A military policeman said outside the door: "Report Major, Jiang Xinyu is here."
"Let him in." Hattori Hikoo had already changed into a clean military uniform.
"yes."
After a while, Jiang Xinyu opened the door and walked in, bowed and said, "Major."
"Please take a seat."
Jiang Xinyu sat opposite Hiko Hattori and said, "I heard that the Major was almost injured in the Twin Towers Street explosion. Who is that person?"
Hattori Hikoo waved his hand and said: "Don't mention this matter again... I called you here today because I have a task for you to do."
Jiang Xinyu respectfully made a listening gesture, waiting for what he would say next.
Hattori Hikoo lit a cigarette and said in the rising smoke: "Twenty-eight prisoners will be executed tonight, and you will be responsible for the execution."
Jiang Xinyu said calmly: "Major, is this a test?"
Hattori Hikoo raised his eyebrows and said, "Why do you say that?"
Jiang Xinyu said calmly: "The gendarmerie executes prisoners and lets the captain of the detective team do it. I can't think of any other reason."
Hattori Hikoo said: "You can understand it this way. The detective team is an important intelligence agency, and appropriate tests are inevitable."
Jiang Xinyu said calmly: "In that case, I will obey the order."
"Don't you ask what kind of prisoner is being executed?"
"If you want to tell me, you will tell me naturally. If you don't want to tell me, I shouldn't ask around."
"Well... they are a group of prisoners of war, all officers at the level of company commander or above. These people would rather die than surrender. There is no point in continuing to be detained. Letting them go is tantamount to letting the tiger go back to the mountain. Therefore, the headquarters requires that they be executed collectively
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"clear!"
Hattori Hikoo pushed a blue book at hand and said: "This is the list of prisoners. You go to the cell now to pick people up. Miyamoto is your deputy."
"yes!"
Jiang Xinyu took the roster, stood up, bowed, turned and walked out. Miyamoto was waiting outside the door.
What is the cruelest thing for a lurker? It is to kill his own compatriots with his own hands! And this moment is finally Jiang Xinyu's turn!
He stood under the searchlight and opened the prisoner list in his hand, with photos, military positions, and which army he belonged to. It was clearly marked on it.
After a cursory look, most of them are officers at the battalion and company level, with a few regiment-level officers.
Miyamoto reminded: "Captain Jiang, you can start!"
Jiang Xinyu nodded, cleared his throat, and said, "Prisoner No. 9 Zhang Junsheng!"
With the sound of rattling chains, a shackled man walked out of the cell and sneered: "What's the matter, are you sending grandpa on his way?"
Two military police officers removed Zhang Junsheng's shackles and tied his hands behind his back with ropes.
"Prisoner No. 13 Tao Wei!"
"Prisoner No. 14 Li Gonghe!"
"Prisoner No. 21 Yan Anbang!"
"Prisoner No. 29 Cui Yong!"
"Prisoner No. 32 Fan Liansheng!"
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"Prisoner No. 35 Hu Zhanbiao!"
A bearded man wearing a worn-out national army uniform came out of the cell and said with a smile: "I'm just saying, how can such a good thing happen without me!"
Jiang Xinyu knew him. When he first came to the Military Police, it was Hu Zhanbiao who kept yelling at him in the cell.
Hu Zhanbiao obviously also recognized Jiang Xinyu. When he passed by him, he spat and cursed: "A thousand-year-old king and an eighty-thousand-year-old tortoise, you are a traitor and a bitch, can he still be alive?"
The military policeman behind him gave Hu Zhanbiao a rifle butt and shouted: "Quickly leave!"
Jiang Xinyu took another look at the label, Hu Zhanbiao, lieutenant and deputy company commander of the 1st Battalion and 1st Company of the 38th Division Pistol Regiment.
Two teams of military police escorted them and stopped at Huaishugou a hundred meters away.
Twenty-eight prisoners were tied to a locust tree and their mouths were stuffed with rags.
Miyamoto took the roster and compared it one by one. After verifying that he was correct, he turned to Jiang Xinyu and said: "Captain Jiang, no problem!"
What can Jiang Xinyu do? He can't do anything. Even if Hattori Hikoo asks him to kill these people with his own hands, he must do it!
"Listen to my command - get ready! (Japanese)" Jiang Xinyu shouted expressionlessly.
Twenty-eight military policemen ran to form a line, with the sound of rifles reloading, and then they all mounted their bayonets and held guns in both hands, waiting for Jiang Xinyu's order.
Jiang Xinyu said in astonishment: "Second Lieutenant Miyamoto, what does this mean?"
Miyamoto explained: "The execution of these prisoners of war must be carried out secretly. The Major specifically stated that no shots should be fired!"
"With a bayonet?"
"yes."
Jiang Xinyu felt cold in his heart. This was an outrageous execution method, it was simply inhumane!
Miyamoto looked at Jiang Xinyu and said: "Captain Jiang, we have to hurry up, we have to deal with the body later."
The dark night covered Jiang Xinyu's pale face. He nodded, raised one hand high, suddenly lowered it with force, and shouted: "Execution!"
Each of the twenty-eight military policemen was responsible for a target. The sharp bayonet was pierced into the chest and abdomen. When it was pulled out, blood spurted out along the slot of the knife.
The mouths of these prisoners were all gagged, and their bodies were twisted in pain. In the dimly lit woods, Jiang Xinyu could feel the hateful eyes of pairs of prisoners.
"Report to Captain Jiang, Second Lieutenant Miyamoto, the execution is over!" A military policeman ran over and bowed.
Miyamoto waved his hand and said: "Dig a hole and bury everyone!"
The gendarmes put down their rifles, picked up the shovels they had brought with them, and started digging holes.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Xinyu walked over and stayed in front of each corpse for a few seconds, silently expressing his condolences and respect!
Over there, Miyamoto warned: "The pit must be dug deeper, and wild dogs must not dig out the body!"
Jiang Xinyu walked up to Hu Zhanbiao and suddenly found that his fingers moved, and then he tried to turn his body over - he was not dead!
The Japanese soldiers did not conduct too detailed inspections. They were all thrown into the pit and buried. Even if anyone was still alive, it was impossible to escape.
Hu Zhanbiao struggled to move, but Jiang Xinyu stepped on his back and stopped for a few seconds before walking away.
There was a piece of reed not far away. Jiang Xinyu pretended to be bored and broke off the thickest and hardest one and pulled out the reed core inside. The reed became an empty tube for ventilation up and down.
He played with the reeds and said to Miyamoto: "Second Lieutenant Miyamoto, are you okay?"
"That's it!" Miyamoto waved his hand and ordered the Japanese soldiers to carry the body.
Jiang Xinyu threw the reed pipe at Hu Zhanbiao's hand. He could not say anything and could only hope for his understanding or luck!
Two Japanese soldiers came over and lifted Hu Zhanbiao up. The reed was held in his hand, and it looked like weeds on his body. No one noticed this detail.
Twenty-eight people were thrown into the pit, and Hu Zhanbiao was piled on top of his dead colleagues. Shovel after shovel of soil fell on them, and everyone was quickly buried.
In another year and a half, the bodies of these people will rot like mud, and no one will know who they are anymore...