When Nan Zhongmei heard this bottomless insult, she picked up something next to her and tried to smash it down.
Zhou Weiguo grabbed her and said, "If you want to smash it down, it will be as he wants."
Xiao Ya also came to Nan Zhongmei and said with a smile: "Sister, he knows that no prisoners will be given preferential treatment. He is so abusive, just because he wants us to take action and get rid of him, so that he can get a happy life. Take it seriously."
I am willing to let him die so happily."
Even if you wanted to, I guess Awen wouldn't let him be so happy.
"Of course I don't want to." Nan Zhongmei's eyes turned gloomy and looked at Zhou Weiguo; "I didn't let him scold me for no reason. You must satisfy me."
Zhou Weiguo hummed, took the tea from the side and took a sip: "Don't worry, I will make you satisfied."
Xu Hu came to Zhou Weiguo and lowered his voice: "Captain, what should we do?"
"Simple, get a cross and tie it up for me. Our country's military has always been kind, but how their people will deal with him is beyond our consideration."
So what if I don't die?
The intensive artillery fire from the Japanese attack can kill you again.
You are not afraid of death, but you are afraid of dying at the hands of your own people.
What Zhou Weiguo wanted was for this man to die in their own hands.
"None of us want to be stained with the blood of such evil beasts. It will dirty our hands, but what they do with those beasts is beyond our consideration."
Shangjing listened to it and was stunned for a while.
Zhou Weiguo was really cruel when he did this.
For a long time, in Shangjing's heart, Zhou Weiguo was considered an easy-going person. Even when he talked to the soldiers around him, he always smiled. He already thought in his heart that he would be a good person.
But now it seems that it is necessary for him to re-judge his evaluation.
How can this person have any compassion at all? If he really wants to torment others, he will be more cruel than himself.
When the Secret Service Corps built defensive positions, many inappropriate tree trunks were left behind.
This is just enough to tie up a cross.
After the cross was completed, Aoi tied it to it and erected it less than eleven meters in front of the first battalion's position.
Aoi struggled, and now he was tied here like an ornament.
Even life and death cannot be controlled by oneself.
He could only shout loudly, hoping that the soldiers on the opposite side would give him a good time. Even if he died, he would never want such humiliation.
His military rank was not torn off.
Therefore, when the observation post on the opposite side saw clearly who the tied up person was, they notified the brigade headquarters as soon as possible.
Nakamura, who was discussing the plan with the chief of staff and others, heard that Aoi had the enemy tied up in front of the position, and walked out with a telescope in disbelief.
His telescope has a large magnification and can clearly see the situation on the opposite side.
Aoi was yelling something with an angry look on his face. His hands and feet were tied up, and blood was seeping out of his feet bit by bit. The other party had no intention of treating him at all.
His face was very pale, and he was twisting his body in the sun, struggling against the thick rope, but it was of no avail.
"Baga, why are they so cruel?" Nakamura's face was gloomy, and he felt indignant.
The chief of staff also saw the situation in the distance.
He was not angry, but rather worried.
This army, or the surrounding armies, are now filled with hatred, and they have been stimulated by what happened in Jinling.
The incident in Jinling has been in the past for a long time, but these people have not given up their hatred at all.
The next battle will be more intense.
"Your Excellency, Brigade Commander, we need to re-evaluate their combat effectiveness on the basis of the original. Their anger has invisibly improved their combat effectiveness."
What?
It is already difficult to deal with such people, and I still need to improve and evaluate their combat effectiveness. Then how to fight the next battle.
It is true that he is indeed a first-class division.
But now, he is mainly responsible for security and local security work. He has limited trainers for soldiers. Some of them have even retired.
Now...
We ran into some tough problems right from the start.
What should we do?
The adjutant saw the brigade commander standing by and said nothing.
What he was thinking about now was how to face Aoi on the other side.
Now the entire position can see the situation on the other side. Should he be allowed to be tied up there? It will make people laugh.
"Your Excellency, Brigade Commander, Aoi, what should we do next?"
What can be done?
Nakamura was so angry that he gritted his teeth and narrowed his eyes; "Let the marksman get rid of him."
If you let him hang there all the time, you are not degrading yourself.
The adjutant immediately went to prepare, and not long after, a sharpshooter called the adjutant forward; "Your Excellency, the brigade commander, rather than letting him suffer the insults of the enemy, it is better for us to give him a happy life. He has completed his duties as a soldier of the empire. The empire will
Always remember them."
"Your Majesty, the brigade commander, is a man of great benevolence and righteousness. He will never give up even if he humbles himself to his duty." After the soldier said a few words, he turned around and went to the front to give Aoi a happy life.
But when he lay down on the ground and took aim with his rifle, he realized something was wrong.
He looked vaguely at the soldiers beside him; "Go and ask for the adjutant."
Tsk…
In the regimental bunker, Zhou Weiguo bent down and glanced at Aoi on the cross, then frowned: "Who paid such attention? It's such a loss."
When Nan Zhongmei heard the word "loss", she quickly took the telescope and looked into the distance, and she took it seriously.
The soldiers of the first battalion, worried that Aoi would be beaten to death, actually hung a black pot in front of his body, and also covered his head with a steel helmet.
If the Japanese army's marksmanship was poorer.
This shot, seriously, can't kill him.
"There is indeed some damage, but this is good. Sometimes torturing a person is not to let him die in the hands of his own people, but to make him not even have a chance to let his own people get rid of him." Nan Zhongmei narrowed her eyes; "
Such people will be rewarded."
In the first battalion position, Liu Zhihui hummed as he admired his masterpiece.
After Aoi was hung up, he couldn't lift it like this. The Japanese army's individual combat ability and shooting ability were very strong.
With such a small distance, the opponent might be able to kill him with one shot.
Then Aoi's death was not too easy. How could such a piece of shit be allowed to die like this?
If a problem can be solved with one bullet, why should we at least let them consume some shells?
If you want to kill him with one shot, is he too cheap?
"Very good. Now, even their sharpshooters have to think about their accuracy. It would be fine if they hit the head with one shot, but it would be useless if they hit the pot." He narrowed his eyes and thought.
After thinking about it, he hummed, "You can't say it's useless at all, but it's still somewhat useful."
