.    Chapter 567: Stop killing with killing

"Hmph, they are really a group of people who don't know how to live or die!"

Gan Daoguang threw a confession obtained from several white thugs captured on the table. The white devil did not hide his atrocities of his abuse and killed four Chinese people. He also made a specimen of one of them and placed them in his study, using various prey specimens obtained from hunting as capital for showing off.

On this desktop is gathering more and more testimony and information, and the cause and process of this massacre are becoming clearer and clearer.

The entire data collection process only lasted for seventeen hours, but only these seventeen hours were enough. Data of more than two feet thick had been piled up on Mo Xiong's temporary podium.

The information that followed was still being sent here. What accumulates faster than these information is the anger that is about to erupt in the hearts of the soldiers.

"Prepare, get a execution ground out, kill a few of them first to establish their authority!" Liu Jianfeng's eyes were bloody and red, some were made up of information overnight, and one day he saw too many angry things that were stimulating.

"No need for the execution ground, it's a joke..."

A voice suddenly came out of the room. When everyone looked back, they found that it was Nong Pengming, the commander who was known for his ruthlessness in the army. Mo Xiong, Liu Jianfeng and others were very surprised by his appearance.

This man was almost a veteran at the beginning of the Hualian rebellion. He served as a division commander in the main legion. Later, he seemed to have been demoted many times for the massacre of prisoners of war and civilians. It was a few years ago that he last appeared in the army.

Nong Pengming has always been well-known among senior Chinese military officials for his radical nationalist arguments, and as a non-military person, he set foot on Australia's land where the smoke of gunpowder had not yet dissipated at this sensitive moment, and his purpose was very intriguing.

Nong Peng walked into the room happily. Although his expression and expression seemed quite relaxed, the smile on the corner of his mouth remained the same as before. His handsome and weird temperament even showed a handsome beauty. But everyone in the room looked like this smile was so terrifying.

Because everyone who is familiar with Nong Pengming knows that he was a young man who loved to laugh before he joined the army. After joining the army, he always treated setbacks and honors with his signature smile. However, after the massacre of Japanese prisoners, this smile disappeared.

Some people say that he is too damned and will not laugh, some people say that he is carrying too much blood and energy, corpse and energy, and the Yin will not laugh, but everyone recognizes that when his smile comes out again, it means that there is another place to flow into a river of blood!

"Teacher Agriculture, although everyone here is his own, please pay attention to the influence of his words..."

Mo Xiong still called Nong Pengming his position before retirement, reminding the other party that some things in his words were easily caught and attacked him or some other people.

There is no need to attack Nong Pengming. After all, this man has been ups and downs in the army so many times, and he is famous because of his slaughter of prisoners and his ruthlessness. For him, fame is not as important as venting the anger in his heart.

What's more, Nong Pengming has long since retired from the army, but his words contain other things, which will make people interested or involve some noble people.

"Hehe, there is no need to be so obscure. In fact, when you saw that the First Army Aviation Brigade of our Expeditionary Army and the Xuantie Security Company were dispatched here, you had already had a premonition that these things that were not on the table. Or, you have already predicted that these things now are all smart people, so you don't need to hide them like this!"

Nong Pengming said something discolored without caring. When Nong Pengming, known as a bloody butcher, said this, the faces of the people present changed to varying degrees. Liu Jianfeng even grabbed Mo Xiong's arm and asked:

"Captain, what is Commander Nong talking about? Did you know from the beginning that this kind of thing would happen?!"

"It's not that I know, but that I have a premonition." Mo Xiong sighed secretly when he heard this.

It is not expected, nor has it been predicted and known in advance. Although the words and expressions of the two are similar, they have different differences. Premonition is just a guess in the heart, or estimation. To a certain extent, if the proportion of occurrence is calculated, it will be half or half of the occurrence and no occurrence.

The predictions are different. It is expected that the proportion that has happened is more than not. Many veterans have this kind of premonition on the battlefield, but what they learn to predict is the conclusion that the officers speculated about future situations and forms. Liu Jianfeng has not yet reached the level of Mo Xiong, so he naturally cannot predict these things.

"Captain Mo, there is no need to hide anything from your old brother. Some things are better to say. Otherwise, your old comrade-in-arms interfere with the decisions above. Maybe he has done bad things with kind intentions, but maybe he has to find another slaughter site like this as an excuse."

Nong Pengming's last sentence changed everyone's expressions. If what he said before was a bit ambiguous, then the following words would reveal the secret.

Gan Daoguang, Liu Jianfeng and Li Weigang immediately closed the door and window of the temporary command center separately. Now, there were only a group of core personnel left in the room.

"Mysterious Nong! Explain it clearly to me!" Liu Jianfeng asked with great force at Nong Pengming's collar, as if he did not take the other party's strong military background and qualifications seriously.

"Hei Chai, let go of Mr. Nong, this is not as simple as you imagined!" Mo Xiong pulled Liu Jianfeng away and pressed him on the stool, and then slowly explained to everyone. However, no one noticed that his name to Nong Pengming had quietly changed.

"Mr. Nong is right. When I saw the external dispatch team of Xuantien Security Company coming, I felt this way, because if I wanted to help with the battle, I just had to send the First Army Air Brigade. There was no need to send troops of the civilian mercenary nature of Xuantien Security Company. What's more, Mr. Nong's reputation is not known for his fierce fighting, but because he dares to abuse the enemy, slaughter prisoners, and even..."

"I even dare to massacre the enemy people! There is no taboo. There is no general here, nor any official title. I only have veterans who come to the door to tell me secrets. By the way, just call me an old farmer. If you like it, you can also use Feng Caizi, who was called the black chai just now." Nong Pengming pulled a chair and sat next to Gan Daoguang.

"Haha, Mr. Nong really dared to take this ruthless move. The bloodthirsty words of Xiaofan Village cutting off the Japanese Japanese devils' heads made our local armed forces excited..."

Gan Daoguang handed a cigarette, and the two of them lit the cigarette with tacit smiles. Liu Jianfeng and Li Weigang also stood aside as if nothing had happened. Only Huangmao was left in the room and was still free and angry and confused.

"Hei Chai, not only us, but also the Head of State, Wang Junfeng, the commander of the Military Region, and Commander Cheng Wenli, the commander of the War Zone, have already had a premonition. There are not only white people, original indigenous residents, but also many Chinese and overseas Chinese on the land of Australia. When we Chinese fight, we will inevitably make these Chinese people under the shadow of white condemnation, rolling our eyes and even violent revenge. In fact, many people have already expected this."

Mo Xiong handed Liu Jianfeng a cigarette, and several people began to reveal the secret of heaven in the smoke.

"The Head of State has no way to do this, because the Chinese gathering areas are these important cities. It is impossible for us to bypass most of the Australian islands to land and fight here, right? This is not in line with the landing tactics and strategic deployment."

"So these Chinese and overseas Chinese are destined to face the difficulties of this period after we landed in the northern Darwin Port and fought all the way from Darwin Port! In other words, these cities. I believe that the high-level command has estimated that this kind of thing has happened when formulating the overall landing combat plan, and at the same time, it is also ready for such things to happen!"

Listening to Mo Xiong's explanation, Liu Jianfeng, who was stubborn, was still silent, but just sucked cigarettes in big mouthfuls. He also knew that when the Chinese army's combat boots stepped on this land, these overseas Chinese living on this land would have to face this cruel fact.

The local white people would send all the anger of the invasion of the country to them. There is no way to do so. They can't give up Darwin at the closest distance at the first landing position, and travel around nearly 10,000 miles apart to send combat troops here to land. This is the first wave, but what about logistics supplies?

"So I was thinking that the Ministry of Defense dispatched a variety of methods of torture and killing, and the visual and auditory effects of torture and killing Mr. Nong came here to carry out a retaliatory anti-rture after this happens!"

There is another saying that Mo Xiong did not say, that is, Xuantie Security Company is just a private armed organization. Although it is registered in China, it is not a regular army after all. The execution of a mission of massacre, such as a detrimental reputation, for a security company with a tradition of mercenaries, can be said to be privately hired by some victims for revenge.

Whether others believe it or not, they can indeed say that.

Mo Xiong's words made Nong Pengming, who was smoking beside him nodded slightly, and the terrifying smile on the corner of his mouth became even more creepy. I believe that he had at least more than a hundred ways to kill in his heart to form a draft. He just walked out of this house and put it into practice one by one on the white thugs.

Of course, in order to achieve the effect of killing one and warning a hundred, I believe that there are still many white people who have not taken action and will become a sacrifice for this anti-torture killing.

"Revengeful anti-torture means to kill with terrifying means. Go back to massacre and let the perpetrator know what the consequences of daring to commit violence against the Chinese!"

"I know this, but what Nong Pengming said just now is that it interferes with the decisions above. I am doing bad things with good intentions, and I have to find another slaughter site like this as an excuse to puzzle me."

Liu Jianfeng stared at Mo Xiong with his eyes tightly, as if he wanted to find the most real answer from Mo Xiong's eyes, rather than hearing the edited answer from his mouth.

"This is what the above idea is. If you don't find an excuse to establish your authority and warn yourself, how can you live more Chinese people living in the United States? There must always be a place to be the first to be a leader." Mo Xiong sighed slightly and said.

"Grass! Is it just for this to betray the lives of the thousands of Chinese outside?" Liu Jianfeng became anxious when he heard this, and suddenly jumped up.

In his opinion, he has been feeling guilty and self-blame for being late, but he did not expect that this result was already destined. The ending of these thousands of Chinese may have been destined to be confined to the betrayal circle in the Chinese high-level military command center.

This is what he can't stand!

"What are you shouting! It's all old brothers, don't make it difficult for everyone to do it!" Gan Daoguang shouted, but the shouting was a bit inaudible, just like his confidence.

"Hei Chai, this is the difference between strategy and tactics. I don't know how the senior generals sitting in the Ministry of Defense feel when making this decision, but you should believe how sad your old brother, Mo Xiong beside you, should be when he gives the order to set off late!"

"Think about it yourself. In fact, as a well-known high-quality and combat-effective force in the army, your assault regiment can only take three days to rest after the battle and continue to launch an attack from Adelaide. But the order is to order your ** regiment to rest for two weeks on the spot. Why is that?"

"It's just that the superiors don't want you to fight too quickly! And if you think about it, what is the reason why Mo Xiong's repeated requests to attack in advance? It's already the most time Mo Xiong can win for the opportunity to set out in advance ten days!"

Nong Pengming's words were inserted in at the right time. His words made Liu Jianfeng turn to look at Mo Xiong. He finally remembered why Mo Xiong sent a departure report every three hours at that time. Moreover, during those days, Mo Xiong's expression was always so wrong. It turned out that from that time on, the other party had been suffering from such repeated tortures of conscience and responsibility.

"That's it, those thousands of people, just like this..."

Liu Jianfeng was speechless. He could not imagine that the fate of these thousands of people might actually be another result, but he could not imagine that it was not his late responsibility to let these thousands die in endless fear, pain and torture.

Perhaps from the beginning, these Chinese people were destined to be abandoned children, or in other words, they were baits for a certain purpose. Political affairs are often not understood by the lower class of passionate people.

"Let's think about it, these things are not something we can control. In order to arouse the US's determination to participate in the war and the anger of the Chinese people, it is also possible that Roosevelt deliberately suppressed the final information of Japan's sneak attack on Pearl Harbor, which led to the successful attack on Japan? These are speculations or unofficial history, but to some extent, they all illustrate a problem. Successful people always have stepping stones."

"Hei Chai, I know what you are thinking now, but you can't change anything. Even if you look farther than Mo Xiong, you are foresighted and rushed here to rescue thousands of Chinese people here, how many can you rescue? Canberra, Melbourne, Sydney? Even San Francisco in the United States? Los Angeles or all Chinese and overseas Chinese in New York? You are not the Golden Immortal of the Great Luo!"

Gan Daoguang gently patted Liu Jianfeng's back and shoulders, relieved the pain in his heart to this old comrade who was not inferior to others in combat skills and tactics, but was not as good as the other old brothers in terms of mind.

With a bang, Liu Jianfeng slammed his fist hard on the table, and his powerful fist pierced through the table, and a trace of blood flowed out of the fist.

Seeing that Liu Jianfeng suppressed the impulse in his heart, Li Weigang pulled Liu Jianfeng and carefully bandaged his fist. The other people, especially Nong Pengming, threw the smoke's butt on the ground and stepped on his feet and twisted it twice, and said a few words lightly.

"Yes, your assault regiment has some material. The five main officials and four saw the signs. No wonder they could lead an assault regiment into the main force of a division. The secret of heaven has also been revealed, so let's talk about the serious business. There is a place to kill chickens and scare monkeys. This means finding a place to fight back and kill back. Where can we start?"

"I spent some time here. I guess you have already distinguished the culprits and the accomplices and the onlookers and the innocents. But for me, these are not important. My purpose here is to retaliate with the most terrifying and craziest means."

"Not only that, in addition to the gimmicks in methods, I also need to have enough bloody guarantees in terms of quantity, that is, not only does the torture need to be kept in quality, but also the quantity..."

Mo Xiong reached out and handed over a list, but Nong Pengming just glanced slightly and threw it back on the table. Mo Xiong noticed that Nong Pengming had just paid special attention to the list of those vicious white thugs, believing that the other party was preparing to start making trouble from these thugs.

After all, these thugs are the most cruel to the corpses of the Chinese outside. With Nong Pengming's personality, he has no reason not to use stronger means to give these people more means to kill them, so that they can know what it means to feel that life is worse than death.

"Mr. Nong!"

Mo Xiong called out Nong Pengming who was about to go out, and the latter leaned against the door and looked at Mo Xiong.

"Do you need help?"

"No need! The future general! You can't do this kind of work." Nong Pengming's slightly joking smile made Mo Xiong speechless. He could feel the sadness and regret behind this sentence.

For the sake of the country, there must be someone who will become a villain and do things that heroes should not do or cannot do.

"You are ordinary combat soldiers, and you don't know that actually killing a hundred opponent's soldiers and killing a hundred ordinary civilians have different psychological feelings. Killing the opponent's soldiers is mostly a feeling of survival, and your mind is just mechanically repeating the subconscious behavior of either you die or I live."

"But killing civilians is completely different. You need to close distance, press the other person's chest or head with a gun. And when you see the other person's hatred, innocent, praying and various eyes and expressions, your psychological quality is average, or ordinary warriors cannot accept it."

When Nong Pengming said this, his eyes suddenly became dim, and all the careful people in the room noticed his slight emotional change.

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