"Clang!"
The metal door slowly opened, and the creaking old door hinges let out a painful sound.
At the same time, a cold wind blew in from outside the metal door. The wind was mixed with snowflakes, hitting the four people's faces like blades. Tojo subconsciously touched his face, and it was cold.
"Is it snow?" Tojo asked subconsciously. However, when he raised his hand to his face, his eyes widened. It wasn't snow, but blood!
"Blood, it's blood! Where is this? Tojo, where is this? "Sakata, who was the most timid, shouted with a sobbing tone.
"Tojo, Sakata, Yamamoto, we … Where are we? Don't tell me this is Hell? "Matsushita's voice was trembling. Clearly, he was frightened.
Yamamoto said, "Our minds and souls already belong to Japan. Even if we die, we shouldn't enter Shina's Hell. We should go to Japan's Heaven."
Tojo was still rather calm, as though he was someone who had seen big scenes before. He said in a low voice, "No matter where we are, we're already here. Let's go out and take a look."
With that said, Tojo took the lead. Sakata followed closely behind, afraid that he would be left behind. Matsushita followed, with Yamamoto bringing up the rear.
The four of them walked through the metal door one after another. Hearing the sound of the metal door closing behind them, the four of them felt their hair stand on end.
Almost at the same time, a series of tragic cries sounded. The fog in front of them shattered, and the four of them saw a small stream. There were no pebbles on the stream, only corpses!
To be precise, there was no stream here. The so-called stream was just a stream of blood!
Not far away, a few soldiers in Japan's military uniforms pulled out their bayonets from a corpse, and the last scream came to an abrupt stop.
"It's a taikun!" Sakata said excitedly.
A smile appeared on Tojo's stiff face as though he had seen hope.
Matsushita shouted, "Taikun! Taikun! "At the same time, he ran over.
Yamamoto said, "It looks like we didn't go to Hell but came to Heaven! Let's go pay our respects to the taikun. "
However, just as he finished speaking, the four Japanese looked up and saw them, especially Sakata, who ran over. The four of them revealed a strange smile at the same time.
Bang!
With a gunshot, Sakata screamed and fell to the ground. He covered his leg and shouted in Japanese, "Taijin, I'm on your side. Don't shoot, you hit the wrong person … "
However, before he could shout twice, a chain was wrapped around his neck. Following that, a Japanese soldier dragged him away. At the same time, the Japanese soldier said, "You're not human. You're like a dog. You have to be led away!"
"Taijin, I really want to be a Japanese. My heart and soul have long belonged to you," Sakata tried his best to show his sincerity and shouted.
Hearing this, the Japanese sneered and said, "A dog wants to be a human? Crawl on your knees! Otherwise, he would die! I'll cut off your tongue if you spout any more nonsense! "
When Sakata heard this, he was a little unhappy. He wanted to be a Japanese, not a dog of Japan. Since the other party treated him like this, he decided that he would teach the other party a lesson after he pleases the senior officers. However, he also understood that he wanted to be a human? That was impossible.
On the other side, a few other Japanese soldiers raised their guns and chased Tojo and the others, who were still looking excited, over. They were also crawling, but when they really crawled over piles of corpses, they truly felt the horror of war. Especially when they saw that none of the people on the ground were wearing military uniforms. They were all ordinary commoners, including the elderly, children, and women …
Looking at the corpses of the ordinary people on the ground, Matsushita said to Yamamoto in Mandarin with a sobbing tone, "Didn't you say that this massacre was fake? What … What's going on? "
"These rioters must be trying to rebel. Otherwise, the taijin wouldn't have killed them," Yamamoto argued. Yamamoto argued, but looking at the body of the three-year-old child on the ground, he suddenly realized that his quibbling was so feeble and powerless.
Tojo whispered, "Don't talk so much. None of the people here were killed by guns!"
Upon hearing this, Matsushita and Yamamoto realized that the corpses they had thrown were indeed strange. Some had their limbs chopped off and turned into human rods. Some had a charred stench, some had their flesh and bones separated, and some were just dried corpses!
There were also many who had been hacked to death. Their heads rolled into the distance, and they died with their eyes wide open!
There were also some whose bodies were badly mutilated. It was unknown what they had encountered before they died …
"Let's go!" Without giving them too much time to think, the Japanese soldiers rushed the four of them to crawl all the way. On the way, they saw too many corpses. At first, they were shocked and horrified, but later, they became numb.
As for Yamamoto, who had insisted that this was a commoner's breakfast, he shut his mouth. He knew that the situation in front of him probably had nothing to do with a rebellion.
The four of them simultaneously thought of the photos in the memorial hall. Those pits of ten thousand people … Could those be real?
In fact, the four of them knew very well whether it was real or fake. However, in order to sell their souls, some people would always fabricate all sorts of lies that they didn't believe to deceive themselves …
The truth would never be drowned by lies. It would only be deliberately ignored by the blind.
The four of them didn't know how long they had been crawling. The pants on their knees had long been worn out, and their hands and knees were covered in blood.
Sakata had cried, and Matsushita had begged, but the only answer they received was the cold gaze and muzzle of the Japanese soldiers. "Either crawl or die!"
In the end, the four of them could only grit their teeth and continue crawling.
After crawling for an unknown period of time, the four of them finally saw a house. At that instant, even the strong-willed Tojo was about to cry.
Yamamoto, Sakata, and Matsushita cried as they hugged each other.
"Click!"
The sound of a bullet being loaded sounded. The four of them were like trained dogs. They immediately let go, knelt on the ground, and continued crawling forward. They didn't dare let out a single fart.
The Japanese soldiers behind them sneered in disdain, as though they were looking at a bunch of wild dogs that were inferior to domestic dogs!
Tojo was relatively calm as he carefully sized up the destination in front of him. There were buildings with several floors and bungalows, but these buildings all had one characteristic. They were all sealed buildings made of reinforced concrete!
There were high walls on the periphery, and there were barbed wire on the high walls. There were bunkers, searchlights, and Japanese soldiers patrolling in front of them with military dogs.
What stood out the most were the Huaxia workers, who were wearing thin clothes and dragging handcarts in the snow and ice. The cart was filled with corpses. There were men and women, old and young. The people pulling the cart didn't cry. They just looked numb …
However, what really made Tojo's expression change was the sign hanging above — Ishii Unit!
Tojo trembled and said, "Ishii Unit, this is Ishii Unit!"
Tojo subconsciously wanted to get up and run! He could no longer maintain his composure. His eyes were filled with endless fear! He only wanted to run!
"Baka!" The Japanese soldiers roared and knocked Tojo to the ground with the butt of their guns.
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