In an open space outside Mocheng, Shandong Province, a C47 transport plane slowly landed on the hastily repaired runway. Feng Manying stepped off the plane through the spiral staircase.
There are more than a dozen MB jeeps parked neatly next to the runway. Li Yuanjie, Zeng Zhilong and more than a dozen accompanying officers have been waiting beside the vehicles for a long time.
The two division commanders stepped forward and greeted: "Military seat, welcome you to come to Qingdao for inspection on behalf of the commander-in-chief!"
"Military seat, Commander Cai is already in Kurama City and has prepared many delicacies. Let's set off now!"
Feng Manying took off his white gloves and shook hands with Li Yuanjie and Zeng Zhilong: "Two teachers, I have already had dinner. Please take me for a walk around Qingdao City."
This made Li Yuanjie and Zeng Zhilong feel a little embarrassed. The main reason was that Qingdao City and outside the city were filled with rivers of blood and mountains of corpses, which rivaled the legendary eighteen levels of hell.
Li Yuanjie was a little embarrassed, "Military Commander, Qingdao is now... very chaotic. To be precise, it will be very unappetizing."
"It doesn't matter, it's just that the body is very small." After Feng Manying finished speaking as the commander, he got into the jeep and urged: "As a soldier, don't act like a girl, there is nothing to bother about..."
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At the Biaohupo site outside Qingdao City, more than a dozen bulldozers are at work. The shovels ruthlessly crush the floating soil, shrapnel, minced meat, blood mud, and residual limbs on the ground.
With the nourishment of massive amounts of flesh and blood, the crop fields near Qingdao City will be much more fertile in the coming year.
Five to six hundred Fuso residents were forced to work in handcuffs and anklets. Under the supervision of many soldiers and tank crews, they did not dare to be lazy for a moment and dumped the piles of Japanese corpses into the bomb craters everywhere.
The soldiers poured gasoline into the crater, and when the fire went down, it burst into flames. The air was instantly filled with the disgusting smell of burning barbecue.
Not far away, in the newly filled open space, more than a dozen military trucks and armored vehicles arrived.
Thirty wounded Fusang soldiers with bruised scalps and bruises, all wearing special 30-kilogram anklets and shackles, were violently escorted out of the car by the Patriot Army in horror.
I saw that one of the Japanese soldiers was missing an arm, and the wound was infected and had no water. He could only be supported by the two Japanese soldiers and walked, which seriously affected the speed of the team.
This made some of the escorting soldiers look slightly dissatisfied, "You damn Japanese, you're missing an animal arm, so you have to leave as soon as possible!"
Some soldiers couldn't help but stepped forward and fired headshots with rifle butts at the lagging Japanese soldiers. They smashed the heads of the three Japanese soldiers and fell to the ground with blood.
The remaining dozens of Japanese soldiers, who were already in extreme panic, were so frightened that they turned pale and hurriedly squatted on the ground shaking like chaff, holding their heads tightly with both hands.
"Alimasai!"
"Alimasai!"
They don't have the same unruly appearance as before, like arrogant and domineering young men who were whipped back to their original shape by the policeman's baton.
The so-called Bushido and the belief in loyalty to the emperor have long since been wiped out after witnessing the brutal killing methods and horrific torture of the Patriot Army.
A person may not be afraid of death sometimes, but he will definitely feel scared. This is a law engraved in human DNA, and no one can except it.
The squad leader smiled and said, "These Japanese soldiers are walking so slowly, I might as well kill them and just count the balls here!"
The soldiers smiled at each other after hearing this. The squad leader ignored the Japanese soldier's pleas and stepped on the wound of the Japanese soldier's broken arm, and immediately let out a wail like a slaughtered pig.
Several people had ferocious smiles on their faces. Anyway, it would be the Fuso people who would handle the corpses.
"We've just skinned a dog alive, how about we try gouging out the eyes and cutting off the nose this time, or maybe beheading him in half?"
"That of yours is already outdated. I suggest you just disembowel it. It will save you more effort."
"No, I'd better make them into human pigs and cut off all four of their dog paws."
The soldiers discussed a lot about how to execute these Japanese soldiers, and the killing plan was all-inclusive.
The platoon leader came to a few people with two Tang knives. Hearing the conversation, he couldn't help but said: "Why are you guys so cruel? People will die if you do this. Do it all again if you want me to tell you."
"It's up to our platoon leader to be magnanimous and let these beasts enjoy it all. Let's do it!"
Just as they were told, several soldiers pulled the broken-armed Japanese soldier to another place, then firmly held down its three limbs and peeled off its tattered military uniform.
"I heard that these Japanese soldiers have done a lot of bad things, and they are all black-hearted. Let's see if this is the case." The squad leader spit out his chewing gum, slowly pulled out a cold Tang sword, and stabbed hard. Entering the belly of the Japanese soldier.
The blade was gently moved upwards, and a huge gap was immediately opened in the Japanese soldier's belly. In despair, the Japanese soldier let out a cry of "woo~woo!"
"What are you barking at? It hurts a little. This is not normal." The squad leader ignored the Japanese soldier's pleading eyes and stepped on his abdomen hard.
"Puff!" The organs that were suddenly squeezed by gravity were like a bunch of colorful poisonous snakes, and they couldn't wait to spurt out from the gap in the Japanese soldier's abdomen.
The squad leader wiped off the blood on the Tang sword. Many soldiers looked at the dead Japanese soldier on the ground. They didn't feel the slightest bit guilty and even burst into cheers!
"Oh, if Yama doesn't open his eyes, they really think we are Buddhas, and that's what they should do!"
"The next one will gouge out the eyes and cut off the nose, and then I'll peel off its dog face alive as well."
"Okay, okay, you have to know how to play."
The squad leader pulled out the KS98 bayonet from his waist, and several soldiers repeated their old tricks and held down the other Japanese soldier.
The Japanese soldier was so frightened that he panicked and yelled, "Flax!" Unfortunately, it was of no use. The blade still stabbed its eyeball hard, and after rotating for a short half, it moved outwards with a "poof", so huge that the eyeball was picked out.
"Ah! Ah!"
Two of the dog's eyes were gouged out one after another, and the squad leader also cut off its nose.
Looking at the Japanese soldier on the ground who had lost his eyes, his empty eye sockets were particularly horrifying, and black blood was constantly pouring out of his wounds. The onlookers seemed to be still upset.
"Cut off its face too!"
Seeing this, the squad leader had no choice but to continue, and comforted the Japanese soldiers under him, "Don't move, if you move any more you will be disfigured!"
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo , oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh, okay,..."
The Japanese soldier's face lost the protection of skin and flesh, and its earthworm-like blood vessels were exposed in the air, and blood spurted out. The squad leader chopped off the Japanese soldier's faceless head with a knife, and kicked it away more than ten meters like a football. .
This cruel method of execution brought a violent visual impact to the remaining Japanese soldiers. They were so frightened that their limbs trembled, and they could not even squat stably. They sat on the ground, feces and urine were poured out on the spot, and some Japanese soldiers even suffered mental breakdowns. , shouting vaguely.
"Devils! Chinese people are devils!"
"The Butcher of the East! Reincarnation of Blood Prajna!"
Only now did these Japanese soldiers realize that the Chinese, whom they regarded as a sheep nation in the past, could be so cruel and bloody after abandoning benevolence and morality and losing the restraints of rules. They used endless methods of killing and were even more cruel than them. .
The various methods of killing continued in the open space, and the screams of the Japanese soldiers were intertwined with the laughter of the surrounding soldiers, like a beautiful symphony.
However, only the Virgin Mary would feel sorry for these Japanese soldiers. In the past, these Japanese soldiers were stationed in Qingdao, and they caused great harm to the Chinese people in the city.
At that time, they never thought that one day they would suffer even more cruel revenge. The Japanese soldiers who fell into the hands of the Patriot Army now looked so luxurious and hopeless even if they were directly shot to death.
And Lu Xiaojia would not adopt the so-called "tolerance and kindness" policy in his previous life towards these Japanese people.
It deliberately emphasizes the traditional Chinese culture of "being kind to others" and "teachers of benevolence and righteousness".
These policies are bullshit. If we really follow these broken rules, then we should not fight with force during the Anti-Japanese War. Chinese soldiers should put down their swords and guns.
They all wore Buddha's light cassocks, held wooden fish and scriptures, and used Buddha's light illumination skills to influence these Japanese soldiers, making them put down their weapons and become Buddhas on the spot.
The Patriot Army now follows the same principle in dealing with its enemies: treat them in the same way as they treat their enemies.
How the enemy treats the Chinese people, the Patriot Army will use the same means to deal with the enemy.
