Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 3019 The miners have gone berserk!

Yamada's body trembled violently, his clothes soaked with cold sweat. Every scream of the Japanese and puppet soldiers was like a heavy hammer blow to his heart, shattering his last remaining hope.

He looked at the angry miners around him, their faces twisted with hatred, like demons from hell, as if they wanted to devour him alive.

Fear surged like a tidal wave, instantly engulfing him completely. His mind went blank, leaving only one thought: death might be his only escape at this moment. But he was unwilling to die like this; those humiliating and painful ways to die flashed through his mind, sending chills down his spine.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on his clenched teeth, and a crazy thought surged into his mind—to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

He knew this would be incredibly painful, but compared to being tortured to death by the miners, it seemed to be his only "dignity."

His hands were tightly bound, rendering him unable to move, so he could only concentrate all his strength on his teeth.

He clenched his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, his eyes wide open, filled with a complex and conflicted expression.

"what!"

Yamada let out a silent scream in his heart, his teeth clenched tightly, and he bit his tongue hard.

Instantly, a piercing pain shot from the tip of his tongue throughout his body, causing him to shudder violently and nearly faint.

But fear of the miners he had oppressed kept him awake, and he continued to bite his tongue hard until he felt a warm sensation on the tip of his tongue.

That was the taste of blood, salty and fishy, ​​making his stomach churn.

His mouth quickly filled with blood, which gushed down the corners of his mouth, staining his chin and collar red.

His breathing became rapid, his vision began to blur, and the scene before him gradually became unreal.

But he could still hear the miners' angry roars and the screams of the Japanese and puppet troops. The sounds seemed to come from a distant hell, yet they entered his ears with unparalleled clarity.

Finally, his strength gradually ran out, and his teeth loosened.

His body collapsed limply to the ground, his eyes wide open, staring at the gray sky, where the shadow of his home seemed to be.

He thought of the cherry blossoms in his hometown, and his elderly parents. Tears involuntarily streamed down his face, mingling with the blood at the corner of his mouth.

“I… shouldn’t have… come…”

With his last ounce of strength, he uttered those words indistinctly, then his head lolled to the side, and he lost all life. In his unclosed eyes, there remained endless regret and a deep fear of death.

Yamada Kiko ended his life in this way, which was a good thing for him.

Because the next second, after using wooden sticks, shovels, and picks to kill all the puppet soldiers and Japanese soldiers, the miner's murderous gaze fell on Yamada.

Even if Liu Jinbiao and the others wanted to stop them, they couldn't. These miners had already tasted blood and were now in a frenzy of killing.

Unfortunately, Yamada was already dead; no matter how much they beat him, he wouldn't budge. The angry miners had no choice but to give up.

At this point, some people even suggested taking weapons and going to fight the Japanese; they were absolutely insane with killing sprees.

"Let's go! Let's grab our weapons and wipe out the Japanese devils' lair!" A miner with a face covered in blood shouted hoarsely, raising his shovel high.

"Yes, kill all those bastards!"

"Damn it, I've had enough of this humiliation!"

"Exactly, those Japanese devils are nothing special, damn them!"

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Once someone took the lead, a chorus of agreement immediately arose from the surrounding crowd.

However, at that moment, Liu Jinbiao saw this and rushed to the front of the crowd, opened his arms and shouted, "Stop right there! Calm down!"

Liu Jinbiao also got anxious, so he spoke very loudly, which actually silenced everyone.

The crowd gradually quieted down, but their angry gazes remained fixed on Liu Jinbiao, as if waiting for an explanation.

Liu Jinbiao quickly softened his tone, saying, "Brothers, I understand how you feel. We all hate those Japanese and puppet troops! But think about it, those Japanese and puppet troops were completely unprepared and caught off guard. If it were a head-on confrontation, fifty or so Japanese and puppet troops could easily defeat hundreds of us. Let alone now that they are on guard, if we rush in recklessly, wouldn't that be just throwing our lives away?"

A commotion arose in the crowd, and some people began to whisper among themselves: "Yeah, what this guy said is true. He's the one who captured the Japanese officer and saved us!"

At this moment, Watanabe also squeezed to the front and echoed, "Brother Liu is right. Everyone should calm down. Now is not the time to act impulsively. We need to think things through carefully."

Suzuki nodded repeatedly, echoing, "Yes, everyone, don't be impulsive. We will definitely find a way to deal with the Japanese."

At this moment, these Japanese soldiers were also very clear in their hearts that they had already done eighty-eight prostrations, so what difference would one more tremor make?

Therefore, they had to present themselves as someone who hated the Japanese and cared for the miners. Furthermore, they couldn't let Liu Jinbiao stand out too much, lest it affect their infiltration plan.

So, after being persuaded by Liu Jinbiao, Watanabe and Suzuki, the thousands of miners who had gathered gradually quieted down.

Taking the opportunity, Liu Jinbiao directed, "Listen to me, everyone. Let's set up defenses along this square, focusing on the west side. The gunfire on the east side has almost stopped. The Japanese are likely to retreat back from our west side, so we need to prepare in advance."

Although the miners were somewhat reluctant to give up, they followed orders and moved sandbags and planks to make shelter.

Time passed second by second, and just as the temporary defensive fortifications were about to be completed, the defeated Japanese soldiers and puppet troops appeared.

There were probably more than a hundred of them, and they fled in a sorry state.

But when they arrived at the square, the Japanese officer suddenly waved his hand and ordered the retreating troops to stop, because they sensed something was wrong. The square was too quiet and there were large areas of defensive fortifications.

The Japanese officer shouted, "Whose troops are up ahead? Whose orders are you to deploy here?"

At this moment, a puppet soldier said, "Sir, are you one of our own? It's probably Commander Yamada who led his men to set up defenses here."

The Japanese officer slapped the talkative puppet soldier hard across the face: "Baka! When I left, Commander Yamada had already been captured by those miners. How could he have had a chance to set up defenses? It must have been those damned miners!"

boom!
However, at that moment, a miner, in a fit of panic, pulled the trigger, and the bullet grazed the Japanese officer's head, scraping his scalp!