Bright Sword: I am an undercover agent in the puppet army

Chapter 61 Xu Yang: Zhu Ziming, I originally wanted to give you another chance to live, but you didn’t cherish it!

The Japanese soldiers at the same table were all stunned. The bespectacled translator Qin Shousheng also stared at Xu Yang in astonishment: "Captain Xu? What are you doing?"

What responded to him was the sound of a gunshot, and then the traitor ended his sinful life.

"Clap clap clap!"

Xu Yang kept moving and pulled the trigger continuously, each shot hitting the head. He killed several Japanese soldiers at the same table with such speed that these guys didn't even have a chance to draw their guns.

The sound of gunfire is the order!

The twenty or thirty straw men who were lying in ambush outside the yard rushed in immediately. They surrounded the Japanese soldiers who were having their meal and decisively pulled the trigger.

"Da da da!"

“Pah, pah, pah, pah!——”

The sound of gunfire, like popping beans, seemed to stimulate the male hormones of these idiots, causing their adrenaline to surge and temporarily forget their fear.

It happened suddenly!

Before these Japanese soldiers could react to what was happening, they were pierced through the body by the dense rain of bullets and fell in a pool of blood, screaming in agony.

massacre!

This is completely a one-sided massacre!

These Japanese soldiers had originally placed their weapons aside while eating. In addition, Xu Yang added croton seeds, which can even cause diarrhea in mules, into their food, causing them to suffer from unbearable abdominal pain. Many of them even defecated in their crotches.

In addition, these Japanese devils never dreamed that the Imperial Army, which had always been loyal to them, would suddenly kill them at this time.

The defenseless Japanese soldiers had no fighting power at all and were just a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

"Puff puff puff puff..."

Bullets mixed with fire flew all over the yard, constantly harvesting the lives of the Japanese soldiers, and even the dishes on the table suffered, making bursts of crisp shattering sounds...

Those Japanese soldiers who rushed into the toilet were lucky enough to escape with their lives.

They heard gunshots outside and didn't know what was happening. Many of them didn't even bother to wipe their butts and rushed out while holding up their pants.

As a result, Shi Yibiao had already set up the machine gun, and Xu Yang, Ma Tong, Niu Dazhuang and others pulled the trigger one after another.

"Da da da!--"

“Pah, pah, pah, pah!——”

As soon as a few Japanese soldiers rushed to the door of the toilet, their bodies were pierced by bullets, feces and urine flew everywhere, and they fell to the ground twitching.

The Japanese soldiers behind were so frightened that they immediately shrank back.

However, they had no weapons and were doomed to die hiding in the toilet.

The idiots of the Third Independent Battalion fired across the wall. The dense rain of bullets made transparent holes in the earthen wall, and smoke and dust rose up, and brick chips flew everywhere.

Xu Yang said: "Grenade!"

Several idiots immediately took out the grenades, pulled the fuses, and under the cover of rain of bullets, rushed forward and threw the grenades in through the doors and windows.

"Boom!"

"Boom, boom, boom!——"

The raging shock wave blew off the roof, and the tiles on it kept falling down with a "clatter".

Two grenades were accidentally thrown into the pit, stirring up a large amount of manure water and yellow-black feces that had not yet dissolved, which scattered everywhere.

"Stop shooting!"

Xu Yang stopped the shooting, holding the gun, and rushed into the toilet quickly and cautiously. Several Japanese soldiers inside were already lying on the ground lifeless.

Their bodies were covered with shrapnel, blood was flowing, and they were doused with a thick layer of feces. It was as disgusting as it could be.

After making sure that no one was left alive, Xu Yang immediately retreated: "Pooh! Pooh! Pooh!" "Clean up the scene quickly!"

"Ma Tong, take a few brothers with you, put on the Japanese uniforms and pretend to be Japanese soldiers, and go interrogate the Eighth Route Army underground party member in the woodshed to see if he will betray us."

Xu Yang plans to give Zhu Ziming another chance.

If he is a proud man and would rather die than surrender, then you can consider sparing his life.

On the contrary, if he was still as weak as he was in "Drawing Sword", and could not withstand the torture of the Japanese, he would betray the party and the country and sell out himself and the Eighth Route Army.

Then Xu Yang would not have any psychological burden if he killed the other party.

"Yes!"

Ma Tong responded, and together with two idiots from the second company, found the bodies of Japanese soldiers of suitable size, stripped off their uniforms and put them on themselves, then used black paint from the bottom of a pot to draw a tuft of hair under his nose.

"Squeak!——"

The door of the woodshed opened and Zhu Ziming was still lying on the ground like a dead dog.

Ma Tong signaled his men to bring a basin of cold water, and then closed the door of the woodshed again.

“Crash!——”

A basin of cold water was poured on his face, and Zhu Ziming slowly woke up. Then, boundless pain was transmitted from all over his body to his brain through the nerves, causing him to twitch uncontrollably.

He opened his eyes with great effort. The doors and windows were closed. In the dim woodshed, he could only vaguely see three Japanese soldiers standing close to him, but he could not see their faces at all.

Ma Tong pulled the smelly socks out of Zhu Ziming's mouth, swung the whip in his hand and whipped him hard.

"pia!"

"pia, pia, pia!——"

As the sound of the whip rang out, blood marks immediately appeared on Zhu Ziming's body, and he couldn't stop screaming.

After whipping for a few minutes, Ma Tong imitated the tone of the Japanese speaking Chinese and asked viciously: "Baga! How dare you not answer my question? I want to see which is harder, your mouth or the whip in my hand!"

Zhu Ziming was about to cry. He said with his dying breath: "You...you should ask me a question."

"Nani?"

Ma Tong was stunned. He was only remembering the instructions from Battalion Commander Xu Yang to give this kid a good beating, but he forgot to ask questions.

"Uh-huh!"

Ma Tong cleared his throat to hide his embarrassment, and then asked, "What's your name, unit number, and position?"

Zhu Ziming: "Zhu Ziming, Security Officer of the Independent Regiment of the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army."

Xu Yang, who was standing outside the woodshed, was extremely disappointed. He didn't expect Zhu Ziming to be so soft-hearted that he confessed his identity after just a beating.

Ma Tong asked again: "Where is your independent regiment stationed? Who among the Imperial Army are spies of your Eighth Route Army?"

Zhu Ziming was silent for a long time. Thinking of Xu Yang's humiliation of him, a hint of resentment gradually emerged in his eyes, and he slowly said: "Our regiment is stationed in Yangcun, Xu Yang in Liuzhuang stronghold, he is our Eighth Route Army undercover.

Not only did this person let go of our regiment's staff officer Liang Kang more than a month ago, he also provided our Eighth Route Army with a large amount of intelligence information.

It was he who provided the information about your Japanese army attacking the 358th Regiment!"

With a "bang" sound, the door of the woodshed was kicked open from the outside, and then a tall figure walked in from outside.

After a brief blindness, Zhu Ziming gradually saw the face of the visitor through the light coming in from the gate.

He thought Xu Yang was going to take the opportunity to argue, so he immediately threw the can down the drain and shouted, "It's him, it's this man, he is a spy from our Eighth Route Army lurking in your ranks..."

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(End of this chapter)