then I don't mind killing all the prisoners of war in the city."
Old Abacus looked through the binoculars, and sure enough, there was still a prisoner of war pretending to be a Japanese, and he had been escorted to the killing platform. It was obvious that the killing was about to begin in the next second.
He thought for a while, then ran to ask Duanwu for instructions: "Tuanzuo, there is still one prisoner left who is pretending to be a Japanese."
Duanwu said: "Don't worry, wait until they are all killed, and then I will make him vomit blood. It is best to make this devil prince so angry that he leads a large group of people to come out to fight us."
"Yes, group seat."
Lao Abacus accepted the order, then ran back and said to Kitashirakawa: "Prince Yengxi, our group is very sad. We are crying like tears. We really can't get through it!"
"Baga, do you guys really want to die without saving me? If he doesn't come back, the man on the platform will die too."
Prince Beibai chopped off the Japs on the stage with one finger and shouted at Lao Abacus.
But at this time, the fear of death had scared the Japanese on the beheading platform to the point of peeing. He shouted loudly in Japanese: "Your Excellency, don't kill me, don't kill me,"
"idiot!"
Kitashirakawa was very disgusted, because apparently he was talking to Lao Abacus on the phone, but the Japanese shouted in Japanese not to kill him.
In other words, the Japanese soldier's plea for help must have been heard by Lao Abacus, and Kitashirakawa's plan was also exposed.
Logically speaking, even if the Japs were killed at this time, it would be meaningless, but Kitashirakawa waved his hand with a ferocious expression.
At this moment, when the smile on Kitashirakawa's face disappears, who dares to disobey him?
The Japanese officer in charge of the execution gritted his teeth, clenched the sword with both hands, and slashed again with a whine.
The little devil's expression was still pleading, and he seemed to be saying something, but unfortunately, his life was about to fly outside the city wall along with a column of blood, disappearing in this foreign country forever.
At the same time, Dragon Boat Festival's voice came from the other side of the intercom: "Hahaha, Old Bei, how do you feel about killing so many of your own people? You said that you can't catch the Chinese people, so you are pretending to be one of your own.
It's a pity that I've seen through your little tricks a long time ago."
At this time, most of the Japanese officers were standing near the radio station. Although the sound from the walkie-talkie was not loud, they could hear it clearly. In order to lure the Chinese to attack the city, they killed so many imperial troops.
As a result, the other party had already seen through it.
But Kitashirakawarai would not admit this kind of mistake. He calmed down his anger and then sneered: "Duanwu, do you think those who were killed on the city wall were all imperial soldiers? No, no, no, those are all
It’s you Chinese people. If you don’t believe it, I will let you see the consequences of going against the Imperial Japanese Army.”
Speaking of this, Kitashirakawa winked at Aso.
Taro Aso understood, turned around, and lowered his voice to Ito: "Throw the corpses of the Chinese people who were killed off the city wall."
"Okay, I'll do it right away!"
Ito accepted the order, and when he came down from the city wall, he glanced at the corpses of the eight Japanese on the wall. He was helpless and sad, because these Japanese were all guillotined by him.
But it was useless to talk about it at this time. Those who were dead were dead, and he could only apply for more pensions for them. And what about the living ones? He had to continue to think of ways to live.
As for how long you can live, it depends on everyone's luck. Maybe you can return to Japan alive, but you may stay in this foreign country forever.
Ito sighed for a moment, but then recovered the brutal nature of the Japs. He ordered the Japs soldiers to move the bodies of the killed Chinese people to the city wall, and then follow Kitashirakawa's instructions, and remove them one by one from the city wall.
Throw it away.
Duanwu's eyes were full of anger when he saw this scene. Wang Tong even asked Ying to attack Bengbu City.
Dragon Boat Festival did not lose his mind, because it was obvious that the common people had been killed by the devils long ago. The reason why they were not taken to the city wall was because the devils had killed all the people in the city long ago.
"Order the troops to retreat and leave the sight of Kitashirakawarai."
Duanwu gave the order, but at this time, Wang Tong and Lu Jian said in confusion: "Why is this? The Japanese are killing my compatriots, but we saw it, but we retreated like a turtle? If you, the special commissioner, are afraid, we
Don’t be afraid, let’s attack Bengbu, but I don’t believe that with so many of us, we can’t take down a small city of Bengbu?”
The more Wang Tong and Lu Jian talked, the more angry they became. They even felt that they had misjudged the Dragon Boat Festival commissioner before. The Japs were right in front of them. Not only did he not fight, but he also watched the corpses of his compatriots being destroyed by the Japs.
In the past, those Japs pretending to be prisoners of war were just that, but now the bodies of real Chinese people are being thrown off the city walls one by one.
Seeing that the two people refused to carry out the order, Duan Wu glanced around and said: "Tie them up and take them away. Those who refuse to carry out the battlefield orders will be executed according to battlefield discipline."
After that, Duanwu left directly, while Chen Shusheng and Duanwu's guards took Lu Jian and Wang Tong into custody.
Wang Tong refused to accept it and shouted loudly: "Duanwu, I misjudged you. I originally thought you were a hero, but I didn't expect you to be a coward and a coward!"
PS: Happy New Year, brothers. I’m really sorry for you all this year. I’m so busy that I don’t even have time to update. Last night I finished the PPT at more than ten o’clock. I quickly coded a chapter. It’s a holiday today. I really don’t know what the next chapter will be.
When will I write it? Let me say some apologies first. I will update more when I have time to write the book. Thank you brothers for your continued support. Thank you!