Section 421

"Not the Eighth Route Army?" A Japanese soldier looked at Old Man He with drunken eyes, and suddenly jumped up and slapped him.

Old Man He was sobbed that he turned around in circles. The Japanese were cruel and scared that Old Man He covered his face but did not dare to say anything again. He stood trembling.

"Your is the Eighth Route Army. The Imperial Army said you are the Eighth Route Army. Yours is the Eighth Route Army. If you dare to talk back to the Imperial Army, you will die!" The Japanese soldier whispered his head and stared at Old Man He, and his big hands with thick hair poked his chest, making Old Man He retreat.

The puppet army beside him clapped his hands gloatingly and said, "Eighth Route Army, the Imperial Army said you are, you have to be yes, and you have to be yes, but you have to be yes, but you have to be yes, but you have to be yes, but you have to be yes, but you have to be yes, but you have to be yes, but you have to be yes, but you have to be yes

"Tell me! Where is the Eighth Route Army? If you don't say it, you'll die!" He threw a jar of wine in his hand away. A Japanese soldier pushed the bullet and loaded it with a muzzle, aiming at Old Man He's head, as if he was about to pull the trigger at any time.

The wine jar hit the ground and fell into a few petals, just like it hit Old Man He's heart. The soju that he had worked hard to make was ruined by these animals.

Old Man He didn't even show his sadness because he was beaten by the Japanese, but for a jar of wine.

"Let me tell me quickly! Where are the Eighth Route Army hidden? Where are the villagers hiding?!" The puppet army and the Japanese soldiers pushed Boss He and asked, the common people who had not been found for a long time actually asked someone to come to the door, so why didn't they be overjoyed? The greedy Japanese and puppet soldiers even wanted to follow the clues to make greater contributions and make money through the appreciation of their superiors.

The wine jar in the soju shop was smashed to pieces and smashed it over without a single sip. The Japanese and puppet troops were indifferent to ruining Old Man He's efforts.

"Do you want to know?!" Old Man He thrust his muscles on his face, his voice looking a little weird.

Under the temptation of high-ranking officials and generous salaries, several Japanese and puppet troops immediately turned their heads over.

"I'll fuck your grandma!" Old Man He yelled with all his strength, and a roar like thunder suddenly exploded in his ears, which made the Japanese and puppet troops stagger and covered their ears and screamed a few steps back.

"Baga! Dare to tease the Imperial Army!" The angry Japanese soldier did not feel any ruthless because Old Man He was an elderly man. He rudely threw up a gun and smashed Old Man He over, rolled a few times into the pile of wine jars, and broke through several wine jars.

"I'll fuck your grandma! Fuck your grandma!" Old Man He kept cursing, struggling to get up, his hand tilted, and his shoulders hurt severely. The butt just now seemed to smash his shoulder blades to pieces, half of his shoulders collapsed, and a few pieces of the wine jar were inserted into his palms. Blood and soy wine mixed together, and the soy wine stimulated the wound muscles to jump.

"You immortal, dare to tease Taijun! You are looking for death!" Several puppet soldiers who were accomplices for the tiger were even more fierce than the Japanese, and even picked up a few jars of wine and smashed them directly at Old Man He.

Old Man He was in his sixties and could not withstand such abuse. He was immediately unable to bear the body and collapsed in a mess. The puppet army even poured the wine jar directly onto Old Man He. The soju was poured on his head and mindlessly. Old Man He was choked by the soju and coughed. The cotton coat was soaked in the wine, and his whole body smelled of alcohol, which caused the Japanese and puppet soldiers to burst into laughter.

The Japanese and puppet troops caught the prisoners. As long as they could leave a breath and ask questions, they didn’t care whether the prisoners were complete. Sometimes they accidentally killed them, and at most they could report a sentence that they were shot dead on the spot because of resistance.

"Old guy! Hurry up and move! If you move, I will let you have a way out." The puppet army said with a smile: "If you don't move, you won't be able to survive or die. Do you know how the Imperial Army deals with those Eighth Route Army people? Dig a hole and bury the person and leave only one head. After a night, the neck is frozen crisp. Taijun kicks his head and kicks it away like a ball!"

He heard such a cruel way of killing, Old Man He trembled. He barely raised his head, his face was blurred with blood mixed with wine. The wine jar next to him came into his eyes. The white mud banana wine jar was printed with the words "Special Burning Knife". It was a special liquor for the 12th District Team. Because the wine is particularly strong, it is mainly used for disinfection of the sanitary team, not for people to drink. After taking a few bites, the Japanese and puppet troops couldn't bear it, so they never moved it again, and they didn't dare to smash it around. They held a torch in their hands. The fool didn't dare to make a fire to play. The general soda was not strong and they didn't care whether they were lit or not.

"Baga! I'll do it!" A Japanese soldier brought a torch and looked at Old Man He and the wine jars around him. He showed a malicious smile on his face and said, "If you don't say it, the Imperial Army will light up the spot like a house, not even the dust will be left."

Old man He was soaked in soy sauce, and the sparks were stained, but they were immediately burned to death.

The torch was almost next to Old Man He, "Say it! If you don't say it, burn you to death!" The Japanese soldier's tone was aggravated, and he was particularly fierce.

Ah!~ Old Man He burst out from somewhere, and suddenly held the jar of "specially burning knives" beside him. The jar of more than ten pounds hit the Japanese soldiers, and the jar hit directly on the forehead of the Japanese soldiers who had not reacted.

Boom!~~~~~ A ball of flames rose into the air!

The torches in the hands of the Japanese soldiers became a source of fire, which not only ignited the special-purpose knives wine on the Japanese soldiers, but also burned Old Man He into a ball of fireman.

The Japanese soldiers who were also burned into a fire immediately lost their mighty power as before and rolled on the ground with a tragic sound. Many wine jars of the soju shop that had been ravaged by the Japanese and puppet troops had already broken, and the soju was spread all over the ground, and the fire was even more out of control.

After a sudden change, before the stunned Japanese and puppet soldiers came to their senses, Old Man He tried his best to fight for the last power in his lifetime!

The wrath of a man is splattering blood for five steps!

"Not for the sake of the whole body! You can just bury my shop! I will not let you go even if I am a ghost!" As if a ghost came out of hell, Old Man He's voice was hoarse and howled extremely shrillly, his whole body was wrapped in flames, and he rushed towards the wine jars with his hands and feet, picked up one and smashed it into the wine jars.

The fire had spread half of the soju shop, bang! Before his death, Old Man He threw a jar of wine in front of the door of the soju shop.

Bang!~The wine jar couldn't resist the high temperature and exploded. The fire completely sealed the door of the soju shop. The alcohol concentration reached more than 30%, not to mention that the soju shop also had a lot of spirits above 60 degrees.

"Escape! Escape quickly!" The puppet soldiers were the first to mess up and cried and wanted to rush out. Unfortunately, the water and fire were ruthless. The flames burned by the strong wine were even more violent than firewood. The light blue tongue of fire danced wildly. Even in winter, the heat waves could not resist the roasting of the human skin and flesh. The fire caught in the soju shop, even if it was poured with water, it would be useless.

Boom! ~ Boom boom! ~ Old Man He's soy sauce shop has a lot of "special burning knives" that are in stock, and they are even less than burning bombs. Several puppet troops who were frightened by the fire were swept by the fire dragon and burned into a ball of fire people. The thick cotton coats in winter almost became fatal burning objects, and they burned violently when they were caught in the fire.

Thrilling screams came one after another in the soju shop, and Old Man He's body had already turned into endless tongues of fire in the sea of ​​fire.

"It's still a step late!" The militia in Wubao Village hit the ice angrily on the edge of the village. Every fellow villagers were poisoned by the enemy. The love between fish and water made them feel like they had lost their relatives, and their hearts were cut by a knife. Thinking about the fact that Old Man He's soju shop also made a lot of contributions to the anti-Japanese war, which turned into a flame that soared into the sky, not only the loss of Wubao Village, but also the loss of the base area.

The main Japanese soldiers waiting outside the village to enter the village to set fire squad discovered the abnormality in the village and immediately sent a squadron of puppet troops to the village to support him. However, they saw a hole in the wall of the soju shop. The explosion of the grenade temporarily suppressed the fire in the gap. Taking advantage of this short opportunity, several Japanese soldiers rushed out in a mess with flames on their bodies, and two puppet troops followed closely. The Japanese and puppet troops who survived the disaster rushed into the snow pile and rolled out before extinguishing the flames on their bodies.

The Japanese squad leader who led the team smelled the strong smell of alcohol on the soldiers and immediately became furious. He picked up a Japanese soldier from the soju shop, opened his bow left and right and slapped it over, and said fiercely: "Baga! What's going on!"

He was obviously slapped by three slaps and turned around. After a while, the Japanese soldier stuttered: "Report, report! There is an Eighth Route Army in the wine shop!" He pointed at the wine shop that had been burned into pieces, and there was no evidence inside. Even if there was, it was already burned into a pile of ashes.

"Baga! You bastards work!" Seeing the broken house that became a sea of ​​fire, the Japanese squad leader was a little angry, without even sympathy. He kicked and beat the Japanese and puppet troops who escaped from the wine shop, and even pulled out their belts to slap them. Each soldier was beaten. The puppet army squadron next to him was a little gloating. Looking at the unlucky people, they could guess that these guys were only caring about alcohol, but they accidentally burned the wine shop. As for whether there was really an Eighth Route Army inside, just look at the sea of ​​fire that burned everything, God knows if it was an excuse.

He was in charge of stealing drinks and didn't leave any for his brothers. He deserved to be beaten. This is probably the reason why the Imperial Army team leader beat him so fiercely!

The Japanese squad leader, who was sweating all over the place, panted and looked at the guys rolling all over the ground, and said angrily: "Come off!" As for the soldiers who were buried in the fire, they were too lazy to find their bodies, and they were directly included in the list of deaths.

The atmosphere outside Wubao Village was dull, and there was no response to the endless homework and endless chats. I saw a living person from a villager who was buried in the sea of ​​fire. I had seen barbecue and roasted people?! No one could imagine the taste of being in the fire. The young people with strong spirits were not very good-looking. Old man He from the village taught them a lesson. War was so cruel. In the face of the cruel enemy, God would not open his eyes, and there was no luck.
Chapter completed!