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Chapter 889 Killing Prisoners

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    The well-planned and heavily besieged 3rd Army calmly escaped from the encirclement. Of course, it was only temporarily out of the siege. It still made the commander of the 1st Division, Lieutenant General Wada Guiji, very angry. This also spread the anger to the wounded people's army who served as the rear.  On the soldiers.

    These wounded soldiers, including 432 previously severely wounded, 108 overweight wounded who could not move, and more than 200 moderately wounded who were unable to keep up during the retreat and retreated again, served as snipers under the organization of Wang Meng, deputy commander of the 21st Regiment.  The main force retreated and tried to help as much as possible.  Surrounded by most of the Japanese army, they quickly lost their combat capabilities, but they bought some time and suffered some additional casualties.

    When the murderous Japanese soldiers rushed into the People's Army's position based on the wounded barracks, Wang Meng knew that resistance was pointless, and he ordered all officers and soldiers to stop resisting.  Under the gunpoint of a Japanese soldier, he said calmly: "I want to see your commander."

    The Japanese army found a translator and brought him to the commander of the Hotan Division.  Looking at the stumbling People's Army general, Hotan, although brutal, still showed a trace of respect.

    At this time, Wang Meng had lost one of his arms. Under the hasty bandage, his chest was bright red.  Despite this, he used his only remaining right hand to adjust the style button on his collar.

    Through the translator, Wang Meng made a request for preferential treatment of prisoners of war: "Your Excellency Lieutenant General, I am Wang Meng, deputy commander of the 21st Regiment of the 7th Division of the 3rd Army of the People's Army. I ask you to treat our wounded and others who are in battle well."  Captured personnel!¡±

    Wada was surprised: "Request?"

    "Yes. Without weapons, you are no longer a combatant. I have heard about the incident of some of your soldiers insulting our wounded soldiers. This matter is very embarrassing, at least according to our requirements!"

    There was a hint of fierceness in Wada's squinted eyes, and he said coldly: "As a defeated general, you have no right to ask me for anything!"

    Wang Meng retorted decisively: "It's not a defeat, it's a loss of combat capability! Our army has done everything they can, and you can see that their bravery speaks for itself." The glory of a soldier defeats everything, and he cannot ignore the enemy.  An insult to him.

    Wada smiled and said: "Okay, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel. You go and assemble your team and let us see how brave they are!"

    It is no longer possible to gather.  The seriously injured people themselves need to be carried, and there is no way to take care of other more seriously injured people who cannot move.  There were only some people's officers and soldiers who were captured later and some wounded soldiers. They either stood two by one, supported each other, or simply dragged their comrades on the sheets and walked forward slowly.

    A Japanese sergeant kept urging him to move quickly, but the wounded soldier who could not move any further or faster could not cooperate with his actions. He angrily hit a People's Army soldier dragging a wounded leg with the butt of his rifle.  The soldier couldn't resist at all and fell directly to the ground. His hands that he waved unconsciously still put them on the backs of the people in front, bringing them down with him.  The Japanese soldier laughed.

    Seeing this scene, Wang Meng was furious. He pointed directly at Hotan's face and said: "They are all our fearless warriors. You can't insult him like this! General, as soldiers, they are blameless on the battlefield!"

    Wada was still smiling, but the corners of his mouth moved. Anyone familiar with him knew that it was a sign of determination.  He silently winked at a commander who couldn't hold himself back, and the latter nodded in understanding.

    There were about 600 people's army prisoners of war who were gathered together, and they were all driven into a mountain valley by the Japanese army.  Looking at the rugged slopes and the malicious smiles of the Japanese soldiers, Wang Meng suddenly felt that something was wrong.

    This is not a posture to pacify the wounded soldiers, but to let them fend for themselves.  Without medicine, many of the wounded would not survive the night.  However, he did not expect that the Japanese army had a more vicious plan than this.

    After everything was settled, Wada was still smiling: "Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, for imperial soldiers, the best warriors are those who die on the battlefield! You also said that they are blameless on the battlefield.  , then, as compensation for the winner, I think there is no better way than watching the opponent die."

    Wang Meng was horrified and shocked: "Do you dare to risk the disapproval of the world and kill prisoners?!"

    Hotan finally showed his true face: "Kill the prisoners? No, no, no, they are not prisoners, they are soldiers. This is respect for them!"

    The destruction of four consecutive divisions plunged the entire country into a craze for revenge.  For the Japanese Army, how to boost morale and avenge its past humiliation is an important issue for senior leaders.  However, Wada is more inclined to choose killing.  For soldiers, killing is the best way to stimulate masculinity.

    Wang Meng stayed here just to have the opportunity to properly protect these wounded soldiers, but unexpectedly he encountered the most rogue army in the world!  He put life and death aside and said sternly:"Wada! Is the bushido spirit you keep talking about just dealing with wounded soldiers? I should be ashamed of you! You are no match for us on the battlefield, and now you have completely lost your character! You and your army,  It will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history!¡±

    No matter what he said, Hotan still had dignity. He ordered angrily: "Pull him out and kill him!"

    Wang Meng struggled and was pushed out by two fierce Japanese soldiers. One of his hands was disabled and he was no match for them.  In full view of everyone, Wang Meng was forced to stand facing the north, where his father, fellow villagers, wife, children and children were all.

    The wounded soldiers didn¡¯t know what was going on at first, but in an instant they began to understand that the Japanese army was going to kill people!  Wang Meng's guard Shitou rushed over first: "Let go of our captain!" he shouted.

    Shitou already had several gunshot wounds on his body, and there was still blood on his forehead, but no one came to bandage them.  During the battle, he personally killed a Japanese soldier, which was the best reward for a soldier who rarely had the opportunity to be on the front line.  However, this is also the final reward.

    Because, a Japanese soldier raised his spear and the bullet penetrated him directly.  After struggling twice, he died.

    After witnessing the scene, the wounded walked towards the stone together.  They didn't have the strength to curse or walk a little faster, but they faced the bright bayonets and machine guns of the Japanese army and moved forward without hesitation.

    "Get up, people who don't want to be slaves! Build our new Great Wall with our flesh and blood! The Chinese nation is at its most dangerous moment, and everyone is forced to make one last roar! Get up! Get up! Get up! We are united as one,  Braving enemy fire, advance! Advance! Advance! Advance!"

    "Ta-ta-ta!" This is the roar of the Japanese machine gun.  Following the tongues of fire, the soldiers fell into a pool of blood one after another, flowing together with the blood of the stones to form a big river.

    Wang Meng burst into tears. The stone would never die. He insisted on staying for his own sake. He was only nineteen years old!  He turned his head angrily and looked at Hotan with contempt, "The motherland and the people will avenge me, and victory will definitely belong to us!"

    With a dull gunshot, he seemed to see countless People's Army soldiers marching on the auspicious clouds towards the Japanese island.  Before his consciousness left his body, this scene was permanently fixed in the depths of his soul.  ?(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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