? The door of the house slammed shut behind Zheng Xiao.
Qianshan Muxue sat there blankly. He felt that his mind was completely blank. Zheng Xiao's words seemed to be bombs that shook his mind.
Inflict the same pain on you and let you experience the same pain. The meaning of this sentence cannot be clearer.
Qianshan Muxue could experience that scene without closing her eyes: the overwhelming Dragon Tooth Legion landed on the coast, and then, under the cover of a huge number of air troops and armored troops, advanced towards the hinterland of the island with overwhelming force.
Along the way, they defeated the resisting Japanese troops and fled in panic.
Qianshan Muxue naturally knew very well what the Japanese army did when they occupied China and other countries, and he strongly opposed those heinous atrocities.
But let him think that the same fate would befall them, and the feeling was simply shuddering.
Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you. Many invaders are like this. They feel very proud and happy when they make other countries suffer, but when the same experience befalls them, they will understand that it is
What kind of pain.
The same goes for Americans. Their homeland has not been attacked in the two world wars, so they cannot experience the feeling of trembling in fear and despair. Only when one day beats them until they are hurt and scared, will they be honest.
came down.
Qianshan Muxue was already in despair. Zheng Xiao's words were tantamount to pronouncing the fate of the island country. With the hatred between the Chinese and Japan, even if they were exterminated, it was not impossible.
"Could it be that our invasion was really wrong?" This thought flashed through Qianshan Muxue's mind, but it was immediately denied by herself, "I'm right, I am a soldier of the empire, and the spirit of Bushido is that martial arts will last forever.
Never surrender, for the future of the empire, no matter how big the sacrifice, it is worth it."
The almost crazy stubbornness of the Japanese is simply unreasonable. Qianshan Muxue has determined that his choice is the right one, so he will do it at all costs.
"After I die, take my body back to the country and hand it over to Mr. Fujita Mitsuhiro at the military headquarters." After calling his assistant, Qianshan Muyuki ordered, "You must remember to tell him that I am dying.
My stomach feels uncomfortable again, and the stomach medicine he gave me didn't work."
"General, how about I die for you?" This assistant looks very similar to Qianshan Muxue. In fact, he is Qianshan Muxue's distant brother, which is why the two are so similar.
Qianshan Muxue gave a bitter smile, "You don't know how powerful Zheng Xiao is, you can't fool him with this little trick."
The assistant had no choice but to agree to Qianshan Muxue's request.
After arranging his funeral arrangements, he finally felt a little more relieved, and then looked at the short blade on the table again.
This short blade was called Dansui, and it was given to him by the Emperor in recognition of his outstanding achievements. Unexpectedly, one day he would actually use this short blade.
Picking up the silver wire and pinching it, the water-breaking short blade inlaid with gems, Qianshan Muxue gently stroked it, and said with emotion, "Old friend, I would like to trouble you to send me on my way."
Instruct his assistant to spread a tatami on the ground for him, then help him out of the wheelchair and let him kneel on the tatami.
Gently untying his kimono, Qianshan Muxue exposed his lower abdomen, which was covered with scars, all of which were injuries he had suffered on the battlefield.
With a sonorous sound, the short blade of Cutting Water was pulled out, and under the light of the electric light in the room, it shone with a captivating cold light, reflecting the pale cheeks of Qianshan Muxue.
Japanese people are accustomed to caesarean section, but that doesn't mean they like it. No one who lives well likes to die, so when death comes, even if you are calm, your mood will be a little unstable.
Putting a white scarf on the tatami in front of him, the assistant stepped aside and supported him with his hands to prevent his severely deformed legs from being able to support his body.
Turning the Duanshui short blade upside down, Qianshan Muxue pushed the short blade onto her belly, which was right in the middle of her belly.
Holding the short blade in his right hand, he moved it under the ribs on the left side. Qianshan Muxue gritted his teeth and inserted the short blade under the ribs, then dragged it straight to the right.
The water-breaking short blade was very sharp, so these movements were so smooth that even Qianshan Muxue was a little uncomfortable. Suddenly the movements were a bit too big, and the gash was one-third longer than expected.
After being stunned for a moment, Qianshan Muxue continued with the following actions. His movements were swift and skillful. If it were not known that he had never died, people would have thought that he had been dissected eighteen hundred times.
This is thanks to the rich imagination of Mr. Qianshan Muxue. He has obsessive-compulsive disorder and likes to dream up plots about himself being loyal to the empire by caesarean section. This has become a major hobby of his.
Unexpectedly, his long-standing hobby finally came true, which saved him from being a novice and made the whole process go very smoothly.
A huge cross-shaped wound suddenly appeared on his belly. The severe pain made him break out in a cold sweat, but he managed to hold back a groan.
Suddenly, he pulled out the short blade Duanshui, Qianshan Muxue stabbed his heart hard, and then his body fell forward, twitched and stopped moving.
His assistant was standing aside. He had already drawn his samurai sword, ready to help him if necessary, but now it seemed that he was no longer needed, so he dropped the sword and walked out the door crying.
The door of the room opened, and Zheng Xiao came in with a group of special forces members. He came to Qianshan Muxue, checked his breathing and pulse, and found that he was indeed dead, and then stood up again.
"The general said before he died that he wanted his bones to return to his hometown. Can you please show mercy?" the assistant cried and begged Zheng Xiao.
Zheng Xiao thought for a while, and then agreed happily. The assistant immediately packed up Qianshan Muxue's body and left Sihang Warehouse without taking anything away.
"Zheng Xiao, why did you let him take the body away? Didn't you know that there was something wrong with the body?" Looking at the assistant who was leaving, Lin Shaofeng approached Zheng Xiao and asked in a low voice, "How about I take it with you?"
The man secretly followed him and killed him on the way."
"I've known for a long time that this kind of trick is no longer uncommon." Zheng Xiao looked away from the departing figure and smiled coldly, "So what if he brings back the news? Is it possible that the current island country is blocking the way?
Can you help me?"
Lin Shaofeng was relieved. Only then did he remember the power of Zheng Xiao's Dragon Fang Legion. Even if the island country had received the news in advance and made preparations, could it be Zheng Xiao's opponent?
This is just like a praying mantis, no matter how strong and desperate it is, it is no match for the wheels of a heavy truck. When the difference in strength is too great, all resistance will be powerless.