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

Then, Long Fei loudly asked the Japanese prisoners of war.

"Can any of you tell me who boiled boys in iron pots, dismembered people alive on horses, and ripped out the hearts of five young children in Xinzhuang?"

Because of Inoue Shiro's own boasting, coupled with the spread of the word by a large group of his soldiers, almost everyone in the entire regiment knew about it.

Therefore, many Japanese soldiers looked up at Long Fei, some of them hesitant to speak.

After all, betraying one's superior to the enemy would not only be seen as cowardly and afraid of death, but would also be labeled a traitor.

Seeing that the Japanese soldiers hesitated, Long Fei threatened them again.

“Your regimental commander refuses to tell, so he’s going to die a horrible death soon. If any of you tell me, I might consider sparing his life.”

These words clearly had an effect. One of the Japanese soldiers, who was terrified of death, finally mustered up the courage to point at Inoue Shiro and whisper a few words.

"Our captain did all of this."

"Oh……"

Long Fei looked at Inoue Shiro, strode up to him, grabbed him by the back of his neck by the collar, and dragged him to the main road in the town.

Inoue Shiro steeled himself and burst into wild laughter.

"Hehehe, I did it, so what? All Chinese pigs deserve to die."

Long Fei's facial muscles twitched involuntarily with anger as he spoke fiercely.

"You're pretty arrogant, and you're quite stubborn. Well then, let's see if your words are tougher, or if a tank is tougher."

After saying that, Long Fei revealed a strange smile and gave an order to the Tiger tank driver who was stopped in front of him.

“Crush this bastard into mincemeat to avenge the victims.”

Inoue Shiro was dumbfounded and hurriedly shouted.

"Wait... I'm a prisoner... You... can't kill me."

Long Fei coldly retorted, "My Longyan troops have a principle regarding you Japanese slaves: we do not accept prisoners."

"You will either die in battle, commit suicide, or be killed by us. We will end your sinful lives, and none of you will survive."

After saying that, Long Fei waved to the Tiger tank driver.

With a scream of "Ah..." from Inoue Shiro, a Tiger tank ran over him.

The driver wasn't satisfied with just running over him once, so he ran over him several times.

This bloody and horrific scene terrified all the captured Japanese soldiers, leaving them utterly terrified.

Long Fei's voice, like that of a judge from hell, kept echoing in their ears.

Seeing the Japanese soldiers trembling with fear, Long Fei urged Xin Jiang to hurry up.

"Xin Jiang, aren't you going to take action to avenge your family and fellow villagers?"

Xin Jiang's stomach churned violently, and he couldn't help but gag and vomit.

However, upon hearing Long Fei's words, his burning anger and overwhelming hatred instantly suppressed his physical discomfort.

Xin Jiang picked up his paratrooper knife and stabbed a Japanese soldier in the chest. The soldier's face contorted into a grotesque expression, and after struggling for a short while, he died.

Although Xin Jiang had practiced martial arts since childhood and was physically strong, this was the first time he had ever killed someone.

So, seeing his hands covered in blood and smelling the pungent stench of blood, he could no longer bear it and turned to vomit.

Long Fei stepped forward and gently patted his back a few times to relieve his discomfort, and whispered something in his ear.

“Xin Jiang, the Japanese devils are not human beings. They are beasts without humanity, even worse than pigs and dogs.”

Long Fei's comforting words quickly helped Xin Jiang recover, and the grief of losing his loved ones and his hatred for the Japanese invaders once again filled his entire being.

Xin Jiang's expression was grim as he muttered, "Father, Mother, Sister, fellow villagers, watch from heaven as I avenge you."

As Xin Jiang read, he used his paratrooper knife to stab each of the Japanese soldiers in front of him.

Before long, more than a hundred Japanese soldiers were stabbed to death by Xin Jiang, lying haphazardly on the ground.

At this point, Xin Jiang seemed to be exhausted from killing as well. Just kidding, even killing more than a hundred pigs would definitely leave him exhausted.

"Commander, I've killed enough..."

Xin Jiang was drenched in sweat, and his hands and clothes were covered in blood.

Long Fei reached out and took the paratrooper knife from his hand, then patted him on the shoulder.

"Okay, take a rest if you're tired."

Then Long Fei gestured to Xie Qiang to send someone to guard Xin Jiang, and then gave orders to everyone.

"Kill all those bastards, leave no one alive."

The Japanese soldier who had just reported Inoue Shiro hurriedly asked Long Fei a question.

"Don't kill me! Didn't you just say that you'd consider sparing anyone who told you this?"

Long Fei nodded solemnly: "That's right, I did say that, but after careful consideration, I've decided to kill you anyway, because your crimes are heinous and unforgivable."

"What? You Chinese, you're a liar, you're not keeping your word..."

Seeing the Japanese soldier's furious outburst of accusations, his tone was clearly filled with fear.

Long Fei plunged the knife directly into his chest and then twisted it forcefully.

"To keep your word with a perverted nation and country like yours is irresponsible. You are a bunch of hypocrites and a garbage country."

According to Long Fei, this Japanese soldier breathed his last in despair.

Long Fei drew his paratrooper knife, spat at the Japanese soldier's corpse, and then walked up to Miyoshi Yoshihime with the knife.

Miyoshi Kihei had long been terrified by Ryufei's ruthlessness.

He remained leaning against the corner of the wall, having lost all courage to even stand up.

Now that he has neither a gun nor a knife, he can't even commit suicide.

But then again, even if you gave him a gun and a knife, he might not be able to bring himself to do it.

Long Fei didn't want to delay any longer, since the Japanese 7th Regiment was marching rapidly toward Taiping Town, and judging by the time, it would take no more than half an hour to arrive.

"Hey... you little devil, stop sitting there, it's time to send you on your way."

"Nani, let's go..."

Miyoshi Kihei is now truly regretful, regretting why he came to China to die.

Finally, Kihei Miyoshi mustered up his courage and asked, "Please give me a quick one, thank you."

Long Fei shook his head and sneered, "Wanting a quick death? You're dreaming, but I don't agree."

After saying that, Long Fei slit Miyoshi Kihei's throat with a single stroke, and blood immediately spurted out with a "sizzling" sound.

Long Fei kicked Sanhao Xiping to the ground to avoid getting his own blood splattered on him.

Then he squatted down and wiped the paratrooper knife clean on the uniform of another Japanese soldier's corpse.

He couldn't help but mutter hatefully, "You dare to invade my China? Not only are you doomed, you'll suffer a terrible death."

At this point, the other soldiers had also finished off all the remaining Japanese soldiers.

"Everyone, evacuate Taiping Town immediately and assemble on the east side outside the town. Next, we should host a banquet to entertain the Japanese 7th Regiment."

Liu Yuqing couldn't help but ask, "Commander, you laid down a minefield before, what kind of feast are you planning to hold next?"

Long Fei looked up and laughed, then replied.

"Haha, next, let's give the Japanese a fatal artillery barrage."

"Artillery array? Where are the artillery pieces?" Liu Yuqing looked at Long Fei blankly.

Liu Yuqing had always had a question in her mind: how could Long Fei summon all kinds of weapons and equipment at any time?

This puzzled him greatly, and he secretly decided to find an opportunity to ask him about it.

Long Fei couldn't answer that question, so he could only dodge it and continue speaking.

"The Japanese have always mocked the National Army for its weak firepower. With their small-caliber mountain guns and infantry guns, how dare they be so arrogant?"

"This time, let them experience what real artillery barrage is like."