Lin Zhong stepped on Miyamoto and pointed his Japanese saber at him, saying coldly: "Where are those villagers?"
The cold tone made Miyamoto tremble again. In his eyes, Lin Zhong was like a god of murder.
"In the camp inside, in the camp, don't kill me, don't kill me!" Miyamoto shouted hurriedly and tried to struggle, but was stepped on by Lin Zhong.
"Monk, go and lead people to rescue the villagers inside." Lin Zhong said.
"Yes, leader!"
Then Lin Zhong coldly lowered his head and looked at Miyamoto's five internal organs at his feet, and said coldly: "You said you wanted me to let you go. Why do you want me to let you go after you beasts have captured so many villagers?"
Saying that, he stepped down again.
"Ah!"
"You can't, you can't! Now I am a prisoner of war. According to the Geneva Convention, you must give preferential treatment to prisoners of war, otherwise the international community will sanction you!"
Miyamoto can only rely on that piece of paper to survive now.
Lin Zhong sneered. He naturally knew the Geneva Convention, but it was only a convention for treating people. In his opinion, these were all beasts in front of him.
Xie Baoqing and the soldiers on the side gathered around to look at the Japanese at Lin Zhong's feet.
"Captain, what kind of agreement is he talking about? Why haven't you heard of it?" Xie Baoqing approached and asked curiously.
Lin Zhong then explained: "It's nothing. There is an international convention called the Nirma Convention. It says that Japanese prisoners of war must be treated in extremely brutal ways but they need to be kept alive."
Xie Baoqing nodded in understanding.
"It's strange, how come there is such a convention." Xie Baoqing said doubtfully.
"But I don't even want you to live now!"
"You said you were a prisoner of war, who saw it?"
"Did you see it?"
"Have you all seen the prisoners of war at my feet?" Lin Zhong shouted.
"did not see it!"
"Didn't you see it? Isn't there a pig under the captain's feet?"
"Yes, Commander, there are no prisoners of war."
...
A group of soldiers behind shouted, and when Miyamoto heard this, he spat out a mouthful of blood in anger.
This was the first time Miyamoto saw a soldier with less martial ethics than himself.
Lin Zhong stepped on Miyamoto and squatted down, saying coldly: "Now I give you two choices."
Upon hearing this, Miyamoto immediately became energetic. Two choices?
Is it a matter of surrendering or not? Can you live if you surrender, or die if you don't surrender?
surrender! Definitely surrender! It seems that the guy in front of me still has some martial ethics.
Miyamoto hurriedly shouted: "I surrender! I surrender!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Zhong slapped him with a big slap!
"Who the hell asked you to answer the question?"
"I'm telling you to choose whether it's a flip-top or a slide-top."
Miyamoto: "Huh???"
Not only Miyamoto was confused, but Xie Baoqing and the soldiers behind him were also confused.
"Captain, what's a flip cover or a slide cover?" Xie Baoqing's small mung bean eyes were full of confusion.
Lin Zhong said calmly: "Coffin."
Xie Baoqing: "..."
When Miyamoto didn't say anything, Lin Zhong thought that he had chosen the first one by default, and then wiped his neck with a knife.
Miyamoto didn't close his eyes until he died. If there was a hell, he would definitely turn into a wraith.
"Battal Commander Xie, use a few pieces of wood to make him a flip-top coffin. We should have credibility. After all, we are soldiers of the Eighth Route Army." Lin Zhong said jokingly.
The corner of Xie Baoqing's mouth twitched for a moment. In his opinion, the leader had never played his cards according to common sense.
"yes..."
...
After cleaning the battlefield, everyone returned to Heiyun Village in great force.
I have to say that even though the turret construction site has not yet been built, there is a lot of camp stuff inside. More than a hundred bags of grain and ten boxes of cans were found.
Lin Zhong sent them all without hesitation the next day.
Since following Lin Zhong, this group of people has never had a hard life except training every day.
After a restful night, Lin Zhong rested the next day and didn't wake up until noon.
As soon as I got up, I heard the system beep.
【Ding! 】
[Check that the host has completed the Baijiacun mission ahead of schedule, and will be rewarded with 30,000 battle merit + flour*500 + mortars*50, additional rewards: p40*100 with 3,000 rounds of ammunition + loyalty card function card*1]
receive!
Lin Zhong was a little dazzled by the rewards this time. He didn't expect that the Baijiacun system would give so many things!
It's not surprising that Lin Zhong didn't take out the flour and put it temporarily in the system warehouse. But the moment he saw the p40, Lin Zhong's eyes lit up!
This thing has much more firepower than the MP5 submachine gun!
What puzzled Lin Zhong was what this loyalty card was. He tapped the system to introduce it.
【Ding! Loyalty card: After use, the team loyalty function is enabled, with a maximum loyalty of one thousand. Use this card to increase the loyalty value of the warrior to the host. 】
Lin Zhong understood that using this card could increase the loyalty value of the soldiers to him. After the loyalty value reached 500, the troops would no longer have deserters.
After reaching 800, it would not be a problem for the soldiers to go up mountains of swords and seas of fire. If he reached 900, Lin Zhong would directly stand up with his sword and support his troops! ?
It seems to be a soft function, but Lin Zhong knows very well how important the loyalty of these soldiers is.
Lin Zhong took a look and the soldiers' loyalty value to him was now 389. After using the loyalty cards, the loyalty value soared to 689!
nice one!
The battle merits this time were quite generous, with a total of 30,000 battle merits!
To think that I had only given him 100,000 battle merits after capturing a Japanese major general, which fully proved the strategic importance of the Baijiacun artillery tower, otherwise the system would not have given him so many things.
After briefly cleaning up the warehouse, Lin Zhong planned to send the rewarded grain to the 1, 2, and 3 Battalions.
I don’t know how much wealth they will be able to shake off in a few months.
Finally, give them another month to develop. It is estimated that the Japanese counterattack is coming soon...
Lin Zhong looked towards the north. If the prediction was good, the battle would probably start from there first.
The scene changed to the ruins of the Baijia Village blockhouse.
Yamamoto brought his special agent team over to check, and it was not difficult to see that his eyes were full of doubts.
Suddenly, Yamamoto lowered his head and picked up a shell fragment.
"Is this... a fragment of a 92 infantry gun shell!?"
"When did the Eighth Route Army have such artillery? Is it true that an artillery regiment came as Miyamoto-san said?"
Miyamoto waved, and the assistant craftsman at the side, Fuji Motoge, ran over.
Kudo is the second-in-command of the team. He looks a bit dark and honest, but his shooting skills are so good that even Lieutenant General Shinozuka was impressed.
"map."
After taking the map, Yamamoto looked at it carefully and found that there were only three troops nearby who could launch an attack here.
"Yamamoto-kun, the most likely one nearby is Chu Yunfei's 358th Regiment. Only his troops can gather such artillery fire to attack this in a short period of time."
"As for the other new regiments to the south and the independent regiments stationed to the west, they are both Eighth Route Army teams. They have backward equipment and will never have such artillery strike capabilities."
Kudo Momoge said with a solemn expression.
Miyamoto frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head and said solemnly: "No, it can't be Chu Yunfei's 358th Regiment."
"His troops are fighting with our 124th Brigade and there is no way he will be distracted to attack Baijiacun!"
