…
Cheng Bin's knees were stuck in the snow, and blood was pouring out from the gunshot wounds on his legs.
Rose-like blood, soaked in pure white snow.
He pressed his hands in front of his thighs, his face twisted and ferocious.
A pair of dilated pupils stared at the guillotine not far from him.
despair.
Heartbroken.
Almost half of the people who came out with him were already freezing.
He never dreamed that in the four northeastern provinces, there were even more powerful troops than the Kwantung Army.
They even have planes…
Cheng Bin thought that when they left Bingcheng and went south to Xinjing, they would have endless food and fish, and enjoy endless glory and wealth.
As he headed south, what he saw was not the white snow, nor the land where he was born and raised, but the salaries of high officials, endless oceans of money, and endless women.
However.
What he thought was all in vain at this moment.
Yang Jisheng was taken away by their people.
Cheng Bin was desperate.
He didn't even have the last chance to beg for mercy.
The people following Cheng Bin were trembling.
The people of the Northeast Field Army are too powerful.
Barely giving them a chance to pull the trigger.
This time, I followed Cheng Bin and suffered a big loss.
Cheng Bin looked up at Ye Anran, who had an indifferent expression.
"brother."
"I am also the deputy commander of the First Anti-Japanese Division."
"Even if there are mistakes."
"I must be tried first to make sure that I am truly guilty, and then I can be transferred to the relevant departments to deal with me reasonably."
"You just killed more than a hundred of us, it's illegal!!"
Cheng Bin opened his mouth and roared excitedly.
Ye Anran, Ma Jinhai, and Zhang Xiaoliu stood in front of Cheng Bin.
Looking at Cheng Bin who was shouting his throat out.
Zhang Xiaoliu put his hands in his pockets and whispered beside Ye Anran: "I think in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, you should hand this matter over to the Anti-League."
…
Ye Anran raised the corner of his mouth, "Is it legal for me to talk to a traitor?"
"Besides, they are anti-Union people."
"We are the Northeast Field Army."
"If you don't eat from the same pot, I don't care if it's legal or not? In my place, you don't have to be a good person, but you can't be a traitor for me!!"
"Since I became a traitor and my Northeast Army encountered him, I will clean up the family on behalf of Commander Yang."
…
Cheng Bin's face was ashen.
His last life-saving straw sank.
Ye Anran raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Xiruo, Bai Wanren and Wang Zhuohua.
"I'll give you half a minute to think about who will chop off Cheng Bin's head."
…
The three of them were stunned.
Cheng Bin sat down on the ground with a thud.
When Zhang Xiruo and the other three were terrified, Ye Anran took away the submachine gun held by Sun Maotian.
He pulled the gun bolt neatly.
When he raised the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at Zhang Xiruo and others.
Bai Wanren and Wang Zhuohua stepped forward and pressed Cheng Bin's shoulders.
The two of them dragged him by the sheepskin coat until he was in front of the guillotine.
"Oh shit!"
"Zhang Xiruo!!"
"Bai Wanren, Wang Zhuohua, you three beasts!!"
"I treat you well!!"
Cheng Bin grasped the ground tightly with both hands, and the fingernails of his hands were almost wedged into the frozen soil.
The route he took after gliding...
There were two long bloody finger prints on the ground.
Zhang Xiruo raised the guillotine in a panic.
He cried and looked at Cheng Bin, "Brother, have a good trip."
…
Bai Wanren and Wang Zhuohua forcibly put Cheng Bin on the knife.
They were half-kneeling on the ground, one on the left and the other on the right, with one leg and knee pressed against Cheng Bin's lower back, and their hands firmly pressed on the back of his neck.
Cheng Bin gasped for breath.
His legs were constantly kicking back and forth from side to side.
"Let me go!!"
"You bastards!!"
…
Zhang Xiaoliu frowned, turned his back to Cheng Bin, then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out and lit it.
He had to smoke a cigarette to calm down.
Oh shit!
Xiao Yezi is so cruel.
Fortunately, I didn't know Xiao Yezi when I was evacuated from Beida Camp.
otherwise.
He will definitely get beaten.
With the current strength of the Northeastern Army, Jin Ling did not dare to speak too loudly to Xiao Zizi.
When he was in Jinling, he often slapped the table with Chang Shu.
Now it is replaced by small leaves.
If he doesn't bang the table, he might overturn it.
Zhang Xiruo held up the guillotine with trembling hands. Under the shining blade lay the eldest brother who promised him a life of prosperity and wealth...
"Brother, let's go."
boom!
He quickly pressed down the guillotine, poof!
Scarlet splash.
Heads rolled down.
The traitor kneeling on the ground looked at this scene with a solemn face.
Wait until you see the missing parts of the body...
Many people lay on the ground retching and vomiting.
Zhang Xiruo put down the guillotine and sat down nervously on the ground.
He and Bai Wanren had a psychological breakdown.
Ye Anran's mouth twitched slightly.
Next!
Bai Wanren!
He grabbed a random person from among the people kneeling on the ground.
He motioned for him to step forward and hold Bai Wanren's shoulders.
Bai Wanren collapsed on the ground. When he heard that the next person was him, he got up and ran away.
Ye Anran then hit him on the leg! !
Da da da!
Da da da!
boom.
Bai Wanren fell into the snow nest.
He was so frightened that he ignored the gunshot wound on his leg and continued to crawl forward.
Ye Anran glanced at Sun Maotian.
"Bring the people back."
"yes!"
In a moment.
He was dragged back by the shadow rapid reaction force.
Facing the bloody guillotine.
Bai Wanren felt like he was going crazy.
They just killed two anti-Union soldiers.
I don’t understand why the Northeast Army insists on killing them.
The Japanese have done so many bad things in Northeast China, and I have never seen how they treated them...
Bai Wanren looked up at Ye Anran, "I don't accept it."
"It's the anti-alliance fighter who was killed by Cheng Bin."
"They killed the people and it has nothing to do with us!"
"Why do you do this to me?"
…
Ye Anran's face was expressionless.
"Death early and reincarnation early."
"You are too unfriendly to this society if you live."
"Kill him!"
His expression turned cold.
The people who came out from among the traitors, Wang Zhuohua, grabbed Bai Wanren's clothes, and like Cheng Bin, lifted him onto the guillotine.
Zhang Xiruo completely collapsed mentally.
He squatted in front of the guillotine and kept spitting out acidic water.
At Sun Maotian's urging, Zhang Xiruo returned to the guillotine. He raised the guillotine, closed his eyes, and swung Bai Wanren's head off...
…
All the traitors kneeling on the ground were paralyzed with fear.
Some of them were so frightened that they became incontinent.
Ye Anran didn't want to watch such a disgusting drama again.
He aimed his gun at Zhang Xiruo and Wang Zhuohua in front of the guillotine, and pulled the trigger.
Ta da~
Bullets penetrated both men's heads.
The two fell into the snow nest with two thuds.
Ye Anran returned the gun to Sun Maotian.
He walked towards the car where Yang Jisheng was.
The fast counterattack warrior sitting with Yang Jisheng took off his hood.
Yang Jisheng closed his eyes.
It took him a while before he opened his eyes and turned to look at Ye Anran who was standing in front of the cab door.
"Sir Ye."
"Um."
Ye Anran nodded, "I'll help you clean up the culprits."
"The power of life and death for others is left to you."
…
Yang Jisheng got off the car.
He looked solemn and very depressed.
He never thought that the brothers who lived and died together would become traitors who betrayed their country and sought glory.
The Anti-League is the people’s army.
Cheng Bin, a deputy division commander, turned against the Japanese...
