Miyamoto Kazu wanted to cry when he thought of exchanging "prosperous military fortunes" with His Excellency Minamoto no Yoshi before leaving.
Does this Baga have good luck with shit? He is full of shit from the inside out now, so stinky that he himself is doubting his life.
Did the Chinese farmers know that they were coming and specially designed a position to deal with them? If so, the Shanxi people are really terrible.
Actually, it's not true. Both traps and animal traps are for wild boars, and the big tree that has actually had its roots hollowed out and can fall down as long as the stones fixing the roots are removed. This is also a trick that has been used in mountain villages for a long time.
It was just to notify the villagers hundreds of meters away in a straight line that bandits were coming or that wild boars had fallen into the pit. It wasn't until the "boss" who passed by here ten days ago told them that the Japanese were coming. Zhaojiacun temporarily put these
The big tree placed on the main road and could be knocked down at any time was used as a "message tree" for the coming Japanese invaders.
The corn slope that Mu Dun'er led them through was indeed the only way to go to Zhaojia Village. However, this seven or eight acres of corn slope was actually the largest land in Zhaojia Village, accounting for almost twelve households.
The most important grain production base for the villagers, in order to prevent wild boars and ensure the villagers' food rations for most of the year, there are seven or eight traps in the entire corn field, and more than a dozen animal traps.
Not to mention the few uninformed Japanese soldiers, even the villagers of Zhaojia Village had to be careful when coming here. However, they were absolutely not allowed to set foot anywhere there was grass.
In other words, this is also the scariest place in Zhaojiacun. Traps and traps are densely packed in the "granary" of Zhaojiacun when the corn grows to the height of a person.
Didn’t you see that when Xiao Hei Greedy, who held all of Mu Duner’s dreams and was pregnant with a little lamb, wanted to nibble on the weeds that only had green roots, he was whipped several times by Mu Duner with a sheep whip?
It's a pity that the few Japanese and kind uncles who were obsessed with entering the village and using the old, weak, women and children as shields were addicted to pretending and had no time to pay attention to this. Otherwise, they might not end up in this situation.
The Japanese soldier, who had pulled up a lump that resembled a poop officer from the manure tank, then went to help his companions to open the animal trap, but sadly discovered that it was really better not to open it.
The bite force of the wrought iron animal trap was comparable to that of a bear. The Japanese soldier's calf had been severely severed, and the white bone stubble was freshly visible. The huge pain made the Japanese soldier almost faint from the pain.
Now, he was facing the smelly second lieutenant who was still spitting out "green water" and...
A crying companion desperately pressed a first aid kit on his calf.
Also, the little Chinese bastard who tricked them into such a situation and fled down the hillside, and his sheep.
The constant sound of rocks rolling down from the valley floor below kept reminding him that the child was running farther and farther away and might soon escape his sight.
"Aikawa, go kill him, go kill him, no matter what method you use, kill him, including the Chinese people in that village." Over there, Miyamoto Chuanhe, who was still vomiting green water, raised his head with difficulty.
With a ferocious face, he roared with all his strength.
Although there was still a yellowish, indescribable mess on his face, it made people feel inexplicably unbearable to look at him.
"Hi!" The muscles on the Japanese soldier's face, known as Aikawa, twitched with difficulty. There was sadness and murderous intent, and he nodded heavily.
Obviously, he already knew the meaning of Lieutenant Miyamoto's order. Killing all the Chinese villagers before the Chinese came was just for revenge and venting their anger. They could no longer escape. He would never be able to return to the beautiful Japanese main island.
went.
No matter how fast the Chinese kid runs, he can't outrun his gun. The key point now is not to fall into the pit again, in this place planted by the vicious Chinese.
Pulling out a wooden stick as thick as a child's arm from the manure pit as a wayfinder, the only Japanese soldier with neither a broken leg nor a broken leg walked forward in the cornfield with a solemn look on his face.
Looking at Aikawa's retreating figure, Miyamoto Kazu tried his best to get up and fiddled with the submachine gun that was also greasy and stained with Xiang on his back. He found that the submachine gun made by the Third Reich was really of good quality and had been soaked in a manure pit.
It still works for several minutes.
"Aso-kun, put away your tears. Imperial warriors should not cry on the land of China." Miyamoto Kazuo slowly walked towards his companion who was still sobbing in extreme pain and bandaging his wounds, and scolded him sternly.
road.
He did not look at his other companion who was only three meters away from him. The howling sound of his companion was already inaudible. Soon, he would return to the arms of Amaterasu. Even though Amaterasu was still fighting at the moment.
Mahjong.
"Work with me to build a bunker to block the Chinese who are about to pursue you. Buy time for Aikawa and let the Chinese know that the warriors of the Japanese Empire will not surrender like this, no matter how despicable they are." Miyamoto Chuan said with one side.
As he spoke, he tried his best to maintain a military demeanor and walk straight.
Although he had taken off his helmet and still had a lump on his head, under the warm late autumn sunshine in the Taihang Mountains of China, he looked...
It's not tragic, but kind of... indescribable.
"Miyamoto-kun, be careful." The tearful Japanese soldier raised his eyes and saw the squad leader approaching in such a pretentious manner. Instead of lowering his head and shouting with respect, he warned loudly with his whole body trembling.
He still vaguely remembered that he had stepped into the grass that was half withered and half green, which led to his current misfortune, and Captain Miyamoto had stepped into the grass like this.
"Baga, Aso, don't be a warrior. When did our Imperial Japanese samurai become so fragile?" Miyamoto Kazu, who was almost frightened by his companions, jumped three meters away.
Looking at his vigorous skills, he doesn't look like a Japanese samurai who was a bit weak just now after being so full of excrement that he almost vomited out his heart, liver and lungs.
Feces have always been used to induce vomiting. Including the Chinese rural areas in the future, whoever dares to drink pesticides and does not drink three kilograms of feces will not care about you.
This jump somewhat embarrassed the Imperial Japanese samurai who was trying hard to remain prepared to bravely face death. He was still cursing his subordinate in the air. Who said that grass is dangerous? You let the pheasants and hares
how to think?
The Japanese soldier with a broken leg was scolded so much that he shut his mouth, but the shock in his eyes could not go away.
He was really frightened by the Chinese grass.
Captain Miyamoto jumped three meters into the grass.
"Look, the Chinese are not that scary!" Miyamoto Kazuo landed safely. After looking at his surroundings, he stamped his feet vigorously to show that he was fine.
Then......
"Ah~~~~~" Miyamoto Kawawa's scream startled the Chinese soldiers who were only two miles away from here.
Are the Japanese committing murderous crimes again? It's just that the voice doesn't sound like Shanxi accent, it's a bit weird.
At the moment when the severe pain came, Miyamoto Kazu wanted to shoot Xiang in the head with his own bastard box. Although the Nanbu Fourteen pistol had already fallen into the manure pit.
In fact, the Japanese soldiers who had their legs cut off had a good idea. There was not much grass in the cornfield, including the surrounding grass. They were basically used as camouflage to hide the bear traps. Otherwise, how could the mountain people in the unfertile slopes allow it?
Are there any weeds?
However, it is a bear trap made in a Chinese blacksmith shop, and its quality is average. If it is left in the wild and exposed to wind and rain, it will inevitably malfunction. There are more than one bear trap that is stuck and unable to spring up.
Kazu Miyamoto was actually very lucky. There were animal traps in the two bushes he stepped on in succession, but they both failed. However, the animal trap he stepped on the second time was stepped on by a force of nearly two to three hundred kilograms, and he himself
The place where it was stuck is a little loose. If he walks away from now on, it will probably take a few seconds to bounce back, and it will never cause him any harm.
But what’s terrible is that Miyamoto Kazuzu, who had already been fooled by eating Xiang, stomped his feet to show that the Imperial Japanese samurai were not afraid of the despicability of Chinese peasants.
So, the animal trap that had been knocked loose again bounced up, showing the Japanese invaders that although it was broken, it could still break the legs of the wild boar.
As for human legs, that's no big deal.
Miyamoto Kawazu cried.
It's humiliating, painful, and scary.
Various complex emotions were intertwined, making the Japanese second lieutenant with a noble background burst into tears.
He didn't even care about his impending death.
This is definitely a beaten enemy.
The cries carried by the mountain wind to the mountains made the special forces running wildly anxious. Damn it, these little devils dared to harm the villagers while running for their lives. If they were caught, they would all be lit up with sky lanterns.
The angry Shan Ying had even thought about how to deal with the Japs. Anyway, he could not give them any advantage by killing them with one shot.
The grievance and fear contained in the "嘤嘤" cry that was diluted by the mountain wind really did not fade at all.
A group of special forces headed by Shan Ying unleashed their strongest strength, even though they were on a mountain road, even though they knew there would be danger ahead. The Japanese might even force the people to cry and then lay in ambush to shoot them.
But this is not important. What is important is that every second they arrive late, one of their compatriots may die under the gun of the little devil.
Everyone's bullets were loaded and the safety was turned on. Mountain Eagle took the lead. The 2nd Special Forces Team spread out in a wild goose formation and ran wildly on the steep hillside. Each team member was issued a kill order. Once the Japanese were found, they were allowed to shoot, even if
They will use the people as human shields.
Regarding this order, Liu Lang must harden his heart. He is not afraid that his soldiers will be damaged because of this. It is the responsibility of every soldier to dedicate himself to those who defend him.
However, if the Japanese aggressors are allowed to benefit from this, more people will suffer from it. If the Japanese aggressors, who have no bottom line, resort to this trick in every battle, it will be the greatest disaster for the Chinese nation.
War is so cruel.
All sacrifices are for the continuation of the nation.
A village, a town, or even a city are insignificant in the face of the continued survival of the nation. From the generals to the soldiers to the common people, no one can be sacrificed.
In the face of extreme evil, all generals and soldiers have to learn in this war is to harden their hearts.
Blood debts must be paid with blood.
However, it was different from what the Chinese soldiers imagined. When the cornfield appeared within their sight.
The Chinese soldiers, who had made countless assumptions, felt that they must be hallucinating.
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