Chapter 86 Bloody Earth (8)

The sound of artillery gradually stopped. Before the Qing army could launch an attack, a sharp sound passed through the air. It was the Japanese army who fired the artillery! The shells exploded more than ten meters in front of the Qing army. Although they did not hurt people, they also made everyone sweat in a cold sweat. "You can't come here, rush to the range of enemy artillery fire." Wang Yusi was the first to roar, lifted his rifle, and ran forward braved the rain of bullets falling in the air.

The Japanese artillery shells fell faster and faster, and it seemed that they had also seen through the Qing army's plan and deliberately eliminated the enemy within range. Not only was the artillery bombardment, but after crossing the open area, gunfire began to echo in the building, and the enemy hidden in it was firing at the moving Qing army troops, "Go into the house and fight with them in the house."

Wang Yusi kicked open the door panel, first a shuttle bullet was shot in, then leaned to the left, leaving room for the soldiers to move forward. Then the soldiers got into the room with their cat waists. Against the dusk sunlight, more than a dozen Japanese soldiers were raising their guns to aim, "Tutu! Tututu!"

Both sides fired almost at the same time. A number of soldiers of different types fell to the ground and groaned in. More soldiers rushed in and quickly dealt with the remaining Japanese soldiers. Wang Yusi, who followed up, said nothing, and stomped his feet with hatred, "Why are they all killed? It's better to leave a confession to ask for a confession."

"Boss, are you so anxious? Who knows Japanese?"

Wang Yusi was stunned, shook his head and laughed, "I forgot this."

After dealing with the enemy in the room, everyone didn't care about resting, turned around and rushed out of the street again and attacked forward.

Before Wang Yusi's team, there were Cai Gengyang and Wang Yu's troops. They were both from Guizhou and in the same village. They had a very good relationship. Because of their poverty, they had no choice but to join the army. They were appreciated by Bao Chao and were promoted to the camp's central management. When they led the troops forward, a small alleyway on the side of the road appeared, allowing Cai Gengyang to stop, "Hey, Xiao Wang?"

Wang Yu was unable to close his power, rushed forward a few steps, and turned back, "What are you doing?"

"Here..." Cai Gengyang pointed with his hand, "Let's go in."

"Where is this place? What are you doing when you go in?"

"How do I know?"

Wang Yu rolled his eyes big, "You don't know, why are you going in?" "Don't mess around! Go forward quickly."

"No, listen to me, let's see what you are afraid of when you go in? If there is a small path to pass, can't you still bypass the enemy's defense line?" Cai Gengyang did not give up and continued to persuade. At this moment, the Japanese artillery fire came again. He ignored Wang Yu's agreement and waved his hand and greeted him, "Brothers, come in with me." He led the brothers into the alley, but Wang Yu had no choice but to follow him.

The sky was getting darker, and nearly a thousand Qing soldiers walked in the alleys, all of whom were holding their hearts to their throats. The streets of Japan were also strange, and they became narrower and deeper. Until the end, Cai Gengyang was the first to stop and his face was full of mourning: It was a dead end! At the end of the road were two courtyards, and the dark black gates were tightly closed. Some soldiers wanted to look inward through the cracks in the door, but could not see anything.

After turning around the gate a few steps, Cai Gengyang looked at a wooden sign embedded beside the door, with a few words written on it: Sato  Tsururu; Confinement; Shaozhi; Miehui, "What's this thing?"

"I don't know." The soldiers looked at each other and shook their heads together, "Maybe it's the name? The owner's name?"

Cai Gengyang was too lazy to think too much, so he turned around and smiled bitterly at Wang Yu, "Xiao Wang, look, this is a dead end."

Wang Yu was both funny and angry, and raised his hand and gave him a neck, "You lazy boy, you are giving me some advice. Now, is it a waste of time?"

"Then, I don't know if the streets of Little Japan are blocked?"

"Nonsense! Don't you know you're still giving directions?" The two of them quarreled in front of the soldiers, making the people below want to laugh but dare not, so they had to endure it. At this moment, a door at the end of the road opened a gap and quickly closed again, "Sir, someone was peeking at us just now."

"Ah?" Cai Gengyang and Wang Yu stopped arguing at the same time and looked at the talking soldiers, "Did you see it?"

"See. It seems like a Japanese living here?"

"No matter whether there is anyone or not, will we just rush in and take a look?" Cai Gengyang is an absolute activist. He walked to the door without saying a word and knocked on the door like a drum. "Open the door, open the door quickly! If you don't open the door, you will hit the door."

It was indeed a place where Japanese people live. When they heard the roar outside the door, they were so scared! An old woman kept complaining to her husband, "I told you not to open the door, but you just didn't listen. Isn't it bad now?"

The more Cai Gengyang knocked, the less no one agreed, and he felt angry, "Come on, knock the door open!"

The soldiers acted in unison and hit the door hard, but the wooden door on the outermost floor of the Japanese courtyard was very strong. No matter how they kicked and kicked, they just couldn't open it and closed it steadily, as if they were mocking the incompetence of the Chinese.

Wang Yu looked at the soldiers who were frowning and staring, and was amused, "What is that hanging on your waist? Are sweet potatoes? Blast it up!"

The soldiers woke up like a dream, took off the fire grenades, gathered a few hanging on the door knocker, and were about to pull the fuse when the door opened for people. In the faint light of the dusk, there were two old men with white hair, one man and one woman, wearing home kimonos, standing inside the door, looking at the uninvited guests in horror in their eyes.

Cai Gengyang and Wang Yu looked at each other and walked into the courtyard first. The owners here were either rich or noble. This was the first conclusion that the two people came to. The courtyard was very large, with people in the deep grass and trees, and there were also a few candlelights coming to this side with the sound of messy footsteps. "Tactical queues, unfold!"

With an order, the Qing soldiers moved quickly, and nearly a thousand troops quickly occupied all important places, including the gate of the courtyard. Some others noticed the owner who heard the sound and rushed to check. After a clamor, there were heavy blows and screams, "Damn, I think you are shameless and you must do something."

Several Qing soldiers held guns and rushed several Japanese to approach the place like coaxing ducks. "Boss, I caught a few more."

When they get closer, they can clearly tell that the people coming were all Japanese people dressed like these two old men and women, but they just don’t know whether they are the masters or slaves of this family?

Wang Yu asked, "Do you...can anyone speak Chinese?"

A group of Japanese people looked at each other, and no one spoke. It didn't seem like they could speak Chinese, but they didn't want to communicate with Chinese people. This expression was so obvious that even Cai Gengyang could see it, "Come on, take that..." He pointed casually and pointed at one of the youngest Japanese men. In fact, it was better to say that it was a boy who came in more appropriately than a man, "Drag him out and shoot him immediately!"

Qing soldiers rushed up, knocking several Japanese who were intending to resist to the ground, pulling out the young man who was still young, and a black muzzle was pressed against his forehead. When the soldiers thought that when facing the test of life and death, he would either cry out in fear, or beg for mercy. But what is strange is that the young man was not afraid at all, and just looked at the soldiers who were about to execute him with a cold look, which surprised him, "Huh? Bastard, aren't you afraid?"

The man among the old men said sadly, fell down, pounced on the child, blocked the other party with his own body, and said something in vague Japanese. No one of Cai Gengyang, Wang Yu and others could understand. "Our commander is asking you if you can speak Chinese, why are you crying? Crying, crying!" The Qing soldiers' crying made the old man full of blue veins, kicked him on the back, and the two of them fell into a pile, and no one could get up for a while.

The soldier refused to let go, and punched and kicked, cursing the street, "I can't speak Chinese!" It seemed that this was the other party's fault.

The old man was kicked and covered in blood, but he still tried his best to protect the young man under him. The Qing soldiers tried to pull him away several times, but he broke free. One soldier accidentally, and almost bit his fingers. With this posture, he would not let go once he was bitten.

"Old guy!" The soldier retreated violently, almost sitting there, which attracted a burst of laughter from others, "I'll kill you!"

Wang Yu waved his hand, stopped the soldiers' movements, and ordered people to watch the group of people here. He pulled a Japanese man over, grabbed his clothes, and walked towards the house deep in the grass and trees.

Just as he walked to the two-story building, Cai Gengyang came out first, looking roaring, "Hey! The little girl in this house is so beautiful!"

"Old Cai, don't do anything wrong!" Wang Yu was startled. The strong man in the army rarely contacts young women. Once the attack starts, it may be a big trouble, so he said this.

"No," Cai Gengyang smiled and shook his head, "It's too late! Hehe!"

"I told you not to make trouble. The commander and the military have had strict orders, and there must be no such an insulting thing. Once you hear it, will you still survive?"

Cai Gengyang looked disapproving, "Okay, I understand." He said, "You go in and take a look, right?"

When I entered the room, a candle was lit in the hall. More than a dozen Qing soldiers with live ammunition were standing in the dead corner. There was a family standing in the middle. The leader was a man with a very strong figure and big ears on his face. But at this moment, his face was covered with bloodstains, and his body was trembling slightly due to fear or anger.

There were two women standing beside him, one who was obviously his wife, whose long black hair was scattered randomly, covering half of her face, holding her husband's body with one hand, and half of her body hid behind him; the other was a young man, with a petite and delicate birth, his pale face full of tears, and his frightened look was looking at Wang Yu who was walking in from outside the door with a timid look.

"Does anyone speak Chinese?"

"Sir, we have asked, but they won't say it."

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