When Tojo heard that, he sneered and said, "You think too highly of yourself. The taijin is a high and mighty sun. So what if you, an ant, are mistaken?"
When the Colonel heard that, he was even happier. "Not bad, not bad. What a good dog! I allow you to stand up and walk! "
When Tojo heard that, he shook his head and said, "Colonel, I can only be a good dog if I kneel."
"Very good. Follow me!" The Colonel was even happier as he waited for Tojo to leave.
As for Sakata, he didn't dare make a sound. He shrank into a corner and muttered something that only he could hear. "I want to go home. I want to go home …"
When Fangzheng saw this scene, he frowned tightly. He originally thought that these Japanese people were just brainless, but from the looks of it, that wasn't the case at all. It was that these people didn't have a backbone, or rather, they didn't even have bones!
However, Fangzheng thought about it and realized that it made sense. If people weren't so despicable, how could they forget their ancestors and suck up to the invaders?
Fangzheng never denied that there was always something to learn from. Now, Japan indeed had many things that China needed to learn from, but from another perspective, even beggars had their shining points. China also needed to learn from them. Learning from others' strengths and sucking up to others were two completely different concepts. One was to learn from others' strengths to make up for one's shortcomings and work hard. The other was to abandon oneself and not acknowledge one's birth mother. One was a person with his head held high, while the other was a dog crawling on the ground …
Fangzheng really couldn't figure out why they had to be dogs instead of humans. What were they thinking?
Shaking his head, Fangzheng didn't pity them at all. Instead, a thought flashed through his mind as he chased after Yamamoto, who was the first to be dragged away.
At that moment, Yamamoto was cursing angrily. "Bastard Japanese, let me go! Tojo, you bastard! You will die a horrible death! "
When Fangzheng walked into the room where Yamamoto was locked up, he saw that Yamamoto's hands were locked outside the window. Outside the window was pure white snow, and there seemed to be no life in the world of ice and snow. However, the temperature in the room he was in wasn't low. At least, it wouldn't freeze him to death.
Yamamoto didn't seem to have been locked up for long, so he didn't feel any discomfort. Instead, he cursed endlessly with confidence. As for the Japanese, they had no intention of gagging him or cutting off his tongue. No matter how he shouted, no one responded.
Ten minutes later …
Yamamoto began to rub his cold hands and shouted, "It's too cold. Put me down!"
Half an hour later …
Yamamoto's hands were red from the cold. No matter how he rubbed them, his hands were still extremely cold. Gradually, he felt numb. His fingers were like carrots! It was so cold that it hurt!
At this moment, Yamamoto finally understood what the other party was going to do. Frostbite experiment, they were going to use his hands for frostbite experiment!
As for the frostbite experiment, he knew it too well because he had helped the Japanese to clear their names in the group chat. He still clearly remembered when someone said that it was an experiment. After that, he deliberately looked for some information and then used his imagination and imagination to fill in the blanks. He said to the other party, "Look at the person in the photo. His body is in the room, and his hands are outside. Heat could be transferred. If the body was warm, there was a limit to how cold the hands could be. It's impossible for him to get frostbite … "
But now …
He suddenly realized how ridiculous his words were at that time …
"Retribution, this is retribution …" Yamamoto cried towards the outside.
At this moment, two Japanese soldiers came with a large bucket of water in their hands.
When Yamamoto saw them, not only was he not happy, he shouted in horror, "No, I beg you, no!"
However, the two Japanese soldiers did not care about him at all. One of them scolded him, while the other scooped out some water and sprinkled it on Yamamoto's red hands and forearms.
"No! Assistant! You beasts! "Yamamoto knew that begging for mercy was useless, so he cursed.
Unfortunately, the two Japanese soldiers still ignored him. Instead, they watched with interest as he cursed. It was as if the game would only become more interesting if he cursed.
Yamamoto kept cursing as the two Japanese soldiers kept pouring water on his hands. As time passed, the water began to freeze, freezing Yamamoto's hands. At this moment, Yamamoto could no longer feel the existence of his hands. However, the cold air was still drilling into his body. The pain from his bones made him unable to cry even if he wanted to. He could only let out a blood-curdling scream.
At this moment, a Japanese soldier took out a small hammer and knocked off the ice on Yamamoto's hands. As for the other Japanese soldier, he continued pouring water on him.
Fangzheng watched from the side, and the more he watched, the colder his heart became. Although this scene was also recorded in books, the few lines of words were not enough to make people understand the horror of the bloodshed!
Now that he saw it with his own eyes, Fangzheng felt his body turn cold! He gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly, "A bunch of beasts!"
Fangzheng wasn't sympathizing with Yamamoto. He was sympathizing with his compatriots who lived in that era … What kind of suffering did they experience in the burning years of war? What seemed like a distant past was actually only a few decades ago!
Imagine, if he were born a few decades earlier and lived here, what kind of horror would it be?
As Fangzheng fell into a daze, time passed without him realizing it. Yamamoto's hands were frozen in a layer of ice. He shattered the layer of ice and froze it again …
After an unknown number of times, when Yamamoto was frozen to death, the two Japanese soldiers finally stopped. Then, they unlocked Yamamoto's handcuffs …
Yamamoto heaved a sigh of relief. At that moment, the door behind him opened. He suddenly thought of something and struggled with all his might, shouting, "No, please, let me go! I'm willing to be your dog. I can be anything … "
Unfortunately, the Japanese soldiers who were dragging him had no intention of stopping. They dragged him into a living room.
The living room was decorated luxuriously. There were leather sofas, solid wood tables, and bookshelves on the walls. There were many medical books on the bookshelves.
A man in a white coat was talking to three nameless twelve or thirteen year old Japanese children. When they saw Yamamoto being brought in, they turned their gazes over.
Yamamoto looked at the children and felt a little relieved. He thought to himself, "Children are all kind. It's impossible for them to do anything bad in front of the children, right? This seems to be a place where doctors live. Are they going to treat me for frostbite? "
Just as he had this thought, he saw the doctor slowly stand up and say, "It was just a theoretical explanation. Now, it's a practical lesson. Facts have proven that after freezing your hands into boiling water, there will be unexpected effects. "
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