The country is broken

Although the voice is not loud, the people around can hear clearly. In Japan, the family origins in ancient times were strictly hierarchical. Although they tried to imitate Westernization after the Meiji Restoration, they learned nondescript. The social hierarchy left over from the past often restricted people. Japanese thinking.

"You, what are you talking about?! ~You fat pig!~" The soldier who was called a pariah by Yamada was caught in a shortcoming, and immediately fell into a rage, his face flushed, and he drew out his bayonet to give him a good lesson.

No Japanese soldier has ever been stained with human blood. There is no objection to fighting in the army. Apart from affecting the march and incurring scolding from the officers, it is fine as long as no one is killed. Finally, the enemy was not killed, and a few of his own people were injured or injured first. Such a so-called internal friction might have to sit together in a military court, and a few Japanese soldiers on the side hurriedly stopped him.

Seeing that the soldier who was born as a pariah dared to treat someone from a noble family like him with such an attitude, Yamada-kun was also furious. Eight guns also pulled the bolt to kill the opponent.

People who approached surrounded them, some were trying to persuade them to fight, and some were watching the fun. A small abnormal group of people appeared in the long procession, and it was getting bigger and bigger. [

As if aware of the abnormal noise in the team, a small team leader rushed over, mouthful of "baga", and whipped the suspicious people with the whip in his hand until the crowd was dispersed.

After a while, the two people, who seemed to be fighting to the death, were pulled away far away, but they were still within the range of mutual visibility, staring at each other with resentful eyes from time to time.

Don't look at the appearance of the Japanese devils who invaded China with sincerity and unity on the surface. In fact, they are full of contradictions within themselves. This contradiction comes from the contradictions of social classes and family interests. To a certain extent, these contradictions were temporarily alleviated, and these contradictions may even intensify to bring Japan back to the era of civil war and civil war. There are also many contradictions among junior officers and soldiers, and there are even private framing of each other.The behavior of shooting black guns, this kind of internal violence is extremely common.

A very ordinary dispute subsided, and the Japanese devil soldiers in the brigade continued to keep the team moving forward as if nothing had happened.

The calm team began to chat as usual. It was always depressing to go all the way, but fortunately, no officer would specifically ask the soldiers below to keep their mouths shut when they were on the road.

"China is so big and has so many people. What would it look like if they were trained like us and armed with the same weapons as us?"

The speaker's heart, the listener's intention, and a few quick-witted devils fought a cold war. If that was the case, the whole of Japan's military power would not be swallowed up like a small boat being swallowed by the sea and sky. None left.

But soon they put aside this idea, and began to laugh and say: "How is this possible? The Chinese people are not united and scattered. They dare not resist. Have you ever seen a pig armed with a rifle and a bayonet? No matter how the pig is armed, it is still the same Pigs, it’s not the same as being slaughtered by others.”

Suddenly a hand covered with thick and long hairs slapped heavily on the forehead of the devil soldier who had just started to speak, causing him to look back in fright.It turned out to be their squad leader. The ghost squad leader glanced at him, with no expression on his face, but said in a rough voice: "Boy, if you want to live longer, you should never think about these things. God Amaterasu will always bless us." Yamato nation."

Chen Simao, who was hiding in the thatch, watched the devil soldiers passing by in horror while counting the number of devil soldiers passing by, and his face became paler as he went to the back.There are only 7000 people in the front, and it seems that there are more than half of them in the back.

Just as Chen Simao held his breath and waited for the devils to pass by, unexpectedly, a pheasant flew out of the bushes behind him, which caught the devils' attention, and several binoculars took aim at it.

Before they had time to move quietly, the devil's mortar fired a tentative shot at the place where the pheasant flew, and the thatch was scattered with a sound, although Chen Simao was not bombed.But the shock caused the thatch branches to disperse, exposing his figure.

"Eight ways! ~" This is the first conditional reflex of the devils.

"Give it up!~" Since only one person was seen, the devil officers excitedly drew out their command knives and howled crazily at Chen Simao's hiding place.

"Bah!~Sinister devil~" Chen Simao spat out the grass roots in his mouth fiercely, it was really unlucky, this damn pheasant, he didn't say anything, before the mortar and dense gunfire shot at his hiding place He dragged his red-tasseled gun and ran away, without a rifle in his hand, confronting such a large group of devils was purely courting death, he still had a little self-knowledge.

The dark chicken in the corner of the eye has been blown up by the devil's cannon, leaving only a few beautiful feathers hanging on the grass stem.

The devil's mortars kept exploding around Chen Simao, blowing thatch flying all over the sky. If the thatch hadn't grown too densely, the radiating pieces would have hurt him long ago.

The devil brigade still kept marching, and several teams of devils yelled and outflanked Chen Simao. For them, there was probably no anti-Japanese team in this area that could touch their main division.

As soon as he rushed down the small slope of the hill, the mortars could no longer touch him, but the devil soldiers had already caught up, and the finger-sized guns beat the grass stalks and branches around him with a whistling sound. Occasionally a grenade or two would set off a flame that would make him stagger. [

"Fuck you, you're still bullying people!~" Chen Simao hated that he didn't have a gun in his hand, and suddenly threw the red-tasseled gun in his hand towards the place with the most movement behind him.

A black shadow flew over the thatched grass, and suddenly there was an earth-shattering howl from behind Chen Simao. It seemed that the blind cat encountered a dead mouse, and he was surprised.

"That's enough!~" Chen Simao was overjoyed, and even let go of his feet and ran straight.

The throwing of the red-tasseled gun made the devil soldiers understand his position even more. Before running far, Chen Simao only felt a numbness in his right leg, and suddenly lost control of his right leg and threw himself on the ground.

"You bastard!~" Until this time, Chen Simao didn't forget to scold the enemy. He still grabbed the soil on the ground and tried to stand up, but failed several times. His bones seemed to be broken by a quilt. .

Suddenly a ghost soldier pulled out the grass and rushed out, and found Chen Simao lying on the ground, he was startled at first, and then suddenly shouted: "Where are you here!~"