Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

Chapter 1088 No Prisoners

Inside the Japanese command post on Dongdao Island.

Hearing the constant shouts of battle and the sounds of gunfire coming from outside, Japanese battalion commander Hoshino Masao said to his chief of staff Nagase Kiichi, "Judging from this commotion, the Chinese are definitely not just bombing this time. They have started a landing operation, and the scale of this deployment is very large!"

Easterners' naming conventions are very characteristic of their times, and the Japanese are no exception. Take Hoshino Masao, for example. He was born in the first year of the Taisho era, and his father named him Masao. The "Masao" in his name indicates that he was a boy. This kind of naming convention was very common among the Japanese.

"By the way, how many Chinese villagers are still digging tunnels?" he asked.

Nagase Kiichi replied, "There are still 158 people."

After a moment's thought, Masao Hoshino gave the order: "Execute them all with bayonets to save bullets. Dump the bodies in a deep pit so they don't block the passageway!"

"Hai!" Nagase Kiichi stood at attention.

He turned and went out, summoning a squad of soldiers who came to the villagers who were being forced to dig tunnels.

Dongdao Island is the largest of the three southern islands. It was originally inhabited by more than 300 villagers. There were also villagers on Xidao Island and Zhongdao Island, but the number was slightly smaller. The total population of the three islands was originally more than 500, but now only 158 people remain. They are being forced by the Japanese soldiers at bayonet point to dig trenches for them.

The remaining 158 people were all able-bodied young men; the elderly, women, and children had all been killed by the Japanese devils.

"Stop!"

As Nagase Kiichi shouted, the villagers who were digging the tunnel stopped their tools and turned around.

Nagase Kiichi swept his sharp gaze over the villagers and said, "Anyone under 20, put down your tools and stand in front!"

"hurry up!"

The numb villagers put down their tools, and one by one, the young people walked through the crowd to the front.

"We need more people to do the work over there. You guys come with me, the rest of you stay here and continue working!"

The villagers, unsuspecting, followed Nagase Kiichi. Under the watchful eyes of the Japanese soldiers, they dared not make any unusual moves. Villagers over 20 years old were forced by the Japanese soldiers to stay where they were and continue working.

More than 30 young villagers under the age of 20 were taken to the edge of a deep pit.

Nagase Kiichi waved to the surrounding Japanese soldiers, who immediately approached the young villagers with bayonets.

"What are you doing?" a slightly stronger young villager shouted angrily, and the other young villagers also roared and screamed.

"Get down! All of you, jump down!" shouted a short Japanese soldier in the first row, threateningly.

"Damn it, they're trying to bury us alive! Fight them!" a villager shouted.

"Yeah, we're going to die anyway, so we might as well fight them. It wouldn't be a loss to take one of them down with us!"

"Kill them!"

Driven to desperation, the villagers finally rose up in resistance.

But they were unarmed, and because of their poor living standards, their bodies were already weaker than the Japanese soldiers. In addition, they had been forced by the Japanese to dig tunnels day and night at gunpoint, without food or water, and they had become extremely thin.

Although the Japanese soldiers were not tall, they were all strong and well-trained. The young villagers were no match for them and were stabbed to death one by one with bayonets.

After killing most of the villagers, the remaining seven or eight villagers were also injured and were forced to jump into the deep pit by the Japanese soldiers in a line with bayonets.

"Fill it with soil!" The Japanese officer waved his hand.

The Japanese soldiers put away their rifles and picked up shovels to shovel the dirt off the ground.

Just then, a Japanese soldier rushed over and reported: "Squad Leader Tada, something bad has happened! The Chinese have attacked! The company commander has ordered us to kill all the villagers immediately!"

Tada's eyes narrowed upon hearing this, and he immediately raised his hand and shouted, "Everyone, fire!"

Upon hearing this, the Japanese soldiers dropped their shovels, picked up their rifles, and opened fire on the villagers in the deep pit.

Upon seeing this, the villagers roared, "Damn Japanese devils, I'll haunt you even as a ghost..."

"Bang bang bang..." After a volley of gunfire, the remaining villagers fell one by one into pools of blood.

"Fall back, go kill the other villagers!"

Led by Squad Leader Tada, more than 30 Japanese soldiers quickly arrived at the place where villagers over 20 years old were digging tunnels.

"Open fire! Kill them!"

The Japanese soldiers no longer bothered to conceal their intentions or conserve bullets; they simply aimed at the villagers and opened fire.

Gunshots rang out from inside the tunnel, mingling with the gunfire outside. One by one, the remaining hundred-plus villagers were shot and killed. Especially under the strafing from the airport, flesh and blood flew everywhere. In less than half a minute, not a single villager was left alive in the tunnel.

"Fall back! Everyone, follow me to engage the Chinese!" the squad leader shouted.

The Japanese soldiers put away their guns, turned around, and ran in formation out of the tunnel.

But before they reached the exit, they encountered the volunteer army that had already rushed into the tunnel.

"Da da, da da da, da da da..." In the battle inside the narrow and cramped tunnel, the AK's continuous firepower had a clear advantage. Although the Type 38 rifle was designed with high precision and stable trajectory, its length made it extremely inconvenient to use in this terrain, and its single-shot firepower was far superior to that of the AK's automatic firepower.

With AKs and grenades, the volunteer army routed the Japanese in tunnel warfare, killing them either with bombs or riddled with bullets.

After a squad of Japanese soldiers in the tunnel was wiped out, the volunteer soldiers arrived at the place where the villagers had been killed, and the ground was covered with the villagers' corpses.

A volunteer soldier put away his rifle and went forward to examine the body. He touched a drop of blood on the ground with his hand, looked up at his squad leader, and said, "These villagers have only been dead for a short time; their bodies are still warm!"

At that moment, another soldier shouted, "This villager is still breathing! He's not dead!"

"Medic, quick!" the squad leader shouted immediately.

Upon hearing the shouts, the medic at the back immediately ran over with his medical kit. After examining the patient, he took out a syringe and a small glass bottle, attached a needle, drew liquid medicine from the bottle, and injected it into the villager's arm.

Not long after, the villager who had received the injection slowly woke up!

Looking at the villagers' corpses scattered all over the ground, the squad leader said angrily, "Those heartless Japanese devils, they don't even spare innocent villagers!"

A soldier gritted his teeth and said, "Squad leader, these villagers died such a terrible death!"

The squad leader's eyes blazed with fury. "From now on, we take no prisoners!"

The soldiers nodded in agreement, but one of them asked, "What if the Japanese surrender?"

"Didn't you hear me? I said no prisoners, no prisoners!" The squad leader shouted as he walked up to the soldier.

"Yes, squad leader!"