How was this a sniper rifle? This was clearly a mortar!
"We are willing to surrender!"
"Don't kill us!"
"We surrender!"
"You're torturing and killing captives!"
“........”
Under such circumstances, the group of Japanese devils were stunned and lost their will to fight.
Kneeling on the ground, he kept shouting at the soldiers of the Independent Regiment, hoping that they would surrender and not kill him.
Keeping his life was the most important thing!
However, this group of Eighth Route Army soldiers had nowhere to vent their anger. They did not understand what they were saying and would not pay attention to them.
Carrying a gun was equivalent to starting a massacre.
There was no sympathy in their eyes, only joy.
After all, when the Japanese invaded China, they were extremely cruel. No matter how they treated them, it was not too much.
They wouldn't train prisoners of war for human experiments. The Chinese weren't that cruel.
so... What they needed to do now was to completely slaughter these Japanese devils.
There were only a few people in a battalion.
In front of the entire Independent Regiment, within a few minutes.
There was not a single living Japanese on the ground.
Lin Xiaofan stood in the distance and kept his M24. He listened to the notifications in his mind that he had obtained Wargod Points.
He immediately nodded in satisfaction!
Just as Lin Xiaofan had expected!
As long as he led a team and killed the Japanese, he would still be able to earn War God Points.
Lin Xiaofan didn't need to kill it himself!
In this way, it greatly reduced Lin Xiaofan's time.
Even if Lin Xiaofan became a brigade commander or a teacher in the future. As long as his subordinates killed the Japanese, they would provide him with an endless stream of War God Points.
The corpses of the Japanese were strewn all over the place.
Lin Xiaofan ordered them to burn it down. It was like on the battlefield, no corpses were allowed to be left here.
Especially now that the weather was hot, it was easy to cause a plague.
Lin Xiaofan could resist, but his subordinates were just ordinary people. They might not be able to resist.
If he was infected with the plague, it would be a little troublesome.
For example, in ancient times, it was because they did not handle the corpses completely that there were often plagues.
Even in this era, it was still not easy to cure the plague.
However, the weapons and equipment in the hands of these Japanese devils would not be wasted. They were all pulled out by Zhang Dabiao and the others.
There was nothing left!
"Guild Leader. What should we do with these people?"
Zhang Dabiao looked at Wei Da Yong and the others and couldn't help but ask.
Wei Da Yong and the rest were shocked as they looked at Lin Xiao Fan who was standing in the distance. This kid was their regiment commander?
Could it be a joke?
However, Lin Xiaofan stood there with a cold expression. The flames behind him were raging, illuminating his small face red.
He glanced at Wei Da Yong and the others and said immediately.
"Bring them back. These people are all injured. Help them take out the bullets!"
These were all Chinese citizens, and they couldn't just leave them in the lurch.
Although Lin Xiaofan had a cold personality, he was not that kind of person.
Helping these people was not a big deal for Lin Xiaofan.
It was a small matter!
It would be enough for the military doctors in the independent regiment to treat them.
"Okay."
Zhang Dabiao nodded and ordered the soldiers to help the injured back to the Martial Sun Village.
"Thank you."
Wei Da Yong stood at the side and looked at Lin Xiaofan. He had yet to recover from his shock.
Who exactly was Lin Xiaofan?
He could only thank Zhang Dabiao.
He had learned martial arts in Shaolin for more than ten years, and he carried the loyalty of a Jianghu person.
There was kindness to repay kindness, and there was hatred to take revenge.
He was naturally very grateful to the Eighth Route Army who had saved his life.
"No need to thank me."
Zhang Dabiao waved his hand and revealed a forthright smile."The duty of the Eighth Route Army is to help the Chinese people.”
"Moreover, even if you have to thank someone, thank our Guild Leader.”Zhang Dabiao looked at Lin Xiaofan in the distance.""He was the one who gave the order to save you.”
"Your regiment commander?" Wei Da Yong was stunned.”
"But he looks like he's only eleven or twelve years old.”Wei Da Yong was in disbelief.
Zhang Dabiao nodded and said,"To be precise." Only ten years old."
"A ten-year-old can become a Guild Leader?"
Wei Da Yong was extremely surprised.
He had only been a captive for three years and knew nothing about the outside world.
But had the world changed so much in just three years?
Even a ten-year-old child could become a regiment commander in the Eighth Route Army alone?
This really subverted his worldview!
"Yes, he is an exception!"
Zhang Dabiao's eyes were filled with admiration.
Lin Xiaofan had used his own abilities to gain everyone's respect and admiration.
"How is it an exception?"
Wei Da Yong scratched his buzz cut, feeling puzzled.
With his intelligence, it was difficult for him to think of anything different.
"He's different from other children. You could understand him as a genius, but at the same time, you could also recognize him as a monster!”
Zhang Dabiao didn't say much, but smiled mysteriously at Wei Da Yong.
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