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Chapter 109 Judgment Day

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    At the moment when the charge horn was sounded, although Liu Yang was not the first to jump out, he did not hesitate. The morale of soldiers in this kind of hand-to-hand combat depends on the leading officer.  Liu Yang, who was rushing ahead, slowly fell behind before his wounds healed.

    When the Japanese army reacted, the soldiers of the secret service battalion had already rushed forward. After a round of shooting, the two sides slammed into each other fiercely.  The little devil slammed down the killer, and the soldiers went crazy amidst the shouts of killing.

    Plunging headfirst into the sea of ??people, Liu Yang held a steel knife, stared at a little devil with both eyes, and held a pistol in the other hand, and limped to meet him.  The bayonet suddenly plunged into the little devil's chest, and blood splashed all over Liu Yang.

    "Go to hell—" Regardless of being angry or not, he raised his hand and shot a little devil in the shoulder, causing the little devil to freeze, and the next moment, another bayonet pierced the little devil behind him  back heart.

    Just as he was about to kill another little devil, he suddenly heard a shout behind him, and someone knocked him away. When Liu Yang stopped and looked back, Duan Pengfei grabbed the little devil's bayonet with one hand, and chopped it off with the other.  The little devil's neck.

    Although Liu Yang repeatedly asked Duan Pengfei and Zhao Laifu to kill the devils, intentionally or not, Duan Pengfei and the others still surrounded Liu Yang, for fear that something might happen to Liu Yang. If Duan Pengfei hadn't acted quickly, Liu Yang would have been in danger.

    With a wry smile, Liu Yang also became ruthless. He emptied the pistol of bullets with shaking hands, put the pistol back into the holster, held the steel knife with both hands, roared, and jumped on a little devil.  He was stabbing a bayonet into the chest of a brother in the secret service camp, and the rifle was firmly held by the brother.

    With a slash of the knife, he slashed the little devil's neck fiercely, and almost fell off his head. Seeing the little devil's miserable condition, the brother who was on the verge of death actually laughed out loud.  He kept spitting out blood foam, and slowly knelt down on the ground without a trace of fear.

    A bit bitter in his heart, but he didn't have time to rescue this brother, as long as he was still alive, he had to kill all the little devils, so hard-hearted, Liu Yang turned around and rushed towards another little devil.

    Although Liu Yang has always said that he is the same as ordinary brothers, eating and living together, and will never be special, but on the battlefield, the brothers of the Special Forces are almost scattered around him, protecting him carefully at all times.  He will pounce on him, and will never put Liu Yang in danger.

    Commander Zeng also rushed down, also wielding a steel knife, and fought together with the little devil, no worse than young people, with two chief officers desperately killing the enemy, the morale of the soldiers of the national army was so high that they evened the fight with the little devil  The gap between them, and the more they fight, the braver they become.

    But at this time in a small mountain depression, Mark was frightened by the loud shouts and his face turned blue. If the brothers from the secret service battalion were not on guard around, Mark really wanted to escape, and that sum of money was really hard to earn.  It is also to exchange life for money.

    "Gentlemen and ladies, as an American citizen, I witnessed the criminal acts of the Japanese and was hunted down by them. Fortunately, I was rescued by the Chinese soldiers, so I want to use my evidence to expose the atrocities committed by the Japanese army.  ——" As he spoke, Mark took out the photo from his pocket, which was the photo of Suzuki Sadashima holding up a command knife to kill unarmed Chinese people.

    "This is the evidence. This photo was taken in Wuxi. If you don't believe me, after Wuxi is taken back by the Chinese, I can take you to that place to see the people in this photo clearly. Yes,  This is Suzuki Sadashima—” Mark became more and more excited as he spoke, and only in this way could he become more courageous.

    The photo was handed to a British reporter, looking at the photo, and then at Suzuki Sadashima, it is undeniable that the British reporter looked angry: "Oh, Maika, this Suzuki Sadashima is an executioner, it's terrible  Yes, I will definitely announce it to the public, so that everyone can condemn him—"

    "George, don't condemn him, but condemn Japan. He didn't commit this crime alone, but I saw hundreds of ordinary Chinese people who were killed by them. They are not soldiers.  Not on the battlefield, the Japanese are too barbaric and inhuman—" Mark spat at Suzuki Sadashima angrily, and took out a few photos from his pocket, all of which were photos of the Japanese army killing Chinese people.

    Seeing these photos, the ones who were really angry were the Chinese reporters. Some were trembling with popularity, and some were out of temper. They simply went up and kicked Suzuki Sadashima a few times.  The island may be about to be killed.

    The photos were passed around, and finally landed on the trembling Japanese diary.In his hands, there were three Japanese reporters present. Of course, they did not come here because of an appointment, but were ordered by the Japanese army.

    The Japanese reporters didn’t pay attention to the photos. These photos meant little to them unless they could be destroyed, but—unexpectedly, at this moment, a reporter from Jintan Daily suddenly reached out and snatched the photos, three times  Twice tore it into pieces, and took out the liquor that was not confiscated on him, poured it all over the photo, and even more cruelly threw the cigarette he had been dangling on.

    The photo was burning in the flames, and every Chinese present had a gloomy face, while the three Japanese journalists were at a loss and kept moving backwards.

    Looking at the soldiers of the secret service battalion who surrounded them, all of them had murderous expressions on their faces, the guy who tore up the photo was still calm and waved his hand: "I am Chinese, Chinese don't beat Chinese, you guys  listen to me——"

    "You still have the face to say you are Chinese, son of a bitch—" Tuesday the dog was about to explode with anger, and approached the man step by step.

    "I am also for the sake of the country. This photo cannot be published, otherwise it will make the Japanese even more desperate, and we Chinese will be the ones who will be unlucky at that time—" The reporter justified to Tuesday Dog cleverly, and made up a bunch of  Plausible reasoning in an attempt to impress the Tuesday dog.

    It's a pity that the reporter thought too much. Tuesday Dog is not the kind of person who can speak big principles, and he doesn't understand the big principles of the country. Anyway, he thinks what Liu Yang said is right, the little devil has killed himself on his own territory, just one word——  Do it, kill them, or die yourself.

    "Damn you——" the dog on Tuesday cursed, pulled out his bayonet and rushed up to the reporter. He raised the knife in his hand and killed the reporter amidst the reporter's terrified pleadings.  Journalist's life.

    "Bah. The traitor—" Wiping the blood on his body, the dog spat on Tuesday. He didn't think it was a big deal to kill a dog traitor. This kind of person would kill every one he sees.

    Unexpectedly, at this moment, there was a sudden gunshot, which startled the dog on Tuesday. He hurriedly looked back, and saw a reporter who didn't know the place fell on the ground, and a pen rolled out of his hand.  However, the cap of the pen has been unscrewed, revealing a thin tube inside, which turned out to be a blowing needle.

    "Sir, this guy wanted to assassinate Suzuki Sadashima just now, but I found out and shot him dead." A soldier sprang out from the grass not far away, and the dog knew him on Tuesday. This is a brother of the Special Forces, and it was Liu Yang who stayed behind to stare at these reporters.  .

    It's really hard to guard against. Just now everyone's eyes were attracted by the reporter from Jintan Daily, but they relaxed the monitoring of other people, and they were almost succeeded by this guy.

    Suzuki Sadashima will die sooner or later, but it is not like this. After this trial, Liu Yang will be executed publicly. Suzuki Sadashima must not be allowed to die quietly like this.

    After a short period of panic, the rest of the reporters calmed down slowly, and they could see what was going on. This must be the killer sent by the Japanese, or the guy from the Jintan Daily was there to cooperate with the killer. Fortunately, the spy  The battalion had been prepared for a long time, but it was a pity for those photos.

    "Mark, it's a pity that there are no photos. I'm afraid the report will be very unconvincing—" George sighed and shook his head helplessly.

    However, Mark shrugged his shoulders, and said indifferently: "Fortunately, I developed a few more photos, it doesn't matter, everyone has them."

    After the words fell, a soldier from the secret service battalion came over with a backpack in his arms. When he opened it, there were photos in it, and they were divided into dozens of sets.  This is too much.

    "My friends, Suzuki Sadashima is a murderer. There are many people like him in Japan, and the wreckage of innocent people is inhumane. We must condemn him and the Japanese. I hope everyone can wake up their countries when they go back.  Otherwise, other countries will follow suit, and sooner or later we will be unlucky.” Mark did not forget to encourage these foreign reporters.

    For the Japanese, everyone present did not have a good impression, and these photos testify, this time it is definitely big news, and because it is a condemnation by an American, it is even more convincing. In fact, Suzuki Sadashima was originally interrogated  It is a pity that Suzuki Sadashima did not cooperate, so he had to give up.

    Suzuki Sadashima has been on a hunger strike for the past few days after being arrested. Unfortunately, the Chinese are so hateful that they pinched his mouth and gave him hard water. Although Suzuki Sadashima lost a lot of weight, his life was not affected.

    Falling into the hands of the Chinese, Suzuki Sadashima already knew his whereabouts. Even if he was rescued, he would not be able to escape the end of suicide.  The reputation of death, but survived, Suzuki Sadashima knew that he was completely finished, became a guy who was scolded by his colleagues, and became a sinner of the Great Japanese Empire.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)Give yourself a reputation of dying in battle, but after surviving, Suzuki Sadashima knew that he was completely finished, became a guy who was scolded by his colleagues, and became a sinner of the Great Japanese Empire.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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