Six hundred and sixteenth chapters can't live, can't die
The remaining 20 Japanese devils were defeated by Yang Jing and the others. Soon, these Japanese devils lost their will to resist and fled in a hurry to pick up their weapons.
Soon, these Japanese evacuated to a winding village road, with two-story stilt buildings on both sides of the village road.
Suddenly, several special forces team members rushed out from the side and blocked the path.
"Baga! Fight with these damn china people!"
The Japanese yelled and cursed in resentment, raised their guns and pulled the trigger at the special forces intercepting them in front.
"Bang!"
"Baoba!——"
There were four gunshots at once, but unfortunately, the purpose of these special forces was to block the Japanese's retreat, that's all.
Seeing the Japanese in front of him lifting their guns, they dodged to the left and right sides and re-entered into the fork next to them.
The oncoming bullets either hit the walls of the stilt house or the bluestone on the ground, and did not cause even a little damage to these special forces.
After hiding into the bunker, the special forces also decisively pulled the trigger and poured the dense rain of bullets towards the Japanese who were fleeing in panic in front.
At this time, Yang Jing also came chasing him with his people.
"Blow me! Beat me hard!"
"Drive away all the kills, no one is left!"
Yang Jing waved his gun and angrily shot the Japanese soldiers blocked on the trail.
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The dense machine guns and submachine gun bullets flew back and forth between the narrow village roads. The Japanese had nowhere to escape. They were attacked on both sides. Their bodies were covered with holes by bullets. They knelt on their feet one after another and collapsed into a limp.
Blood sputtered the walls on both sides.
The gunshot lasted for a few seconds, and all the Japanese on the village road fell into a pool of blood.
Yang Jing lowered his muzzle, walked forward, and inspected the Japanese who fell to the ground.
When he meets a Japanese devil who is not dead, he will fire and re-shoot without any resistance!
"Everyone, search everywhere immediately, I'm my! I'll kill all the invading Eastern Asian fragments, and leave no one behind!"
Yang Jing carried a machine gun and cursed along the village road, searching for the Japanese devils from door to door.
After searching for several families, Yang Jing seemed to hear a heart-wrenching call for help in the northwest corner of the village.
"Help! Help..."
In addition to the woman's shouting, Yang Jing's keen hearing vaguely heard the sound of fighting and messy footsteps in the yard.
Yang Jing immediately stopped and raised his hand to speak action sign language to several special forces members who were moving forward and backward.
The team members immediately understood, took off a tear gas and shock bomb, pulled open the security and threw it into the yard ahead.
"Boom! Boom!"
"Swish, shit..."
"superior!"
After the shock-detonation bomb and tear gas bomb exploded, Yang Jing waved his hand and decisively led two special forces members to rush into the yard from the main entrance.
Two other team members jumped over the adobe wall and jumped in.
There were seven or eight dizzy Japanese in the yard. They couldn't find the direction as if they were drunk, and they were coughing violently.
Two women who had just died were undulating at the door of the main house, and blood flowed all over the floor.
To be precise, it should be a peasant woman and a little girl in her early 10s.
Both of them were dressed without covering their bodies and their hair was messy. You don’t have to think about how cruel humiliation they suffered during their lifetime...
There was also a man in the corner of the yard who was killed by a bayonet with a hatchet in his hand.
The man's chest and lower abdomen were opened, and various internal organs were mixed with blood flowing all over the floor.
He bit his twitchingly, and his turbid eyes revealed endless resentment, and he refused to close his eyes for a long time.
When Yang Jing saw everything in the yard, he seemed to think of something.
This is a family of three, and their wives and daughters were both humiliated by the Japanese. The man in anger wanted to rise up and resist, but was killed by the Japanese.
Perhaps these Japanese devils believed that the enemy did not have much strength and wanted to wait until they could rush to join the large army, which delayed until now.
Yang Jing withdrew his sharp gaze, turned around suddenly, and looked fiercely at the Japanese who were struggling and coughing violently in the yard.
Under the influence of shock-detonation bombs and tear gas, all the Japanese in the yard lost their sense of resistance and ability to resist, and even the guns in their hands were thrown to the ground.
At this time, these Japanese devils were like pork slaughtered on the chopping board!
"I am not allowed to shoot, leave a living place for me. I want these Eastern miscellaneous people to regret entering China! No, I want them to regret coming to this world!"
Yang Jing ordered the special forces members, his tone full of coldness and ruthlessness.
If it was Ma Tong or Bai Laosan here, just based on the eyes that Yang Jing showed at this time, he would know what he was going to do next.
Torture, they are all professional!
"Yes, the group!"
The special forces team tied up all the Japanese devils in the yard.
When you encounter someone who doesn't cooperate, you will hit a few elbows or knees, and you will only try to pick the Japanese's crotch and other fragile areas.
With a heavy mood, Yang Jing slowly walked to the peasant woman and the girl, bent down and covered their bodies with clothes.
The dead are gone, all he can do is to avenge them and retain a little feminine dignity for the dead.
At this time, Lei Ming stepped forward to Yang Jing and asked for instructions: "Gansu, what should we do with these Japanese devils?"
I have to say that in terms of tacit understanding, it is even higher for the guys who came out of the Baoshan Police Force, including Ma Tong, Bai Laosan, Shi Yibiao and Yang Jing.
If they were there, there was no need to ask Yang Jing at all, and they knew what to do.
Yang Jing glanced at the Japanese kids kneeling on the ground and said coldly: "You guys castrate all these Eastern miscellaneous pieces, break the tendons of your hands and feet, and then apply some medicine to them.
I want them to live worse than death. I can’t live, but I can’t die!”
Yang Jing's voice was not high, but it was full of coldness and ruthlessness, like a demon from the Nine Nether Purgatory.
Even Lei Ming next to him couldn't help but feel a chill on his back when he heard this, and he silently paid silence for these Japanese devils in his heart.
"I understand, the team!"
The special forces members pulled out the special forces daggers that were worn on the outside of their thighs, and then pressed the Japanese to the ground.
The Japanese seemed to see what they were going to do, and they were so scared that their eyes were almost glaring out.
"Uh!"
"Uh, uh, uh..."
The screams of a pig-like screaming sounded one after another, and the screams of pain seemed to pierce a person's eardrums.
The most painful thing in the world is not to die tragically, but torture and not to survive or die.
And these Japanese devils are undoubtedly like this now. For them at this moment, death is a luxury.
The Japanese were covered in blood all over their body and limbs, and they were sank in pain. Cold sweat mixed with blood wet their bodies.
It was like a group of wolf pigs that had just been stolen.
Chapter completed!