Mengga Village, a small village with only twenty or thirty households, is the only place on the horse road west of Songshan where you can rest. It is far away from market towns and roads. The villagers here have few farming land and almost all rely on providing horse materials for passing horse gangs and eating and drinking to make a living.

Few horse gangs stay overnight in the village. They basically go on the road after eating and drinking and feeding mules and horses. Unless they miss out on their outfits and arrive here in the evening, fearing the wild beasts in the mountains, they have to stay overnight and wait for dawn to set off.

Although the village is very small, it has a special geographical location, so it is marked on the map that the village that Dong Limao saw on the map is this small Mengga Village.

There are many roads to enter the village from the west, but there is only one road to the east into the mountain.

The wild wolf suicide squad led by Naga Matsushita, chose to assemble in this small Mengga village, which was one of the steps they planned the pangolin operation.

In general, there are more horses than people, but this time the horse gang arrived in the village, there were more horses than people. Although it looked like a horse gang, it arrived in batches from different intersections to the west. This surprised the villagers, and what surprised them even more was that this horse gang, which only rested on a large piece of grass at the entrance of the village, and did not intend to settle in the village, and the horse did not unload its saddle.

Before the war, there were many horse gangs passing by in the village every day, but after the war broke out, the number of horse gangs passing by was reduced day by day. Especially recently, I have not seen a horse gang pass by the village for a few days. Without the horse gangs, the livelihood of the village became a problem. After finally waiting for such a large group of horse gangs, they saw that they did not enter the village to buy grass and food for mules and horses. So all the households in the village took the initiative to attack and planned to solicit business on the grassland at the entrance of the village. At the beginning, the villagers just watched quietly by the side.

This group of horse gang people, unlike ordinary horse-drivers, would take the initiative to tease the young wife and girls in the village. They seemed to be very organized and disciplined. They were all sitting in a bunch of more than a dozen people scattered on the grass, with mules and horses tied up with tree trunks around them. It was like mules and horses carrying camels on their loads, which were very valuable supplies. They did not dare to be too far away from mules and horses. They each took out their dry food and drinking water, and ate and drank silently.

The village chief could not withstand the words of several villagers, so he had to walk forward with a smile on his face, but no one paid attention to him, so he had to talk to the beasts as usual, as if he was always the same as when the horse-driving man ignored him, he would always talk to the beasts happily, as if it were easier for animals to communicate with than humans.

The village chief walked to a few mules and horses tied to a tree, stroked the head of a green mule with his hands, and started talking as if he had seen a good friend.

The village chief's actions immediately caused more than a dozen people sitting on the grass eating dry food by mules and horses. Two of them stood up and walked towards him.

"Your mules are too tired and need to be replenished with forage and salt water, otherwise they may not be able to cross the mountain ahead." The village chief saw that someone finally came, grinning, revealing his black teeth, kindly reminding the horse-driven man. Of course, the purpose of his words was nothing more than trying to persuade the horse-driven man to buy the village-driven man's forage.

One of them rushed up and shouted: "Baga!" He pushed away the village chief with a palm.

The village chief was used to hearing accents from all directions, but he had never heard of "Baga" as soon as he opened his mouth. He still smiled and said, "Brother, you must have accent from Nanyang, right? You are carrying it on your horse..." As he said that, he reached out to slap the sack on the horse's back. Before his hand was slapping the sack, the man who pushed him with a palm flew up and kicked the village chief's chest, kicked him out two or three meters, lay on the ground, spewing a mouthful of blood, struggled, and stood up and pointed at the person who kicked him: "You...why are you...beating someone..."

When the villagers saw that the village chief was beaten by the horse-driving man, it was terrible. Men, women, young and old, all shouted. A few young and strong men ran over, one of them looked like the village chief's son and shouted, "Why are you hitting my father..."

Nagaki Matsushita and several team leaders sat around a tree, as if looking at a map. When he heard the shouts, he raised his head and looked at it. Seeing that the people in the village were aggressive, he began to surround them. Some people ran directly towards mules and horses, as if they wanted to steal the things carried on the mules and horses. When he saw that something was wrong, he immediately decisively ordered his subordinates: "Two teams surrounded the village! The rest surrounded these Chinese people! Kill them with a knife! No one is allowed to be let go! No shots are allowed!"

Hearing the order from Nagato Matsushita, several team leaders around him also shouted in a gusto. Suddenly, more than a hundred people ran straight to the village, guarding the intersections between the front, back and left and right. Some people entered the village and could watch from their actions. They were well-trained, and in groups of two, they entered each household directly in the village.

The villagers on the grass found something was wrong and began to turn around and shout and run around, but it was too late. Once the group of beasts under Nagaki Matsushita, who were more terrifying than wild wolves, were all ferocious and seemed very excited. They howled, took out their daggers and spread them apart, surrounding a hundred and ten villagers. Almost one of them killed one person, regardless of age, young, male and female, as long as they had their legs running, their mouths would be shouting, either their necks were cut off or their chests were stabbed into blood. They even treated those five or six-year-old children without using a knife, and directly twisted their necks or raised them above their heads, and then smashed them downwards and slammed them into their thighs. After the incident, they laughed wildly.

This is a battle with the greatest power gap in history. The men, women, young and old in the village had almost no power to fight back. At the beginning, you could hear the screams of women and the cry of children. But in less than a minute, everything calmed down, and the grass was covered with the bodies of hunted villagers.

The elderly, weak, sick, disabled, women and children did not go to the grass at the entrance of the village to watch the fun, but stayed at home, but they were almost massacred at the same time. When they heard the screams from the entrance of the village, someone looked out from the upper floors of their own buildings, but before they could understand what was going on, they were killed by the suicide squad members who rushed into the house with a knife.

These beasts are really bloodthirsty. As long as they meet people, no matter they are too old to walk or are young to suck milk in their mother's arms, they are hunted by them. None of the people in the village, as long as they are at home that day, are spared.

The massacre was soon over, and less than ten minutes before and after, there was no living room in and outside the village. A village that was still alive just now suddenly turned into a lifeless and bloody village.

Nagato Matsushita seemed very satisfied with his subordinates' efficient killing method. He smiled thornyly on his face, looked around at the grass lying all over the corpses, and ordered several team leaders under his command: "Don't stay here for a long time, we will set off in advance!"

Several team leaders around him immediately summoned their respective subordinates and set off.

Nagaki Matsushita is a very cautious person. He not only arranged for people to explore the way forward, but also left secret whistles behind in case anyone followed him.

However, Liu Yudong's reconnaissance platoon was not a vegetarian. They were very experienced. They seemed to know in advance that the Japanese would have this trick, so they did not follow too close. They always kept a certain distance from Nagato and Panasonic. They did not walk the right path, but followed up from the jungle or cliff above the road. In this way, the secret whistle that Nagato placed behind them was useless.

Liu Yudong and his team also divided into several groups to follow Mengga Village.

Just as Nagaki and his team were resting to replenish food, Liu Yudong's reconnaissance platoon was scattered on several hills. Although they could not communicate with each other in words, they could see their respective positions with telescopes and communicate with gestures.

The hill where Liu Yudong is located is on the east side of the village, about three miles away from the village. He and a few soldiers from the investigation and platoon climbed up a big tree and observed the village with a telescope.

According to Dong Limao's judgment, Nagaki and his team would wait for darkness in the village before leaving, but unexpectedly an accident happened.

Liu Yudong and his friends saw the person who issued the order with a telescope. Seeing the massacre that happened in the village after the man roared a few times, each soldier was so anxious that he could sweat down the hill and fight against this group of dehumanized beasts. Liu Yudong used the telescope to see soldiers on other hills making gestures to ask if they should go to save the villagers. Liu Yudong's eyes were filled with tears. He knew that even if the reconnaissance platoon rushed down the hill, it would not save the lives of the villagers. Instead, it would alarm the snake and destroy the entire encirclement and annihilation plan. For the sake of the overall situation, Liu Yudong had to resist the huge grief in his heart and gestured to let the soldiers on other hills not act rashly. During the massacre process in less than ten minutes, every soldier in the reconnaissance platoon was almost tormented in the oil pan, and several of them bit their lower lips.

For a soldier, there is probably nothing more painful than watching his compatriots be massacred with his own eyes and unable to rescue them!

Liu Yudong and the others waited until the secret whistle at the end also followed the large army and they came down from the hills.

All the soldiers rushed to Liu Yudong and asked, "Platform Commander, why don't you let us do it! Look... they don't even let the children go!"
Chapter completed!