Hearing this, Waizui hurriedly nodded in agreement, fearing to offend the other party again.
At the random graveyard in the east of Guibuling Village, all the villagers gathered in a relatively flat open area.
Hundreds of Japanese soldiers were holding rifles and standing on roofs, roof beams, slopes and other commanding heights, forming a human-human encirclement that surrounded all the villagers in the open land.
The leader among them was a lieutenant general of medium build, with big shoulders and round waist, a fat head and a smooth beard under his nose. At that time, he was standing in front of a row of yellow poplar trees with a condescending look on his face.
"Baga Yalu! If you don't tell me where Xiao Baludi is! They will all die!"
Lieutenant Colonel Kameda shouted loudly, but the villagers in the open area remained unmoved after hearing this, and stayed in place with expressionless faces!
"Baga! Catch a few of them! If you don't explain Xiaobalu, they will all die!"
As Kameda spoke, he raised his hand and pointed at a few old, weak, women and children standing in the front row. As soon as he finished speaking, a few Japanese soldiers did not dare to neglect the group of two or three, and rushed to the open space and dragged several of them to the big poplar tree. Tied up with rope.
On the way, public resentment aroused in the audience, and countless villagers rushed forward to stop the Japanese soldiers.
Seeing this, the Japanese and puppet troops on the stage held hands together to form a solid human barrier without saying a word, trying to block this group of angry people.
Unexpectedly, this move inadvertently inspired the villagers' determination to resist. The crowd immediately continued to pour forward, and they saw that they were about to rush under the big poplar tree.
Kameda looked gloomy and waved his hand. The machine gunner who was entrenched at the highest point in the open field understood. He opened the safety with one hand and fixed the butt of the gun with the other. Then he pulled the trigger. A tongue of flame suddenly appeared. More than a dozen villagers in the front row were shot and wounded and fell to the ground. In a pool of blood.
Seeing this situation, the following people no longer dared to act rashly. Instead, they quickly dragged the villagers back to their original positions and sat helplessly watching everything that happened.
During this period, under Kameda's instruction, firewood was scattered in front of the seven hostages, and the air was mixed with the smell of gasoline. Several Japanese soldiers stood sideways holding torches, and only waited for the order from their superiors to ignite the firewood and ignite the firewood alive. Burn these villagers to death.
"Locust Jundi, ask again! Xiaobaludi, where are you working?"
"Bah! If you can, burn me to death, the old man! You damn little devil, there will be Chinese people who will avenge us!"
Among the hostages, the leader, a silver-haired, skinny old man, suddenly spat on Kameda's face, and at the same time, he glared and cursed with righteous indignation.
The villagers nearby and in the audience were in mourning after hearing this. The villagers standing in the front row of the last bundles of straw glanced at each other and stood together in a denser formation, as if they were deliberately hiding something.
Kameda, on the other hand, raised his hand to lightly wipe his cheek with a white glove. After witnessing a mouthful of old phlegm, he became so angry that he snatched the torch from under him and threw it under Old Gintou. The moment the wood touched the fire, with the help of air and gasoline, Pushing, flames suddenly shot into the sky, even Kameda on the side was almost affected.
In the raging fire, Lao Yintou ignored the severe pain of the burning fire and shouted at the top of his lungs to the villagers who were pouring in from the audience: "Folks! I, Lao Yintou, am over sixty years old. You've earned enough of a living! Don't risk your life for me! But those little bastards must not fall into the hands of the Japanese! Otherwise, old silver head, I... will die... not... in peace... !”
In the thick smoke, Old Silver's voice became lower and lower. When he spoke the last few words, he almost exhausted all his strength, until he fainted or burned to death!
The villagers in front of the last pile of straw were all in tears, trying desperately to block the violently shaking pile of straw behind them with their bodies!
At the right time, seeing that the ghosts were not working, the people still refused to explain the way out of Xiaobalu Road, and the Japanese and puppet troops sent to search the village were still missing. He became angry and decided to follow the same pattern, raising his hand and six powerful Japanese troops beside him. The soldier leaned over and prepared to throw the torch among the firewood.
"Pass!"
In an instant, an evil ghost flashed past. The Japanese soldier standing on the outermost side looked down and saw that a hole the size of a sandbag had been cut out of his broad chest. Scarlet blood was pouring down like a spring, and a piece of chest flesh was rolling down. They fell under the feet of the villagers in Kailuodi and were trampled on.
The moment Kameda saw the person in front of him clearly, shock, hesitation, joy, fear and other emotions were intertwined on his face, and he spoke word for word in broken Chinese:
"Li! Yun! Feng! Everyone, come together and capture Li Yunfeng!"
"Ta-ta-da...ta-ta-da...!"
"Tong! Tong! Tong!"
As soon as he finished speaking, violent explosions and machine gun fire sounded from all directions. A dozen inexplicable men rushed out from different directions, sharply and accurately harvesting the Japanese soldiers on every commanding height!
"idiot!"
Seeing this, Kameda was furious and rushed towards Li Yunfeng with his sword in hand. Several Japanese soldiers in front and behind him followed closely behind him, roaring.
Not long after, the first two Japanese soldiers approached. Since they had been holding torches before, they did not have any weapons in their hands and fought hand-to-hand with the former with their bare hands.
The moment the horizontal fist approached, Li Yunfeng stood on one side of his body to avoid the first move, and immediately turned his palm like a knife and slashed forward towards the opponent's neck!
Suddenly, a dog's head rolled to the ground, and the body that remained in place was fixed in the air, motionless!
This situation frightened the other Japanese soldier, but the enemy in front still bravely raised his leg and swept towards Li Yunfeng's abdomen.
The latter was unhurried. When the devil's toes were still ten centimeters away from his abdomen, he clenched his fist and swung downwards, accurately hitting the enemy's leg.
In an instant, a sharp pain spread rapidly along the calf to the limbs. The Japanese staggered to the ground and took a closer look. The part below the knee fell not far away, and the broken muscles and bones were exposed to the air with a stream of blood.
While breathing, a towering figure stepped forward...
After all the Japanese soldiers present were eliminated, Kameda was the only one holding a sword, trembling uncontrollably and staring angrily at Li Yunfeng.
"Kameda, right! You really deserve to die!"
Suddenly, Li Yunfeng pointed at the old Yin-tou who was burnt to black charcoal under the big poplar tree and his face was ashen!
Hearing this, Kameda's right cheek trembled secretly, and he immediately raised his knife and struck at the former again.
Only this time, Li Yunfeng did not beat him to death, but knocked him unconscious with one palm. He also ordered the villagers to find a large mirror, while he magically took out a large syringe filled with unknown liquid from his arms, and then leaned over. He lowered his body and inserted the needle part into Kameda's body, and pushed the piston with his other hand to inject the liquid into the opponent's body.
"Commander-in-Chief, what are you doing?"
On one side, Monk Zhanger was confused and asked suspiciously.
"Cut out the heart! I want to see the color of Kameda's heart! Where's Bunzo? There's also a crooked mouth, call them all over here!"
