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Chapter 165 Devil's Tongue
Trench work outside Wollongong.

The soldiers of the first battalion supervised the work of the little devils with Mauser rifles.

More than a dozen little devils are digging fortifications for Liang Shanhao.

From morning to noon, the little devil didn't drink a drop of water or touch the rice, so he almost didn't stop.

With a smirk on his face, Ryoma shouted: "Tuanza, I never imagined that we could let the little devil experience the feeling of torturing a prisoner!"

With a smirk on his face, Liang Shanhao shouted: "This trick is to treat others in the same way as others, and let the little devils dig trenches. It's good!"

At this time, the leader of the Devil Squadron was so tired that he almost couldn't hold it anymore!

A ghost stepped forward to help.

Apart from anything else, Liang Shanhao raised the Ying 77 in his hand and shot three consecutive bursts.

Bang bang bang!
Three bullets hit the floating soil beside the trench, and the leader of the Devil Squadron couldn't help but shiver with fright.

Holding the gun on his left shoulder, Liang Shanhao shouted: "What? Did I tell you to stop! I didn't nod, no one is allowed to stop, I must dig this traffic trench today!"

The leader of the devil squadron shouted: "I protest!"

Liang Shanhao shouted: "You protest? What are you protesting for?"

The leader of the devil squadron shouted: "You have violated the Geneva Convention, you have no right to force us to do trench work!"

With a sneer, Liang Shanhao shouted: "Geneva Convention? When your Japanese army massacred civilians and prisoners in Nanjing, didn't we think of the Geneva Convention?"

Without saying a word, Liang Shanhao raised the Ying 77 to shoot in a demonstrative manner.

Bang bang bang!
Three bullets hit the leader of the devil squadron.

The leader of the Devil Squadron had to continue digging traffic trenches.

Soon, it was lunch time, and the cooking team brought two barrels of steamed buns and half a barrel of braised pheasant meat.

One of the buckets of steamed buns was specially treated under the guidance of Liang Shanhao.

Across the long distance, the soldiers asked about the smell of pheasant meat, and they all salivated!

Liang Shanhao yelled: "Brothers, it's time to eat!"

The steamed buns are served with braised pheasant meat, which is delicious for the soldiers.

The devil captive swallowed his saliva.

Grabbing a pheasant leg until his mouth was dripping with oil, Liang Shanhao shouted, "Are you hungry?"

Nodding like a pounding garlic, the leader of the Devil Squadron shouted: "Hungry!"

Picking up a chicken leg again, Liang Shanhao shouted: "Longma, give each of the devils a bun!"

Longma replied: "Yes!"

Long Ma grabbed a basket of buns and threw them into the pile of devils and prisoners of war.

The specially processed buns fell into the traffic trench one by one, and they were all covered with mud.

The devil prisoners were already starving, and they scrambled to grab the steamed buns on the ground.

The Devil Squadron Leader obviously lacked the dignity of a squadron leader, and he went to cut the steamed buns on the ground like a pug.

After taking a big bite, the devil's squadron leader showed a subtle expression on his face.

Before he finished eating the steamed buns in his hand, a devil's subordinate shouted: "Your Excellency, Squadron Leader, what's the matter? There's something wrong with this steamed bun!"

He spat out the bun in his mouth, and the leader of the Devil Squadron scolded: "Baga, the stuffing of this bun is not right!"

He took a bite of the bun, and the devil's expression was full of disgust: "Damn China Army, the China Army actually dropped pheasant shit on the bun!"

At this time, the other devils also noticed that the buns were different, and threw the buns in their hands to the ground.

Violently throwing the half-eaten bun to the ground, the leader of the Devil Squadron yelled at Liang Shanhao: "Baga! Why are you giving me such a bun? You are so inhuman!"

Sucking the leg bone of the pheasant, Liang Shanhao laughed and said, "This is all my reward! If you like to eat it or not, if you don't eat it, hurry up and work for me!"

The leader of the ghost squadron shouted: "I want to eat your meat!"

Raising his eyebrows, Ryoma shouted: "You want to eat meat now? It's too late! Hurry up and finish eating the steamed buns on the ground, and hurry up to work!"

The leader of the devil squadron shook his head at the other devil prisoners.

There are no birds, dragons and horses in the captives of the devils.

Bang!
Suddenly raised the Ying 77 rifle to warn, Liang Shanhao shouted: "Why don't you want to eat steamed buns, you want to eat guns?"

The soldiers of the first battalion raised their Mauser rifles and greeted the devil prisoners in a deterrent manner.

The devils and captives could only obediently continue digging trenches.

Waving the shovel, the leader of the Devil Squadron suddenly had a new idea.

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Regiment Command Room.

Liang Shanhao was in the room thinking about how to deal with the devil captives next.

If the devils from the Guan family formation came to encircle and suppress Wolonggang, then Liang Shanhao would not have extra troops to guard the devils' captives.

During the Spring and Autumn Period, in order to deal with the hundreds of thousands of prisoners of Zhao, Bai Qi killed all the prisoners of Zhao.

It's not that Liang Shanhao hasn't used such murderous intentions before.

But to kill these devils so blatantly, wouldn't it be the same as the little devils in Nanjing.

There must be a reason for everything!
Liang Shanhao must find a reasonable way to deal with the devils' captives.

But Liang Shanhao thought about it and couldn't find a reasonable solution.

At this time, Wang Daniu brought in a commoner with an injured arm.

Liang Shanhao shouted: "What's going on?"

Wang Daniu shouted: "Tuan Zuo, this is a devil's tongue I caught when I was hunting wild boars at the foot of the mountain."

Liang Shanhao shouted: "Oh, the little devil came to scout our camp?"

The tongue of the devil with his hands tied behind his back was pushed up.

Looking up and down the devil's tongue, Liang Shanhao shouted: "What are you doing here?"

Turning his head to one side, the devil shouted with his tongue: "It's not like I won't tell you!"

Liang Shanhao smiled slightly and said, "Playing bushido with me? Let me tell you, it's useless here! If you confess, you will be lenient, if you resist, you will be strict, and tell the truth, I will spare you!"

The devil shouted with his tongue: "It's up to you to kill or cut! The warriors of our Great Japanese Imperial Army will not be afraid of death!"

Liang Shanhao kicked the devil's tongue hard.

The devil's tongue fell out of his mouth, and his two front teeth were cracked!

Liang Shanhao yelled: "Yo ho, your mouth is still quite hard, if you don't say it, if you don't say it, I can really kill you now!"

The devil shouted with his tongue: "You can't kill prisoners!"

Liang Shanhao shouted: "According to the Geneva Convention, you are not a prisoner, but a spy, and a spy can be executed directly. This is absolutely reasonable!"

A smirk appeared on his face, and the devil shouted with his tongue: "Yes, I'm here to scout Wollongong. My superior has already brought out the information here. Soon our Imperial Japanese Army will wipe out Wollongong."

Liang Shanhao shouted: "The tone is not small!"

Wang Daniu shouted: "Tuan Zuo, give me a quick word, I will kill this spy!"

Slightly pondering, Liang Shanhao shouted: "Find a place where no one is around and dispose of it, and don't let other devils see it!"

Wang Daniu replied: "Yes!"

Two soldiers with live ammunition held the devil's tongue and walked towards the deep stream behind the mountain.

After a while, a dead body was thrown from the side of the rope bridge.

(End of this chapter)