Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

"You and I are soldiers, and the battlefield is an enemy. This is fate. Although I am a hostile opponent, I sincerely feel that Mr. Han Feng is really a rare military talent."

Han Feng said with a smile: "Shan Ben, you don't need to praise me, even if you praise me, I can't spare you. You are doomed in this game, can you admit it?"

Yamamoto said: "I'm just a little regretful. Before that, I had countless chances to put Mr. Han Feng to death, but none of them succeeded. I never thought that you can force me to the situation I am in today. .”

Han Feng said impatiently: "Okay, Shan Ben, I didn't come here to talk to you.

Let's get down to business, I'll give you a chance to surrender with all your subordinates, our Eighth Route Army is different from you little devils, it's not that we like to kill innocent animals indiscriminately, I can spare your lives. "

"No, I haven't failed this battle yet. Beitang Town is here. I have already laid out all the defenses. Commander Han, if you are really a soldier, you should lead your men to attack me. Let us The final decisive battle on the battlefield!"

After hearing this, Han Feng couldn't help laughing angrily, and cursed: "I said, Shan Ben, you are really shameless, I have already surrounded you to death in this Beitang Town. There is no food or water. How many more days can you hold on?

Why would I want my brothers to die in vain if they could fight without bloodshed? "

"Captain Han, you are a soldier, this is the dignity of a soldier!"

"I respect your grandma, but your doggy dignity is to invade other people's countries and stand proudly on other people's land?

Does your so-called dignity mean letting the more than 1000 soldiers behind you die with you?

You are not dignified, you are stupid, you are hopelessly stupid. "

Han Feng said happily: "I know what you are thinking in your dog's heart. You don't want to surrender so easily. You have finally put on a good posture and done all the fortifications so well. You don't want to waste all this. You still want to fight Lao Tzu in the final battle, don't you?

Hey, let's continue to consume!If you come out, you will die, and if you don’t come out, you will die. To use a proverb from our ancestors, this is called catching a turtle in a urn, and you are the turtle. "

"Of course, you can persevere even more! Change three meals of food to one meal, and eat less each time, and you can last for a few more days. As for the water, horse pee, human pee, it's all good Things, if you, Yamamoto, are willing to produce and sell your own urine and drink your own urine, I can be sure that you, an old boy, can at least hold on for another three to five days with your so-called dignity!"

After Han Feng finished his hurtful words, curses came from the other side of the battlefield.

"You can kill us, but you can't insult us."

Han Feng sneered and said, "Insult? You think too highly of yourself. A humble invader is not worthy of Laozi's insult. Do you think Laozi wronged you by letting you drink horse urine and your own urine?

Let me tell you, when the Anti-Japanese War was the most severe, our Eighth Route Army soldiers did such things, but we have persisted from such a difficult environment until now, until the day we see you defeated.

What is dignity?This is the real dignity. For one's own nation and country, even if one's body is smashed to pieces, one would die without regret. "

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1069 Final Battle ([-])

Han Feng's words were deafening to all the Japanese soldiers, even the Japanese officer who cursed Han Feng for insulting them was silent.

"Yamamoto, that's all I have to say. As for how to choose, it's up to you. If you continue to choose to resist, I don't mind being an executioner and killing more than 1000 soldiers like you. But you have to remember , their death is not on my head, but on your head."

Han Feng's voice had completely disappeared, but all the Japanese soldiers in Beitang Town had different expressions, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

Yamamoto returned to his headquarters in a daze, sitting alone in the room, like a walking dead who had no life.

The captain who advocated a decisive battle had just walked to the headquarters, saw the expression of the brigade commander Yamamoto, he had to sigh, and left again.

The entire 91st Brigade fell into a downturn, and the Japanese soldiers were suffering.

Although my stomach is not full, at least I can chew my head a little for a day.

But lack of water is a big problem. The lips of the Japanese soldiers have long been chapped due to extreme lack of water, and the eye sockets on the face are sunken and the skin is loose.

Every moment of extreme water shortage is an indescribable torment.

At this time, perhaps inspired by Han Feng's words, a Japanese soldier held a bucket of "water" in an unknown place. As soon as he came to the position and shouted that there was water, all the Japanese soldiers rushed to the ground. Like a hungry tiger rejuvenated, it rushed towards him frantically.

What a source of sweet water!

The soldiers competed for each other, but those who rushed to take a sip all had satisfied smiles on their faces.

There was not much water left in the wooden barrel. A Japanese soldier was too eager to grab it, and accidentally kicked the wooden barrel over, and the remaining water in it flowed out...Where is this water? Thick yellow horse urine that exudes a foul smell.

Yamamoto, who came out of the headquarters, happened to see this scene.

The chief of staff who was following Yamamoto looked very ugly, and shouted: "Take it away, quickly take the barrel away."

"Brigade leader!"

When the chief of staff returned to Yamamoto's side, he called softly, but Yamamoto's eyes were empty and lifeless.

At some point, Han Feng's voice sounded from the other side of the camp: "Shan Ben, I'm here to warm you up."

What an ear-piercing sound, if in the past, it would have immediately aroused the anger in Yamamoto's heart, but at this moment, Yamamoto couldn't arouse his anger at all, and even ordered a mortar to blow up the bastard to death Thoughts have been cut off.

What's the use of killing Han Feng?

Failure is already doomed.

Maybe he was right, this was not the dignity of a soldier he thought at all, and he was just a big joke from the beginning to the end.

"Listen up, Japanese soldiers inside. Right now, outside your position, I have placed a lot of buckets of water. If anyone among you is willing to exchange guns and ammunition, I will let him drink his fill.

In addition, I guarantee my personality, when you leave the position to drink water, I will never order an attack to hurt your life.

Well, now you who want to drink water can act. "

The sound ended for a long while, but no one acted.

Yamamoto remained silent with blank eyes.

Han Feng waved his hand, and a gunshot rang out. In the place where the Japanese soldiers in the front line could see, a wooden barrel was directly pierced by the flying bullets, and clear water flowed out of it.

"What a sweet brook!"

The devilish voice sounded again, and it was in Japanese directly.

"My patience is very limited, and every short period of time I will punch through a wooden barrel until the stream in it runs out.

You should seize the opportunity, I am in a good mood today, if I am in a bad mood tomorrow, I will not have such a chance to give you warmth tomorrow! "

Chi "Luo Luo"'s temptation, this trick is too ruthless!

Looking at the clear sweet spring that kept flowing out, the Japanese soldiers who still had the smell of horse urine in their mouths wanted to fly up and lick up the sweet spring that had been lost on the land.

When the third wooden barrel was pierced, the clear sweet spring flowed out.

A Japanese soldier finally couldn't bear it anymore, he let out a strange cry, and rushed out desperately.

Everyone just watched quietly. Behind him, his companions raised their guns and aimed at his head, but they still couldn't press the trigger. Maybe the figure replaced their own inner thoughts. !

Japanese soldiers rushed to a wooden barrel.