"It's not good, it's not good, my lord."
The workers had just fallen asleep when Xiao Zhong hurried out and said, "I'm afraid Yak may not be able to survive."
"unlucky!"
Po Luo Sheng, who had just finished his inspection, immediately frowned when he heard this.
"Sir, what should I do?" Xiao Zhong asked carefully.
"What to do? Throw it out! Feed those wild dogs!"
Without even thinking, Poluoxiao said, "Carry him out and burn him."
The weather is hot, and the dead people here are all carried outside and burned to avoid the spread of plague and infectious diseases.
It is unlucky to carry a dead person on your back.
But others in the faction were not at ease. Po Luo Sho usually asked Xiao Zhong to carry him out, and then sent one of his subordinates to follow him.
Xiaozhong always fulfilled his duties faithfully and never had any accidents.
This time, as soon as he heard that Yake was going to die, Po Luohuo continued to send Xiao Zhong and his subordinate named Granny without even thinking about it.
Thinking about it, he still felt uneasy, so he called Granny to his side again: "What if Yake is still alive when we get outside?"
"Sir, don't worry, I know how to do it."
Granny understood immediately.
Nine out of ten people who were carried outside were still breathing.
Once these people are carried outside, there is only one final outcome:
Either way, you must die!
"Hurry up, hurry up." Broken Voice covered his nose and urged.
…
"What's going on outside?"
The Japanese sergeant who had just fallen asleep was about to get up and go out for a look, when Kaiya grabbed him and said softly:
"Get some rest, there are a lot of people outside."
Although I don't understand the language, I can generally understand Kaiya's gestures.
Someone died again, right?
The sergeant didn't take it to heart anymore, lay down again, and hugged the woman next to him.
…
Late at night.
Granny was heartbroken.
Those Japanese are good, they always sleep with women in their arms at night.
Everything is left to this group of people.
Still burning people to death in the middle of the night.
Xiaozhong carried Yake on his back and walked heavily.
Finally arriving at the place, I put Yak down and saw that he was still breathing.
Granny put down the gasoline can and pulled out a knife.
"Smoke a cigarette first."
Xiaozhong took out a cigarette.
Granny was also tired and took the cigarette.
Xiao Zhong immediately picked up the match and lit it.
Granny leaned closer.
At the moment when the smoke was burning, Xiao Zhong did one thing:
He easily pulled out the knife from Granny's waist, and then stabbed it into his heart silently before the other party even reacted.
Without even taking another look, he quickly rushed to Yak's side: "How's it going?"
Yak made a "hissing" sound in his throat, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't.
For a moment, his body twitched a few times and then became silent again.
Yak is dead.
Xiao Zhong sighed softly and put the bodies of Yake and Granny together.
He opened the gasoline barrel and poured gasoline on the two people. He lit a match and threw it on the bodies.
The fire burned instantly and completely engulfed the two bodies.
…
"Fu Zhong" and Granny have not returned yet.
Po Luo voice became a little anxious and immediately led people to find him.
But they only saw two charred bodies.
One is that of Yak.
Where's the other one?
Fu Zhong, or Granny's?
I don't know.
Whether it was Fuzhong or Granny, one of the two must have escaped.
The broken gong voice made no sound.
Because he knows that once the Japanese know that someone has escaped, they will never let him go.
Therefore, the best way is not to let the Japanese know.
So, Yak is dead, Fu Zhong is dead, and Granny is dead.
…
Finally, the hard work is over.
All the wooden boxes delivered over several days were stored in the tunnel.
The workers breathed a long sigh of relief.
At this moment, a car drove up.
As soon as it stopped, when the people in the car got off, the sergeant immediately greeted them:
"Your Excellency, all tasks are completed!"
Those who came were Naoto Matsushiro, commander of the Philippine Military Police Headquarters in Manila, and Urayo Ishigami, the chief of the Japanese Army’s Manila secret service!
"very good."
Naoto Matsushiro said expressionlessly: "Let's get started."
The workers were all gathered together, including Broken Voice, the lackeys of the Japanese.
No one was alert to the hypothetical machine guns around them.
I didn't even notice that there were two more machine guns today.
They just thought that the work was finally done and the Japanese could send out the money.
No need to stay in this dark place anymore!
Naoto Matsushiro nodded.
The sergeant raised his hand, then dropped it hard.
"Tu tu tu tu"!
Three machine guns roared simultaneously.
Unsuspecting workers fell in droves.
The first person to be beaten into a hornet's nest was Po Luo Xiao.
He never dreamed that he would die tragically at the hands of the Japanese despite being a loyal lackey of the Japanese.
The gunfire finally stopped.
Dead people everywhere.
The sergeant waved his hand, and large barrels of gasoline were brought over and poured on the corpses.
Urayo Ishigami took out a box of sake from the car:
"For the Empire!"
"For the Empire!"
Each Japanese soldier picked up a bottle of sake and yelled crazily.
"cheers!"
Naoto Matsujo raised his sake and shouted.
"cheers!"
All the Japanese soldiers were excited, shouting, and drinking heavily.
…
The sergeant held his stomach and spat out blood. He looked at Naoto Matsushiro and Urayo Ishigami in disbelief.
He never thought that as an imperial soldier, he would be poisoned to death by his immediate superior!
Him and his companions!
The laborers and lackeys died.
The Japanese soldiers here also died.
No third person will know the secrets in the tunnel.
Naoto Matsushiro and Urayo Ishigami worked together to throw the Japanese corpses one after another among the corpses of the workers.
Then Ishigami Puyang lit a fire.
The fire immediately surrounded this place.
The air was filled with a nauseating smell.
However, they don't care at all.
They only feel that there is only the smell of getting rich in the air!
This is all Ishigami Puyo's plan.
Transport the stolen gold here secretly.
Then he used scoundrels like Po Luo Ke to recruit a group of workers to hide the gold.
Wait until there is an opportunity in the future to transport the gold out.
Even if there is no chance, he must let his descendants know this.
Of course, the prerequisite is that everyone involved in this operation must be silenced.
Whether it is workers or our own people.
Now, more than half of their plan has been achieved.
"No one's going to be here for a long time."
Urayo Ishigami said calmly: "Even if someone found these corpses that were burned to powder, they would never expect that there is so much gold hidden nearby."
"Yes, we did it." Naoto Matsushiro had a smile on his face.
The fire is burning, hiding all the sins!
