Naoto Asano wakes up quietly from his coma.

Except for the burning pain on the right butt, there is no other discomfort.

However, this little Japanese man was also cunning enough. After waking up, he did not open his eyes immediately, but still closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious.

A pair of ears stood up.

You can hear Chinese people talking.

There was a faint smell of flesh scent into his nose.

Naoto Asano lived in Wuhan for nearly ten years before joining the army, so he could hear clearly what these Chinese people with Hubei accents were saying?

Chinese A: "It smells so good."

Chinese B: "It's really delicious."

Chinese C: "I didn't expect human flesh to be so delicious."

Hearing this, Nao Asano's heart paused, human flesh?

Chinese: "If I had known that human flesh was so delicious, I would have transported the more than 200 Japanese corpses back last time, which would be enough for us to eat for half a year!"

Chinese A: "Not it, it's really a waste."

Chinese C: "It's not too late to know now, just don't waste it in the future."

"It's a must." Chinese people, "If you catch the Japanese in the future, you can't waste them anymore. You will kill them all and eat meat."

Hearing this, Naoto Asano's stomach immediately felt a strong discomfort. These Chinese people are so barbaric that they actually eat human flesh. What is the difference between this and wild beasts?

He originally thought that Jiro Kuroshima was barbaric enough.

However, they did not expect that these Eighth Route Army were actually more barbaric than Jiro Kuroshima.

Chinese A: "Not to mention that, the Japanese in front of you can't waste it."

"What I said is, I'll cut another piece of butt meat." Chinese Ding Dao, "I didn't eat that piece just now, and I've snatched all of you guys."

When Naoto Asano shivered when he heard this.

What happened? What this group of Chinese people just ate was his butt meat?

No wonder I felt the right half of my butt was sore just now. It turned out that his entire right half of his butt had been eaten? Now I still have to cut off his left half of his butt and bake it for food?

At this moment, Naoto Asano was so scared.

Just as I was scared, I vaguely heard a footstep coming to him.

Then there was a heavy breathing sound, and it seemed that a man had squatted down.

Then Naoto Asano felt his body being roughly turned over, and his pants were also pulled down, and then he felt a slight coolness on his left butt egg.

It seemed that a sharp blade was pressed up.

Thinking that the only left half of the butt was about to leave me,

Naoto Asano suddenly screamed in fear: "No, don't eat me!"

With this scream, Naoto Asano's eyes opened and the person turned over suddenly.

Then he saw an Eighth Route Army holding a bayonet in his hand, squatting in front of him, with a pair of fierce eyes constantly glancing on his left buttocks.

Asano Naoto suddenly tightened his chrysanthemum.

His butt also subconsciously shrank back.

"Don't eat me." Asano Naoto begs again, "please."

"You can speak Chinese?" The Eighth Route Army seemed a little surprised, but the movements in its hands did not stop. It turned over Naoto Asano's body and pressed it to the ground.

Naoto Asano struggled hard, but his hands were tied up and he couldn't even struggle.

The Eighth Route Army held down Naoto Asano and said, "But being able to speak Chinese can't save you. We haven't eaten meat for a long time. Today we happened to use you to eat meat."

Naoto Asano turned his head hard and saw the Eighth Route Army's bayonet cut off from the corner of his eyes.

The next second, Naoto Asano felt a piercing pain coming from his left buttock. The pain came so violently that he fainted in an instant.

I don't know how long it took, Nao Asano woke up again.

This time I didn't pretend to be dead, because it was useless.

Turning his head and looking, he saw a terrifying eighth party holding a piece of meat, using sharp bayonet blades to form small pieces, and then skewed them with small wooden signs and roast them on the fire.

More than a dozen meat skewers were placed on the fire.

And it has been roasted to the point of being greasy.

The air was filled with the tempting aroma of barbecue.

Seeing this, Nao Asano cried out loud, really crying.

"Beasts, devils, you devils are not humans."

"You are not humans, you eat human flesh, you are just a group of demons."

"You will definitely go to hell after you die, the 18th level of knife saw hell."

The dozen or so local 8th routes seemed to be not heard, and they were barbecuing and joking.

Naoto Asano felt his butt hurt even more, and he suspected that he had been cut to the point of only bones.

There are more than a dozen of this group of terribly eighth routes. Although his two butts are fat, they are not enough to eat.

Just as he was thinking that there was not enough food, another Tujiao Route Army stood up and walked over with a cold bayonet.

"Just two butts, how can it be enough to eat?" Tuba said as he walked, "Just cut off the flesh of the Japanese thighs, so that it can be enough to eat."

While saying that, Tuyao Route Army squatted down next to Naoto Asano.

Immediately afterwards, Naoto Asano felt a blade pressing against his right leg.

Now Naoto Asano completely collapsed and started to wail like a pig slaughter.

Naoto Asano may be able to face death calmly, but he cannot face the ending of eating up all flesh and blood. This is not only because of the torture similar to the torture of Lingchi, but also because of the Japanese beliefs.

Because in the Japanese belief, if the body cannot be kept intact, even if it dies, it will not be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation. He can only be a lonely ghost. Who can withstand this?

Even if you die, your soul will return to your hometown.

The Japanese have a strong local complex.

"No, please don't eat me."

"I can provide you with information!"

Naoto Asano's will completely collapse.

He begged the Eighth Route Army not to eat him in tears.

"But we don't want intelligence, we just want to eat meat."

The Eighth Route Army said, then raised the sharp bayonet again.

"No, please don't eat me, I will be useful to you."

Naoto Asano cried even harder, feeling wronged like a child.

"Okay." The Eighth Route Army finally put down the bayonet, "Tell me what you know? If you can really provide valuable information, you can't eat you."

"Our wing is composed of reserve troops from the Guards Cavalry wing."

"Our wing captain is called Kuroshima Morita, and he is a member of the royal family and the baron."

"Our wing has four cavalry squadrons, one cavalry artillery squadron, one heavy machine gun squadron, one armored vehicle squadron and one baggage squadron, and the total force is more than 1,400."

"Oh, by the way, there are only three cavalry squadrons left now."

"Our wing has more than 1,300 war horses and mules and horses."

"In addition, there are 8 Type 87 armored vehicles and 4 Type 95 tanks."

Naoto Asano said everything he knew was like a bean poured on a boot tube.

Finally, Naoto Asano even spoke out the gossip about Kuroshima Morita.

"The captain of the guard team, Jiro Kuroshima, is the younger brother of our corps captain, but it was not born to the same mother."

"Kuroshima Jiro's mother is only forty years old, as old as our team leader, and our team leader's father was already seventy when he married his second wife. So there are rumors that Kuroshima Jiro was actually not the younger brother of our team leader, but the illegitimate son born to him and his stepmother Noro."

"Fuck, it's so messy."

More than a dozen warriors said in amazement.

Wang Ye said: "What is Kuroshima Morita's personality?"

"Reckless." Asano Naoto said, "but the equestrian level is extremely high, and the kendo level is even more first-class. It is rumored that a person once destroyed a small dojo with one knife."

Wang Ye said again: "Where is that Jiro Kuroshima?"

"More reckless." Asano Naoto said, "Although the captain is reckless, he is sometimes terrifyingly calm. But Jiro Kuroshima is a complete idiot, who does nothing through the brain."

After saying this, he said, "By the way, the last time I went deep into the Taihang bandit area... Well, it was your base area. The one who went deep into your base area and slaughtered a village was Jiro Kuroshima's guard cavalry team.

"So it's this little Japanese!" Wei Dayong and others showed a terrifying murderous intent.

"That, that..." Asano Naoto said anxiously, "I have already told all the information I know. You probably won't eat me again, right?"

Hearing this, more than a dozen warriors burst into laughter.
Chapter completed!