"Report to the group, we have captured one alive."
"Okay, hahaha!"
Half an hour later, Xu Dazhuang reported to Dragon Boat Festival with a lively Japanese soldier.
Dragon Boat Festival saw the devil showing an evil smile.
The little devil was very nervous. He pretended to lower his head, but his eyes were wandering around. If he wasn't looking for a chance to escape, he was planning to grab a grenade or something and die together with the enemy in front of him.
They knew how they treated Chinese prisoners of war. They used Chinese prisoners of war to practice bayonets, practice guns, bury them alive, behead them, set them on fire and burn them alive, etc. They had done it all.
The unscrupulous Japs just like to torture the Chinese and watch the Chinese scream in pain to satisfy their sick hearts.
Therefore, after the little Japanese with a guilty conscience became a prisoner of war, he not only feared all the way, but also always thought about the tricks they used on Chinese prisoners of war. Maybe the Chinese would do it to him.
Pierce the arms of the Chinese soldiers with wires and string them together. Use a branding iron to brand each of them with a mark. How about pulling out every fingernail of the Chinese soldiers during torture and watching them suffer?
Screaming for several hours.
Or they might break every rib of a Chinese soldier with a wooden stick, and then play the pipa with their fingers. Each time they played, they would be accompanied by painful howls from the Chinese soldiers.
They will also rub salt into the wounds of injured Chinese soldiers and watch the Chinese soldiers' lives worse than death.
Or, burn a pot of boiling oil and put the hands of Chinese soldiers into the pot and fry them. The heart-rending screams will continue until the Chinese soldiers are completely dead.
So at this time, the little devil shudders when he thinks about his past sins.
He felt that the Chinese would not let him go.
He was nervous, extremely nervous. He even wanted to find a comfortable way to die.
For example, grabbing a grenade is the best option. With a bang, he can go back to see his Amaterasu.
But the Chinese soldiers around him were more ferocious in appearance and more difficult to mess with. I remember when he was captured, one of the Chinese arms pressed him so hard that he couldn't move. That powerful elbow almost crushed him.
His backbone.
So he felt that he would not succeed and would be beaten up by Chinese soldiers.
He was familiar with Chinese fists. When he resisted, he was hit by a punch from someone who gave him a concussion and passed out. Then the hateful Chinese poured cold water on him to wake him up.
It was winter, but the Chinese poured cold water on him without mercy.
So he believes that Chinese people are the devil.
But now he wanted to grab the grenade from the devil. He felt that he must be crazy.
He didn't have the guts to snatch the grenade, so he thought biting his tongue to commit suicide was a good option. Although he didn't know what the principle was. But biting off his tongue would kill him, and he wanted to try it.
It was only when he bit it experimentally that he realized that biting his tongue hurt, right?
The Japanese were very upset that they could not even die.
He once laughed at those Chinese soldiers, who had no backbone at all and actually became prisoners. If it were their Imperial Japanese Army, they would have committed seppuku.
But now, when it was his turn, he realized that it was not that simple to die. Death requires courage.
He was afraid of being beaten when he snatched the grenade, and he was afraid of pain when biting his tongue.
The reason is that I don't want to die.
Because he didn’t want to die, he didn’t dare to grab the grenade from the Chinese soldier. If he didn’t want to die, he didn’t dare to bite his own tongue.
At this time, he didn't want to die even more, so he was walking on thin ice with fear.
Then, he thought of his bushido and his emperor.
He wanted to follow the example of many of his colleagues and shout loudly, "Long live His Majesty the Emperor," and let his Amaterasu give him courage.
But as soon as he raised his head, Xu Dazhuang gave him a spoon, and he almost suffered a concussion again.
"You damn little devil, hurry up!"
Xu Dazhuang scolded him. Although the kid didn't understand, he thought he meant to clear the way for him.
He obediently followed the team, and the majesty of the Japanese Imperial Army was completely lost, just like the third grandson.
At the same time, the Dragon Boat Festival was very happy when seeing the Japanese soldiers jumping around!
He didn't know who his enemy was, so Xu Dazhuang captured one alive.
Without further ado, Duanwu immediately made arrangements and imitated the Japanese tone and asked: "What kind of work do you do?"
Perhaps it was because the majesty of the Imperial Japanese Army had been completely lost just now, which aroused the kid's sense of shame. The kid pretended to be very tough and said: "Oh my, it's the work of the Imperial Japanese Army."
"beat him!"
Dragon Boat Festival didn't give the little devil a chance to show off, and directly ordered him to be beaten.
At this time, what were Xu Dazhuang and others waiting for? He was kicked down, and then punched and kicked.
They were never polite to the little Japs. They knew what every Japs did when cleaning the battlefield. They would stab every Chinese soldier who fell on the ground with a bayonet.
Of course, unless the little devils rush to chase the fleeing Chinese soldiers, they can escape the disaster.
And if Xu Dazhuang hadn't thought it was important to capture someone alive, his punch at that time would not only have made the Japanese guy faint.
The little devil screamed and screamed after being beaten. Duanwu signaled to stop, then pulled the little devil up and repeated the previous question: "What kind of work do you do?"
The beaten Japanese thought for a moment and said, "I just answered that the Imperial Japanese Army was beaten. I can't answer like that this time." He thought that the Chinese people called him a Japanese, so he said confidently: "Oh my god, what a Japanese."
live."
"Yoohee!"
Duanwu was very satisfied, patted the little devil on the shoulder and asked: "Your name, position, and unit number."
"Nani?"
The Japs were very surprised. It turned out that his Chinese was not very good. And the only thing you did was to learn it recently. Because they often have to set up cards, and when they meet Chinese people, they must know this sentence. So the Japs learned this sentence.
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Duanwu felt it. This Japanese guy didn't speak Chinese very well, so he asked in Japanese: "Your name, position, and unit number."
"snort!"
The Japanese raised his face at a 45-degree angle very proudly.
Duanwu shouted: "Keep beating me."
"Yes, Tuanzuo!"
Xu Dazhuang took the Japanese over and gave him a loud mouth.
But the little devil is very strong, and doesn't care at all when being slapped by a big mouth. This is what they practice in Japan. They hold their necks straight and let you slap them. If you beat them for three days and three nights, they won't move.
Duanwu was speechless and thought to himself: This Xu Dazhuang actually picked up what others are good at. What effect will that have?
Duanwu was getting angry, but he didn't expect Lao Shou to come back with his people at this time, and also captured a living Japanese. Duanwu saw it from all the way, and thought it was good. It's hard to deal with one small Japanese, but it's much easier to deal with two.
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So Duanwu signaled Xu Dazhuang to stop temporarily, and then whispered in Japanese to the beaten Japanese: "Look, another one has come. Now you say, there is still a chance. Anyway, only one of you two can survive. Do you think,
Will he speak first, or you?"
But this Japs is a bastard who is determined to do anything, and he does not believe that there will be a traitor in the Imperial Japanese Army.
He replied arrogantly: "You are daydreaming!"
boom!
Duanwu raised his hand and shot the little devil in the head.
I'm sorry for you, I've been asking you for so long and I didn't even ask you a name, so what's the use of you?
But the most important thing is that during the Dragon Boat Festival, he wanted to kill chickens to scare monkeys. In front of one Japanese, he shot another Japanese. He told the enemy clearly that this would be the fate of disobedience.
The Japanese man brought back by Lao Snoring was really frightened, and his legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees.
Lao Snoring grabbed the collar of the other person's neck and lifted him up, as if he was carrying a chicken.
During World War II, the little Japanese were generally not tall. It is said that a Japanese who can reach 1.7 meters is considered a giant among the Japanese. Therefore, unlike those seen in TV series, the little Japanese are not that tall at all.
, the height difference with the Chinese is between one head and half a head.
In addition, it is not surprising that the devil is as thin as a chicken.
As soon as Lao Shou mentioned it, he picked up the little devil and threw him in front of Duanwu.
Duanwu said in Japanese: "I asked him a question, but he didn't say anything. His conscience was greatly damaged. Now I ask you your name, position, and unit number."
"me,......"
The little devil was so frightened that his mouth dropped.
Duanwu held a pistol and pointed it at the little devil's head. The little devil shivered nervously. He gritted his teeth and said: "My name is Suzuki Santaro. My position is private. I am the first infantryman of the Botian detachment."
Duanwu was very satisfied. It would be much easier if he knew who he was fighting. Of course, this was not enough. He needed to know the specific number of enemies and their firepower configuration.
"Tell me how many people you have here and the status of their weapons and equipment. I will spare your life, and I will also let you go back."
The Dragon Boat Festival has a stick in one hand and a carrot in the other. Of course the little devil chose the carrot.
He told everything he knew. He said that their Botian detachment had two infantry regiments, an artillery regiment, a baggage regiment, a communications squadron, a medical squadron, two armored squadrons, etc., totaling
There are more than 7,000 people.
Having figured out the enemy's situation clearly, Lao Shou said: "Tuanzuo, this little devil probably only knows so much. Shall I send him on his way?"
Duanwu gouged out Lao Snoring and said: "What do you mean? A person must keep his word. Can we Chinese go back on our word? If we say let him go, let him go. And for the sake of fairness, I have to put our battle
Tell Major General Botian about the number of people, weapon ratio, etc., this is only fair!"
As he said this, Dragon Boat Festival asked Santaro Suzuki in Chinese: Is it fair or not?
Suzuki Santaro nodded and called the Dragon Boat Festival with a ring of his head.
Snapped!
This slap on the head made Santaro Suzuki feel like his head was going to be broken, and he grinned in pain.
"Grandma understands Chinese, but are you still pretending like this?"
Danwu cursed, and Suzuki Santaro quickly explained: "A little bit, a little bit."
Duan Wu said: "I don't care if you know it or not, we Chinese people always keep their word. If we say we'll let you go, we'll let you go."
And if you are very cooperative with me, then I will give you a chance to make a contribution. Go back and tell Bo Tian that the troops on Yushan Mountain are empty. The weapons and equipment are still using the same old guns. Do you know what the old guns are?"
Dragon Boat Festival asked Santaro Suzuki, who quickly said: "Type 88 rifle, we still have a good understanding of China's weapons and equipment."
"Very good, just say that we are using old-fashioned guns that can't even kill a bird. There is only one machine gun per company, and there is no artillery. There are only two thousand people on the whole mountain. As long as your general
Do you understand that a large corps attack can capture the Yushan position in minutes and achieve great success?"
"Hey, I understand... No, no, no, I don't understand, I would never say that."
Suzuki Santaro nodded repeatedly at first, but then he thought again, this is wrong. What if I exposed the other party's secrets and the other party wouldn't let me go? So he quickly changed his mind.
Danwu put his arm around Santaro Suzuki's shoulders and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, the time has come for you to make a contribution. Just say this when you get back. I support you. Just arrived in Paris!"
After cheering up the little devil, Duanwu turned around and said in Lao Snoring's ear: "When you send him down the mountain, you must ensure the safety of this little devil. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Tuanzuo!"
Lao Shou responded, although he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Tuanzuo's gourd, but he just did as he was told.
Lao Snoring left with Santaro Suzuki. But at this time, Xie Jinyuan said: "Tuanzuo, what do you mean?"
Duan Wu did not answer, but twisted his butt like a madman and sang: "Selling my love, you bear a debt of conscience, no matter how much love you give, you can never buy it back... Oops,...
....”
My legs hurt during the Dragon Boat Festival, and I almost lost my waist.
Xie Jinyuan was speechless, because following such a group, he felt like he had a headache. And he didn't know what the group was singing.
But at this time, the Dragon Boat Festival suddenly stopped singing, turned around and asked in surprise: "How many straw men have I asked you to pierce?"
Xie Jinyuan thought for a while and said: "Everyone is digging trenches, but there are only a hundred people digging trenches, right? There should be two hundred now."
"Not enough, not enough. Go quickly and ask them to stop digging and get thousands of scarecrows scattered around the position. The speed must be fast. All the people on the mountain, except for those standing guard and sentry, are going to build the scarecrows and scarecrows."
People must wear military uniforms and helmets. Go ahead!"
Duanwu urged, but Xie Jinyuan had no choice but to go to Zhong Jiushan to convey Duanwu's order.
Zhong Jiushan was confused and thought: Why don't you dig trenches? Why are you digging straw men again? This special commissioner really thinks about it.
The soldiers of the 174th Division also began to complain: "Grandma, are you trying to tire us out? The trenches haven't been dug yet, and they asked us to build scarecrows again!"
"That is, his brothers have all gone to the rear to enjoy their lives, but we are left behind to work as coolies for him."
"What the hell, I quit."
"Yes, yes, we quit. Where can we find so much wormwood? We have to take off our clothes and hats to put on the straw man. Is it cold for the straw man?"
"That's right, it's winter, do you want to freeze to death?"
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"What are you doing?"
At this moment, Zhong Jiushan noticed that soldiers were gathering and walked over with a sullen face.
But when they saw Zhong Jiushan, the soldiers dared not speak out in anger. They could only say sarcastically: "Let's just obey the master's order!"
"Yes, teachers have to listen to others. What can we do?"
One, two, three, a group of people left reluctantly.
Zhong Jiushan frowned, because the departure of Sun Bo'an and others has always been a thorn in the side of his soldiers.
He didn't know what to say to make these soldiers understand. He could only hope that when the enemy's artillery fire rang out, these people would fight the enemy as bravely as before.
But this scene happened to be seen by Xie Jinyuan.
He shook his head slightly, because when he let Sun Bo'an and others go at the Dragon Boat Festival, he had told the regiment that Sun Bo'an and others could not be let go. Once they left, the morale of the army was weakened, and there were powerful enemies peeking at Yushan.
How to fight?
But the group didn't listen and let him go with just one word.
Xie Jinyuan felt that this matter should not be hidden from the group members, otherwise the group members would not know about it and would not know what would happen.
What are you most afraid of in war? What you are most afraid of is that the troops are disorganized and their morale is low.
Once the morale of the army is weakened and the soldiers lack courage, as soon as the enemy's artillery fire is fired, our own position will be in chaos. The soldiers will scurry around the position like flies on their brows.
Why are they running around? They all want to find a favorable terrain to prepare for escape.
And this is the consequence of Dragon Boat Festival letting Sun Boan leave.
At that time, Xie Jinyuan thought of this. But what Duanwu said to him left him speechless.
Dragon Boat Festival said: As a soldier, you should keep your word.
But this is indeed true, but we must also think about the consequences.
Now the soldiers of the 174th Division have begun to express their dissatisfaction with Duanwu's order. And if Duanwu orders them to charge again, they don't know what will happen.
Xie Jinyuan couldn't imagine the consequences, so he had to report the matter to Duanwu as soon as possible.
But at this time, Xie Jinyuan was eager to return, leaving aside the search for the Dragon Boat Festival. He said that although the Japanese search team was repelled by the Special Second Company and the Special Third Company, killing more than 20 people, they found the body of Shigeto Chiaki and brought him with him.
Went back.
When the Hatada Japanese saw Shigeto Chiaki's body, his expression was extremely painful. It was so tragic that Shigeto Chiaki was shot in the head. The bullet went in from one temple and came out from the other temple, just like a bloody gourd.
The blood on his head, his brains and pulp were all exposed. If his soldiers hadn't introduced him as Chiaki Shigeto, he wouldn't have even believed that the dead body in front of him was his former colleague.
While grabbing Chiaki Shigeto's hand, Hatada Jaeko murmured: "Shigeto-kun, Shigeto-kun, you have been so strong all your life, and you have been fighting with others all your life. I never thought that you would be here today?..."