Chapter 231: How to eat human flesh called a donkey
A group of ten people poured into the weapons depot, while Tian Mingjian and Sun Wenming stood guard at the door.
The remaining eight people turned on the miner's lamps above their heads and dispersed into the weapons warehouse to slowly search.
Liu Shiba's eyes slowly scanned the surroundings. The area of the weapons depot seemed huge, and his whispering voice could be heard far away.
The surrounding walls were pitch black, covered with black moss or something else.
Walking to the corner on the right for more than ten meters, you can clearly see hundreds of old Japanese rifles and 38-type rifles piled in the corner. Of course, they are so rotten that only a pile of rotten wood is left, which is probably enough for a fire.
On the left side of the door, there is a pile of things similar to filing cabinets, which are also rusty and miserable.
"ah……"
At this time, Ning Miner, who was slowly walking in, screamed.
Except for Tian Mingjian and Sun Wenming who were guarding the door, the other seven people quickly surrounded him.
“Ding-deng-deng!”
When the miner's lamp above everyone's head illuminated the terrifying scene in front of them, they were still frightened and took three steps back.
Less than five meters in front of Ning Min'er, countless huge iron hooks hung from the dome of the room, with a corpse hanging on each hook.
These bones were scraped clean, without a trace of flesh on them, and they were hanging there swaying from side to side...
"What's this?"
Ning Min'er trembled and retreated to Liu Shiba's side, her eyes full of fear.
"It's okay, they're all dead, don't be afraid!"
Liu Shiba pretended to be calm and gently patted Ning Miner's shoulder to comfort her.
"These skeletons are so clean, with no residual flesh at all? Strange, why are they all hanging on hooks?"
Lu Xiaolin said something accidentally.
Among the eight people standing in the middle of the room, only Cao Xiong had a thoughtful look in his eyes and took a few shaky steps deeper.
At this time, Luo Zhan, who was standing behind Liu Shiba, also said strangely:
"These corpses are very strange, as if they were hung here on purpose."
Liu Shiba looked back and said:
"And there are quite a few of them, probably more than a hundred, right?"
Luo Zhan nodded solemnly and said:
"I wonder if something terrible happened in the base back then?"
"Go inside and take a look."
Immediately, Liu Shiba said something.
Eight people, all with miner's lamps on, bravely walked among the shaking bones, gradually touching back.
"Old Cao, come and look, there are dead people behind!"
"Cao Xiong, there are more behind you."
"Oh, there are quite a few more."
"The one at the back seems to be air-dried and still has clothes on."
From the front came the exclamations of Zhu Yingtai, Lu Xiaolin, Zheng Weida and others.
Liu Shiba pulled Ning Min'er and walked over with Luo Zhan quickly.
The scene that greeted their eyes made everyone's hair stand on end. Thirty or forty corpses were scattered on the ground. Judging from their somewhat complete clothing, they should all be officers in the Japanese army.
These bones are obviously different from those hanging on hooks. They are all air-dried, and the hair, shriveled eye sockets, and flesh can be clearly seen.
"Old Cao, what are you looking at?"
Liu Shiba turned around and saw Cao Xiong squatting in the corner attentively, and asked curiously.
"Eighteen, come here and see what this is."
Cao Xiong responded without looking back.
"Um!"
Liu Shiba walked over quickly and saw three stoves built with stones, with three large pots on them.
Liu Shiba looked inside and saw that the pot was empty.
"Old Cao, there's nothing in the pot?"
Liu Shiba asked curiously.
Several people behind him also gathered around, staring at the three cauldrons curiously, not knowing why.
"Eighteen, look what's at the bottom of the pot?"
Cao Xiong's eyes flashed with fear.
When Liu Shiba heard this, he took out a military thorn and scraped a layer of black stuff on the bottom of the pot, put it next to his nose and smelled it.
"Oil?"
Liu Shiba looked at Cao Xiong strangely.
"You are smelling carefully. Do you feel a familiar feeling?"
Cao Xiong asked with narrowed eyes.
Liu Shiba recalled in his mind and was shocked and said:
"Human oil?"
When the people behind him heard the word "human oil", they couldn't help but think of something, and turned their heads with difficulty to look at the skeletons hanging on the hooks.
Cao Xiong said with a sinister smile:
"It turns out that all the Japanese soldiers in the base were not dead. Some of them hid in this room and survived for at least three months or more by killing ordinary soldiers."
When everyone heard this, their faces turned blue, their eyes flashed with fear, and they took three steps back.
Cao Xiong glanced at everyone, narrowed his eyes and said:
"However, these Japanese are really good at eating. They hang people on hooks and they won't die for a while.
Then scrape off the fresh meat from the body and slowly eat it by burning, roasting or stewing it. A living person will have to endure the pain for several days before dying. During this period, his meat will be fresh."
"vomit!"
There were several people around who had poor psychological quality. Their throats felt sore and their stomachs started to churn...
Zheng Weida's eyes were frightened and he said stupidly:
"When you said that, it reminded me of a very ancient and cruel Chinese dish."
Luo Zhan laughed and said:
"I have traveled all over the country and visited many places. Let me guess, is it really a donkey?"
"That's right!"
Cao Xiong responded and then said:
"Calling a donkey alive, have you ever eaten fresh donkey meat? However, no matter how fresh the donkey meat is, it is just a freshly killed donkey?"
It is different to call a donkey alive. The donkey does not need to be killed at all. It is directly tied to a wooden stake and the meat is cut out from the live donkey.
Listening to the helpless screams of the donkey, and then eating a certain part of the donkey as if nothing had happened, it is truly full of color, flavor and sound!
And this is how these Japanese officers ate their soldiers.
This cruel way of eating reminds me of one of the most cruel punishments in Chinese history..."
Upon hearing this, Liu Shiba added lightly:
"Lingchi execution?"
"Yes, every one of these people hanging on the iron hooks was executed by Lingchi. They died extremely miserably and became food for others."
Cao Xiong shook his head and sighed.
Zhu Yingtai stood beside Liu Shiba, with a pale face and said:
"This kind of thing was actually quite common in ancient times. In ancient wars, ordinary people were often used as military rations. They called them two-legged sheep."
Liu Shiba listened quietly, frowned and looked around again:
"But what I'm curious about is why are the last surviving Japanese soldiers gathered in this weapons depot?
There is nothing in this room, except for a bunch of big covers and a bunch of broken cabinets, plus these iron hooks above the head, what else is there?
I suspect that Allen Hu’s inference is wrong. This is actually a kitchen, not a weapons arsenal.”
"vomit!"
Ning Min'er's face twisted, and she couldn't bear to listen anymore. She covered her mouth and ran to a remote corner, holding on to the wall and vomiting violently.
"Bang!"
There was a sound of collapse, and Ning Min'er stood motionless on the spot, dumbfounded.
Several people standing behind ran over in surprise...
They saw that the section of the wall Ning Min'er was holding on to collapsed into a two-meter-wide tunnel...
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ps: There was a sudden power outage today, and all the saved manuscripts were lost. Tianshu was very anxious! Hurry up and hurry up, and finally a chapter is out. Let’s just make do with it!
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