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After saying that, his smile became sickly again, and the raised corners of his mouth outlined a terrifying angle.
The old woman was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized something. She squatted on the ground and burst into tears.
Zeya stopped looking at those innocent people. He turned around and said loudly: "Sato-kun, please send all these people to my camp! Thank you very much!"
After saying that, he took off his military uniform and threw it into the hands of a soldier behind him.
"Prepare a brand new military uniform for me."
Those people who were arrested were all imprisoned in iron cages. At this time they had been forced to wear the uniforms of the Fourth Army.
These military uniforms are used by Japanese scouts and are used when they want to sneak into the rear for reconnaissance. Now it comes in handy here.
Zeya poured a glass of red wine, sipped it slowly, and looked at the people locked in iron cages, who were looking at him with frightened eyes.
The people were whispering there. They still didn¡¯t know what the young Japanese officer in front of them was going to do to them.
¡°But they all had a hunch in their hearts that this matter might be more terrifying than letting them take a bullet.
They will soon know that sometimes death is more of a relief and luxury for people.
After finishing the glass of red wine, Zeya slowly put on the heavy protective clothing. The tent with the iron cage was also sealed.
A group of soldiers from the Kwantung Army's epidemic prevention and water supply unit, also wearing protective clothing, also walked in from outside the camp.
Zeya personally took out the box containing the plague bacteria petri dish, and then took out a glass bottle from it.
Several Japanese Kwantung Army soldiers nearby began to walk towards the iron cage, and then grabbed one of the middle-aged men who looked very strong, and pressed him down on the wooden board, fixing all his limbs.
The middle-aged man was quickly stripped of all his clothes, and then Zeya came up personally and used a needle to extract part of the culture fluid from the blue solution.
"Enjoy this moment! Maybe you will thank me when you go to hell." Zeya said this, showing a harmless expression.
Then he slowly raised the needle in his hand and moved it toward the innocent person's blood vessel.
The common man's mouth was blocked and he could only make a sound of "woo woo woo". Although he struggled desperately, it had no effect at all. His muscles kept trembling, but he could not break free of the ropes that bound him.
The eyes of this common man were full of fear as he looked at the blood vessel that was getting closer and closer to his own blood vessel, and he struggled even more fiercely.
But Zeya was as calm as a skilled butcher, trying to kill a pig that kept wailing and struggling. You can't expect him to have any compassion or sympathy, because in his eyes, these people are no different from pigs, and he is a skilled butcher.
As the blood vessel was punctured, the tiny needle, like the slender blade of death, was placed on the man's throat.
The man struggled even more violently, and his trembling body could almost be described as convulsing. But Zeya had no intention of stopping.
His palms covered with white rubber gloves slowly pushed the needle, just like a cold-blooded butcher using the blade to slit the carotid artery of an animal.
Cold-blooded and numb, like a cold machine running a murder program.
The innocent man had become incontinent due to intense fear and began to cry. In a pair of cloudy eyes, hot tears flowed out, mixed with snot.
Smelling the smell of feces, Zeya frowned in disgust and said: "Damn it, you are incontinent. You are really too vulgar. I, the Imperial Army of Japan, should be allowed to cleanse you of this filth." guy."
With that said, he winked at the Kwantung Army soldier next to him.
The soldiers understood, and directly untied the man from the wooden board, pulled him into the iron cage, and threw him directly inside.
¡°Then the entire camp was sealed off, and with the black tarpaulin covering it, the huge iron cage fell into darkness.
The people in the iron cage all gathered next to the young man who had been injected with the plague bacteria.
?"Er Zhu, are you okay?" A thin old man with a yellow face came over and asked.
That¡¯s Erzhu¡¯s father.
Erzhu nodded and said: "II'm fine. I don't know what that little devil put into my body."
The old man caressed Erzhu distressedly and said, "Erzhu, it's no use being a father. You're going to suffer." As he said this, turbid tears flowed from his eyes.
Erzhu shook his head and said, "Dad, it's not your fault. It's okay. I think these little devils don't want to kill us all. They might lock us up for a while and then let us go."
But a villager next to him said: "Catch us, do nothing, and then put us back. If you think about it, you will know that it is not such a good thing. Those little devils are not fools."
After hearing this, everyone fell into silence.
Because although they know that this villager is telling the truth, these people now have a trace of luck in their hearts. Even if it is the truth, they are not willing to listen.
In the dark night, they vaguely felt the rising sun outside, casting its light onto the tarpaulin. The light penetrated the tarpaulin, making the iron cage shrouded in darkness for a long time begin to gain some light.
At this moment, the tarpaulin outside the iron cage was opened, and some food and water were thrown into the iron cage by soldiers wearing protective clothing.
Seeing the food, the people in the iron cages did not eat it immediately. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com