The old man was hurt by the severe injury of Lang Qing and was heartbroken by his son and died because of himself. He was so angry that he died on the spot and died with his eyes open!

The villagers cried bitterly.

"My son! I'll fight you." A white-haired old woman rushed out tremblingly with a crutch in her hand.

Looking at the old woman rushing towards the wolf green dog, Okamoto Asahiro's eyes were slightly awkward, and he was not even too lazy to shoot, but waved his hand slightly.

"Baoba!" The two Japanese soldiers standing beside him were conscious and shot, knocking the old woman to the ground.

No wailing!

The old woman lay on her son's body and hugged her son's body with her arms, just like she held him in her arms more than 40 years ago.

‘Son! My father and mother are here to accompany you!’ The body trembled slightly and finally the silent old woman didn’t say a word until she died, but all the villagers present knew that she was saying that.

The villagers' eyes were red!

Some men have begun to move forward regardless of their wives' obstacles, and more men have begun to make the same choices.

They are simple farmers, but they cannot be said to be stupid. The old village chief and his family of three died on the spot. The Japanese have already shown their hideous cruelty. Today, this matter may not be good. If they must die, then these men will die in front.

Both women and children were blocked by them.

Asahiro Okamoto looked at the restlessness of the Chinese villagers in the rice field coldly. He didn't move a step, his hands slightly raised, and the Japanese troops around him were already stroking their hands on the trigger. Just when the new acting team leader waved his hand, they would shoot without hesitation.

The colleagues who gained wealth by robbery stimulated them and made them extremely eager to have such a feast. As for those living people, they are no longer within their considerations of eagerness to gain confidence and wealth.

They have completely become devils.

Just like in the time and space.

A massacre without any suspense seems to have been inevitable.

But whether it is the Chinese villagers who have done their best to protect their wives and children in the rice field, or the 23 Japanese infantrymen who have planned to kill all the Chinese, they have focused all their attention on this small rice field, but they have not noticed that dozens of shadows are moving towards the village with the help of the dead grass of trees.
Chapter completed!