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Chapter 96 The Little Butterfly in the War (1)

Over the crazy legion of Tokyo, twenty or thirty or six, two roaring past, and throwing them like beans. The pilot didn't have to care whether he would blow it up or not. He could blow it up. Anyway, there was no specific target in the order given to them by the superiors. There was only one dead order: completely cover it, completely destroy it, and never finish the work without erasing Tokyo from the map! At the same time, the piles of corpses were burned to avoid burying it! Under the wings of the H6, modern flaming mountains, as high as 20 or 30 meters, rose from the ground, with shrapnel of flames splashing into the sky, as if it was raining all over the sky, and it was a grand view.

The terrifying roar like a tsunami came from the sea, and the strong air waves swept the ground like a 16-level typhoon. The 203mm caliber rocket shells poured out from the deck of the arsenal ship, like a fiery red waterfall made of fire, pouring into downtown Tokyo. Blocks were instantly submerged in light and fire. Piles of corpses were pulled into countless pieces, mixed in the bricks and stones, and splashed everywhere. The ground was flashed. After the earth-shaking explosion, the area covered by artillery fire became a Jedi of life. There was not even much bacteria left, only a swath of iron and tumbling flames. In addition to the arsenal ship, other warships

They were also desperately pouring rockets into Tokyo. Although the Republic's Navy was almost hit, the number of sealed old ships was still quite considerable. These old warships made them fight naval battles 100% to deliver vegetables to the enemy, but they could still fire at the enemy's cities near the port. Now six such old warships each installed five 122mm caliber fifty-mounted rocket artillery turrets, and the firepower was so crazy. The storm of air waves made the thin hull slant slightly. Thousands of black and red fireballs in the city of Tokyo exploded at the same time, the rain of fire was splashing, and the god of death was laughing wildly!

On the Kanto Plain, the fire on the destroyed Type 90 main battle tanks and armored vehicles had already been extinguished, and the corpses had been gnawed out by stray dogs and vultures. Some trees were burned into charcoal pillars and even intestines were hung on the branches, which was disgusting. After the full attack of the first, the 16th Army and the Marine Divisions, tens of thousands of Japanese troops who came to aid were almost completely wiped out. The direction of the survivors fled to death was left without any but piles of hilly corpses and countless vehicle wreckage. A large number of Japanese prisoners of war and young men were pointing at the muzzle, digging a large pit numbly, carrying the corpses into burial. The corpse liquid made them

Many people were infected with all of them. The high-intensity physical labor made their bodies extremely weak. They often fell head-on in the middle of the pile of corpses while working, and never got up again. The Chinese soldiers looked coldly, without any sympathy or sympathy. During the War of Resistance Against Japan, these scenes repeated thousands of times in China. These Japanese people were punished on behalf of their ancestors. No matter what, the Chinese army was more kind than their predecessors. At least after they handled the corpses according to the orders of the Chinese army, they could get out of their homes, and would not be driven into the large pits dug by themselves like Chinese prisoners of war and civilians decades ago, and then buried alive by the soil pushed down by bulldozers!

"First it was an unprecedented massacre, followed by a fire burning the city. Our General Liu, who did a great job, is probably comparable to Qin Shibai Qi!"

The Shaolin soldier sat on the turret of the land firepower platform, looking at the pillars of fire rising from the city, smacking his lips, and was a little gloating no matter how he looked.

Little Guangxi's eyes were full of little red hearts: "This is my idol..."

Liu Jun nodded vigorously: "Indeed, it's really good!"

The two monkeys looked at each other and showed a strange smile of mutual appreciation. Ha Ling slapped them in the head: "Who isn't you guys easy to learn to learn Liu Zhe! Do you want to be like him in the future and become an iron-blooded butcher who is afraid of everyone and is bleeding everywhere you go?"

Xiao Guangxi whined: "Harling, please be gentle. Don't you know that it's easy to beat people stupid when you hit the head with such force?"

Liu Jun rubbed his head and said, "I think it's nothing wrong with Uncle Liu. At least when he mentions his name, people from Annan, Zhuwa, urinate, and even meet people with the surname Liu, they take a detour......"

Xiao Guangxi said: "Just and Ji, as a man, you should be like a commander, so that everyone will shudder when they mention his name. Only in this way can we say with a clear conscience that we have never had a waste of our lives!"

I said, "Tokyo is over, I just don't know which city will be next to suffer."

The Shaolin soldier said lazily: "It doesn't matter. Japan's elite troops and advanced weapons have been basically consumed in this battle. The whole country has almost become an unguarded city. We fight wherever we like. The next war is not so much a war, but rather a massacre that does not distinguish between military and civilians." He stretched out, "This kind of war is boring!"

Xiao Guangxi muttered: "It's interesting, it's really interesting..."

In front of us, a group of Langerkha soldiers were clearing out the remaining resisters in the ruins, dragging them out to kill or capture them. These Langerkha soldiers were patient when working, and had an untidy body, and advanced detection instruments could effectively discover well-disguised air-raid shelters. If anyone hides in this place, it will only be a matter of time before they dragged them out. A few floors of grenades suddenly dropped in a building, and then several automatic rifles fired, bullets and shrapnel flew together, and two Langerkha soldiers fell down. The Langerkha snipers pulled the plate machine at the window, and two bangs, and two automatic rifles were thrown out of the window on the second floor. One arm hung out from the window, and blood flowed down the arm.

Tang. Langerkha soldiers pulled out Langerkha scimitars and rushed towards the building. At this moment, a garbage can on the street suddenly fell down, making a loud noise, revealing an entrance to an air-raid fortification. We couldn't help but frown. Who is so stupid? It would be fine if he wanted to escape in broad daylight, but it was even earth-shaking! Langerkha soldiers shouted, and several 90 automatic rifles pointed at the entrance of the hole. One of them took out a grenade. As long as he threw the grenade, it would be so accurate that it could not fall into the air-raid shelter and took the people inside! However, before he could pull off the pull ring, a dirty white flag poked out from it.

surrender?

Seeing this scene, both sides of the war were stunned, and the gunshots stopped temporarily.

Langerga, who was about to drop the bomb, let go of the pull ring and shouted loudly, meaning that the people inside should come out quickly and not behave in a mess. To be cautious, these soldiers kept a distance of about fifty meters from the entrance of the cave, so as not to be bombarded by the self-destructive soldiers coming out of it. I saw that the white flag was embroidered with two green olive branches and a white dove. The white dove and the olive branches symbolize peace, and everyone knew this. Then, a small head emerged from the inside, followed by the arms, shoulders, and body. When the person holding the white flag crawled out, everyone was stunned:

It was a little girl who was only six or seven years old. She might have not washed her face for several days. Her face was dirty, her hair was tied into two small braids, and the butterfly flowers on it were too dirty, but the eyes were still clear, with confusion and fear. Apart so far, we could all see her body trembling and surrounded by so many murderous mercenaries. She must be extremely scared, right? But she still held the white flag with poor workmanship high, waved hard, and shouted in a crying voice. The battle-hardened mercenaries were a little busy and moved their guns away from her body. A mercenary walked over to search her body. The little girl did not resist, shouting one after another, and soon, the shouting turned into a loud cry.

The Shaolin soldier looked at Ha Ling and asked, "What is that kid shouting?"

Ha Ling said: "She was shouting: 'Don't fight, peace, please don't fight like wild animals anymore. Too many people have died miserably. She just wants to live..." Shaking her head sadly, "Poor child!"

Everyone was silent. I looked at the little girl, feeling sad for no reason, as if I saw Daqing, who turned into a sea of ​​fire with the rumbling cannons, and the child who stood in the middle of the ruins and piles of corpses with blood on his ears, making heart-wrenching crying sounds. These children are so pitiful. Theirs are still so young. I am afraid that they don’t even know what war is. The war has taken away everything from them, relatives, friends, happy lives, and even their newly-opened lives will be taken away one by one, and what is left to them will be dark! Ha Ling

She sighed, jumped out of the car and ran over, and picked up the little girl. She was so light. Holding her was like holding a kitten, light and a gust of wind could blow her away. She was holding this little thing and heading towards the land fire platform. Maybe at this time the Japanese sniper had already pointed the gun at her vest, but it did not fire. The Japanese soldiers in the building did not fire either. They just watched her take the person away. When she returned to the safe area, she put the little girl down and asked, "Little sister, where is your family? Why did you run out alone?"

A trace of surprise flashed across the little girl's face, and she was happy to find a Japanese-speaking person, but when she mentioned her guy, she cried again: "There is no family... Masako has no family anymore! Dad went to Jawa with the army last year to fight. When he withdrew from the country, he encountered an air crash. Mom... The day before yesterday, several drunk soldiers insisted that she was a non-national and forced her and several older sisters to take her away... When she left, she told Masako that she was just going to be investigated and would be able to come back to accompany Masako soon, but she never came back again... "When she talked about the sadness, she hugged Ha Ling and cried loudly, as if she wanted to tear her heart apart.

Xiao Guangxi curled his lips: "Those dead Japanese pigs are really not humans. If we can't beat us, we will vent our anger on our own people. Fuck, they are really a bunch of beasts!"

Shandong said: "They were originally a group of beasts!" He took out the kettle and handed it to Ha Ling. Before Ha Ling could unscrew the lid, the little girl snatched it and poured it hard at all costs. It was obvious that she was thirsty. We also interrogated the prisoners and learned that due to the tap water supply system, the supply of fresh water in Tokyo was almost cut off. Japanese soldiers hiding underground could only receive 500 grams of fresh water every day. Even if the soldiers were like this, there were even fewer civilians, and perhaps less than half of the soldiers. It was pitiful that what could a few hundred grams of water be used for? It was not enough to plug the teeth! There were many people who were thirsty every day, and there were countless people who died in extreme pain because they could not bear it and drank contaminated water every day. The dungeon of Tokyo had become a dead city. For a person who had been thirsty for a long time, nothing was more precious than a bowl of water.

The little girl stopped until she couldn't drink it anymore. She held the kettle desperately and looked at everyone timidly, for fear that Shandong would return to the kettle. Shandong took her white flag and asked, "Who made this flag?"

Ha Ling translated the past, and the little girl replied: "It was made by me and a few friends... Mom said that the white flag represents compromise, the olive branch and the day dove symbolize peace. We hope for peace, so we tried every means to make this flag."

Ha Ling said: "Well done, where are your friends?"

The little girl said sadly: "Everything is dead... When they ran to find water to drink, they were burned to death by the fire that sprayed in from the hole..."

When eliminating the remaining enemies, mercenaries like to use muskets the most. They sprayed them inside when they found the hole. I don’t know how many people were burned to death. This is really too common. Ha Ling couldn’t comfort her and asked the flag by asking, “What are you planning to do with this flag?”

The little girl said, "I...I want to meet your commander, I want to negotiate with him, begging him not to massacre us again!"

She is going to negotiate with Liu Zhe?

We looked at each other in shock, and Ha Ling smiled bitterly: "I advise you not to see him. It is useless to see him... His will is comparable to steel, and his heart is harder than granite. What he decided will not be changed!"

The little girl said, "I must see him! Please, big sister, help me!"

Ha Ling sighed helplessly. The Shaolin Little Soldier said that her only flaw was that her heart was too soft. After seeing her use a six-tube rotating heavy machine gun to make the enemy fly and flesh and blood, or fire poisonous gas bombs at the enemy, we all turned around when we heard this sentence and put a loud and smelly fart at him. Now... until now, we were shocked to find that the Shaolin Little Soldier said nothing wrong. Her heart was indeed too soft!
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