Fifty-four heads of Kou were placed at the feet of each villager who was hanging from a tree.

The seven village girls who were just a young age did not cry, even if the tears on their faces were wanton, but they never cried again.

After kneeling on the ground for a long time, their actions surprised Liu Lang and the others again.

They only gathered the heads of Kou Qiu and sacrificed the remains of the villagers under their feet for burial, while the others did not move.

You must know that in China, both in the north and the south, they all pay attention to a "death for the great and enter the earth for peace", and it is really contrary to common sense for them to do this.

"I can't let them down, if they don't have the devil's head as a sacrifice, they won't be reincarnated with peace of mind even if they enter the Hades Palace." Michel resolutely rejected the suggestion of his new instructor.

"The seven of us in Mijia Village swear to heaven that even if it costs us all our lives, we will gather the heads of the remaining Japanese and let all the fathers and villagers in Mijia Village be buried in peace, unless the seven of us die." Seven women knelt before the bodies of the people who had not been laid down and were still hanging miserably there.

In the face of these seven Chinese women who were already completely enraged, Liu Lang and the three of them no longer persuaded them. This can be regarded as a psychological outlet channel, if they are not given a goal, the pain of all their loved ones being killed in such a cruel way before the night is really beyond the reach of ordinary people.

To be able to choose the living, it takes incomparably strong and strong.

Sometimes, choosing to live is far more difficult than death.

On the way, Liu Lang and the three of them also knew from the mouths of several village girls why the Japanese invaders did not use simpler machine guns, but chose which relatively complicated strangulation was chosen.

The reason is very simple, but what kind of cruel simplicity makes people tremble and make people feel that just chopping off their heads is too cheap for them. If time could be turned back, Liu Lang would have the urge to apply China's top 10 tortures to those brutes.

According to the Japanese soldier Cao Shi, who exercised command on behalf of the infantry squad leader who was killed by the idle man, he didn't want to shed blood, it was too cruel.

How ironically "too cruel", so they used a more cruel way.

Of course, that whitewashing, halfway through their cruelty, was already debunked by themselves.

They do that only because, they want to conserve bullets.

Yes, the Japanese army soldier Cao just felt that it was too cost-effective to use precious bullets on ignorant Chinese peasants, so he chose such a thing that went beyond the bottom line of human psychology.

Rao is Liu Lang and the three of them are already the strongest warriors on the planet, but it is not easy to help bury fifty-four people. And the time can't be delayed too late, the Japanese squad has been out for most of the day, and when the Japanese army at Xifengkou notices that the situation is different, it will be troublesome to send an infantry squadron to search this side. Even if Liu Lang and the three are not afraid, these seven village girls are in danger.

Looking at the soft and weak Mi Zhi, he was very decisive, and directly used a small pond behind his house that had basically dried up as a grave, and hastily buried 54 villagers.

"Little brother, I don't know if you still hurt now, I'm sorry, my sister didn't protect you well, and when my sister kills enough Japanese, I'll come back to accompany you and my father." Before leaving, Mi Zhi finally showed her weak side, holding her young brother's weak body and muttering to herself.

In the end, he took the remaining six village girls to kowtow three more times to the relatives who were still hanging densely, and walked towards the entrance of the village without looking back.

When he walked to the edge of the small drying field, the sharp-eyed Mo kitten found that there was still a person lying in the small ditch over there.

A man who had been shot twice in the chest, with two large holes in his wine glasses, and who didn't even bleed.

What's even more amazing is that when Mo Kitten subconsciously checked, he found that the only villager who was wounded by a gunshot was not dead.

Mi Zhi and the other seven women gathered around at once, and regarded the only guy alive except for the seven of them as a treasure.

Liu Lang checked a little and found that the reason why this idler named Mi Lao Wu, who had the courage to kill a Japanese second lieutenant with his own hands, was so lucky was because his ventricle was the opposite of most people, growing on the right side, so the left chest was pierced, and it was only bleeding, not a vital hit.

"This is a crazy and lucky guy." Liu Lang could only define this.

Although there were no doctors present, the three people with first-aid kits could still try their best to help Mi Lao Wu bandage the wound and stop the bleeding, although there was not much blood to flow from his appearance, and whether he could survive in the end depended on whether God opened the back door for him to the end.

But Liu Lang has an intuition, such a guy who can not die, I'm afraid his life is really hard.

The seven women used a bed board snatched from the house that had not yet been completely burned down as a stretcher, and carried this hard-nosed guy to the temporary base of the Qinglong Mountain Great Wall Regiment with Liu Lang and the three of them on the road.

PS: When I updated this chapter, it was already on the cover, and Fengyue also made a promise, today's guarantee is 6 more, Fengyue has done it, I don't know if book friends will give Fengyue more support? Fengyue sat and waited. If you can, tomorrow, the sixth to the twentieth watch, it's up to you.

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On the sixty-mile mountain road, the three strongest individual soldiers would have only taken four hours, but Mi Lao Wu, who was lying on a stretcher with Mi Zhi and other seven women, but always kept breathing weakly, walked for eight hours and did not return to the station until late at night.

At this point, the Great Wall Regiment's four-day special operation was over.

All 11 of the attackers, including Liu Lang, returned safely, and except for two who were slightly wounded by the stubborn Japanese soldiers who were shot in the arm and slightly wounded, the remaining nine were unscathed.

Instead, they killed more than a squadron of infantry in the Japanese army.

Liu Lang selected the best of the best, selected the best of the best, and trained the best of the best, and the special forces trained the most hard, and at the end of the entire Great Wall Battle, the most dazzling brilliance bloomed.

Correspondingly, the Japanese invaders are heart-wrenching.

Nakagawa Ningqing, the supreme commander of the Xifengkou garrison, even smashed the desk of his headquarters, if it weren't for the fact that the rank of the captain of the Dazuo Wing was really not high enough, he even had the heart to split the captain of the infantry brigade who sent his favorite nephew out of the pass to "raise military rations".

His high-achieving nephew, who had only been an infantry squad leader for two days after graduating from the native army university for half a year, was beheaded for the first time in battle, no, the first time he carried out a mission.

The headless corpses of an entire infantry squad were scattered in the cold valley.

To be more precise, an ordinary soldier is even if he has no head, but his poor nephew, if he has no head, he can't even say it, he can't even lose his body.

The Chinese of Bagaya Road actually put seven or eight grenades under his nephew, who had lost his head, and finally found his colleagues, when the Japanese soldiers saw the golden epaulettes on the shoulders of the headless corpse to move the body, although the explosion of seven or eight grenades only took the lives of six imperial soldiers, it blew up the headless body of his high-achieving nephew into seventeen or eighteen pieces, and the Japanese captain who led the team ordered everyone to look for a long time with torches, and only then did they find ten of them, and they did not completely put together into a human shape until midnight.

What is even more infuriating is that the heads of fifty-four people have not been found so far, and the only Chinese villages with clues are burned to the ground except for the hanged Chinese.

Nakagawa Ninaki Daisa didn't know that at night, even the murderous Japanese army did not dare to stay in that miserable Chinese village, and they withdrew en masse after a few minutes of searching. If they had been a little more meticulous and had searched for the so-called Maokeng in northern China, they might have found it.

And Nakagawa Ninkiyo Daisa's nightmare is far more than that, although he didn't sleep much all night.