"We are prisoners. Doesn't the People's Liberation Army want to treat prisoners preferentially?"
The high-ranking Japanese soldiers who were being held were screaming in fear, their bodies were shaking unconsciously, and their hearts were extremely panicked. Are they really going to be beheaded and sacrificed to the flag?
However, no one paid attention to them.
International law has long been outdated. The rise of China should be determined by China.
It is true that prisoners are treated preferentially, but the Japanese are an exception.
"Here comes the knife."
"yes."
Deng Deng Deng.
A guard stepped out of the queue, holding a plate in both hands, with a rusty Tang knife placed on it.
He Zhenzhong reached out and grabbed the Tang Dao.
Although it has been thousands of years and has become rusty, it embodies the spirit of a nation.
This Tang sword was once the sword of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty.
It represents an era when the Chinese nation was the most iron-blooded and most active in foreign affairs.
At that time, when the Tang Sword came out, no country in the world would dare to resist.
Swish.
A cold light flashed.
He Zhenzhong grabbed the Tang Dao.
Deng Deng.
A little devil was caught, no, dragged over, because he was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground and could not stand at all. he he 66
"No"
call.
The icy breath spread across the sky, and the cold light was as cold as iron.
puff.
A ferocious human head flew up, and warm blood splashed onto the military flag, making the already bright military flag even redder. It was truly dyed red by blood.
call.
All the Chinese soldiers around him couldn't help but take a deep breath.
At this moment, regardless of their identity or status, everyone seemed to have a hot flame igniting in their hearts. China has never lacked hot-blooded men in this thousand-year-old country.
"Next."
Deng Deng Deng.
puff.
Another touch of warm blood splashed onto the military flag.
In front of countless tombs of revolutionary martyrs and countless Chinese heroes, He Zhenzhong expressed the determination and belief of future generations in this way.
Why do we call our sages home? There are heroes who use their flesh and blood to block the eyes of little devils. At any time, China has no shortage of real men. It just lacks leaders and the power to awaken them.
However, the numb heart will eventually recover one day, and the cooled blood will eventually boil.
"Next."
The ferocious heads flew down one after another, and the headless corpses fell down.
Soon, the military flag was completely restained by the blood of the Japanese, becoming more vivid and dazzling, like a blazing flame.
The surrounding pines and cypresses were also blown by the wind, and the sun shone down, as if thousands of heroic spirits were resurrected, showing a happy smile.
"Next."
Deng Deng Deng.
Shinzo Abe, who had a deathly look on his face, was dragged over. Looking at the bloody headless corpse, he was so frightened that he peed himself, and his crotch was soaked through. He gritted his teeth and looked in horror at the body that looked like the god of death coming to the world.