The War of Resistance Against Japan: Special Operations Battalion Traverses Shanghai and Slaughters

Di Zhoulibing watched as the entire division was slaughtered like pigs, and he closed his eyes in great pain.

"This is fucking cruel."

At this moment, Xu Peng saw a Japanese soldier on the water, lying on a door panel, holding something high in his hand, and shouting loudly.

"Don't shoot...don't shoot...friendship...friendship..."

Xu Peng felt something was off, so he quickly ordered that they not kill him yet and had him paddle over.

After the two special forces soldiers dragged the Japanese soldier in front of Xu Peng, Xu Peng finally saw that the Japanese soldier was holding a photograph.

Xu Peng snatched the photo and looked at it. The photo showed a Chinese woman in her twenties holding a baby who was about six months old, with a Japanese soldier handing her food.

Xu Peng was puzzled that a Japanese soldier had a photo of a Chinese woman holding a child.

What's the story behind this photo?

The Japanese soldier was shivering from the cold, but when Xu Peng asked him in Japanese, he hurriedly explained, though his voice trembled.

“This was taken by our war correspondent in Wuxi to show the friendship between our two countries. I have a wife and children at home. Please don’t kill me.”

Seeing that the Japanese soldier spoke so earnestly, Xu Peng hesitated, unsure whether to kill him or spare his life.

At this moment, Long Fei saw it and strode over.

"what's the situation?"

"Commander, this Japanese soldier is holding this photo taken in Wuxi. He says that the two countries are friendly and cordial, and that he also has a wife and children. He begs us to let him go."

Long Fei took the photo from Xu Peng, squinted at it, and then looked at the Japanese soldier.

Judging from the Japanese soldier's expression, although he was terrified, it seemed somewhat genuine. However, Long Fei noticed a deliberately concealed fierce glint in his eyes.

Long Fei knew all too well the hypocritical and brutal nature of the Japanese.

If this Japanese soldier claims to have a wife and children, then why does he keep this photo of a Chinese woman holding a child close to his body?

"You say you have a wife and children, so why don't you carry their photos with you, instead of this photo of a woman and child from our China?"

After Long Fei finished asking the question, the Japanese soldier hurriedly pulled out another photo from his pocket.

"I brought it with me; my wife and daughter are inside."

The Japanese soldier forced a smile and handed the photo to Long Fei.

Long Fei picked it up and looked at it, and his doubts grew even stronger.

"The woman and her child in this photo, you must have killed them, right? You keep this photo just to satisfy your perverted desires, as a souvenir, am I right?"

The Japanese soldier was terrified upon hearing this and hurriedly waved his hand.

"No, no, no, they are all alive, really."

Long Fei ignored the Japanese soldier's words and instead slowly squatted down, drawing his paratrooper knife.

"Don't treat us like fools. If you tell me the truth, I might spare your life. But if you keep denying it, well, I'll kill you right now."

After saying that, Long Fei raised his paratrooper knife, as if to stab the Japanese soldier in the chest.

The Japanese soldier turned pale with fright when he saw that they had been talking amicably, but suddenly the Japanese soldier turned on him and wanted to kill him.

"I'm telling the truth... please don't kill me..."

But it was too late; Long Fei plunged a knife into his thigh.

"Ouch...it hurts..."

The Japanese soldier screamed in pain as blood streamed down his thigh wound.

Long Fei's actions puzzled those around him. The Japanese soldiers acted very kindly and even swore that he was telling the truth, so why did they stab him?

However, everyone hated the Japanese devils, so they did what they wanted. Besides, Long Fei was the corps commander, so he must have had his reasons for doing so.

"Aren't you going to tell the truth? Then I'll keep stabbing you until you confess honestly."

After saying that, Long Fei drew his knife and prepared to stab the Japanese soldier's other thigh.

"No, no, no... stop stabbing me! If I tell the truth, will you spare my life?"

Long Fei nodded seriously: "That's right, I keep my word."

The Japanese soldier thought that if he didn't tell the truth, he would definitely be stabbed to death by Long Fei, so he might as well be honest and confess, and there might still be a glimmer of hope for his life.

But the Japanese soldier was also conflicted, because he was afraid that if he told the truth, Long Fei would be angry and break his promise, and would eventually kill him.

Seeing that the Japanese soldier remained silent, Long Fei grew impatient and raised his knife again with a stern face.

"I'll count to three. If you don't tell me by now, I'll cut your stomach open and scoop out all your entrails..."

The Japanese soldier was startled by Long Fei's harsh words and hurriedly began to confess.

“I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you. This woman and child were hiding under the bed at home, but our team eventually found them.”

"I thought the woman was very pretty, so I asked the war correspondent to take a picture of her."

"Because the higher-ups required these war correspondents to take more friendly photos for propaganda purposes, the reporter asked me to deliberately hand her some food."

"After the photos were taken..."

At this point, the Japanese soldier paused and secretly observed Long Fei's expression.

"You fucking bastard, what are you looking at me for? Do you want me to stab you again?"

Long Fei glared angrily, which made the Japanese soldier tremble again.

"After taking the photos, we dragged the woman into the room and the whole squad gang-raped her... As for her child, because he was crying, he was thrown into the pot of boiling water on the stove."

"After we finished, we dragged the woman into the yard, poured gasoline on her, and burned her to death."

Although the Japanese soldier's voice got softer and softer, Xu Peng, who was standing next to him, could still hear it clearly.

"What...you fucking bastards, how can you be so inhuman? You even dared to lie to me just now..."

Xu Peng was so angry that his brain was congested with blood, and he kicked the Japanese soldier into the water.

The Japanese soldiers were so cold in the water that they could only struggle desperately.

Long Fei gritted his teeth, slowly stood up, and said to Xu Peng.

"Those Japanese devils are all beasts in human form, spouting nothing but lies. So, do you still want to let this Japanese devil go?"

Xu Peng shook his head violently, but said painfully, "Didn't you just promise the Japanese that you would spare his life if he confessed?"

A strong killing intent flashed in Long Fei's eyes as he said mockingly.

"I promised to let him go, but whether you agree or not is none of my business."

Xu Peng's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly ordered, "Drag this bastard up here! I'm going to avenge this mother and daughter today!"

After being pulled up, the Japanese soldier saw Xu Peng's fierce and menacing appearance and knew that his death was imminent.

But the Japanese soldiers were still not satisfied and questioned Long Fei.

"Didn't you promise to spare my life? Do you Chinese people talk nonsense?"

Long Fei silently lit a cigarette, and it was half gone in two puffs.

Then, looking at Dizhou Libing and Yizhichuan Yong, who were trapped high up, he said.

"Of course I keep my word and will definitely let you go, but whether my comrades agree or not is none of my business."

"Furthermore, I don't know whether the wronged souls who died tragically under your clutches will agree to let you go, so I can only send you down to ask them in person."

Xu Peng had already made arrangements. Several special forces members not only brought a large pot, but also a can of gasoline.