Chapter 189 Cruel

(...What is the most despicable and creepy crime? No matter how many you list, I will only say the same thing: raping the corpse! I have seen it with my own eyes, my brothers have seen that when the beasts and ghosts were raping the corpse when they were murdering Chinese women... Excerpted from "My Memories of the War of Resistance - Cao Xiaomin")

It was already late at night, and the north wind was still whipping the world coldly, but even the fierce north wind seemed to dare to touch the group of evil ghosts at Chuxian Station.

Electric lights, horse lanterns and fires burned with gasoline barrels illuminated the entire station area. Countless Japanese soldiers were fully armed or leaning in shelter to rest and wait for further arrangements.

So many Japanese men came to capture me? Cao Xiaomin was surprised: all of these Japanese men were equipped with their own wanted orders! But this is unreasonable! Could it be that the old Japanese man Numata Tokushiro actually had a relationship with the royal family? Or was the emperor himself a tendency to be abused?... It was a bit of a joke for himself, and Cao Xiaomin made many assumptions; he really couldn't figure it out and didn't understand, he was just a soldier with the rank of colonel.

Because the transportation of personnel and materials was very large and the transportation was 24 hours a day, the station was very chaotic. Cao Xiaomin found that as long as there were two or three military standards of different units, he could feel like he was in a no-man's land. Now his backpack was full of explosives, the explosives he had just stolen from the unloaded arms box.

In order to complete the attack on those officers, he not only went in and out of the county office to find out the news, but after the situation became clear and he made a plan, he stayed at the station and waited for the opportunity to steal the "tools of crime". Although the Japanese's transportation work was very chaotic, it took him more than five hours to steal everything without knowing it and took him eight times to act. He stole an engineer's backpack and a set of line engineer's tools, wires, telephones, iron sheets... Of course, the most important explosives and detonator.

After walking out of the station, Cao Xiaomin suddenly felt exhausted. At this time, he realized that he had been suppressing himself for a long time and then broke out in a cold sweat of relaxation.

For three hours, he had to face countless Japanese who had seen photos on his wanted order. Although he felt that the black and white photo was as far away as his original ID card photo in time and space, when facing any Japanese who looked at him, he still felt that the true face of the bearded man was seen through by the other party.

He is the only one. If he is discovered, he will even be captured by someone as soon as he fights, and he may not even have a chance to commit suicide. But he gritted his teeth and persevered, especially when waiting for an opportunity, he had to pretend to be doing something, and he was afraid of being discovered by every Japanese baggage soldier or engineer working at the station.

In such a very important transition time, the miserable situations from Wuxi to Nanjing will continue to appear in his mind, and the scene of himself becoming the protagonist of the miserable situation will often be transformed into his mind... Of course, he will also think of many people: for example, when he comes into contact with every thing he stole, he will think of Bao Datong, who died of illness in the nameless village, and his blasting mentor; every time he passes by a Japanese devil, he will have the urge to be ready to attack a part of the other party, and at this time, "calling" will appear in his mind... Perhaps this is also a process of wandering between life and death, very similar to the moment he sinks into the water. He will always unconsciously think of brothers, whether they are alive or dead.

Maybe only in this way can one calm himself down, so that he will feel that his brothers are all around him and that he is not fighting alone.

Because of the mobilization of the front line troops, most of the cars of the 13th Division's baggage unit that had been in charge of logistics in Chu County became Li Tianhao's spoils in Quanjiao. Now cars are in short supply. The cars used by the officers who were going to Qingliuguan early tomorrow morning did not arrive at the county office until almost five o'clock in the morning. After completing the transportation tasks, these cars had to refuel at the oil depot not far from the station before gathering at the county office. There was Cao Xiaomin's place to take action.

After nearly half an hour of monitoring, Cao Xiaomin, next to the telephone connection box in a dark place next to the station, received the phone call to a station engineer squad of the 13th Division at the station.

"Have you received a notice to repair the cars used by the observation group? No? I'm too lazy. That guy didn't inform you? If there was a mechanical failure on the way, wouldn't it embarrass us? Well, now I'll inform you, go to the gas station to wait, and wait for the cars to arrive, and do not be lazy!" Cao Xiaomin suddenly aggravated his tone and warned the engineers very seriously that they had to do this. Finally, he said that he seemed to be very doubtful whether these engineers would tell them as if he would let the Mao engineers of the engineering team of the observation group inspect...

No one would suspect that there was a problem here, because it was normal for a group of big men to inspect the transportation before traveling. As for that sound, how many of the voices of the commander in the command center were familiar with the engineers? The people in the station engineer squad could only curse the boss who did not let them sleep well, packed up their tools and prepared to go to the gas station.

The gas station is actually just a pile of original barrels of gasoline that were not available to transport away. All the military vehicles coming to refuel were pressed by hand. Only the military flags hanging on the occupied houses told people that this was a special workstation of the Japanese army. Cao Xiaomin could see the gas station where he called. He would go up to meet with them soon after the engineers passed, so that he could climb under the car and load explosives in a pride... Many eggs that seemed to have no sewn would become broken, because as long as you are careful, you can find a breakthrough. Cao Xiaomin arranged this way

His plan: fill the fuel tanks and fuel tanks at the bottom of the car with oil, and then he installs strong explosives. Although the explosion and fire cannot guarantee that everyone will be killed, there is not much left. The detonation device is a timer detonator processed with watches and alarm clocks. Although this cannot guarantee that all cars will explode at the same time, he is still very confident that the error of the handmade watches and handmade products of this era will be controlled within three seconds. This is enough. Three seconds will not allow people on the driving car to escape.

In order to make these four detonation devices, he even sacrificed the famous watch that Master Wang left for him.

The engineers in the distance had arrived and were complaining to the baggage soldiers working at the gas station. Cao Xiaomin carried a piece of iron stuffed inside and filled it with a blow-off. He could carry a bulging backpack, carrying an engineer tool bag, regardless of whether it was empty or full of it... It was a very difficult night, but Cao Xiaomin had to face all difficulties alone.

It was a difficult night, Xing Long and his group were in a dilemma in the mountains and forests.

A soldier from the reinforcement squad leaned against the foot of a tree, and no one spoke, everyone was in a bad mood!

"Oh my God~!" That last cry of desolation always lingers in everyone's ears...

More than twenty people appeared on the hillside that came up on the other side when they were about to cross a ridge. Behind them was about a small team of Japanese devils!

The common people ran up the mountain, and behind them were machine guns outside the woods kept firing. The Japanese chasing them also accidentally shot with rifles... "Puff, puff..." It was far away, but the special sound of bullets entering the flesh could still sound in the ears of these veterans of war. The common people fell one by one, leaving only six people and six women!

Can't escape! Obviously, the Japanese will not kill those women. They just run a little longer and will reach the ridge. They will definitely attract the Japanese. If they turn around and walk on the sparse trees and the vast snowfields, they will definitely be discovered by the Japanese. If they hide in the wilderness, they will probably catch up with the women in front of everyone and commit violence in front of them. Can they keep calm? Even if they are calm, can they be hidden? The ridge is the most sparse mountain in winter. If someone is discovered by the Japanese at that time, it will definitely be in trouble. Although some of them know Japanese, they are all wearing Japanese military uniforms.

Are you fighting? Not to mention that the number of people who compete for the Japanese here is very advantageous, even if the number of people is scattered and spread out in formation, no one is sure to wipe out the entire battle. At the foot of the mountain, there are vaguely parked by the Japanese cars, and there are support troops there...

"Bar!" The first shot was "Jiaozi", then "Machete", "Xiaobei"... Just when the Japanese were about to chase those women, fire was on the mountain. As the gunshots suddenly rang, several women fell down one after another... If there was no other way, who would have done this? Shooting their compatriots with guns was all women!

They could open fire at the Japanese, but even if they could save them, they could not retreat. They knew that the Japanese had inexplicably blocked the roads, and they would be wiped out one after another as the Japanese continued to hunt down... They could only shoot and look at their own people!

The Japanese were very angry at the "ambush" on the mountain who had finally captured their "prey" they were about to capture in one shot. The Japanese squad leader who was leading the way rushed up in a fierce manner!

That was a...Master!? The Japanese officer was stunned. Xing Long's rank was higher than him!

Just as everyone was standing there, one of the women who were hit suddenly moved!

It was a middle-aged woman, about thirty years old, she was covered in blood, and the two bullet holes were still emitting blood, soaking her cotton jacket. It was also a mother. She crawled to the body of a little girl who was only fifteen or sixteen years old or even younger, and rushed over and picked up the body: "Nannan, don't be afraid... Mom is here, Mom is here... to respond to Mom..."

The beastly Japanese soldiers suddenly laughed and rushed forward and started to tear their mother's clothes... The mother had no other reaction, but kept talking to her daughter's body... The clothes were torn and torn off. The mother refused to let go of her daughter's hand and kept holding it. The beasts started to ruin her... The mother was robbed twice, and blood kept rising, both of which were in the chest and abdomen, both of which were fatal; but she kept insisting, and she was still unwilling to die...

A Japanese man took off his pants and ignored the blood that was constantly emitting out. He picked up the mother from behind... "Oh my God~!" The mother who refused to let go of her daughter let go at that moment because she didn't want her daughter to touch those beasts, maybe the Japanese had entered; she let out the last scream full of resentment! She was dead... But the Japanese man was still ruining her body crazily. The other Japanese screamed strangely, stripping the other female corpses naked and starting to molest, and some even began to rape the corpse...

Xing Long and the others themselves didn't know how they survived that situation. Everyone felt cold. Although they had similar experiences in Nanjing, the beasts were ruining living people at that time, and at this moment they were actually robbing the corpse! Just in front of them, beside them, at least one-quarter of the people of this group of Japanese devils participated in the blasphemy of the corpse; when the corpse became stiff, they began to use bayonets to cut the sexual organs...

Maybe it was because they were not optimistic, maybe these beasts felt that their behavior was a little embarrassed in front of a well-disciplined army, and soon the group of devils left. But they left the corpses naked to Xing Long and the others, the corpses of the female compatriots who were killed by Xing Long and the others... They thought they could use the method of killing them to relieve their pain, but they did not. They saw that the corpses were painful and extremely painful when they suffered a ***!

I endured this way, and no one knew how to endure it. Do you regret it? Do you have any regrets? Everyone asked themselves, but everyone did not feel regretful because they knew the consequences of the sudden. But the snow dust brought by the cars that the Japanese left were so lacking in persuasion in front of those corpses. Is it really right to save yourself? Or should I have a happy time!?

Contradiction, self-blame, sadness... All kinds of indescribable pain enveloped this task force. If they were not veterans, had not experienced countless terrible scenes and endured countless pains that ordinary people could not bear, they would definitely take action, even if they knew that this was a death!

No one talks, no one does anything, everyone leans blankly on the foot of a tree. Someone saw the "little donkey" who experienced this humiliation for the first time, and the eyes were like a madman in his eyes, but no one gave him more comfort. Maybe it was because everyone had even reached the edge of their endurance; or some strength had to be refined by themselves...

There were many beasts in this night, in the Japanese sweeping area; there would be more beasts tomorrow because the troops had quietly evacuated the original defense line. It turned out that there were still people who had not escaped the river and did not enter the mountains. Some of them were reluctant to leave their homes, some were willing to take risks to bet that the *** could defend, and some people did not believe that the Japanese would be so cruel; some people stayed there with the only purpose of supporting the *** battle on the front line!

But the people were left and abandoned because the retreat was secret. The troops of the 11th Division of the Japanese have been using sticky fighting to wipe them out. They must leave without the enemy's awareness... Swearing, accusing, despising... If a massacre occurs and the news spreads, these soldiers will soon be criticized by the angry people in the rear, and they will even lose the support of the people; but who can understand the discomfort of those retreating soldiers, especially those veterans who have experienced the consequences of withdrawal? Every time they evacuate after the death battle, the local people will be severely persecuted by the Japanese, and the troops that can do so quietly when the rear is cut off are all those who have experienced many battles and are killed.

The most brave officers and soldiers of the enemy are also the ones who know the situation after evacuation. Even when they get the order to evacuate, they have to pretend to be nothing to prevent the news from leaking and causing public riots to alert the Japanese; some of them deliberately go to the homes of those people who have been familiar with each other day and night to rush around... (Author: The Guangxi veterans who talked to me before were talking about the battlefield in eastern Anhui. Letting veterans go to the homes of familiar people to sit is a common method of stability before evacuation, but some people can't help but leak the secrets at this time... The old man said that he cried for an hour and two hours... Can he blame them? They had military orders, they fought to the death, they were defeated, they left, but the pain that remained in their hearts was a lifetime...)

Haven't caught Cao Xiaomin yet? The staff in charge of the Japanese Army Command in Nanjing have contacted the 13th Division in Qingliuguan every half an hour since the middle of the night, but they never got the news they wanted.

This is impossible, such a small place can be avoided? The surrounding area is so tight that he can lurk out? According to the report of the 13th Division, they have dispatched all the wolf dogs... This is absolutely impossible, unless Cao Xiaomin is not in that mountain at all!

After drawing this conclusion, the people from the Japanese General Staff began to get busy: It wouldn't be so evil Cao Xiaomin actually jumped out of their encirclement, right? Could he fly? They began to put themselves in their shoes and find ways for Cao Xiaomin to get out of the trap...

This bold guy should be in Nanjing now! Finally, the staff members discovered their original blind spots of thinking: Cao Xiaomin could abandon his arms, and just use his Japanese language that could conceal the entire Thirteenth Division from the hospital to the military police to the Qingliuguan garrison and his imitation of the Japanese army, and their ability to migrate to Chu County in a continuous line of wounded soldiers!

Of course, the most dangerous place is the safest place. This terrible guy is most likely to be following the team and finally taking the train back to Nanjing, just under their noses!

Before dawn, the sound of leather boots of Japanese infantry suddenly sounded on many streets in Nanjing, and almost all hospitals and wounded camps were surrounded!

(Author: After every war, the Japanese will retaliate against the people near the battlefield. If you are a soldier, would you stay away from the people during the war or go to them to find cover? If you are a soldier, will you resent the retreating soldiers?)
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