Of course, as a squadron leader, Akimoto had to stay awake. When he found something was wrong, he also went to the doctor and got the philopon given by the doctor. He also took the medicine like other Japanese soldiers, and it was a very large dose. This made his not sober mind become even more abnormal, and the orders he issued were confusing, specious, and the preface and the follower were inconsistent.
Li Si tiptoed close to the four Japs headed by Qiu Yuan. Instead of using a gun, he waved his hand and threw the kunai out.
The kunai turned into a stream of light and hit the machine gunner in the back of the head.
"puff!"
The powerful force combined with the sharp kunai killed the machine gunner who was still firing randomly.
The deputy shooter was stunned for a moment, looking at the machine gunner with a kunai stuck in his head. For a moment, he didn't realize what was going on. Then he felt a numbness on the back of his neck, then his eyes blurred, his head sank, and he fell to the ground. .
"Get up, don't sleep. If you're sleepy, take medicine!" Qiu Yuan's brain was confused and he couldn't distinguish the current situation.
"Baga, Baga, how dare you disobey me, Baga." Qiu Yuan said, then he took out his sidearm and pointed it at the machine gunner and deputy machine gunner, clicking the empty magazines.
Li Si saw it and couldn't help being shocked. He knew how effective his own poison was, but now Qiu Yuan's reaction was far from the effect of his poison.
However, he didn't have time to analyze pharmacology now, so he had to seize the time to capture the squadron leader in front of him.
He raised his left hand and gently moved his fingers towards Qiu Yuan and his guards.
Two flying needles flew out from the cuffs and pierced their necks respectively.
After a while, Akimoto and his guards swayed and fell to the ground.
He took the time to walk over, grabbed Qiu Yuan's waist, and carried him out of the house.
The machine gun inside the house misfired, and the soldiers outside the house naturally knew that Li Si inside the house had succeeded, so they stopped shooting.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for Li Si to send a signal inside the house.
In Zhaozhuang, in addition to the Eighth Route Army fighting the Japs, Mengde and Gouzi are also running around. They have also been given a task to find the Japs' traitor translator. All they need to do is find where he is hiding and don't disturb him. .
The ones who are most familiar with tunnels are the children in the children's group. It can be said that they basically know any place where people can hide, because they usually hide in order to avoid being beaten by their parents.
It didn't take much effort for a child from the Children's League to find the location of the traitor translator.
The village mill.
This kid is very good at hiding. He is currently hiding in the mill barn, covered with a pile of hay, and does not even dare to let out air.
In fact, this kid is unlucky. The hiding place is not far from the exit of a tunnel. The child discovered this unlucky child as soon as he got out of the tunnel.
A child holding a red tassel gun put the tip of the gun into the haystack and stabbed it.
"Oh, you little bastard, you're going to hurt me, let's see if I don't kill you!" The traitor translator jumped out of the haystack as he said this, and was about to shoot.
However, the children's group opposite did not give him a chance at all.
Someone hit his hand with a stick, and the pistol fell to the ground instantly. Then a handful of white ash was thrown into his eyes, and his eyes blurred. Then he felt pain in his crotch, and a heartbreaking pain hit him. Come on, let him involuntarily tighten his legs and kneel on the ground.
"Ah~~"
"Grandpa, have mercy on me, grandpa run away! Grandpa Eighth Route Army, have mercy on me!" The traitor translator who was kneeling on the ground could not see anything and could only desperately beg for mercy, hoping that these eight-way grandfathers could save his life.
The education these children usually receive is that Japanese are bad, traitors are even worse, and they all deserve to die!
Now looking at the traitor who couldn't resist, I thought of my parents' words and those friends I would never see again, so I couldn't take Du Sanping's instructions into consideration.
"Beat, beat this bitch to death!" Goudan yelled and hit him on the head with a stick.
But halfway through, Zhao Mengde grabbed the head of the stick.
"Dezi, what are you doing? Are you related to this traitor?" Gouzi looked at Zhao Mengde with evil eyes.
"I'm not related to him."
"Then why are you holding me back?" Gouzi was very unhappy. He and Zhao Mengde were the same generation, and he was not afraid of being accused of bumping into his elders.
"Don't hit him on the head, it's easy to kill him! Uncle Du wants to live."
"Okay!" Goudan said, and he raised the stick again and hit the translator's knee.
result....
He was stopped by Zhao Mengde again.
Goudan may not do it this time, "You coward, you can't be hit on the head, why can't you hit your legs?"
"You broke his legs, did you carry him on your back? Just think about how your mother beat you, how can you beat him?"
"Okay, then let's keep his pair of dog legs!"
After saying that, Goudan waved towards the thick part of the translator's body.
"Pa~"
"Pa~"
With Goudan taking the lead, several other children also found the guy who was responsible and started to greet the traitor translator.
"Hey~"
"Ah~"
"Oops~"
The translator kept screaming, but he did not dare to resist.
His gun was gone. Although he couldn't see anything yet, he knew that the gun must have been taken by these children, and the gun's safety was on. He only needed to gently pull the trigger to understand his little child. Life.
He was greedy for life and afraid of death, so he chose to lie on the ground and get beaten.
"Just beat him for a minute. This traitor looks very weak. Don't beat him to death." Zhao Mengde spoke out again.
"How long is one minute?" Goudan asked.
"About thirty breaths." Zhao Mengde said.
"Okay!" Goudan said, taking a deep breath, then holding it in, and continued beating him.
"It's natural breathing, I didn't let you hold it in!"
Goudan didn't reply, he just held his breath and kept saying hello in his hand.
After a few blows, he finally couldn't hold it in any longer. He didn't expect that with the intense activity, the breath was consumed very quickly.
After exhaling the turbid air, he said, "I'm not in the best condition today. I can usually hold my breath for a long time."
"Okay, just give it a little more beating. Is Uncle Du still waiting for us?" Du Sanping turned around and looked at the sky outside the house and said.
"Okay, let each of us walk ten more times!" Gouzi said. He also knew the priorities and decided to spare this traitor for the time being.
The traitor translator now feels that life is worse than death. He did not expect that he would fall into the hands of such a group of children.
Moreover, he felt that falling into the hands of these children would be worse than falling into the hands of the Eighth Route Army. At least the Eighth Route Army had discipline and would treat prisoners preferentially, and would not let him suffer like this.
Thinking of this, a wave of regret lingered in my heart.
He should not regret being a traitor, but with what he has done now, there is no point in regretting.
