My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Half a month has passed since the landing and cleaning operation in the Irrawaddy Delta. About [-] New Army soldiers from three regiments have launched an operation to eliminate the remaining little Japanese on the islands one by one.

There were probably more than 2 little Japanese who were driven to the islands at the beginning, but now less than [-] are still able to move. A large number of Japanese soldiers died of hunger and disease, and a considerable number of them even fell under the butcher knives of their compatriots. , became someone else’s ration.

According to Fang Jingyao's idea, he originally planned to besiege but not attack, and let them kill each other and completely starve to death on the island.

However, the situation waits for no one. On the only two battlefields left in Myanmar, the delta side has delayed too much time. Liao Mingyu has issued several telegrams in succession, asking Fang Jingyao's troops to deal with the Japanese army as soon as possible and divide his troops to support the Yangon area. .

There was no way, Jun Zuo's order had to be obeyed, so Fang Jingyao transferred his two divisions to the east and rushed to the Yangon battlefield and the Siam-Myanmar border to make compromises for the overall situation.

However, these last few thousand little devils still need to be dealt with. They are scattered on hundreds of large and small islands. If they are eliminated one by one, it will not only be very expensive, but also time-consuming and labor-intensive. It is simply not realistic at the current time.

So Fang Jingyao changed his strategy, delivered a large amount of food and supplies to the island, and asked the soldiers not to kill them all, but to capture as many prisoners as possible and accept the surrender of the Japs.

Everyone didn't understand it at first, but as time went by after arriving on the island, they gradually realized how harsh the battlefield environment here was.

When the soldiers first landed on the island, they treated the Japanese with one word: kill! Any creature with two legs will be shot with bullets without mercy.

At the beginning, the little devil was really like a lost dog. He was driven out and killed very miserably. The remaining ones who were still able to run dispersed in an instant and hid deep in the woods.

The complex terrain is very suitable for hiding traces, and the islands can be transferred at low tide. Although the Japanese army has almost no resistance, it is difficult to catch those little devils one by one in the jungle on the island in a short time. Like ascending to heaven.

……

All in all, all in all…

The branches in the bamboo forest moved with the wind, and the leaves were blown to the ground.

No one noticed that there were more than a dozen heavily armed soldiers wearing camouflage and green faces hidden in this bamboo forest.

Each of them was in high spirits, with a chilling look on their stern expressions. They were lying motionless on the spot like sculptures, but their eyes were full of shock and fear...

Not far ahead, by a small pond, I saw a Japanese soldier wearing a fart hat and ragged clothes holding a machete to dismember a corpse. His mechanical movements and expressions were extremely depressing.

As for the two corpses lying on the ground, one of the corpses had its legs missing. The corpse was already highly decomposed and covered with fat maggots, as if it was enjoying a gluttonous feast.

The other corpse was not too optimistic either. There were flies and mosquitoes flying all over the sky, and there was a stench of rotten flesh and thick water. Only the arm seemed to be in good condition.

The Japanese soldier used a knife to cut off the good meat from the arm, put it into the helmet prepared nearby, and went to the pond to pour some water. Then he put the helmet on the fire and started to cook it. human flesh…

This horrific scene stunned the members of the reconnaissance company who were observing in the bamboo forest behind.

The little devil was so cruel, even though they were used to seeing life and death on the battlefield, they couldn't help but secretly marvel. Is this still something a human being would do?

Several soldiers with weak psychological endurance almost vomited. It is hard to imagine what kind of encounter these Japanese soldiers would have to behave like beasts.

There was a soldier whose eyelids were trembling and twitching, and he was muttering something about being possessed by ghosts. He seemed a little scared, and then he turned on the safety and pointed the muzzle of his gun at the Japanese soldier's back, preparing to send this beast to drink Meng. Po soup.

"Wait first..."

Qiu Lin suddenly took action and pressed the muzzle of his gun.

"Squad leader, don't you need to kill him?" the soldier asked in confusion. The temper of my squad leader is obvious to all. He will not show any mercy to a kid who can kill him. Why this time...

"Shunzi, Sihu, go...get him, I want to live!" Qiu Lin gave the order after thinking for a moment, not because he was soft-hearted, but because he wanted to see what this little devil who could eat his companions was. Like.

……

At this time, Onozuka Jin no longer had the idea of ​​​​escape. He had been guarding the pond for several days, and the wounds on his thighs and shoulders were increasingly infected.

Although the food problem was temporarily solved, and the two corpses of his former companions could keep him going for a while, his body was getting weaker day by day due to his injuries.

Moreover, due to the hot weather, the corpses were also decaying rapidly, maggots were infested, and the smell was not to mention overpowering. Even after being cooked, there was still an unpleasant rotten smell.

In fact, the taste is secondary, the most important thing is the hurdle in my heart, but what can I do to survive? Onozuka Jin endured the nausea and discomfort and forced himself to eat this unpalatable food. His desire to survive drove him not to compromise with his fate.

Onozuka Jin was still concentrating on cooking food and adding firewood to the fire. Little did he know that two expeditionary soldiers had quietly touched behind him, and by the time he noticed the movement, it was too late.

As soon as he turned his head, the soldier named Shunzi went up and kicked him in the back of the head. He was kicked directly onto the fire, and the soup in the helmet pot was scattered all over the floor.

Before Onozuka Jin could react, Sihu pounced forward, pressing his 170-pound body directly on top of him. He then took out the leggings he had prepared and tied the opponent's hands tightly.

"Hey! Be gentle, don't let him kill you. The squad leader said he would catch him alive!"

Seeing Onozuka Jin, whose face turned purple from being pressed, and who was breathing in and out of breath, Shunzi on the side hurriedly greeted him, fearing that his slutty comrade would be too energetic and sent away.

"Don't worry, I know it!" Sihu replied nonchalantly, and then tied up the opponent's backhand.

At this time, Onozuka was so hungry that he was only skin and bones, and he was really of little weight. The four tigers lifted him up with one hand like a chicken.

After a while, Qiu Lin came out of the woods with seven or eight soldiers.

All around were Chinese soldiers with camouflage painted faces and fierce looks, but Onozuka Ren was trembling with fear, thinking that if he fell into their hands, it would be over.

"Squad leader, what are you doing with this?" Sihu sniffed his nose and didn't understand the purpose of keeping a little devil who cannibalize human flesh.

Looking at the unkempt and thin Japanese soldier in front of him, Qiu Lin felt a little complicated. According to his usual style, it was just a matter of bullets, but in the current situation, indiscriminate killing did not seem to solve the problem.

The orders from above came down just in the past two days, asking the troops to capture as many people as possible and provide them with food and water.

Although he was not sure why he did this, Qiu Lin could guess that keeping these little devils alive might be of great use.

"Did you kill those two Japanese soldiers?"

Qiu Lin asked for no reason, and the soldiers all showed puzzled looks. Are the little devils killing each other in order to survive?

Qiu Lin asked this for a reason. The clothes of the two corpses on the ground were stripped naked. Although they had begun to rot, the external injuries on their bodies were still vaguely visible.

Look carefully...one of them obviously has a bullet penetrating wound on his chest, and the other has a half-finger-long gash in his upper abdomen, which should have been stabbed with a bayonet or other weapon.

Obviously they did not die of hunger or disease, but were killed...

(End of this chapter)