When Wan Tiangui and others followed Zhang Xiaoping to the front camp, they heard a strange voice with a completely hoarse voice. He seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time, mumbling something unknown. Wan Tiangui's uncle and nephew heard their hearts tremble.
Zhang Xiaoping sighed inwardly. He had already heard about Wang Maocai from Zhou Wen. Now he was in trouble no matter how he dealt with him. He was responsible for dozens of lives in Lengkou Wai Village. If he hadn't brought these devils here, how could anything happen later?
Human tragedy.
But they were able to catch up with these devils, and Wang Maocai's contribution was not small. Zhou Wen's intention of how to deal with it depends on Wan Tiangui's intention. After all, their uncle and nephew are the main victims.
While the uncle and nephew were still sleeping, Zhou Wen and the others' interrogation work had ended. Including Wang Maocai, there were a total of fifteen people, and none of them could escape.
Lai Youmao was strangled to death, one of the Japanese was frightened and committed suicide, and the other thirteen were all captured alive.
Except for a few Japanese soldiers who were captured alive by sneak attacks, those Japanese soldiers including Ogura Guihide who had a complete mental breakdown and rushed into the woods to fight were captured one after another. The puppet army officer who ran backwards could not escape the dragnet set by Zhou Wen.
May be spared.
This is the strength of the mercenary group that Zhou Wen spent several years building. In the dark night, they are the most invincible existence in the world, bar none.
After these Japanese soldiers were caught, under Miaohua's hands of splitting muscles and bones, there was nothing they could not ask for. The Japanese lieutenant named Ogura Guixiu was even more unbearable. He even peeked at the girl next door when he was a boy.
Everything about taking a bath came up.
However, despite the repeated verification of their confessions, each of these captives still enjoyed Shaolin's undisclosed secrets and the service of their muscles and bones. It was because they had sinned too deeply and they were not allowed to endure it before they died.
, how can the pain they once inflicted on the Chinese people be worth the thirty-eight innocent souls who were bullied to death in Lengkouwai Village?
And with ready-made test subjects, how could Zhou Wen still have the patience to wait until he returns to study with Miaohua, so he let Miaohua teach on the spot, while he and Zhang Xiaoping studied by the side. After understanding the techniques and acupuncture points, just in these few
The Japanese beasts started to show it.
There are also no ghosts in this world, otherwise the heart-rending howls of these Japanese people might scare away the ghosts.
This is considered the virtue accumulated by the ancestors of these Japanese soldiers and traitors. The Splitting Muscles and Bones Hand must be performed with Qi Jinjing, otherwise all the team members would come to learn and these dozen Japanese traitors would not be tortured to death.
Even so, these beasts have now turned into a puddle of mud one by one.
After a night of fright and triple mental and physical torture, these human beasts, who were now tied up like rice dumplings, had long lost their previous ferocity and toughness. They had all turned into frightened little rabbits, looking at them in horror.
Wanda Gui and Xiao Shui walked over with blood-red eyes.
At this moment, the two countrymen, who were originally just like ants in their eyes, now turned into man-eating beasts in their eyes.
The anger spurting out from the eyes of the two men had completely burned away any hope of survival that they still had.
Only Wang Maocai was still crying and laughing. Everything Zhou Wen did in the camp was not hidden from him. Since he woke up from his sleep again, he saw those beasts in the camp that were once extremely ferocious and inhumane. Now,
It becomes a lamb to be slaughtered.
Being tortured over and over again by these unknown heroes made him cry and howl, and he felt extremely happy and satisfied both physically and mentally.
It was worth it. Everything I had done and endured in the past few days had been richly rewarded.
So worth it!
I had finally waited for this day, and God finally opened his eyes.
So he laughed, cried, sang little songs that he had never sung before, and called out the names of the victims of He Yusheng and his wife and daughter, asking them to come and see these things.
The beast howled in pain, begging for mercy in front of a more powerful force, with an ugly face.
His throat was broken by shouting, but he was still laughing, still crying, still shouting...
At this time, the team members all gave way to the camp, leaving only three ordinary people. Now is their time. All grudges and hatred will be settled in the camp.
Ogura Guihide watched in horror as the armed men who looked like soldiers walked away, and then there were only two countrymen left in the camp holding gleaming 38 bayonets, and a patient who was still shouting hoarsely.
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At this moment, he completely forgot that he was an officer of the Japanese Empire, a middle-class elite in Japanese society, and a samurai who regarded loyalty to the emperor and the empire as his lifelong belief. Now he just wanted to survive. He wanted to beg for mercy, beg for mercy.
These two rural Chinese farmers whom he once regarded as ants were willing to work as cows and horses for them as long as they could survive.
However, his mouth was blocked by the rag and he could not make any sound. He could only whimper imploringly in his chest and twist his tightly tied body, just like he once laughed wildly.
The bodies made with bayonets were squirming with blood.
He looked at the young man with an ashen complexion and a few green beans on his face in horror and helplessness. He walked up to him nervously, grabbed his hair forcefully, and held a trembling bayonet across his face.
On his neck, at this moment he only felt the coldness of the blade and the suffocation in his chest.
The young man seemed to be hesitating, and then a voice came: "Xiao Shui, think about your mother, think about Niuniu. Don't treat him as a human being, just treat him as a beast."
The young man took a deep breath and shouted: "For Niuniu!"
Then he made a strong stroke with his arm...
At this time, in the woods not far from the camp, Miaohua listened to the inhuman groans coming from the direction of the camp, as well as the smell of blood, frowning and said: "Junior brother, is this okay? This young man
But a good seedling should not be wasted because it was stained with blood too early."
Zhou Wen sighed softly and said: "Alas! There is no way for an honest person to survive in this world. If you can't pass this level, you can do business with Fuyuan Company in the future. You must give him a good home. But if you can survive it, you will be a good soldier.
.The road to resisting Japan is still long, and we also need to constantly replenish new blood,"
Zhou Wen admired Xiao Shui's courage to stand up for his family. Later, when he followed Zhang Xiaoping on the front line, Zhang Xiaoping carefully observed his basic qualities and found that Xiao Shui was a strong boy with good eyesight and steady hands. Although he was introverted, he was a good person.
Zhang Xiaoping thinks that a person who can endure his temper is a promising sniper. It will depend on whether he has shooting talent.