I used the Mo Dao (a type of long-handled sword) to fight the Japanese.

Another one dies!

Upon hearing that scream, Zhao Mancang knew it was another night of trouble! He let out another scream, dragged his bamboo pole, and headed back home. After restoring the barbed wire and the roof beams on the cliff to their original state, he rushed back to his thatched hut and lay down fully clothed.

"Hahahaha, it wasn't me, was it? The evil spirit has come to claim my life again! You devils have done so many evil deeds, and now you're getting your comeuppance, aren't you? Good riddance!"

"Give me back my life!"

"Give me back my life!"

The Nationalist squad leader, tied to a stake in the courtyard, started yelling incoherently as he watched the Japanese suffer again. His tone was full of schadenfreude mixed with boundless resentment!

"Baka! If you keep yelling like that, I'll die!" Another patrol of Japanese soldiers was walking towards the mine when they heard the Nationalist sergeant yelling. They rushed forward and smashed his rifle into the sergeant's hip! They were just feeling scared when this guy was looking for trouble. If you don't get hit, who will?

"Hahahaha, give me back my life!"

"Give me back my life!"

The Nationalist squad leader knew he couldn't escape this fate and didn't care about the Japanese soldiers' beatings and curses. He laughed wildly and continued to yell at the top of his lungs!

"Luffy luffy luffy~~~~"

The Japanese soldiers didn't care about him. The patrol team from the other side of the mine ran back and blew the alarm whistle. They were all pale and trembling all over, looking utterly miserable!

Soon the Japanese soldiers were mobilized again and ordered to assemble. The laborers came out of their thatched huts and gathered in small groups to discuss the matter.

"What's wrong now? Can't people get any sleep? It's not even dawn yet!"

"Still want to sleep? You're lucky to be alive! Didn't you hear the guy on the stake yelling? The Japanese have probably been hit again!"

"What do you mean? Did you encounter a ghost?"

"I don't know, but it looks pretty much right! It was the same yesterday!"

"Good! The Japanese devils have done so many evil deeds, they'll get their comeuppance sooner or later! This is retribution!"

"Have any Japanese soldiers died?"

"Who knows? Anyway, they wouldn't create such a big commotion for no reason! It would be better if they all died!"

"They deserved to die! If they were all dead, I'd go back and set off firecrackers for three days and three nights!"

"So, some Japanese soldiers died yesterday too? Good riddance! Good riddance!"

The fact that Japanese soldiers had died was not to be known to these laborers. How could the noble subjects of the Emperor die so easily? We had to maintain their tough image in front of these laborers and not let them laugh at us!

But secrets don't stay hidden forever. Such large-scale gatherings for two consecutive days naturally aroused suspicion. Everyone gleefully cursed the Japanese devils to be wiped out!

"Baka! Keep quiet, don't speak in hushed tones!" Kato Nobuo shouted sternly, his face grim. Another death! This vice-captain was furious! Even with increased guards, people were still getting infected—it was a slap in the face to his own words!

A moment later, two Japanese soldiers carried the body of the patrol squad leader into the courtyard. The soldiers standing at the front saw it and their faces lit up with excited smiles.

Just like the day before, after everyone had assembled, the next step was to check the dormitories, count the number of people, and search each person's body and shoes. Having learned from the previous day's experience, they naturally found nothing. In the end, they had no choice but to urge them to get back to work.

"Hahahaha, this is the evil spirit taking lives! You Japanese devils have done so many bad things, one by one you will be haunted by evil spirits and die a violent death! Just wait! Heaven has opened its eyes!" The Nationalist soldier squad leader on the wooden stake started acting up again, his sarcastic attitude was very arrogant!

"Baka!" Kato was furious. He drew his sword and chopped off the man's head in one swift motion! The huge head rolled a long way like a watermelon, stopping right in front of Kato Nobuo, its eyes wide open and a strange smile on its lips!

Kato Nobuo glanced at it and felt a chill run down his spine! What's with the laughter when the body is already dead? He quickly ordered someone to dispose of the body and hurried back to his courtyard.

Zhao Mancang smiled slightly. These people have a new subject for their dreams tonight, and he believed the Japanese would like it!

……

In the small courtyard, Captain Nagano Muko and Deputy Captain Kato Nobuo sat in their office listening to the autopsy report from the medical team doctor, while translator Xu Fugui stood to the side, bending over and carefully attending to them.

"Major Nagano, according to the autopsy results, the squad leader was first hit on the head by a rolling rock, fell into the mine pit, and broke his neck. According to the patrol soldiers, the soldiers behind him heard the scream and knocked down a rock that hit the squad leader. The whole thing, like the soldier yesterday, was an accident! In the end, it was all caused by that strange scream!" The doctor explained the autopsy results in detail.

"Baka! Didn't you find anything unusual when you checked those Maruda?" Nagano asked angrily.

"Nothing was found. There were no signs of them going out, either in their shacks or on their bodies. This was most likely done by outsiders!" Kato Nobuo was also baffled. He had firmly believed from the beginning that it was the laborers who were behind it, but two searches had yielded no valuable evidence. Yesterday, that Nationalist army squad leader had taken the blame, but today there wasn't even a suspect. What were they going to do?

If this continues, the entire mining area will descend into chaos! How could the soldiers, shrouded in such bizarre events, possibly maintain their mission? Undoubtedly, the soldiers were already somewhat panicked!

"Sir, in our village, we believe in burial for peace after death. If a body is not buried, the soul of the deceased will not find peace for a long time and will become a vengeful spirit that harms people! The problem may lie at Luanshigang. I suggest burning those bodies and then inviting a few geomancers to perform a ritual. Perhaps that can resolve the current predicament," Xu Fugui suggested, bowing deeply.

"Hmm?... Alright! Just burn them all! Burning those Mara soldiers will ease the tension a bit... As for a ritual, forget it! The Imperial Japanese Army won't perform rituals for commoners!" Nagano Mukoto thought for a moment and decided it was feasible. Letting the soldiers set fire to the corpses would vent their hatred! As for vengeful spirits, they didn't believe in them at all. Hadn't they killed countless people since the invasion of China? They hadn't heard of any vengeful spirits appearing there! This must be the work of a human!

"Hi!" Xu Fugui quickly replied, he was just making a suggestion and it was none of his business whether or not to do it.

"Continue to strengthen vigilance and expand patrol areas. The dignity of Imperial soldiers cannot be trampled on by these lowly Chinese!" Nagano Muko instructed his deputy captain.

"Yes, sir!" Kato Nobuo quickly agreed. They wouldn't have a moment's peace until they found that charlatan! Two people had already died; if this continued, their force of several dozen couldn't withstand it!

Once the decision was made, these people immediately took action. The two captains personally led the team, and all the Japanese soldiers who were on rest shifts were mobilized, carrying gasoline and fuel, and quickly arrived at the rocky hill. Soon, a raging fire broke out there!

At the same time, a strong stench of decay filled the air, forcing the soldiers to cover their mouths and noses and retreat to the side, coughing incessantly...