The War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression Begins in Songhu

Chapter 681 Grand Chorus (Bonus Chapter for Fans of the Multiverse Flow)

Before Ishii, that old Japanese devil, could finish stammering out his words, Hu Biao made his move.

In such a hurry, unlike in other movies, the old Japanese soldier didn't distract him with nonsense while secretly pulling out a pistol, preparing to shoot Hu Biao dead.

Despite being a cowardly old Japanese soldier, Ishii was actually incredibly shrewd.

He knew that even if he killed Hu Biao, he wouldn't survive being surrounded; only by reaching an agreement with Hu Biao could he escape alive.

However, the suggestions he made made Hu Biao feel that the other party was completely insulting his intelligence and personality, and he didn't want to listen to them at all.

Enraged, he took two or three quick steps forward and delivered a powerful whip kick to Ishii's mouth.

The immense force not only knocked back all of Ishii's subsequent transaction details, but also knocked out most of his old teeth, swollen his mouth, and rendered him unable to speak again.

Then, with a few more kicks, he broke all four of the old Japanese soldier's limbs.

Such a violent method can only be described as the way the transmigrators have dealt with Japanese soldiers who they did not intend to kill immediately but whose ability to resist was to be eliminated, ever since the Changchun City incident.

Tie them up? Wouldn't that be too easy on them?

Even so, Hu Biao's anger did not subside in the slightest.

Holding a gasoline can, Ishii, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, collapsed with a gurgling sound as he uttered incomplete words.

He also uttered a deeply hurtful remark: "Are you stupid or am I stupid? If I kill you now, wouldn't all this research data be mine?"

Why should I let you go, just because you look like a dog?

That's right! Hu Biao planned to pack all these things in a vegetable basket and take them back to the modern world.

However, he did not intend to use it to research harmful things like the Japanese soldiers did, but instead planned to secretly give it to the country.

This serves as irrefutable evidence of the numerous crimes committed by the Japanese during World War II.

Ishii, an old Japanese soldier, naturally didn't know what Hu Biao was thinking; but upon hearing such a hurtful remark, he was so enraged that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Although he didn't faint immediately, he suddenly looked ten years older and lost all his energy.

Seeing this, Hu Biao threw away the empty bucket in his hand, took out the last cigarette from his pocket, lit the sand cigarette he had been reluctant to smoke, and started puffing away.

This was meant to be thrown at the old Japanese devil when only the last bit of cigarette butt was left, so that his ugly body and soul would be completely purified in the flames.

Otherwise? Even if you bury this thing's corpse in the ground, it's a huge pollutant and doesn't provide any nutrients at all.

But just as he was about to throw the slightly hot cigarette butt at the collapsed Ishii,...

As a series of hurried footsteps sounded, Old K rushed in and shouted, "You damn bastard! Spare his life!"

A sudden shout startled Hu Biao, making him shudder.

With a flick of his right hand, the cigarette butt, still glowing with a red star, fell straight down into the stone well on the ground.

Hu Biao reacted quickly and kicked out, sending the cigarette butt that was about to hit Ishii flying.

Otherwise, this old Japanese devil would have already started a huge fire that couldn't be put out no matter what.

This scene nearly scared Ishii to death; after taking a deep breath, his eyes regained their sparkle.

According to the person who came, it seems that he can continue to live.

Unfortunately, this joy couldn't even last three seconds, because after quickly calming his breath from running all the way, Old K revealed his true thoughts:

"If you burn him to death like this, wouldn't that be too easy on the Japanese devil?"

Van Gogh had just found a laboratory full of large fleas carrying bacteria; those things were plump and their sheer number was enough to make one's scalp tingle.

Throw that Japanese devil Ishii in there, let him taste the monstrosities they created themselves, that would be truly satisfying.

After hearing this, Hu Biao pondered for two seconds and asked a crucial question:

"If we throw him in, he probably won't die anytime soon. But what if the Japanese dig him out in time after the place collapses? Wouldn't that guy be dead?"

Faced with this question, Old K became even more enthusiastic:
"That would be even better! Even if that old Japanese devil doesn't die by then, he'll probably be so badly infected that he's beyond saving; given the Japanese devils' nature, they'll just burn him alive with a flamethrower."

Just like they did to our fellow citizens before.

At this point, Hu Biao had no more doubts. He grabbed Ishii by the collar and dragged him along with Old K like a dead dog. During the process, he could see Ishii's body trembling violently.

His mouth kept opening and closing, but he couldn't utter a single complete word. However, from the shape of his mouth, Hu Biao could clearly distinguish that it was a classic Japanese line:

Yama de...

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Not long after, Hu Biao arrived at the top of a sealed laboratory with thick glass. Just as Old K had said, it was teeming with fleas, each one plump and chubby.

Van Gogh and a large group of people had been waiting here for some time.

They were surrounding a middle-aged man dressed in Manchukuo-style clothing, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and staring at him as if he were livestock.

Upon getting closer, Hu Biao learned that this guy was actually a member of the royal family of the puppet state of Manchukuo, the older brother of that Fangzi, and a traitor who had provided countless assistance to Unit 731.

After spitting at the traitorous dog with a "pui" sound.

Hu Biao said, "Let's get started! Throw these two things in, then fill them with explosives and pour in gasoline as needed. Let's destroy this den of iniquity as soon as possible so we can retreat quickly."

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement; at the same time, they ripped open the laboratory lid and threw Ishii and that traitor inside.

Then they all went about their business, making the final arrangements to destroy the place.

Oh, right! After walking only ten meters or so, everyone couldn't help but look back and find that in such a short time, Ishii and the other two were covered in fleas.

Their faces and eyes were filled with endless despair and fear...

Ten minutes later, Hu Biao, dragging a long fuse in his hand, returned to the courtyard with the incinerator through the passage he had just entered.

They saw Old Ma and his group escorting several Japanese researchers into the courtyard.

Hu Biao immediately flew into a rage and started cursing loudly:

"One-Eyed Dragon, you've turned people into idiots by acting as a thought teacher; these things aren't even human, and you're planning to keep them as prisoners?"
Since you're so compassionate, why don't you just treat them like royalty?

Old Ma glared through his single eye outside the leather cover and retorted without hesitation:

"Bullshit! I think it's too kind of me to kill them so easily, so I specially left a few behind to personally skin them alive at the end."

See these brothers? They have a lot of experience, and they've all promised to give me some pointers.

Under this premise, several men from a humble background proudly puffed out their chests.

Covering his face, Hu Biao replied:
"Hurry up, everyone needs to assemble in twenty minutes, light the last fire and the fuse, and then we need to evacuate."

"Twenty minutes! A little less, and I could have had them slashed all night, but they wouldn't have stopped breathing." A man with a full beard muttered regretfully...

Twenty minutes later, Hu Biao pulled out a signal gun and fired a bright green signal flare into the air.

Upon seeing the signal flare that signaled assembly and retreat, everyone converged in the direction of Hu Biao.

Before long, two or three thousand people had gathered.

Of these people, apart from the approximately 700 transmigrators and KL warriors, the rest were innocent villagers and Russians rescued during tonight's operation.

Thinking of how the vast majority of his fellow villagers had finally escaped a tragic fate, Hu Biao and the others, who had been feeling suppressed and miserable all night, felt relieved.

One man, in particular, suddenly shouted, "Wife!"

Then he rushed out and found himself embracing a heavily pregnant woman, who was probably due to give birth in a few days, crying and laughing together.

The group of time travelers felt an indescribable sense of joy and pride.

After lighting a fuse, Hu Biao shouted, "Let's go!"

After saying that, he turned around and strode towards the Lesser Khingan Mountains to the north.

As I walked, I couldn't help but sing the only Northeast Errenzhuan (a type of folk opera) I knew: "The first month of the lunar calendar is the New Year, the first day of the Lunar New Year~"

As soon as one line was finished, AT quickly chimed in: "Families reunite, young people wish their elders a Happy New Year~"

Then everyone joined in, turning the Errenzhuan (a traditional Chinese folk art form) song "Little New Year's Greeting" into a grand chorus; with such resounding singing, their steps became faster and more powerful...

(End of this chapter)