My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 447
At the temporary pontoon bridge across the Nandu River, a group of Japanese soldiers with their wrists tied were being escorted to the west bank.

First class soldier Yang Gongwang held a cane in his hand. Whenever he saw a Japanese soldier move slowly, he would slap him twice without saying a word. They all want to kill a few to vent their anger in public.

"Awang, tell them to move faster, as if they haven't eaten."

"Understood the company commander."

Yang Gongwang agreed, turned his head, rolled up his sleeves, and growled viciously: "Ghaha! Hurry up! A bunch of bastards, and I'll kill you all with bloody ink stains!"

Snapped!Snapped!
The cane was pulled hard on the back of a little devil, and the huge force directly knocked him to the ground. Before the latter could stand up, Yang Gongwang stepped forward to make up a few more feet, until the Japanese soldier beat his head and begged for mercy. He just gave up.

Seeing this 1.8-meter tall terrifying man, the other Japanese soldiers lowered their heads in fear, not daring to have the slightest desire to resist.

Yang Gongwang snorted coldly, obviously he was still angry. He originally belonged to the 49th Army of the Northeast Army. After the September [-]th Incident, the army was broken up and reorganized. Supplementary sources of troops entered the third regiment of the honorary third division.

Like most people in the Northeast, Yang Gongwang also cherishes the yearning for his hometown and the incomparable hatred for the little devils, but the successive defeats in the past made them almost numb to losing, and the continuous departure of family members and comrades made people even more devastated.

It was only after he arrived in the third division that he realized that wars could still be fought like this, and that those Japanese whom he hated could become his own prisoners one day.

"Hmph! These bastards should all be shot, and they'll be useful if they're caught!"

"Awang, keep your voice down, this is the order of the superior, we just do it."

Yang Gongwang's constant complaints caught the attention of the squad leader, who came over and softly comforted him:
"You may not know our Junzuo's temper, hehe... When the time comes, these little devils may feel worse alive than dead."

The squad leader looked at these little devils with a smile, and had to say...the military quality of the Japanese is really good, the marching formation is very neat, even if they are captured, they maintain good discipline.

"Ah...cough cough..."

The Japanese soldier who was knocked down groaned in pain on the ground, his blood soared so much that he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"Get up quickly! Go forward, hurry up!"

Soon two soldiers approached and roughly pulled him up and pushed him back into the line.

Enduring the severe pain, the Japanese soldier wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth with his hand and thought, his eyes were full of pain and despair, and he had no idea what was waiting for them next.

Thinking of this...he couldn't help but look at the rifle in the hands of the Huaxia soldier next to him, and there was a gleam in his eyes.

Rather than being tortured later, it is better to fight them now, even if you are lucky, you can still earn one if you die.

At this time, a young Japanese soldier quietly approached him and whispered to him, "Hecun, calm down, don't give up no matter what, only by living can there be hope."

"Ryota?"

Mrs. Liang nodded to him, and was about to say something more, but Yang Gongwang next to her yelled: "What are you talking about!? Whisper again, I will send you to the west!"

"Hey! わかりました..."

Although she couldn't understand the other party's words, Ryota still lowered her posture, bowed at ninety degrees respectfully, and bowed to the other party.

Such an attitude made Yang Gongwang a little embarrassed. He didn't understand why this little devil was so humble, so he suddenly became so humble.

The other Japanese soldiers around cast contemptuous glances at him, but Ryota didn't notice it, and returned to the team after bending down again.

"Hmph!" Yang Gongwang frowned and snorted coldly. He was too embarrassed to do anything again, waved the cane in the air, squinted his eyes and looked deeply at the Japanese soldier.

Liang who returned to the team was too relieved, it seemed that he had done the right thing, and he kept comforting himself in his heart, as long as he was alive, he was better than anything else.

Ants are still alive, let alone humans... as long as they can survive, even if they are made to kneel in public now, they will not hesitate.

Soon the prisoners of war were sent to the camp of the 3rd division and one regiment. Long Wenwen designated a special area here to house these prisoners. After a while... the gang leader came over carrying several buckets of rice soup and hard overnight steamed buns.

Suddenly... the sound of swallowing a lot of saliva sounded, and the Japanese army immediately began to riot. Although it was just a group of soldiers left over from eating yesterday, in the eyes of these hungry little devils, it was the supreme It's delicious.

"Bang bang bang bang!!"

Yao Ma pulled the bolt of the gun and shot into the sky, and the scene fell silent instantly.

"Fucking shit... please be quiet! If you want to eat, just obey the arrangement. If anyone dares to disobey the order, I will ask him to eat the gun!"

After finishing speaking, a Japanese soldier next to him immediately translated his words. Although the Japanese were going crazy with hunger, they still chose to be rational in the face of their lives.

"Okay, the front ones come first, one bowl of rice soup and one steamed bun per person, hurry up!"

Hearing this, the little devil couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed towards Mitang and Brow like crazy,

The gang leader put down the food, looked at the group of prisoners with distaste, threw down a few big iron spoons, turned around and left, and let the little devils wantonly plunder in the soup bucket.

"Hehe... You son of a bitch, I'm so hungry, haha..." Yao Ma laughed while carrying a submachine gun, as if he was watching a group of hungry dogs baring their teeth for bones.

On a small hill in the distance, Long Wenwen carefully watched this good show with a telescope, and a mean smile appeared on the corner of his mouth from time to time.

Standing here are several important senior officials of the 88th Army. They gathered here quietly, and they seemed to be expressing their views on the Japanese prisoners of war.

"Keep those melon rinds for sprinkles? Let's say... let him clean up after a meal." The Gaoji man who didn't know what was going on complained, and he felt in his heart that it was meaningless to do so.

"Brother Gao, don't worry, everything has its two sides, and all of these are orders from Jun Zuo, you and I just need to wait for the result to know..." Fang Jingyao said with something in his words. Smiling, with a breezy look that is unpredictable.

"Only two hundred captives, what's the point..." Gao Ji still didn't quite understand, and muttered to himself.

"Junzuo always has a clear purpose in doing things, and he doesn't do meaningless and useless work. Presumably, he has his intentions." Chen Jize's eyes were stern. He knew Liao Mingyu very well, and he was willing to believe in all the latter's decisions.

"I agree, Jun Zuo must have his plan, so let's stop guessing." A Yi quickly nodded in agreement, indicating that there was nothing wrong with what he said.

"Oh, you can still do it like this. It seems that you can really do anything if you are crazy hungry."

Long Wenwen muttered to himself while holding up the binoculars, as if some good scene appeared in his sight, his expression was so colorful.

"Hey...Old Fang, is Jun Zuo's next order here?"

"Jun Zuo has returned to Nankan, and is going to discuss with Commander Fan about the reorganization of the new army." Fang Jingyao replied.

The current organization of the troops is obviously no longer able to meet the new battle situation, and perhaps the troops will undergo great changes in the near future.

In the battle last night, more than 72 Japanese troops from the 4000nd Brigade were basically wiped out. A total of more than 650 prisoners were captured on the two battlefields.

As for those wounded soldiers who couldn't take care of themselves, Long Wenwen didn't intend to be indifferent, who was happy to use precious medicine to save these grandchildren, the soldiers immediately sent them to see Auntie Amaterasu with bullets.

The reason why Liao Mingyu didn't kill other Japanese prisoners this time was also after deep consideration. Just killing and stopping killing won't work. This would force the Japanese to dare not surrender. Two or three 10,000+, this is not enough to kill.

So some parties have to use some means to weaken their sense of resistance with a soft policy. As long as their reputation is made public, they will not be afraid of some people's indifference. Bushido lunatic, if you want to enter Malaysia in the future, maybe these captives will be of great use.

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(End of this chapter)