While the mouth was not covered, several grooms cursed Ono, of course they were all calm. They were all auxiliary soldiers, but they didn't have the courage to shout for help. The bayonet behind the neck was not made of wood. If anyone had any mistakes, they would even cut their heads open!

"Hmph, aren't you afraid of death?"

Ono sneered: "Why no one gives a warning if you are not afraid of death? I see that you are not brave enough! What's the use of scolding me now? Can you show your loyalty and unyielding? Bullshit!"

Ono became more and more excited as he spoke: "I admit that I am afraid of death. There is a saying in ancient China that people who know the current affairs are heroes. They are obviously invincible, but what's the use of trying to save face? I honestly tell you, I haven't lived enough yet, and I don't want to make unnecessary sacrifices for this failed war. As for you, think about it carefully. Whether you die or live is all in one thought. If you live, you may even see your family. If you die, you will be thrown into the valley and you can't even take the ashes back!"

After seeing more than 20 pack horses and eleven captives, the butcher almost broke his mouth behind his ears. This is an authentic pack horse. It is no problem to carry hundreds of pounds per pack. The most important thing is that even the groom has caught him. Think about it, no one in the entire battalion has ever caught so many Japanese at once!

"Good thing, let's continue to work hard and seize the wounded soldiers. Remember, I'm asking you to seize the complete guns. If anyone brings the burden back, let him carry it himself!"

This order made several squad leader stumped. One squad leader said privately: "It's not easy to deal with. If the Japanese surrender, we can't violate discipline!"

Liu Jun pulled him aside and whispered: "I said why are you so stupid? Didn't you see that our army doesn't have much medicine? If you catch the half-dead person, why would the company commander scold you!"

"What should I do?"

"What's the surname of the company commander?"

"Oh, understand!"

The butcher called Ono to the front and said, "Ono, you have made a contribution this time and can already save you from the death penalty, but if you want to escape the crime of living, you have to make another contribution!"

Ono's face suddenly turned colorful: "Company Commander, I have said before that I won't do it myself..."

"I know, I know, we will definitely not ask you to do it. It's just that you will take a few people to visit the wounded barracks and do ideological work for the wounded soldiers. You know... "

"Really only doing ideological work?"

"Of course it's true. Of course, those wounded soldiers can't take the initiative to attack us, right?"

"I understand this!"

A group of ten people set out while the sky was dawn, leaving only the squad leader Liu Jun with envy and jealousy: "Why? I don't care about the marksmanship, the swordsmanship is the best!"

"Nothing can be worn by those eleven military uniforms!"

"I……"

Since you have entered this journey, you have to play the show. When Ono brought ten people to the wounded soldiers, he said seriously: "There is a reason why I asked you to come. Are you seeing those bandages? There are wounded people everywhere, and the limited troops still have to do a warning work. Can you leave one person to drink horses?"

A few people who woke up early looked up and found that they were letting the low-ranking grooms do the cleaning work, so they just let them go.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they put down their eyes, the ten grooms immediately changed their faces, lifted off the new bandage on their hands, and showed off the wreck gun with a long magazine!

Zhao Hu brought back a lot of Browning and typewriters to uniformly change the troops. There were also many of the ten and twenty sounds collected. However, many of the rifles were smoothed and they didn't want to use them anymore, but the special forces team didn't like to use other guns and insisted on using twenty sounds. In their words, these twenty sounds picked were imported goods. Apart from the German system, they were from Spain. Even if they were only 50% new, they would never dare to think about them before.

In desperation, Zhao Hu had to take the time to work overtime and use the machining center to make some new accessories for them. Now he has no shortage of steel, so it is not too easy to make a twenty-shot.

As a result, each special forces member received a brand new inner capsule of the crested shell gun, and he was so happy. When Zhao Hu asked why he looked down on the new gun, everyone's answer made him laugh and cry, and he just liked the German logo engraved on the outside of the old gun!

I did all the components in this gun?

Ten and twenty sounds, two hundred bullets! At close range, a large group of Japanese guards and lightly wounded soldiers were killed in place before they came back to their senses!

Ono stood there and spoke in his mouth, and kept cursing Company Commander Tu: He is hypocritical, treacherous, he doesn't keep his word, and he is proud to carry a submachine gun before departure. He wants to win people with virtue. Is this a way to win people with virtue?

Not far away, a seriously injured soldier knocked on the grenade. Before he could even get angry, he was shot down. But the wounded soldiers around him were unable to walk and could only watch the grenade delayed and then exploded. The scream of death passed through his eardrums and penetrated into his mind. Ono closed his eyes in pain: Why are betraying his colleagues so painful? Why can't those puppet soldiers see?

The grenade finally stopped exploding, and the remaining seriously injured saw that something was wrong, and they all dropped their weapons and shouted: "Don't shoot, we surrender!"

Xiao Ao was delighted and was about to say thanks to the black-faced man in front of him, but saw this guy shouting loudly: "Be careful, the enemy attack!"

Then a beautiful rolled forward, reached out to pick up the grenade, pulled out the pin, knocked, threw, flowed, and was so cool!

The other team members followed suit. When the grenades returned to the wounded, Ono's voice changed: "Black, black-faced captain, those grenades did not detonate!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang"

The fire and smoke enveloped the wounded soldiers, and the shrapnel shot even slashed a team member's arm. The black-faced man suddenly turned around and glared: "Is this what you said that it didn't detonate?"

"I, I, obviously, obviously..."

"What is it? We have long called for them to put down their weapons and not kill them, but how do we treat us in the end? They shouted to surrender and then threw grenades?"

"You, can you understand our Japanese?"

"So what if you understand? These people were killed by their own grenades, but we can't blame us. We can only say that they are not good at learning skills. I dare not place everyone's safety on whether there is any problem!"

"Where are you, you...face?"

"What's wrong with my face? Is it wrong to look black?"

Ono wanted to say that your face was the same as your heart, but after opening your mouth for a long time, he didn't dare to say anything. The big black face had already pried the nose of the machine. If you say one more word, you might be silenced!

Dahe's face suddenly smiled, revealing eight big white teeth, and reached out to pat Ono on the shoulder: "You performed well, arrange a task for you. Have you seen those ten or so lightly injured people? Go and direct them to bury the rioters in this place."

"But their wounds will rupture and snow will be heavy again..."

"Why are you like this? Is it wrong to let them bury their comrades? Your heart is too dark!"

"puff……"

Ono fell on his back, and a mouthful of old blood sprayed into red mist. In a daze, he heard a big black face saying, "Little Japanese, come two people. This guy is too ugly. He was so angry that he was dragged out and buried!"

"I, I'm still angry..."
Chapter completed!