ps: Recommend the old book "The Great Domination of South Asia" in East China!

"Yitu Noda, the adjutant of the third brigade of the Kataki United of the 16th Division of the Great Japanese Empire, with the rank of second lieutenant, who is your lord?" Yi Noda stood up, and was not afraid of the gun. ※%

In fact, at this time, he also realized that his life had come to an end and fear had no meaning.

What he wanted to know was who he died at.

He can't speak Chinese, he still speaks Japanese, but he hopes that the other party can let him speak, or find a translation that can understand.

"Your name is Noda Yi?" Leng Feng was slightly surprised. If it were another Japanese officer, he would not have any interest in the conversation.

A small Japanese lieutenant would not have let him down, and he would not even look down on the Japanese colonel, let alone a small lieutenant.

However, Noda Yi is a little different. His fame is more famous than those Japanese colonels and even generals.

He is one of the protagonists of the famous "Murder Competition", and the other is Toshiaki Mui. They are both second lieutenants of the Army, one is an adjutant of the infantry brigade and the other is the captain of the artillery squadron.

On the way to attack Nanjing, the two of them held a murder competition with the purpose of killing the Chinese.

It depends on who killed one hundred Chinese first, among which, the main ones were to use knives to kill civilians.

Along the way, each of them killed more than a hundred innocent Chinese civilians. This kind of cold-blooded and cruel behavior was considered a great heroic act in the eyes of Japanese military-in-commissioned reporters.

They also promoted the so-called bravery in the newspapers, and also took photos of their murder, promoting the bravery of this kind of warrior.

Two shameless executioners were promoted as imperial heroes, leaving behind the most shameless and ridiculous scene in human history.

It also proved to the world that Japan launched an inhumane war of aggression, which is also one of the powerful evidences of their massacre.

Leng Feng knew that both of these executioners were affiliated with the 16th Division, but he didn't expect that the Japanese lieutenant with a small beard was actually Noda Tsubasa, one of the murderers.

This is a place to search for something without any effort!

"How many Noda Yi has in the 16th Division?" Leng Feng asked.

Noda Tsubasa was shocked. The Chinese officer looked very young and even spoke fluent Japanese.

This shows that he could understand his voice just now, but he did not stop shooting. Noda Yi realized that this Chinese officer was a difficult character to deal with.

"I'm the only one!"

"That's right, Cong Hu!" Leng Feng smiled coldly and waved his hand at Cong Hu. Do you still use nonsense? This kind of executioner directly cut off the matter.

Noda Shin's face changed and he suddenly pulled out his samurai sword.

"What are you doing? You still want to resist?"

"No, as a samurai, I want to compete with you one-on-one. If I win, you will let me and my duty officer leave. If I lose, you will take my life!" Noda Yi shouted loudly.

"Just, why do I want to compete with you? Who are you?"

"Baga, the honor of the Great Japanese Imperial Warrior cannot be slandered. As a Chinese soldier, you should know how to respect your opponent!"

"It's childish and ridiculous!" Leng Feng stretched out his gun forward and pressed against his forehead, "You are the invader. When it comes to the enemy, we can only eliminate the enemy, let alone you have no right to respect me. An executioner who kills people, it's better to put down your knife, otherwise I can shoot you in one shot now!"

"Baga!"

Leng Feng pulled the trigger without hesitation, and a bullet instantly pierced Noda Yi's eyebrows and exploded from the back of his head.

A bang!

The commander's knife fell to the ground, and Noda Yi knelt down with an unwilling look, then fell forward and turned into a cold corpse.

"It's stubborn!" Leng Feng cursed.

"Take a photo and search your body. This is a Japanese lieutenant. Maybe there will be some good things." Leng Feng ordered, "Don't get dirty, it's useful."

"yes!"

"Brother, there is a diary, a pen, a silver dollar, several gold rings, jade bracelets, what kind of paper ticket is this? It's colorful, and a foreigner printed?"

"That's the dollar, is the money?"

"The tiger has never seen the world, this is hard currency, American money..."

"Is American money different from us?"

"Ha ha……"

Leng Feng took it and counted it, and there were still a lot of them, with seventy or eighty yuan, and a lot of French currency, which looked like two or three hundred yuan.

What Leng Feng values ​​most is the notebook found on the duty officer, which records some records about Noda's murder.

"Are you the duty officer of Noda Yi or the duty officer of Toshiaki Mui?" Leng Feng asked. The duty officer who was frightened and his legs were trembling, he kept it for the time being.

"I, I am..." The Japanese duty officer was already frightened and extremely frightened when he saw Noda Yi being shot.

"I understand, give him some fun!" Leng Feng looked through the diary and knew that the duty officer was from Toshiaki Koi, and it was recorded that their new round of "killing competition" had begun again.

They exchanged duty officers and recorded the number of killings for each other.

"No, don't kill me, I said, I said..."

"What you want to say is in this book, so I don't need you anymore." Leng Feng raised the book and said coldly.

"I, I know a lot of information about the empire, I can tell you, please don't kill me." The duty officer was really scared and knelt on the ground and begged.

"Boss, didn't you say that the Japanese are not afraid of death? Why is this kid so cowardly?" Wang Bin cursed with contempt.

"Not all Japanese are not afraid of death. There are always one or two exceptions. Let's meet us?"

"I don't need your intelligence, but I can give you a chance to survive. As long as you agree, you can survive."

"Your Excellency, you said!"

"Go back and bring a word to Minming Koi and say. Sooner or later, I will come to him and take back his blood debts from us Chinese." Leng Feng said.

"Is that just the sentence, sir?"

"Just this sentence!"

Leng Feng let the duty officer named Chi Chong (made up), and in addition to the record book, he also returned other personal belongings to him.

"Boss, just let him go. Is it too cheap for him?"

"He is a duty officer, and his hands should not be stained with the blood of us Chinese. I let him go because I wanted to put a spy in the Japanese army," Leng Feng explained.

"Let this guy be a spy for us?"

"The others are dead. He goes back alone. He just goes back like this. I'm afraid there is no good fruit?" Yao Heizi said.

"That's his own business, not to mention that he has the handle in our hands now. Unless he wants to die, it will be used by me." Leng Feng said.

"Let's go, take away the Japanese weapons and ammunition!"

Inspirational club.

"How is it? Have the people found it out? Are there any casualties?" Leng Feng saw that Wu Xiaoyun and others had already arrived first.

"Captain Leng, we rescued more than 200 people and are counting and treating the wounded. Five of us were injured, two were gunshot wounds, and three were abraded, but none of them affected the action." Du Shan reported with a hint of gratitude.

"Okay, how are the casualties of ordinary people?" Leng Feng asked, "How are the emotions?"

"There are many casualties and some emotions are a little excited. However, some people did not follow us, and when we rushed over, they ran back themselves."

"How many people are there?" Leng Feng felt indifferent.

"There are thirty or forty."

"Aren't they looking for death when they go back?"

"The Japanese will definitely go there again. At that time, they can't even run away even if they want to." Wang Bin said angrily.

"Okay, please appease the people first, and then send them to the international security zone. You should be able to get better care there." Leng Feng said.

They are not saviors, and it is enough to do their best.

"Boss, Boss..."

"What's wrong, Song Yunfeng?" Song Yuanfeng ran over with blood in his hands.

"Boss, a boy ran too slowly. He was shot in a Japanese man in his chest and was close to his heart. I couldn't deal with it." Song Yunfeng explained in a hurry and sweated heavily.

Oops!

Leng Feng said intimately, Song Yunfeng was just a half-baked doctor in his team. It was okay to treat ordinary gunshot wounds. He had to undergo surgery, open his chest, and take bullets, which was not possible.

What's more, this is not a hospital, there is no operating room, and there is no supporting medical equipment. Now, where can I go to find a surgeon?

"How long can the patient last? Where?"

"In the treatment room, there is a small operating table. In my experience, it can only last for half an hour at most!"

There is an operating table, which is really great.

"Sir, sir, please save my son, save my son, he is still young..." At the door of the treatment room, a woman in her thirties knelt down in front of Leng Feng with a thunderous sound and cried and begged.

She is the teenager's mother, and her husband also looks anxious.

"Sister-in-law, get up first. We will try our best to save your son. Please rest assured, okay?" Leng Feng helped the person up, "Let's go, Yunfeng, let's go in and take a look first."

There is a small medical room in the Inspirational Club, which is equipped with a complete set of lights and a shadowless light. However, there is no electricity at this moment, but there is a generator.

The injured boy was about 17 or 18 years old. He was dressed and should still be in middle school. His washed school uniform had turned white, and his pretty and thin face was slightly stubborn.
To be continued...