The night is illuminated like day.

The intensive sound of gunfire made a person who had just arrived here and not yet figured out what was going on be so frightened that he trembled.

For the Japanese monkeys who risked their lives to get out, it was a complete nightmare.

They have absolutely no room for resistance.

This is not the scariest thing.

The most frightening thing is that under such a crazy attack, some Japanese monkeys could no longer stand up. They threw away their weapons, raised their hands high, and shouted loudly to surrender.

However, perhaps the person on the other side did not understand Japanese, because the gunfire never stopped.

The monkeys who stood up and wanted to surrender fell down like wheat before they had time to react.

This is simply the massacre of Chi Guoguo.

One of Hanaoka's arms was hit by a stray bullet. Although the injury was not serious, he was really stunned when faced with such a situation.

Why?

Why did it become like this?

Why is there such powerful firepower?

"Your Excellency, we are surrounded." Seeing Wanichi Ishida, Sergeant Hanaoka shouted loudly.

Ishida Wanyi laughed sadly.

Surrounded? Do you even need to say that?

When he was first attacked, he still wanted to resist with all his strength and lead his men out of this terrible place as soon as possible.

However, the moment the gunfire officially sounded, Ishida Wanichi, who has rich combat experience, immediately knew that he and his men could no longer leave here.

Moreover, when he saw with his own eyes that the lives of his subordinates who wanted to surrender were ruthlessly taken away by gunfire, he became completely desperate.

This is not only a trap, but a trap prepared to eliminate them all!

There is no possibility of escape at all.

The Americans never thought of letting themselves and their subordinates go!

In this case, let’s destroy them all here!

Ishida Wanichi gritted his teeth: "Hanaoka-kun, it's impossible. For the glory of the empire, charge to the death!"

Sergeant Hanaoka was startled and charged?

What is the difference between charging and dying now?

"Your Excellency, I will cover you and retreat." Sergeant Hanaoka said urgently: "While there is still a chance!"

Chance?

Hearing this, Ishida Wanyi smiled bitterly.

Where are the opportunities?

This ambush was completely well planned.

"Obey the order, Hanaoka-kun." Ishida Wanyi sighed heavily, and then added: "Perhaps, this is the last time I give you an order."

From his superior's words, Sergeant Hanaoka could hear deep despair.

"Then, leave the important task of fighting to the death to me!" Sergeant Hanaoka said through gritted teeth.

"Everything, please." Ishida Wanyi bowed deeply to his subordinates.

Sergeant Hanaoka stood up, holding a rifle, and almost shouted: "For the glory of the empire, for the sake of His Majesty the Emperor, break the jade!"

A group of Japanese soldiers who were forced into a desperate situation followed Sergeant Hanaoka and rushed forward like a group of madmen.

Looking at these subordinates, Ishida Wanyi sighed deeply again.

He actually knew very well that if these people rushed out, they would die.

However, Ishida Wanichi has his own ideas.

His mission is to lead this group of subordinates to persist in guerrilla warfare in the jungle, attacking and harassing the U.S. military.

Moreover, he still remembers what his boss told him when he received the mission:

"Lieutenant Ishida, you bear an extremely heavy responsibility. You must persevere unconditionally. When the imperial army launches a counterattack, you and your warriors will be the vanguard to plant the imperial flag all over the Philippines!"

As a fanatical monarchist, Ishida Wanichi was filled with pride at that moment and regarded this as a mission that he must complete.

Therefore, no matter how difficult the conditions were, he maintained the belief that he would win.

Although, there was a moment of wavering.

But he quickly gave up this idea.

He firmly believed that the empire's counterattack would definitely come.

However, when he walked into the trap and fell into despair, his mood changed instantly.

In fact, most people are like this.

Changing from one environment to another often causes huge changes in mentality.

In the jungle, Ishida Wanichi commanded a large number of soldiers, and he must demand himself as an imperial officer.

A breath of energy has always been supporting him.

Moreover, there is always a glimmer of hope in his heart.

However, when he and everyone were in dire straits and he lost all his privileges, that mentality suddenly leaked.

But a selfish voice in his heart kept telling him, destroy it, let everything be destroyed.

At least, when he died, he was still a loyal minister of the empire.

He pulled out his command knife and wiped it carefully, turning a deaf ear to the sounds of gunfire and shouts of death around him.

He suddenly found someone beside him.

That was his orderly Nishikawa.

Nishikawa just stared at his boss blankly.

He smiled and waved to Xichuan.

Nishikawa walked to his side obediently.

"Sit." Ishida Wanyi pointed in front of him.

Nishikawa sat down like a puppet.

"Are you afraid of death?"

When Ishida Wanyi asked this question, Nishikawa nodded first, and then shook his head hurriedly.

"Don't be afraid, everyone will face death." Ishida Wanyi said with a smile: "We cannot fall into the hands of the enemy. For an imperial soldier, that would be a huge shame. If you can't do it, neither can I.

Do you understand?"

Xi Chuan nodded in confusion.

Suddenly, he felt a chill in his chest.

He lowered his head and discovered to his horror that a knife had been inserted into his chest.

Ishida Wanyi slowly pulled out the knife bit by bit, with a ferocious look on his face: "Xikawa, you are a good subordinate. I am very grateful to you for taking care of me during this time. But no one can be my person.

No prisoners."

When the final tip of the knife was pulled out, Nishikawa's body fell backwards.

Ishida Wanyi carefully wiped off the blood on the knife again and untied his clothes.

He pointed the tip of the knife at his own belly.

However, he discovered that murder and suicide were two completely different concepts, and he seemed to lack the courage to stab him with a knife.

…

"Crazy people, they are all crazy people."

Major Garland said coldly.

Crete, however, had a smile on his face: "Isn't that just right? These Japanese monkeys were surrounded by us, but they refused to surrender and instead attacked us crazily."

"yes."

Major Garland smiled too.

What a pleasant night.

The sound of gunfire gradually became sporadic.

it's over.

All is over.
Chapter completed!