Miyamoto's begging for mercy made the entire serious battlefield suddenly become a little funny.
Xie Jinyuan's face in the mask was twitching. What the hell is this? This is the top of the footbath chicken army.
Before Xie Jinyuan could say anything, Fushimiya and Sichuan, who were being arranged with protective clothing and masks, started to curse, not knowing where the energy came from.
He was almost dead but he still cursed Miyamoto.
"Miyamoto, are you right for doing this? The Emperor trusts you? You are a loyal minister of the Emperor. Now, who are you right for?"
"You did it before the enemy tortured us? You really embarrass us."
Xie Jinyuan felt a headache after hearing this, but he also indirectly confirmed that Miyamoto was indeed a high-ranking official.
Waved his hand: "Take it away!"
As a few noisy guys were taken down, the soldiers looked at Xie Jinyuan eagerly one by one, hoping that they would be the lucky one to be taken away by the fully armed Xie Jinyuan.
After they were taken away, there was no need to torture or beat them, they would all say.
However, Xie Jinyuan just glanced at these people with a complicated expression.
"Enter the city and go straight to the Emperor's Palace!"
In one sentence, these people completely lost hope of life.
Quietly waiting for death to come and return to the embrace of Amaterasu.
Ask them what they regret most and what they hope for most?
Perhaps, they will answer in unison and regret becoming chickens.
I also hope that I won’t be reborn as a chicken in the next life.
Because it's too painful.
This life is too bitter, I hope the next life will be a little sweet.
Not killing anyone was already a sign of Xie Jinyuan's kindness.
Troops entered Tokyo one after another. Xie Jinyuan led the vanguard and rushed towards the emperor's palace. However, when he arrived at the door, he looked at the dying people around him and still struggled to crawl towards them.
He was shocked.
"Sir, what should I do? Why are these people here?"
Densely packed, no less than hundreds of thousands of ordinary people were crawling outside the city wall. This was a horrifying scene.
The faces were hideous, some were ulcerated, and some were holding their own throats.
The movements and expressions are all different.
Just like a zombie siege, ordinary people simply cannot bear such a scene.
Fortunately, Xie Jinyuan was still calm. He could see that these people had lost their ability to move, otherwise they would not be crawling so slowly.
Xie Jinyuan said silently: "Maybe they thought that the emperor would have some tricks, so they swarmed here, but their hopes were in vain."
The subordinates nodded.
Thoughtful.
Yes, if something like this happens, who wouldn’t move towards this most honorable position?
Who doesn’t want to live?
"Then, Commander, what should we do? We can't get through with these people blocking us."
To put it bluntly, they were still a little scared.
This is much uglier than the corpse after murder.
Maybe this group of people will need psychological counseling when they go back, otherwise none of them will be able to become normal people.
Xie Jinyuan was silent for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Drive them away! If they can't be driven away, they will be burned!"
"Let the soldiers with cameras behind me take pictures for me to see the tragedy in Tokyo caused by the emperor. We want the whole world to know that their crimes are just."
People wearing protective clothing appeared from behind, taking pictures with cameras.
In front, the Allied Forces were driving them away. Those who couldn't be driven away would just use flamethrowers to serve them.
The smell is extremely pungent, and everywhere is filled with the smell of human flesh. Some people with poor psychological quality may already want to vomit, but they try their best to endure it.
Because at this time, the mask cannot be taken off.
Otherwise, the end will not be good!
The soldiers who took pictures also deliberately avoided these burning scenes.
Nonsense, how can these be photographed?
After a while, a path was cleared.
Xie Jinyuan led his men to attack the gate.
Several mortar attacks with explosive packs blew open the seemingly solid door that prevented countless people from entering.
"Go in! Pay attention to discipline! No property or other items are allowed to be taken. Our goal is to capture the emperor and those high-ranking officials!"
These people are the most important.
As for property, it cannot escape.
However, when Xie Jinyuan's people entered the palace, they were surprised to find out.
In the entire palace, just like outside, there are corpses everywhere!
Xie Jinyuan felt cold.
"go inside!"
You can go in, go in.
It was like this all the way to the emperor's palace.
After Xie Jinyuan entered the hall, he saw a group of people wearing court clothes lying quietly on the ground below.
There were some soldiers around who were struggling and guarding wearing masks.
And the emperor, who was sitting high up on the imitation dragon chair, was smiling but leaning back with a livid face.
Xie Jinyuan was shocked.
What's going on, the emperor didn't escape?
When those members of the guard wearing masks saw Xie Jinyuan and others, they screamed: "Protect the emperor's body and kill the enemy!"
"Be loyal to the Emperor!"
"Long live!!"
One by one, they held long guns and machine guns in their hands and fired!
Xie Jinyuan was beaten so hard that he couldn't even wipe his hands, but fortunately, the people in the alliance were not soft persimmons and shouted: "Commander, be careful!"
They all looked for hidden locations on the spot.
Start fighting back!
Some people even used footbath chicken language to persuade the guard members and ninjas to surrender.
But all he got in exchange was ridicule.
"The Emperor's most loyal guards will not surrender! They want to enter here and step over our bodies!"
Xie Jinyuan couldn't help it when he heard the clamor.
"Then satisfy them!"
Following Xie Jinyuan's order, within ten minutes, the hall where there had been a fierce battle just now fell into calm again.
These people are elite and dare to fight.
But in the face of superior force, he is vulnerable!
When the dust settled, Xie Jinyuan stepped onto the steps and saw that there was a smiling man in black kneeling towards him in front of Er Zheng.
Just looking at his condition, he had been dead for a long time.
Sigh.
"Withdraw, our mission has failed!"
His mission was to take away the emperor and these high-ranking officials alive, but these people had already died here.
So, the mission failed!
Since the mission failed, there is no need to stay.
The poisonous gas is getting thicker and thicker, and it may be dangerous to stay here any longer.
Xie Jinyuan returned with his people disappointed.
Ignoring the screams of passers-by, they evacuated all the way out of Tokyo.
Go back and prepare to report to the peak.
And Mingtai, who is responsible for guarding the south and preventing people from escaping, is also constantly observing with binoculars.
He had already received the order.
Except for a group of people holding National Salvation Association ID cards and the two people in the photo who were allowed to come over, no one else was allowed.
So far, countless defeated troops have been killed.
But the common people had none.
However, Inoue Nakamura did not see it either.
He was a little anxious.
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