Judging from the traces at the scene and the wounds on the corpses of the villagers, these Japanese soldiers not only killed people, but also took pleasure in torturing people.
Many villagers had more than one wound, most of which were bayonet wounds. Many of the wounds avoided vital parts such as the chest and heart, mostly in the lower abdomen and under the ribs.
This explains why there are so many long blood marks on the ground. They are traces of villagers struggling and crawling on the ground with blood after being stabbed by Japanese bayonets. This was deliberately done by the Japanese army in order to increase the suffering of the villagers.
of brutal behavior.
All the team members, including Zhang Xiaoping, can't imagine what deep hatred you have against these villagers who have never met you before. Not only did you kill all these unarmed men, women, and children who were no threat to you, but you also took advantage of their pain before death.
And struggle for fun, is this something that humans can do? They are indeed a bunch of beasts in human skin!
Wan Tiangui had fainted from crying. This sturdy mountain man was exhausted after a night of climbing mountains and wading in rivers. He was also stimulated by the tragic scene of the murder of his relatives in front of him. His body and spirit were overwhelmed, and he finally fainted.
Zhou Wenqiang resisted the urge to set out immediately to hunt down those evil beasts. Judging from the time, these Japanese soldiers should have massacred the village yesterday afternoon.
Because the stoves in many villagers' homes were still warm, it was probably around the time when every household started to light a fire for cooking. So, even if these Japanese soldiers fled overnight, they probably wouldn't be able to get very far.
Besides, he was not familiar with the route in this area, so he still had to wait for Wan Tiangui to wake up or Xiao Shui to arrive before setting off. However, Zhou Wen had already judged the death penalty for these humanoid beasts in his heart. Even if he chased them to the northeast, he would still kill them.
Killed in one shot.
While Zhou Wen was using Prajna Qi to dredge Wan Tiangui's Qi veins, in order to prevent Xiao Shui and the caravan coming from behind from being strongly stimulated, Ti Jing and the others dug thirty-eight pits at the south entrance of the village and dug thirty-eight bodies.
The bodies were wrapped in straw mats found in the village.
Wan Tiangui woke up slowly soon with the help of Prajna Qi. He opened his eyes on the bed, and there were blood stains at the corners of his eyes, which were caused by his eyes widening in anger and grief.
Zhou Wen said softly: "Master Wan, I hope you can express your condolences. The bodies of the villagers have been packed away. I will bury them after you identify them and leave their names."
A trace of bright red tears flowed out of the corners of Wan Tiangui's eyes again, and he began to sob again.
Zhou Wen helped him out of the yard. Wang Tiangui gently broke away from Zhou Wen's arm and staggered towards the entrance of the village. The high-spirited hunter man before seemed to have aged ten years at this moment. There were actually a lot of gray hairs on his temples.
, the straight back is also a little rickety.
At this time, Zhang Xiaoping and Ti Jing's eyes were all red and swollen. Looking at Wan Tiangui's staggering figure and listening to his hoarse crying, they all shed tears again.
Although the brothers of the mercenary group are used to seeing mountains of corpses and seas of blood, this was on the battlefield, where swords faced swords and guns faced guns. The result was a battle of wits and courage between the enemy and ourselves. It was a battle with the army.
Although they had seen the scene where a family of three were killed by Japanese spies in Miaohang Town, now it was an entire village, with thirty-eight people, men, women, old and young. The shocking wounds and marks showed that he was unarmed and showed no resistance.
How much pain and torture (they) experienced before they died. This tragic situation made them sad, angry and shocked. At the same time, they were puzzled as to why the murderer took pleasure in killing people so cruelly.
Have your consciences been eaten by dogs? Did you not only feel no guilt when you slaughtered those old people, women and children, but also got pleasure from it?
What kind of person does it take to be so perverted and cruel?
You must know that the perpetrator is not just one person, but a group of people. Are these people all perverts? Can people who commit such atrocities still be called human beings?
Zhou Wen did not answer their questions. Although he had told all the members of the mercenary group about the brutality of the Japanese army before, in the face of the real facts and the scene, he himself felt the compassion and anger from his heart.
Sure enough, as described in later history books, the Japanese devils of this era were not human beings, but humanoid beasts. They were a group of unreasonable beasts that could not be judged by ethics and morality.
The flame burning in Zhou Wen's chest was even more intense than when Miaohua and the others were injured.
But now is not the time to be impulsive, everything must wait until Miaohua and the others arrive.
As early as when the corpses of the villagers were first discovered, Zhou Wen had already notified Miaohua through the intercom, asking them to arrive as soon as possible on horseback after leaving the city early in the morning.
…
At noon, Miaohua and Xu Dacheng led the team members on horseback to Kouwai Village, along with Xiao Shui who still didn't know that the biggest tragedy in his life had happened to him.
What greeted them at the entrance of the village were thirty-eight newly piled graves, five figures of Zhou Wen and others standing solemnly, and a rickety body that was trembling and whimpering as he added soil to a grave.
Xiao Shui, a young man, suddenly felt heart palpitations when he saw this formation. He quickly jumped off his horse, ran towards Zhou Wen, and said loudly: "Where is my uncle? My uncle..."
Then, he saw the rickety man who stood up and turned around. He hesitantly called out: "Uncle!"
He couldn't believe his eyes. His uncle, who was so refreshed and happy when they broke up yesterday, suddenly turned into a gray-haired old man.
Wan Tiangui wanted to step forward quickly, but his feet gave way. When he was about to fall, Xiao Shui held him up. Xiao Shui said in a trembling voice: "Uncle, why did you become like this? Where are my father and mother?
?And where is Niuniu? I also bought her her favorite candied haws."
Wan Tiangui's old face was full of tears, and he hissed: "It's gone, it's all gone!" After saying that, he hugged the only relative left in the world and burst into tears again. But his tears had already stopped.
It drained dry and my throat became hoarse from crying, leaving only the dry howling from my chest.
Faced with this kind of human tragedy, Miaohua, Xu Dacheng and others' expressions changed greatly, and they took Ti Jing aside to inquire in detail.
…
An hour later, Zhou Wen called Wan Tiangui and Uncle Xiaoshui to him, and said to the two people who were lifeless in body and mind filled with sorrow and pain: "Do you want to take revenge?"
At this time, Wan Tiangui's dim eyes became shiny again, while Xiao Shui's red and swollen eyes widened, and his face began to turn red.
Wan Tiangui knew that Zhou Wen was not an ordinary person. Since he said this, he must know who did it.
He didn't say much, stretched out his hand to press Xiao Shui's head, and knelt down to Zhou Wen with him to kowtow. He knew that this young master was a capable official, and if he wanted to take revenge, he could only ask this young master for help.
