Zhou Yang glanced at the numbers on the bracelet: "I just killed more than fifty people. It seems that there must be about twenty people among the two Japs."
In one battle, one person killed thirty-two Japs and two dozen Japs from an elite Japs squad. This was already an astonishing achievement! No one would dare to believe it.
However, Zhou Yang knew that he was in trouble, and with a plug-in like Portable Space, achieving such a record was not something to be proud of.
After packing up and throwing away some useless things such as bullet casings in the portable space, Zhou Yang began to touch the corpses. He packed up the bullets, grenades, canned military rations and other materials on the Japanese soldiers and stored them in the portable space.
More than 1,500 rounds of rifle ammunition, some grenades, two bastard boxes, more than 200 rounds of 8mm pistol ammunition, and several cans.
These materials directly occupy a little more than one cubic meter of space.
“The carry-on space is still too small, and it will be full if you just put some things in it.”
Zhou Yang sighed, returned to the edge of the dense forest, climbed up the tree, squatted on the branch, opened the folding telescope, and carefully observed the mountain road.
Perhaps the Japanese detachment was really frightened and left in a hurry. No one cared about the motorcycle lying on the ground on the mountain road and the dead ghost scout lying on the ground.
Zhou Yang observed carefully for a while, and after confirming that no one was around the mountain road, he hurriedly got off the tree and ran to the mountain road, where he helped the motorcycle.
He planned to go down the mountain, inquire about the current time, and see if there were any singles or small groups of Japs on the way to complete the mission. In addition, if possible, he would purchase some more things.
"boom!"
Zhou Yang fumbled for a while before starting the motorcycle.
This mountain is not like a mountain road that has been developed by later generations. This mountain road was carved out by the mountain people. It is winding and has some branch roads. In order to prevent a head-on encounter with the Japanese on the mountain road, Zhou Yang deliberately turned onto a road.
I took a fork in the road and rode my motorcycle for a while, but as expected I got lost!
Fortunately, if there is a road, there are people walking on it. As long as you find someone, you will be fine.
Soon, Zhou Yang found "human traces" on the roadside.
But it's a dead man on the roadside.
This is a recently deceased corpse.
The clothes on his body had been stripped off, leaving only a frayed cloth strip covering his waist, barely covering his body, leaving him with the last trace of his former dignity.
His skin was dark, rough and weathered. He was skinny and his ribs were clearly visible. He only had a skin-covered skeleton body, but with a big belly, he looked particularly weird.
This person was either strangled to death or poisoned, but it was not the food he ate, but the bark and Guanyin soil he ate.
Compared to starving to death, it's just filling your stomach to make you a dead ghost.
Zhou Yang didn't have much emotion.
In the wasteland world, we see more scenes like this, and there are no longer so many luxurious emotions.
Bodies were sometimes visible on the road. As the mountain road became steeper and narrower, it became more and more difficult for motorcycles to travel. At this time, a village built on the hillside also broke into Zhou Yang's sight.
The rugged mountain road became steeper and steeper. Zhou Yang simply threw away his motorcycle and threw the Steyr rifle, which was empty of bullets and not much better than a fire stick, back into his carry-on space. He only took a Rolock 17 in his hand.
pistol and ran towards the village.
At first, because he didn't know what was going on in the village, Zhou Yang went in cautiously, but after entering the village, he found that there was something wrong with the village!
There was not a single soul in the whole village!
Empty and eerily quiet!
Logically speaking, looking at the size of this village, there are about 70 or 80 households, more than 300 people, with stone walls, stone towers, and houses built from quarried rocks. In this country, the Japanese invaded China, bandits were everywhere, the war was chaotic, and the war was raging.
In the continuous era, standard fortress buildings cannot resist the Japanese invaders with guns and cannons, but they can still resist the bandits.
This should be a big and lively village.
But in this village, not to mention the sound of human beings, there was not even a sound of a dog barking, a chicken crowing or a duck crowing. The whole village was quiet, and every door was closed.
The whole village looks like an abandoned ghost village.
In fact, what Zhou Yang didn't know was that villages like this were very common during this period. During this period, the Japanese pursued the "Three Guangs" policy and burned, killed, raped and looted wantonly!
After rounds of raids, the people were killed and injured, and the people were in dire straits. With no food to eat and no food to eat, they abandoned their hometowns, barren fields, and wandered out in groups to beg for food, leaving one village after another empty.
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However, in this village, some farmers still have baskets for drying chili peppers in front of their doors. The rough pottery bowls on the stone pillars at the door still contain milky white liquid that has not dried up. There are also some hanging on the clothesline.
The clothes and the old bronze bell on the big locust tree in the middle of the village gave Zhou Yang a strong atmosphere of life.
This strangeness under the strong contrast gives people a sense of trance and alienation under the blue sky and white sun.
Zhou Yang climbed over a low wall and arrived at a house. The courtyard was clean and tidy. There was also a bush of green onions and a bed of leeks planted in the small courtyard.
"Is anyone there?"
Zhou Yang shouted.
No response.
I walked to the door of the house and pushed it gently, and the door opened. Because the window was small, there was not much light in the room, so it seemed a little dark. The room was quite neat, and there were unfinished steamed buns on the square table.
and a pile of radishes. It seemed that the owner had not finished the meal and left in a hurry without having time to clean it up.
Zhou Yang frowned, a little confused.
After leaving the yard, Zhou Yang searched along the paths in the village, but could not find a living person in the village, like a ghost under the scorching sun.
When Zhou Yang walked around an alley and walked a few steps along the edge of the ditch toward the outside of the village, his eyes inadvertently drifted across the thirsty ditch, and he suddenly froze.
Then, a cold air rose from the tail bone, and then spread to the whole body, giving rise to goosebumps all over the body!
Then comes anger!
This wild ditch was actually filled with human corpses!
Some were burned, some were beheaded, and there were even women who had their clothes stripped off, a bayonet inserted into their lower bodies, and they were still dying!
What made Zhou Yang even more shocked and angry was that the baby was picked out from the belly of a naked woman and connected to the woman's belly with a shriveled umbilical cord!
At this moment, Zhou Yang's doubts disappeared, and he finally knew where the people in this empty village had gone.
My scalp is numb and I am furious!
It's not like Zhou Yang has never seen corpses stacked on top of each other. Even the stacked mountains of corpses look more shocking than this one.
But, those are zombies without humanity.
And these are all living villagers who have lived in this Chinese land for generations!
How can a person who uses such cruel means and does such inhumane things be any better than those inhumane zombies?
In fact, his personality is even more despicable than those of the walking dead who have no morals or morals!
"Quack~"
The crow landed on Yegouzi's body, with flesh and blood hanging from its black beak, and pecked at a dead eye...
Zhou Yang looked up and saw that the sky was dark. In the dark blue sky, the sun hid behind the gray clouds, as if he didn't want to see this miserable world.
At this moment, Zhou Yang, who had always had a game mentality, felt that his soul had been greatly impacted, and his cynical eyes were finally filled with unspeakable emotions.
