When the Japanese asked him who he was, Xie Tianzheng scolded him so much that he would not let it go. He smiled into the microphone and said:
"Stupid pig, have you ever been kicked in the head by a donkey? I've been talking about this for a long time and you still don't know who I am? If you haven't learned Chinese culture well, don't come to China to get bad luck. You lazy bitch, go back and look it up. Dictionary, I mean your father, and you asked me to popularize culture for you. Calling you a pig is an insult to pigs. If I had known that you would bully your teachers and destroy your ancestors when you grow up, I would have Time to throw you against the wall to feed the flies.”
Taro Suzuki felt a surge in his chest. He had never been scolded like this before in his whole life. Some of the curse words had to be thought about before he knew what they meant.
Compared with his dry Baga Yalu, this damn curse is on an international level.
"Baga, eight, eight, eight..."
"Ba, your sister, Ba Ga, didn't your mother teach you to count? Do you know 1234567? Your mother is the only one who knows Ba. You are a lazy boy who grew up eating dada, right?"
"If you don't dare to drop bombs, just run around here and guard the door for me. Damn it, there are a bunch of winged dogs in the sky and a bunch of lame dogs on the ground. How can I spread useless things like you?"
"Da da da da..." Finally some Japanese pilots couldn't help but start shooting. They just didn't know where to shoot, so they could only vent their anger by hitting those residential buildings.
"Hey, there's another dog with a bad temper. You're so damn blind. You can beat me wherever you go. I'm right here. Among the piles of lame dogs on the ground, you can see it by flying low. Beat me here. Those who dare not fight are sons of bitches. Do you know what son of a bitch means? It means that your mother is a female dog, your father is a male dog, and you are the mutt born between them."
Phew, a Zero fighter plane roared down and swooped down. From the ground, you could see that the face of the Japs piloting the plane was distorted with anger.
Seeing the plane swooping down, Xie Tianmeng dropped the microphone and grabbed the handle of the Taisho Type 3 heavy machine gun beside him, and without hesitation pulled the trigger at the swooping Zero fighter.
Seeing a fiery snake rushing toward him, the Japs piloting the plane in a dive instantly shrank his pupils into dangerous pinhole shapes. He subconsciously pulled up the control stick desperately, but unfortunately, it was already too late.
Dozens of bullets were fired from the nose to the tail of the aircraft. The Zero fighter exploded in the air and turned into a ball of fire.
The three fighter planes that followed hurriedly evaded to the left and right, but failed to cooperate and turned in the same direction. One plane knocked off the tail of another plane, and the injured plane was knocked diagonally in the same direction. After rushing down, one wing cut through the roof of a private house, and the wing broke off. The plane fell headfirst, collapsing several houses, and exploded with a loud bang.
Even Xie Tian himself didn't expect that this shuttle of bullets could create such great results. He just froze for a second, picked up Tang Haoer beside him and ran away.
Since he was flirting, Xie Tian was mentally prepared to be beaten.
Taro Suzuki's eyes suddenly turned red when he saw two fighter planes crashing and one fighter plane pulling up staggeringly with black smoke.
"bombing!!!"
Taro Suzuki issued the most difficult order in his life, and first pressed the bomb button. The target of the bomb was not the half of the turret where the gun was fired just now, but the Japanese wounded soldiers who were spelled out on the playground.
The chance of these wounded soldiers being rescued is slim. Instead, they will become a tool for blackmail by the enemy. Sending them to see the emperor may be the best choice.
I will blow them up and I will go to Commander Yoshio Shinozuka to apologize.
The wounded Japanese soldiers on the playground stopped shouting when they saw the bombs falling one after another. No one even took shelter. They just looked up and watched the bombs falling, as if they were paying homage to the holy light.
After several years of war, these Japanese soldiers have long been brainwashed. They even regard themselves as warriors who opened up the territory for Japan. Death in battle is an honor for them, especially those soldiers of the Kwantung Army. in this way.
During the eight-year war of resistance, before the Japanese government declared defeat, only a handful of Japanese soldiers raised their hands to surrender, which is evident from this.
The most exaggerated one is a Japanese soldier named Hiriro Onoda. After the end of World War II, he continued to fight guerrillas in the Philippines for thirty years, killing more than 130 civilians and policemen. It was not until 1974 that he was persuaded by his superiors. He surrendered and was the last Japanese soldier to surrender.
It can only be said that the brainwashing methods of the Japanese rulers are terrible. They regard their soldiers as tools.
Boom boom boom... A series of explosions sounded, and the 250 kilogram aerial bomb directly blew up the playground where the wounded soldiers gathered into a big crater. Naturally, none of the wounded soldiers could survive.
Xie Tian jumped into the tunnel with Tang Hao'er on his shoulders and shouted without looking back: "Hurry up and get into the tunnel, you don't need that crappy machine gun..."
It’s worth it. One Taisho 3rd-year-old aircraft was exchanged for two Japanese planes. No matter how you calculate it, it’s a good deal. What’s more, the machine gun was originally owned by the Japanese. Just treat it as if it wasn’t captured. There aren’t so many good things left. What?
The Japanese had a lot of war-prepared materials hoarded at the Zhangzhuang stronghold, including two large warehouses. In addition, a lot of equipment from the Abe brigade was unloaded from the bombed train, and now it has been moved underground by Xie Tian.
After entering the tunnel, Xie Tian let go of Tang Haoer and pushed her to run deeper into the tunnel. Only then did he take time to look back and check if anyone else had followed.
Tang Haoer was so angry that he glared at Xie Tian fiercely, feeling speechless and touched at the same time.
It’s not like I can’t run myself, so why don’t you just hold me?
Carrying me like a sack...
And you're still injured, really.
I promised that I wouldn't be a burden to you, but it ended up distracting you.
Following Xie Tian into the tunnel was Tiedan, who was holding the radio. Behind him was Ge Dazhuang, who was holding the Dazheng three-year-old radio.
After carrying them all in, there was nothing to say. Xie Tian urged everyone to go inside quickly. At this time, the bombs dropped by the Japanese planes had already exploded outside.
Every time a 250-kilogram aerial bomb explodes, the ground trembles, not to mention a series of explosions. The entire tunnel is shaking. Some areas at the entrance of the tunnel that are not strong can even resist this wave of shaking. The collapse did not completely seal the tunnel, and people could still enter and exit it.
boom
boom
Two violent explosions rang in his ears. Suzuki Jiro dropped the last two bombs on the half of the turret where Xie Tian and others had just been hiding. The powerful explosion instantly blew the half of the turret into flat ground.
A flat land sunken downwards.
No one escaped from the turret.
Suzuki Jiro finally exhaled the tight breath in his chest.
The Chinese man scolded him without any bottom line for a long time, almost making him vomit blood, and now he finally blew that foul mouth to pieces.
