Lin Feng saw all this, his hands trembled for a long time, but he could not prevent the tragedy from happening.
None of the seven people survived, one was forced to jump into the sea, and five were beheaded in public.
"This kid is a fucking beast! These bastards, we can still treat prisoners of war like friends, why are they so cruel to their own people?"
Zhang Dabiao kept yelling angrily, but the little devils couldn't listen.
"They are our friends, the vanguard against the war."
As Lin Feng spoke, he took off his hat, his sadness unspeakable.
"Contact Ushijima Kobaga and bring the bodies back. We will give them a good burial."
When the little Baga heard that Lin Feng wanted a corpse, they shouted and said they would not give him anything.
And put forward very shameless conditions.
"It's okay if you want corpses, then let your people kneel and pick them up."
Lin Feng saw that these little devils were so shameless, so he couldn't be polite to them and let Bai Zhixiong's submarine greet them with torpedoes.
After being bombed and sinking the warship, the little devil calmed down a little and honestly handed the body to the Eighth Route Army.
Bai Zhixiong was responsible for transporting the body back. The little devil asked Bai Zhixiong not to fire. When he was far away, he actually played celebratory music.
These bastards are indeed not human beings. They killed one of their own and they even played celebratory music!
Xiao Baga will not do anything that has anything to do with other people.
"Is the coffin ready?"
Lin Feng had already asked people to select seven coffins. These people sacrificed their lives for the revolution, and they could not be allowed to die like this.
"We went to buy it, but the bald man wouldn't let us take it back."
The corners of Lin Feng's eyes were a little sour, and he looked at Gao Ming beside him in disbelief.
"Why?"
"They say little devils don't deserve coffins."
Having said that, these little devils are no longer puppets of militarism. They can be regarded as friends.
"I explained for a long time, but they refused to let me go. They also said that all the little devils deserved it and they wanted to celebrate tonight."
Lin Feng felt a little sad, as bald people are always cold-blooded.
Without saying anything, they led the people directly to find the bald man. Everyone was a little surprised when they saw Lin Feng arriving.
"Aren't you fighting against the Japs? Why did the main commander withdraw?"
The bald man deliberately made fun of him and looked down upon the Eighth Route Army. But without the Eighth Route Army, how could they have stood firm on the Yangtze River defense line?
"I'll keep the money and load the coffin into the car. Nothing will happen to us."
Lin Feng didn't want to talk nonsense with this group of people anymore. He just wanted to quickly pull the coffin back to bury his friend's body.
"If you want a coffin, there are two conditions. The first point is to give us good equipment, and the second point is to give us the credit for catching the Japanese."
This man is so shameless!
No effort was exerted, but the credit was not enough.
How can a person be so shameless?
Lin Feng looked at Gao Ming coldly without saying anything for a long time, then raised his hand to Gao Ming.
"I heard that you want equipment?"
Gao Ming never wanted to have friction with a bald person, but today he couldn't help it anymore. These bastards are so inhumane.
What's the difference between this and Xiao Baga?
"Are you going to give it? If you don't give it, I will kill you."
Gao Ming was also a man with a bad temper, and the bald man immediately became frightened.
"You have something to say, brother."
Seeing Gao Ming's serious glare as the bald man loaded the coffin into the car honestly, Lin Feng patted the wood and glared.
"I already told you I would give you money, so why are you fooling me with rotten wood? Do you call this a coffin?"
Lin Feng was so angry that before he could exert any force on his hands, the coffin was already torn into pieces.
This kind of wood has been soaked in water and has been infested with insects, so it cannot be photographed vigorously.
Maybe the coffin will fall apart before the dead man is put in it.
It's not as good as a dog meeting.
"I'm going to find your commander."
The commander was still drinking. When he heard that Lin Feng came to the door, he didn't give him any face and asked him to wait.
Lin Feng put his pistol on fire, strode into the room, and slammed the gun on the table.
These bastards are really shameless, and they will be fined if they don't drink the toast.
"It turns out to be Commander Lin. What can I do for you, brother?"
Seeing the virtue of this bastard, Lin Feng took out Dayang from his pocket.
"I know you have good coffins. Get me seven pairs. This is the deposit. I will send you equipment for 1,000 little devils in a moment."
Hearing this good thing is worth more than making money.
The old boy agreed to Lin Feng without hesitation.
"This is all prepared for us during the previous war. It's all damn good wood, so I'll give it all to you."
After checking twice, there was nothing wrong. I asked people to load the things into the car. I felt a little heavy and it seemed that I couldn't use the strength in my body.
When Lin Feng returned to the army station, he found that the common people spontaneously pulled some white cloth and wrote the names of seven people. The whole army was solemn.
"This guy is very good, but it's a pity. Yesterday he said he would help me plant sweet potatoes."
An old man without a son burst into tears, regretting the death of a little devil for the first time.
When the warship brought the body back, Lin Feng personally supported the body, and Li Yunlong poured a large bowl of wine.
"Well done, what a man."
He spilled the wine on the ground and smashed the bowl. The coffin was taken over by the people from the prisoner of war camp and they found a place to bury it.
The brigade commander personally wrote an elegiac couplet, and the boss also personally wrote a tombstone after learning about it.
"Carry forward Yoshizawa Hide's anti-war spirit and carry out the anti-war fight to the end!"
The prisoners of war shouted slogans, angered by Yoshizawa's death.
Lin Feng wanted to calm these people down, but these guys were tired of war and were forced to go to the battlefield.
Moreover, these militarisms have exhausted themselves and not even spared their lives.
It's so vicious.
The prisoners of war wrote anti-war slogans on white cloth and walked to the coastline holding them high.
They cursed Colonel Ushijima in Baga language, and Lin Feng could tell that they were greeting the old devil's family.
"You all calm down. Yoshizawa is no longer here. If they fire, can you run away? Come back immediately."
Lin Feng wanted these people to go back quickly, but these prisoners of war were determined to fight militarism to the end.
"Please return the weapons to us, we will fight them to the end!"
Anyone who commits unjust acts will be punished by his own death. The old bagas make the decision to let the little ones die.
Who the hell is a fool in this world?
The eyes of the masses were sharp, and these prisoners of war were also aware that Lin Feng was really unwilling to let himself die, so he might as well pick up some rocks and rotten wood.
He was going to fight Captain Ushijima with the boat.
"Calm down, everyone. If you go there, aren't you going to die?"
"Get back here, everyone."
Lin Feng became anxious, and the little Baga became more honest and swam back...
