In front of Yingjiang Gate!
Thousands of prisoners in ragged clothes, with different injuries on their bodies and wearing different national army uniforms, squatted on the ground with numb and lifeless eyes. Surrounding them was a barricade made of wooden troughs and iron wires. More than a hundred Japanese soldiers stared coldly at these people with their Type 38 rifles. They had already received orders. If these people dared to move, they would shoot and kill them.
Defeated generals, dead soldiers. Most of these people had long lost their fighting spirit and spirit. In addition, they were unarmed and surrounded by Japanese soldiers with guns guarding outside. Their life and death were in the hands of others, so these people were in no mood to talk. Each and every one of them squatted on the ground dejectedly without saying a word.
Da da da da da!!! — —
Bang bang bang bang bang!!! — —
Boom boom boom boom boom!!! — —
Suddenly, there was a burst of gunshots and cannons in the distance. This caused the group of people who were squatting on the ground to immediately raise their heads and look in the direction of the sound. Their numb and lifeless eyes shone with a glimmer of hope.
Bang!
"Baka! What are you doing, all of you squat down! " A squadron leader in charge of guarding the prisoners saw that these people seemed to be moving. He directly fired into the sky and stared coldly at the prisoners in front of him, shouting loudly.
The other Japanese soldiers also walked to the barricade with rifles with bayonets on them. They stabbed the captives a few times, making them not dare to move at all. However, their eyes were still looking in the direction of the gunshots and cannons.
After the squadron leader saw that these people had become obedient, he nodded with satisfaction. At this time, he heard that the gunshots and cannons in the distance had begun to slowly weaken. He thought that the imperial troops must have defeated the Shina soldiers. Maybe there would be more Shina prisoners sent over later.
Hearing the sound of cannons and gunshots in the distance gradually disappear, the eyes of the captives who were squatting on the ground and looking expectantly in that direction dimmed. They unconsciously lowered their heads and stared blankly at the sand on the ground. His eyes became numb again.
After more than ten minutes of gunfire, the platoon leader guarding the captives suddenly felt a little uneasy. After such a long time, not a single Japanese soldier had come from the encampment. It should be known that this was a major transportation route. Generally, if a regiment wanted to communicate with the division outside, they would often send Japanese soldiers through this place. Usually, there would be several in a minute or two. But now, after so long, not a single person was seen.
Just as the Squadron Leader was about to call someone over to see what was going on, a person suddenly walked over from the other side.
The man drew nearer. Seeing that the man was wearing a Japanese army uniform, the squadron leader was relieved. He strode toward the man and shouted, "Which team are you from? What happened there just now? Did you encounter the shina's …"
Before he could finish his words, the squadron leader suddenly stopped talking. Then he heard a gunshot and saw the back of the squadron leader's head being blown away. A stream of liquid mixed with blood and brain matter spurted out, looking extremely horrifying and disgusting. The squadron leader's body swayed for a moment before he fell to the ground like a puddle of mud. A cloud of dust splashed up.
Seeing the squadron leader fall to the ground and then seeing that the person who fired the shot was actually the man in the Japanese army uniform, everyone present was stunned.
The Japanese soldiers did not understand why this person, who looked like their comrade, would shoot at their platoon leader.
The captives squatting on the ground did not understand either. Why did the Japanese suddenly kill each other?
It was not that they did not think that this person was from Huaxia, but in their opinion, a Huaxia man swaggered into the encirclement of the Japanese. Unless this person was an immortal, it was like playing with a lantern in the toilet — courting death!
"Bakayalu, this is a shina pig. Everyone, hurry up and kill him with me!" At this time, the Japanese soldiers finally came to their senses. They raised their guns and were about to shoot at the man.
Seeing that the Japanese actually pointed a gun at the person who had just killed the squadron leader, these captives were still shocked, although they did not understand the Japanese words. Was this person really from Huaxia?
But seeing that he came here alone, could it be that he had gone mad?
Seeing more than a hundred shots aimed at this young man, some of the captives could not help but close their eyes and lower their heads. In their minds, they could already imagine this young man's fate of being pierced by tens of thousands of bullets.
Bang bang bang!!! — —
Da da da!!! — —
Ah! Ah! — —
Gunshots finally rang out, but the captives who had their eyes closed suddenly heard two different kinds of gunshots. Moreover, it was not one scream that reached their ears, but a series of screams from the Japanese.
These captives opened their eyes and saw that their comrades around them were staring straight ahead as if they had seen a ghost. They followed these people's eyes and looked in front of them in disbelief. In the next moment, their eyes became no different from their comrades'. Their mouths were slightly open and filled with horror.
They saw that the young man was standing in the middle of the road. At some point, the gun in his hand had been replaced by a heavy machine gun. He actually held the heavy machine gun and swept it in all directions. The bullets formed a metal storm that swept through the entire captive camp. The Japanese who were holding rifles could not withstand the heavy machine gun's fire at all. One by one, they were riddled with sieves by the countless bullets and fell to the ground with a scream.
However, this was not what shocked them the most. What shocked them the most was that the bullets that the Japanese shot at him could not get close to him at all. They saw with their own eyes that countless bullets actually bypassed him. It was as if these bullets had suddenly grown eyes. From the beginning until now, he had been standing in the middle of the road confidently, but not a single bullet had touched him.
This kind of thing that subverted their worldview made them unable to believe it. However, they had to believe it because it was really happening right in front of them.
Could this person really be an immortal who had descended to earth? Or were they all having the same dream?
Until the last Japanese soldier fell to the ground with a scream, these people's faces were still full of disbelief. They lowered their heads and rubbed their eyes. When they looked up again, all the Japanese soldiers around them were indeed dead. And there was indeed a god-like young man standing in front of them.
Under everyone's horrified gazes, the god-like young man waved his right hand and the heavy machine gun in his hand suddenly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes. Then, the young man came to the wire barricades that surrounded these people and shouted, "If you want to live, all of you stand up!"
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