"Tell me, which unit are you from?"
Jiang Chen said slowly.
The few Japanese stared at Jiang Chen with wide eyes, but no one said anything.
What the f * ck?
Pa.
Jiang Chen slapped him. Five red fingerprints immediately appeared on the left side of the ghost's face, and blood also appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"You, tell me your serial number."
The ghost still didn't say anything. He just stared at Jiang Chen with some resentment.
"I've underestimated you Japanese.”
Jiang Chen raised his right leg and tightened it. He kicked it out like a thick iron rod.
Bang!
The Japanese man's eyes immediately widened, and his entire face twisted into a ball. Then, he bent forward and fell to the ground. He curled up like a shrimp and screamed miserably. He felt that his bird and egg had been broken. It hurt, it hurt too much.
Thump thump.
Seeing Jiang Chen approaching them, the Japanese almost cried. How could he bully them like this? Judging from his expression and mouth shape, they could guess that Jiang Chen was asking a question, but they couldn't understand Chinese. They couldn't understand a single word of it. They couldn't communicate with each other at all. How could he beat them like this? Was there any justice in this world?
"Brother Jiang Chen, they're Japanese. Can they understand you?”
Xiu-Er asked curiously.
F * ck.
Jiang Chen stumbled and almost fell down. Damn, he had forgotten about this. He had watched too many anti-Japanese dramas in his previous life. The devils in those dramas all spoke Chinese.
* Cough cough *
Coughing lightly, he punched another Japanese and scolded,""F * ck, a bunch of illiterates. They came to China and didn't even learn Chinese.”
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The group of Japanese were all afraid. The timid were afraid of the bold, and the bold were afraid of the reckless. They were the kind of people who did not care about their lives. They could commit suicide at any moment, but the ones who did not care about their lives were the lunatics.
There was no doubt that Jiang Chen was like a lunatic in their eyes. He would beat them up if they didn't agree with him. More importantly, Jiang Chen could even kill a tank. How could they not be afraid of him?
Jiang Chen stopped when he was tired of fighting." Revenge for those who have grudges against me, and have fun for those who don't. Come on."”
Whoosh.
A large group of villagers had just gone over. More than a dozen people in the village had been killed by the Japanese. They all hated it in their hearts, so they naturally would not be polite.
Thump thump.
Walking to the old village chief and Xiu-Er, Jiang Chen took out a cigarette he had found on the ghost. He handed one to them and lit it with a match. Then he said,""Xiu-Er, ask the aunties in the village to help us change the Japanese military uniforms. We don't want to be beaten by our own troops when we go out.”
"Alright, I'll go now."
Xiu-Er nodded obediently and hopped out. The little girl had recovered some of her energy and slowly walked out of the shadow.
"Keep these devils." The old village chief smashed his tobacco pipe and kept glancing at the ghost who had been knocked over." He looks very strong and has a lot of strength.”
Oh?
Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, but he didn't say anything.
"All the cattle in the village have been taken away. There are no livestock to pull the plow. We can use these Japanese. Moreover, Buttface and the others have fought the Japanese with you.”
* Cough cough *
Jiang Chen almost choked to death on the smoke. He looked at the old village chief and sighed in his heart. As expected, the older the ginger, the spicier it was. The old village chief had directly brought up the reform through labor in the future. He couldn't accept it.
"But you have to take good care of it."
"Don't worry, it's fine. As long as these Japanese don't have guns, I can take care of them.”
However, Jiang Chen still suggested putting anklets and bracelets on the devils. It was better to be safe than sorry. Who knew when these devils would be desperate?
"Let's go back and drink. We bought a lot of good vegetables.”
"Alright."
On the other side, the tank squadron had gone missing. The Japanese soldiers immediately sent people over to check on them. However, when they reached the battlefield, their eyes almost popped out.
The ground was littered with mutilated corpses, and palm-sized pieces of flesh could be seen everywhere. The colorful scene was scattered all over the ground, making the entire scene look like a bloody hell.
Although the Japanese were brutal, such a tragic scene was rare. After all, in normal battles, bullets could not directly blow up people, especially the San Ba Da Gai. The guns made by Hanyang had a penetrating power, but the lethality was not high. At most, it was just a bullet hole.
What made the devils even more frustrated was that all the corpses had been stripped. Their uniforms, pants, boots, and hats had been taken off. No, they hadn't been stripped off. Their diapers had been left behind. They smelled too strong, and Jiang Chen didn't dare to take them.
Which troop did this?
They had met bandits from Huaxia before, but they had never seen such bandits. They did not even let go of the clothes of the dead. They were too f * cking ruthless.
However, what shocked them even more was that a tank squadron was gone just like that. They couldn't think of any unit in this area that could do it so easily. After all, it was impossible for the Chinese army to deal with the Japanese without several times the number of troops. Moreover, they had tanks with them.
The Japanese were not fools. When they saw the tracks left on the ground, they were even more surprised because the tank had been driven away. This was definitely the first time they had come here. Did any Chinese soldiers know how to drive a tank? Of course there were, but they were all in the Central Military Division. How could there be one in such a remote place?
Moreover, they could not understand why the tank was captured. Even if it was trapped, the Empire's warriors inside would have used grenades to destroy everything.
The more the Japanese looked, the more shocked they became. There were no traces of battle left in the surroundings. They felt that their people were like pigs, killed in a few moves. But how could they believe it? Ever since they invaded China, they had always been the ones who easily defeated the Chinese army. When had it ever been their turn to be tortured and killed?
Although he had brought many Japanese soldiers with him, the Japanese major chose to retreat. He had a feeling that there was a large Chinese army in this area, so he had to go back and report to them first.
Thump thump.
"Reporting, the regiment has ordered us to immediately head to the Yu Family Valley area of the Azure Cloud Ridge to assist in besieging the 8th route there.”
There was a combat mission.
The young officer didn't dare to hesitate. He ordered the soldiers to bury the bodies on the spot and quickly left with his men. As for this revenge, he would take it slowly in the future.
Whoosh.
After the Japanese left, Tie Zhu, who was hiding in the weeds and observing in secret, slowly retreated and returned to the village. With the Japanese gone, the village would be safe. This news had to be told to everyone immediately.
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