Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 3014 The Japanese Devils' Last Fury!

Inside the Da'an mine, dim lights flickered in the wind, as if they might go out at any moment.

When the Japanese squad leader Yamada received the telegram from Kujo Miyamoto, a ferocious smile appeared on his face. The smile was like that of a demon, sending chills down one's spine.

He immediately summoned his Japanese soldiers and puppet troops, repeated the contents of the telegram, and then shouted, "You lot, go and wake up all those sleeping miners right now! Kill them all according to Lord Kujo's orders! Anyone who dares to disobey orders will die!"

As he spoke, Yamada deliberately looked at the puppet troops, because those words were meant for them.

Upon hearing this, Sun Laitou, the leader of the puppet army, felt a pang of unease, and a hint of hesitation appeared on his face.

Although he was a traitor, he usually just bullied miners and skimmed some money off them. If he were to actually kill people, especially so many, he would be genuinely afraid.

However, seeing Yamada's fierce eyes, he knew he had no choice but to nod and say, "Sir, don't worry, I'll take care of it right away!"

Sun Laitou led a group of puppet soldiers, carrying sticks and guns, and marched menacingly toward the miners' dormitory.

At this moment, some miners had just finished a long day of hard work and were lying on the ground resting, exhausted.

Suddenly, the dormitory door was kicked open, and the puppet soldiers rushed in, shouting, "Get up! Get up! The Imperial Army has ordered you to assemble outside!"

The miners were terrified by this sudden turn of events. They didn't know what had happened and could only obediently leave their dormitories.

When they saw the dark gun barrels outside and the fierce expressions of the puppet soldiers, an ominous premonition immediately welled up in their hearts.

"Hurry up, hurry up! Don't dawdle!"

The puppet troops used sticks to drive the miners towards Yamada's men.

At this moment, the Japanese soldiers had already set up machine guns there, ready for battle.

Yamada walked up to the miners and said loudly in broken Chinese, "You all, line up in pairs and tie each other together with a rope!"

Although the miners did not understand the Japanese soldiers' intentions, they dared not disobey and could only obediently do as they were told.

Soon, the miners were all tied together in pairs and then escorted by the puppet troops toward the edge of the mine.

Along the way, the miners were whispering among themselves, completely unaware of what had happened.

However, in recent days, it seems as if the Japanese are killing people, so many people have a bad feeling.

A young miner, his voice trembling, asked the older miner beside him, "Uncle, what are they doing? Are they going to kill us?"

The old miner, called Third Uncle, frowned and muttered, "Who knows? These Japanese devils are ruthless and capable of anything. Stay close to me and do whatever I tell you to do."

"Yes, Third Uncle!"

The young miner nodded vigorously. He looked to be only about fifteen or sixteen years old and had a timid and submissive demeanor. If he hadn't met a kind-hearted uncle at the mine, he probably would have died long ago.

But clearly, he wasn't the luckiest; in the end, he still walked to the guillotine prepared for them by the Japanese.

When they arrived at a wasteland on the edge of the mine, the Japanese soldiers had already dug a series of large pits there.

Yamada stood at the edge of the pit, grinning smugly. He waved his hand, signaling the puppet troops to bring the miners to the edge. Sun Laitou dared not disobey the Japanese orders. Although he felt a pang of conscience, he believed that others dying was better than him dying. So, against his conscience, he shouted, "The Imperial Army has ordered you to bring them all to the edge of the pit!"

The puppet soldiers shoved the miners, driving them to the edge of the pit. Looking at the bottomless abyss, the miners understood what was happening. They struggled desperately, trying to break free of the ropes and escape.

But it was all in vain. Yamada had already given the order to fire: "Fire!"

At Yamada's command, the Japanese soldiers pulled the triggers.

A hail of bullets rained down on the miners, who fell to the ground, their crimson blood instantly staining the earth beneath their feet.

In an instant, cries, shouts, and gunshots mingled together, creating a tragic scene of war.

The miners who weren't hit by the first volley of bullets stared in horror at what they saw, and then a single thought popped into their minds: run.

At this point, they were either tied together in pairs or in groups. They all wanted to run, but each wanted to run first. As a result, they were like grasshoppers on the same rope, and none of them managed to escape.

Only the old miner, Uncle San, pulled the young miner along when the Japanese soldiers started firing, causing them to fall backward into the deep pit and escape unharmed.

The vast majority of the remaining miners perished under the guns of the Japanese soldiers after two rounds of machine gun fire.

Some of the survivors were shot and fell into the crater, while others were still groaning in pain.

Yamada looked at the horrific scene before him, but nodded in satisfaction. He said to Sun Laitou, "You did a good job! These miners died a worthy death, contributing to the great cause of the Imperial Army! As for those who are still alive, I'll leave them to you. Kill them, throw them into the pit, and then drive the next batch of miners over!"

Sun Laitou asked, somewhat puzzled, "Imperial Army, if we kill all these people, won't there be anyone left to work for the Imperial Army?"

Yamada snapped, "This isn't something you need to worry about. There's only one thing you need to do: obey, obey, and obey some more. Do you understand?"

"Hi!"

Sun Laitou had no choice but to nod and bow and obey the order. Then, following the Japanese's instructions, he ordered, "Go and finish off those miners who are still alive, so they won't be buried alive and suffer even more."

"Yes!"

The puppet troops also knew that once they had taken the Japanese army as their source of income, there was no turning back, so they had no choice but to continue down this path.

One by one, the puppet soldiers drew their bayonets and stabbed the miners who were still screaming in agony after being shot.

The miners struggled and cursed, but the puppet soldiers seemed not to hear them.

They were like tools, like walking corpses, having long lost their humanity.

Moreover, they had seen far too many such killings in the mines.

However, if a person experiences something too many times, they will become numb to it.

They mechanically poked their compatriots, then abandoned them in the deep pit without a second thought.

Some people were even cursing that the miners' blood had splattered on them.

Little did they know that this scene in the mine had been witnessed by the scouts of the anti-Japanese brigade hidden in the shadows, who immediately went back to report to Long Qianyan and Captain Ma Hu!