Fifty-four Kou Qiu heads were placed at the feet of each villager who was hung on the tree.
The seven young village girls did not cry loudly. Even though tears were streaming down their faces, they never cried again.
After kneeling on the ground for a long time, what they did surprised Liu Lang and the others again.
They actually only restrained their feet and buried the remains of the villagers who had Kou Chou's head in front of them, while the others did not move.
You know, in China, no matter the north or the south, there is a saying that "the dead are buried for peace". What they do is really contrary to common sense.
"I can't let them go. If there are no Japanese heads as sacrifices, they will not be able to reincarnate peacefully even if they enter the Palace of Hell." Mi Zhi firmly rejected the suggestion of his new instructor.
"The seven of us in Mijia Village swear to God that even if it takes our whole lives, we will collect the heads of the remaining Japanese and let all the folks in Mijia Village be buried in peace, unless the seven of us die." Seven.
A woman knelt down and swore in front of the corpses of the common people who had not been put down but were still hanging there miserably.
Facing these seven Chinese women who were completely ignited by anger, Liu Lang and the other three stopped trying to persuade them. This was also a channel for psychological venting. If they were not given a target, all their close relatives would have been so cruelly tortured one night before.
The pain of killing everyone in this way is really beyond what ordinary people can bear.
Those who can choose to live require extremely strong strength.
Sometimes, choosing life is far more difficult than death.
On the way, Liu Lang and the other three also learned from the mouths of several village girls why the Japanese invaders did not use simpler machine guns, but chose a relatively complicated strangulation method.
The reason is very simple, but the cruel simplicity makes people's hearts tremble. It makes people feel that just cutting off their heads is really too cheap for them. If time could be turned back, Liu Lang would be very capable.
China's top ten torture methods are used on the impulses of those beasts.
According to what the Japanese sergeant who exercised command power in place of the infantry squad leader who was killed by the idlers said at the scene, he did not want to bleed, as that would be too cruel.
How ironic that "too cruel", so they used more cruel methods.
Of course, that kind of whitewash was already exposed by themselves while they were still in the midst of their cruelty.
They did that just because they wanted to save bullets.
Yes, the Japanese military commander just felt that it was not cost-effective to use precious bullets on ignorant Chinese farmers, so he chose such a thing that exceeded the bottom line of human psychology.
Although Liu Lang and the others are already considered the strongest warriors on the planet, it is not easy to help bury fifty-four people. And the time cannot be delayed too late. The Japanese team has been out for most of the day, and when they wait until Xifengkou
The Japanese army noticed that the situation was different and sent an infantry squadron to search this way, which would be troublesome. Even if Liu Lang and the others were not afraid, these seven village girls were in danger.
Mi Zhi, who looked weak and frail, was decisive and used a small pond that had almost dried up behind her house as a grave, and hastily buried fifty-four villagers.
"Little brother, I don't know if you are still in pain now. I'm sorry that my sister didn't protect you well. Once I kill enough Japanese, I will come back to accompany you and your parents." Before leaving, Mi Chi finally showed her weak side.
, holding the weak body of his little brother with tears streaming down his face, muttering to himself.
Finally, he took the remaining six village girls and kowtowed three more times to the relatives who were still hanging tightly together, and walked towards the entrance of the village without looking back.
When he walked to the edge of the small sunbathing field, the sharp-eyed Mo Maomao discovered that there was actually a person lying in the ditch over there.
A man who was shot twice in the chest, leaving two holes as big as wine glasses, and didn't even bleed much.
What's even more amazing is that when Mo Mao Mao subconsciously checked, he discovered that the only villager with a gunshot wound was not dead.
Mickey and the other seven girls gathered around him and regarded the only living guy besides the seven of them as a treasure.
Liu Lang made a brief inspection and found that the reason why this idle man named Mi Laowu, who was not shy about killing a Japanese second lieutenant with his own hands, was so lucky was because his ventricle was just opposite to that of most people, growing on the right side.
, so if the left chest was penetrated, it would only bleed, and it would not be considered a critical hit.
"This is really a crazy and lucky guy." Liu Lang could only define this person.
Although there was no doctor present, the three people with first aid kits were still able to help Mi Laowu bandage the wound and stop the bleeding. Although he looked like he didn't have much blood left, whether he would survive in the end depends on God.
It's not about opening the back door for him.
But Liu Lang had an intuition that a guy who could survive in this way might have a very hard life.
The seven women scrambled to use a bed plank snatched from the house that was not completely burned down as a stretcher to carry this tough guy along with Liu Lang and the others on the road to the temporary base of the Qinglong Mountain Great Wall Regiment.
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PS: When I updated this chapter, it had already been posted on the official website. Fengyue also fulfilled her promise. Today I will guarantee 6 updates. Fengyue did it. I wonder if book friends will give Fengyue more support? Fengyue waits. What if?
Okay, tomorrow, the sixth update will be the 20th update, it’s up to you.
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The sixty-mile mountain road would have taken the three strongest individual soldiers only four hours, but with Mi Zhi and the other seven girls, as well as Mi Lao Wu, who was lying on a stretcher but still breathing weakly, the eleven people walked a full eight hours.
For several hours, I didn't return to my station until late at night.
At this point, the Great Wall Regiment's four full days of special operations were over.
All eleven people who attacked, including Liu Lang, returned safely. Except for two people who were slightly injured after being hit in the arm by the stubborn Japanese soldiers, the remaining nine people were unscathed.
However, they killed more than one infantry squadron of Japanese soldiers.
Liu Lang used the best of the best to select the best of the best. The special forces with the best equipment and the hardest training bloomed with the most dazzling brilliance at the end of the entire Great Wall Battle.
Correspondingly, the Japanese invaders were heartbroken.
The top commander of the Xifengkou garrison, Ningqing Nakagawa, even smashed the desk of his headquarters. If the rank of the captain of the Colonel Corps was not high enough, he would even have the intention to kill the man who sent his beloved nephew out of the gate.
The major commander of the infantry brigade "raising military rations".
His nephew, a top student who had just graduated from the local Army University and had only been serving as an infantry squad leader for two days, had his head cut off for the first time he went into battle, no, the first time he performed a mission.
The headless corpses of an entire infantry squad were laid out in random directions in the cold valley.
To be more precise, ordinary soldiers would be fine if they lost their heads, but his poor nephew, if he lost his head, he wished he had lost his body.
The Chinese on Bagaya Road actually placed seven or eight grenades under his nephew who had lost his head. The Japanese soldiers who finally found their colleagues scrambled to move it when they saw the golden epaulets on the shoulders of the headless corpse.
When the corpse was removed, the loud explosion of seven or eight grenades, although it only took away the lives of six imperial soldiers, exploded the headless body of his nephew, a high-achieving student, into seventeen or eight pieces. The Japanese captain who led the team
He ordered everyone to search with torches for a long time, but only ten pieces of it were found. Even after midnight, they still couldn't completely put it together into a human shape.
What's even more annoying is that the heads of the fifty-four people have not been found yet. The only Chinese village with clues was burned to the ground except for the Chinese who were hanged.
Colonel Ningqing Nakagawa did not know that even the ferocious Japanese troops did not dare to stay in that miserable Chinese village at night, and they evacuated collectively within a few minutes of searching. If they had been more careful, they would have gone to China
Maybe you can find it if you look for it in the places called latrines in the north.
Moreover, Colonel Nakagawa Ningqing's nightmares were far more than these, although he didn't sleep much all night.