"Report to the team, we have captured one alive."
"Okay, hahaha!"
Half an hour later, Xu Dazhuang reported to Dragon Boat Festival with a jumping Japanese.
Dragon Boat Festival saw the devil showing an evil smile.
The little devil was very nervous. He pretended to lower his head, but his eyes were wandering around. If he wasn't looking for a chance to escape, he was planning to grab a grenade or something and die together with the enemy in front of him.
They know how they treat Chinese prisoners of war. Chinese prisoners of war were used to practice bayonets and guns, bury them alive, behead them, set them on fire and burn them alive, etc. They've all done it.
The unscrupulous Japs just like to torture the Chinese and watch the Chinese scream in pain to satisfy their sick hearts.
Therefore, after the little Japanese with a guilty conscience became a prisoner of war, he not only feared all the way, but also always thought about the tricks they would use on Chinese prisoners of war. Maybe the Chinese would do the same to him.
The Chinese soldiers were strung together by piercing their arms with wire. He took a branding iron and branded a mark on each of them. How about pulling out every fingernail of the Chinese soldiers during torture and watching them scream in pain for hours.
Or take a wooden stick and break every rib of a Chinese soldier, then play the pipa with your fingers. Every time it is played, it will be accompanied by the painful howl of the Chinese soldiers.
They will also rub salt into the wounds of injured Chinese soldiers and watch the Chinese soldiers live worse than death.
Or, heat a pot of boiling oil and put the hands of Chinese soldiers in the pot and fry them. The heart-rending screams will continue until the Chinese soldiers are completely dead.
So at this time, the little devil shudders when he thinks about his past sins.
He felt that the Chinese would not let him go.
He was nervous, extremely nervous. I even wanted to find a comfortable way to die.
For example, grabbing a grenade is the best option. With a bang, he can go back to see his Amaterasu.
But the Chinese soldiers around him were more sinister-looking and more difficult to mess with. I remember that when he was captured, one of the Chinese arms held him down so that he could not move. That powerful elbow almost crushed his spine.
So he felt that he would not succeed and would be beaten up by Chinese soldiers.
He has experienced the Chinese fists. When he resisted, he was hit by someone's punch and suffered a concussion, so he passed out. Then the nasty Chinese poured cold water on him to wake him up.
It was winter, but the Chinese poured cold water on him without mercy.
So he believes that the Chinese are the devil.
But now he wanted to grab the grenade from the devil. He felt that he must be crazy.
He didn't have the guts to snatch the grenade, so he thought biting his tongue and committing suicide was a good option. Although he doesn't know what this principle is. But if you bite off your tongue, you can die, and he wants to try it.
It was only when he bit it experimentally that he realized that biting his tongue hurt, right?
The Japanese were very upset that they couldn't even die.
He once laughed at those Chinese soldiers who had no spine at all and actually became prisoners. If it were their Imperial Japanese Army, they would have committed seppuku.
But now, when it was his turn, he realized that dying was not that simple. Death requires courage.
He was afraid of being beaten when he snatched the grenade, and he was afraid of pain when biting his tongue.
The reason is that he doesn't want to die.
Because he didn’t want to die, he didn’t dare to grab the grenade from the Chinese soldier. If he didn’t want to die, he didn’t dare to bite his tongue.
At this time, he didn't want to die even more, so he was trembling and walking on thin ice.
So, he thought of his bushido and his emperor.
He wanted to follow the example of many of his colleagues and shout loudly, "Long live His Majesty the Emperor," and let his Amaterasu give him courage.
But as soon as he raised his head, Xu Dazhuang gave him a spoon, which almost hit him with another concussion.
"You damn little devil, hurry up!"
Xu Dazhuang scolded him. Although the kid didn't understand, he thought he meant to clear the way for him.
He obediently followed the team, and the majesty of the Japanese Imperial Army was completely lost, just like the third grandson.
At the same time, Dragon Boat Festival was very happy when seeing the active and active Japanese!
He didn't know who his enemy was, so Xu Dazhuang captured one alive.
Without further ado, Duanwu immediately made arrangements and imitated the Japanese tone and asked: "What kind of work do you do?"
Perhaps it was because the majesty of the Imperial Japanese Army had been completely lost just now, which aroused the kid's sense of shame. The kid pretended to be very tough and said: "Oh my god, it's the work of the Imperial Japanese Army."
"beat him!"
Dragon Boat Festival didn't give the little devil a chance to show off, and directly ordered him to be beaten.
At this time, what are Xu Dazhuang and others waiting for? Kicked him down, then he got punched and kicked.
They are never polite to little devils. They knew what every Japs did when cleaning the battlefield. They will bayonet every Chinese soldier who falls on the ground again.
Of course, unless the little devils rush to chase the fleeing Chinese soldiers, they can escape the disaster.
And if Xu Dazhuang hadn't thought it was important to catch someone alive, his punch at that time would not only have made the Japanese guy faint.
The little devil screamed and screamed after being beaten. Duanwu signaled to stop, then pulled the little devil up and repeated the previous question: "What kind of work do you do?"
The beaten Japs thought for a while, and just now I answered that the Imperial Japanese Army was beaten. I can't answer like that this time. He thought that the Chinese people called him a devil, so he said confidently: "My, it's the devil's work."
"Yoohee!"
Duanwu was very satisfied, patted the little devil on the shoulder and asked: "Your name, position, and unit number."
"Nani?"
The Japanese were surprised. It turned out that his Chinese was not very good. The only thing you do is that you just learned it recently. Because they often have to set up cards, you must know this sentence when meeting Chinese people. So the devils learned this sentence.
Dragon Boat Festival felt it out, this Japanese guy didn't know much Chinese. So he asked in Japanese: "Your name, position, unit number."
"snort!"
The Japanese raised his face at a 45-degree angle very proudly.
Duanwu shouted: "Keep beating me."
"Yes, Danzao!"
Xu Dazhuang picked up the Japanese and gave him a big mouthful.
But the little devil is very strong and doesn't care at all when being slapped by the big mouth. This is what they practice in Japan. If you stick his neck out and let you beat him, he won't move for three days and three nights.
Duanwu was speechless and thought to himself: This Xu Dazhuang actually picked what others were good at doing. What effect would that have?
Duanwu was getting angry, but he didn't expect Lao Shou to come back with his people at this time, and also captured a living Japanese. Duanwu saw it from all the way, and thought it was good. It's hard to deal with one kid, but it's much easier to deal with two.
So Duanwu signaled Xu Dazhuang to stop temporarily, and then whispered in Japanese to the beaten Japanese: "Look, another one has come. Now you say, there is still a chance. Anyway, only one of you two can live. What do you think, Will he speak first, or you?"
But this Japs is a bastard who is determined to fight against the weight, and he does not believe that there will be a traitor in their Imperial Japanese Army.
He replied arrogantly: "You are daydreaming!"
boom!
Duanwu raised his hand and shot the little devil in the head.
It’s shameful for you, I’ve been asking you for so long and I didn’t even ask you a name, so what’s the use of you?
But the most important thing is that during the Dragon Boat Festival, chickens are killed to scare monkeys. In front of one Japanese, he shot another Japanese. Tell the other party clearly that this is what will happen if you don't obey.
The Japanese man brought back by Lao Snoring was really frightened, and his legs softened and he almost fell to his knees.
Lao Snoring grabbed the collar of the other person's neck and lifted him up, as if he was carrying a chicken.
During World War II, little devils were generally not tall. It is said that a devil who can reach 1.7 meters is considered a giant among devils. So it is a little different from what we see in TV series. The little devil is not that tall at all. The height difference between him and the Chinese is between a head and half a head.
In addition, it is not surprising that the Japanese is as thin as a chicken.
As soon as Lao Shou mentioned it, he picked up the little devil and threw him in front of Duanwu.
Duanwu said in Japanese: "I asked him a question, but he didn't even answer. His conscience was greatly damaged. I'm asking you now, your name, position, and unit number."
"me,......"
The little devil was so frightened that his mouth dropped.
Duan Wu held a pistol and pointed it at the little devil's head. The little devil was trembling nervously. He gritted his teeth and said, "My name is Suzuki Santaro. My position is private. I am the 1st Infantry Regiment, 1st Infantry Battalion, 1st Infantry Squadron of the Namada Detachment." , a soldier from the 1st Infantry Search Team."
"Yoohee!"
Dragon Boat Festival is very satisfied, it will be much easier to handle if you know who you are fighting. Of course, this is not enough. He needs to know the specific number of enemies and the firepower configuration.
"Tell me how many people you have here and the status of their weapons and equipment. I will spare your life, and I will also let you go back."
The Dragon Boat Festival has a stick in one hand and a carrot in the other. Of course the little devil chose carrot.
He told everything he knew. It is said that their Botian detachment has two infantry regiments, an artillery regiment, a baggage regiment, a communications squadron, a medical squadron, two armored squadrons, etc., totaling more than 7,000 people.
Having figured out the enemy's situation clearly, Lao Shou said: "Tuanzuo, this little devil probably only knows so much. Shall I send him on his way?"
Duanwu took a look at Lao Snoring and said: "What do you mean? A person must keep his word. Can we Chinese go back on our word? If we say let him go, let him go. And for the sake of fairness, I have to put our battle Tell Major General Botian about the number of people, weapon ratio, etc., this is only fair!"
With that said, Dragon Boat Festival also asked Suzuki Santaro in Chinese: Is it fair or not?
Suzuki Santaro nodded. The Dragon Boat Festival was played with a bang.
Snapped!
This slap on the head made Santaro Suzuki feel like his head was going to be broken, and he grinned in pain.
"Grandma, you understand Chinese, and you're still pretending like this?"
Danwu cursed, and Suzuki Santaro quickly explained: "A little bit, a little bit."
Duanwu said: "I don't care if you know it or not, we Chinese people always keep their word. If we say we'll let you go, we'll let you go."
And if you are very cooperative with me, then I will give you a chance to make meritorious deeds. You go back and tell Bo Tian that the troops on Yushan Mountain are empty. The weapons and equipment still use the same old barrels. Do you know what the old sleeve is? "
Dragon Boat Festival asked Santaro Suzuki, who quickly said: "Type 88 rifle, we still have a good understanding of China's weapons and equipment."
"Very good, just say that we are using old guns that can't even kill a bird. There is only one machine gun per company, and there is no artillery. There are only two thousand people on the whole mountain. As long as your general Do you understand that a large corps attack can capture the Yushan position in minutes and achieve great success?"
"Hey, I understand... No, no, no, I don't understand, I would never say that."
Suzuki Santaro nodded repeatedly at first, but then he thought again, this is wrong. What if I expose the other party's secrets and the other party won't let me go? So he quickly changed his tune.
Danwu put his arm around Santaro Suzuki's shoulders and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, the time has come for you to make a contribution. Just say this when you get back. I support you. Just arrived in Paris!"
After cheering up the little devil, Duanwu turned around and said in Lao Snoring's ear: "When we send him down the mountain, we must ensure the safety of this little devil. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Danzao!"
Lao Shou responded, although he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Tuanzuo's gourd, but he just did as he was told.
Lao Snoring left with Santaro Suzuki. But at this time, Xie Jinyuan said: "Tuanzuo, what do you mean?"
Duan Wu did not answer, but twisted his butt like a madman and sang: "Selling my love, you bear a debt of conscience, no matter how much love you give, you can never buy it back... Oops,... ....”
My legs hurt during the Dragon Boat Festival, and I almost lost my waist.
Xie Jinyuan was speechless, because following such a group of people, he felt like he had a headache. And I don’t know what the group members are singing.
But at this time, the Dragon Boat Festival suddenly stopped singing, turned around and asked in surprise: "How many straw men have I asked you to pierce?"
Xie Jinyuan thought for a while and said: "Everyone is digging trenches, but there are only a hundred people digging trenches, right? There should be two hundred now."
"Not enough, not enough. Go quickly, tell them to stop digging, and get thousands of scarecrows scattered around the position. The speed must be fast. All the people on the mountain, except those standing guard and sentry, are going to build up the scarecrows. People must wear military uniforms and helmets. Go!”
Duanwu urged, but Xie Jinyuan had no choice but to go to Zhong Jiushan to convey Duanwu's order.
Zhong Jiushan was confused and thought: Why don't we dig trenches? Why did you change to a straw man again? Is this special correspondent really making up his mind?
The soldiers of the 174th Division also began to complain: "Grandma, are you trying to tire us to death? The trenches haven't been dug yet, and they asked us to build scarecrows again!"
"That is, his brothers have gone to live in peace and happiness, but we are left behind to work as coolies for him."
"What the hell, I quit."
"Yes, yes, we quit. Where can we find so much wormwood? We have to take off our clothes and hats to put on the straw man. Is it cold for the straw man?"
"That's right, it's winter, do you want to freeze to death?"
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"What are you doing?"
At this moment, Zhong Jiushan noticed that soldiers were gathering and walked over with a sullen face.
But when they saw Zhong Jiushan, the soldiers dared not speak out in anger. They could only say sarcastically: "Let's just obey the master's order!"
"Yes, teachers have to listen to others. What can we do?"
One, two, three, a group of people left reluctantly.
Zhong Jiushan frowned, because the departure of Sun Boan and others has always been a thorn in the side of his soldiers.
He didn't know what to say to make these soldiers understand. He could only hope that when the enemy's artillery fire rang out, these people would fight the enemy as bravely as before.
But this scene happened to be seen by Xie Jinyuan.
He shook his head slightly, because he had told the group when they let Sun Boan and others go during the Dragon Boat Festival. Sun Boan and others cannot let them go. As soon as they left, the morale of the army was weakened, and a powerful enemy was watching. How could we fight the battle at Yushan?
But the group didn't listen and let him go with just one word.
Xie Jinyuan felt that this matter should not be hidden from the group members, otherwise the group members would not know about it and would not know what would happen.
What are you most afraid of in war? What they fear the most is that their troops are disorganized and their morale is low.
Once the morale of the army is weakened and the soldiers lack courage, as soon as the enemy's artillery fire is fired, one's own position will be chaotic first. Soldiers would scurry about the position like flies on their brows.
Why are you running around? They all want to find a favorable terrain to prepare for escape.
And this is the consequence of Duanwu letting Sun Boan leave.
At that time, Xie Jinyuan thought of this. But what Duanwu said to him left him speechless.
Dragon Boat Festival said: As a soldier, you should keep your word.
But this is indeed true, but we must also think about the consequences.
Now the soldiers of the 174th Division have begun to express dissatisfaction with Duanwu's order. And if Dragon Boat Festival orders them to charge again, I don't know what the situation will be like.
Xie Jinyuan couldn't imagine the consequences, so he had to report the matter to Duanwu as soon as possible.
But at this time, Xie Jinyuan was eager to return, not to mention looking for the Dragon Boat Festival. But it was said that although the Japanese search team was repulsed by the Special Second Company and the Third Special Company, with more than 20 casualties, they found the body of Shigeto Chiaki and brought it back.
When the Hatada Japanese saw Shigeto Chiaki's body, his expression was extremely painful. It was so tragic. Chiaki Shigeto was shot in the head. The bullet went in from one temple and came out from the other temple, just like a bloody gourd.
There was blood all over his head, and his brain pulp was exposed. If his soldiers hadn't introduced him as Shigeto Chiaki, he wouldn't have even believed that the dead body in front of him was his former colleague.
While grabbing Chiaki Shigeto's hand, Hatada Jaeko murmured: "Shigeto-kun, Shigeto-kun, you have been so strong all your life, and you have been fighting with people all your life. I never thought that you would be here today?..."
