Han Feng's voice sounded immediately, "Throw your gun and the ammunition on your body far away, and you can drink as much as you want."

The Japanese soldiers didn't have any hesitation, they threw out the guns and ammunition on their bodies, and then ruthlessly stuck them in a wooden barrel and started to drink wildly.

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The Japanese soldiers behind him all had chapped lips and envious eyes, and their Adam's apple was rolling up and down their necks. Because of the extreme lack of water, it was difficult to even swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Drink water! What are you waiting for?"

A Japanese shouted, and more soldiers began to rush out.

At this time, no one cared that Han Feng yelled this Japanese sentence.

One, two, three, a dozen, twenty, hundreds of Japanese soldiers rushed out frantically. They threw all the guns and ammunition out without hesitation, and then frantically rushed towards those wooden soldiers. Some wooden barrels were kicked over, and the oasis flowed all over the place. The Japanese soldiers lay down on the ground and licked them without any image.

Han Feng also fulfilled his promise. Dozens of machine guns were aimed at these Japanese soldiers, but they did not fire a single shot.

The Japanese soldiers drank for a while, and ran back to their own positions empty-handed one by one.

In this way, Han Feng and his party obtained nearly two squadrons of Japanese military equipment for free, without firing a single shot or firing a single bullet, just using dozens of barrels of water.

But these are not the most important. The most important thing is that the small dozens of barrels of water completely defeated the determination of the Japanese soldiers in Beitang Town to continue to resist, and also destroyed the so-called dignity of the brigade commander Saburo Yamamoto.

Until now, Yamamoto was finally willing to admit that he had completely lost.

Even the captain of the Japanese army who had been advocating a decisive battle with the Far East regiment was completely silent.

For the 91st Brigade, it was another difficult night.

On the afternoon of the next day, that is, on the 91th, the headquarters of the [-]st Brigade received another devastating news:

At [-] o'clock in the morning, the emperor officially announced the surrender and signed the surrender document.

After receiving the news, Yamamoto spat out a mouthful of blood out of anger, and then passed out directly...

1070 The Final Battle (End)

The battle between the Far East Regiment and the 91st Brigade around Beitang Town lasted for nearly a week.

When more than 1000 Kwantung Army elites of the No. 91 Brigade were seized with weapons and walked out of the Beitang Town position with their hands held high, the soldiers of the Far East Regiment cheered, and some even shed tears because of excitement.

Han Feng just stood casually at the exit from the Beitang Town position.

When all the Japanese soldiers who surrendered walked up to Han Feng, they all bowed respectfully, which startled Han Feng, thinking, what the hell are these little devils doing?

A Japanese military officer explained the confusion to everyone in the Far East Regiment: "Tuan Commander Han, our imperial Japanese soldiers fear the strong. You are different from those Chinese troops who accepted our troops' voluntary surrender. Our team was defeated by you. Thank you. You spared our lives, thank you!"

This is destined to be a team that is completely different from those Japanese troops who would choose to disarm even if they surrendered.

They witnessed the strength of the Far East Regiment and the strength of Madman Han.

They were defeated, defeated by convincing, not defeated by Japan's voluntary surrender!

Teams of disarmed Japanese troops walked out of the position in a gesture of surrender. Even the generals of the Far East Regiment couldn't help feeling emotional after watching this scene.

But there was no sign of that old devil Yamamoto.

What the hell is going on here?

"Where's your brigade commander, Yamamoto?" The monk grabbed a Japanese soldier and asked.

It's a pity that the soldier couldn't understand Chinese, so he just answered in a babbling manner, which was completely wrong.

After finally catching someone who could understand Chinese, he just shook his head to express his ignorance.

On Han Feng's side, he asked a few Japanese officers in Japanese, but these officers also said they didn't know. They just said that the order to surrender came from the headquarters, and it was an order issued by the brigade commander Saburo Yamamoto himself.

While Han Feng started to guard the prisoners, he led a team straight to the headquarters of the 91st Brigade in Beitang Town.

Yamamoto's headquarters consisted of several dilapidated houses that had not been demolished.

The head of the dignified 91st Brigade would actually fall into such a miserable situation.

Duan Peng led the special forces to vigilantly kick the house and search around.

A moment later, Duan Peng walked out of the room first, and when he looked at Han Feng, his expression was indescribably strange.

Han Feng asked, "What's the situation? Is that old guy Yamamoto in there?"

Duan Peng said: "Leader, you should go in and have a look yourself, this old devil is quite ruthless."

Han Feng nodded, and led the equally curious monk into the room.

As soon as he entered the inner room, a bloody smell came over his face, he looked intently, good guy, that old devil Yamamoto used his command knife to cut open his abdomen.

This is really harakiri!

They are all soldiers who are used to seeing life and death, so naturally they will not be frightened by this scene. Dong Chenghai, who came in later, said with emotion: "The little devil's bushido spirit will commit seppuku at every turn, but he can really endure severe pain and do it. There are really not many guys like this old devil Yamamoto who can cut open his entire stomach so neatly, and it is conceivable that this old devil's willpower is amazing!"

It was not only Yamamoto who committed suicide in the room, there was another one beside him, and the rank of major general on their epaulettes was shining brightly in the afterglow of the window.

"One should be that old fellow Yamamoto, and the other should be the chief of staff of the 91st Brigade." Han Feng said.

The monk clicked his tongue in amazement: "Third brother, these old devils can be so cruel to me, it's really amazing!"

Han Feng smiled and said, "Anyway, leaving a grenade to blow up this house will be considered as a grave for them! I hope that in the next life, I will not be an invader again. Who can blame this? "

The monk replied with a smile, "Yes."

So far, the 91st Brigade has been completely destroyed, and the final decisive battle ended with the surrender of the last thousand remaining members of the 91st Brigade by soldiers from the Far East Regiment...

1071 Retiring After Success

The tears of heroes shrouded in horse leather,

Defending the family and defending the country.

Throw your head, sprinkle blood, nine deaths without regret national heart!

There are 8000 million bones in Shenzhou, and he will go to the new country to surpass the past and the present!

During the 14-year Anti-Japanese War, the hardships, the love of the Bihai Danxia, ​​and the tragic and exciting historical chapters were written by the martyrs with blood and tears.

This is the greatness of life, not in the duration.

It is enough to die well.

After another battle between brothers, a great country that has been baptized by blood and fire was born from this, and the Chinese people stood up.

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