Chapter 212 Special Drink
On the main road to Mariveles Port, a tall white man was walking on the road with his head in his hands. Two Japanese men behind him were escorting him with weapons racks in a showy manner. From time to time, I would yell and curse a few words in Japanese.
"Baga! Hi Ku!"
Iikuni Kojiro was holding a bayonet and following He Chi, who was dressed as a Japanese sergeant. The eyes of the private from Daban became more and more awed. Not long ago, he saw with his own eyes that He Chi turned into a dead sergeant within half an hour using a few simple items.
At least nine points similar.
There is no shame in doing things for the strong, and it may be beneficial. This is the creed that Kojiro believes in.
"He, let's take a rest. I'm a little thirsty and my hands are sore." Charles, who was walking in front, turned around and whispered to He Chi.
"Shut up! Charles, turn around! Don't take the initiative to speak, I won't make you thirsty." He Chi immediately scolded the American reporter and turned around.
The other party had no choice but to obey and do as he was told.
"Okay! You spineless beautiful pig! Sit down!" He Chi pretended to curse a few words in Japanese, raised his foot and kicked Charles on the waist. The American reporter took advantage of the situation. Fell on the roadside.
"Be careful, we are escorting you now. Have you ever seen any prisoner who dared to talk to the guard like that!" He Chi whispered in the American's ear, took off the kettle, and roughly stuffed it into the American's mouth. .
“Hmm~” Charlieson felt that his mouth was filled with sour liquid, which tasted a bit strange.
Because he drank in a hurry, some of the stuff leaked out of the corner of his mouth. Charles caught it with his hand and found that it turned out to be a golden liquid like urine, with even foam on it.
"He, what did you give me to drink? It tastes weird, and it looks like urine."
"I got the juice of cassuo from the woods." ( Kasu: Kasuy, a tropical plant, its seeds are the cashew nuts we often eat)
He Chi shook the kettle and explained, "You may meet other Japanese people at any time now, so it's not convenient for you to eat more. This thing can replenish the body's water and electrolytes."
I don't know if it's a psychological effect. After drinking these sour juices, Charles felt a little energetic. He was just about to have some more, but the next second he couldn't stop shouting and cursing from the intersection on the opposite side.
A group of disarmed American soldiers walked towards this side under the guard of a small group of Japanese soldiers.
The condition of these American troops is obviously very poor. Everyone’s military uniforms are in tatters, and many of them are injured. Mosquitoes are constantly flying around in the dirty bandages. The chapped lips represent these people. I haven't drank water for a long time.
The people on the opposite side quickly spotted He Chi and his group. Their first reaction was to use their guns to alert them. Only when they saw He Chi's uniform as a sergeant did they lower their guard slightly.
The two teams met, and the person with the highest rank on the opposite side was also a sergeant. He walked over with a command knife in his arm, but before he could speak, He Chi spoke first.
"Which unit are you from? Why are you here?"
"Well, we are from the Ishida Regiment. I am the team leader Masao Yagyu, escorting the prisoners to Odenel. Prisoner of War Camp ”
"Yo Xi, it's more than 100 kilometers. Thank you for your hard work, Yagyu-san. I am Sasaki Hebei, the officer of the Taniwu Regiment. I was ordered to escort this beautiful pig to the port of Mariveles." He Chi said with a skilled voice Japanese recited the information on the dead sergeant's sergeant's certificate.
"Sasaki-san, with all due respect, it seems a little bit that you two are only escorting one prisoner..." The sergeant opposite saw a confused look on his face when he saw He Chi's team with only one prisoner.
"What you don't know is that this beautiful beast is a reporter. He once reported some negative news about the empire. Our Captain Gu Wu specifically requested that he be brought over to give him the punishment he deserves."
He Chi said Finally, he shook the camera in Charles’ hand.
"Oh? Sasaki-san actually has such a good thing in his hand. Can you let him take some photos for us?" The sergeant opposite showed an interested look.
"Of course it's no problem, hey! You beautiful pig, come here quickly! The Imperial Japanese Army wants to take some photos to celebrate their martial arts!" He Chi shouted the second half of the sentence to Charles in English. "Can Sasaki-san speak English?" Sergeant Yagyu showed a slightly surprised expression.
"I was a school nurse in an elementary school before joining the army, and I learned a little from the teachers." He Chi's answer was impeccable, and then he asked, "No one in Yagyu-san's team seems to know English. Do you need my help?"
"No need, Sasaki-san, the best way to communicate with beautiful animals is through this." Liu Masao Sheng smiled, raised the command knife in his hand and shouted "Everyone stop!"
As the command sounded, the soldiers of this team began to yell at the prisoners in Japanese. Some prisoners reacted because of the language barrier. If he slowed down a little, he was beaten in an instant, and the scene was full of banging and banging sounds.
A few prisoners of war were obviously very weak, but the Japanese soldiers on the side still did not stop and continued to violently attack the people lying on the ground.
"Okay, Yagyu-san, let the soldiers take a break and conserve their energy to take some mighty photos." He Chi suggested quietly.
"Hey, everyone, stop! Divide into two teams and take turns coming over to take pictures!" Masao Yagyu ordered to the soldiers behind him.
Half of the Japanese soldiers were left to guard the prisoners, while the other half happily came to take photos. They also used the prisoners around them as "props" for the photos.
A few Japanese soldiers pulled up a young prisoner and put their feet on his head, raised their hands and shouted at the camera, "Onboard!!" "Onboard!!!"
But the expression on He Chi's face, who had always been calm, changed slightly.
Because the one they stepped on was a familiar face.
Anthony Jack, the torpedo plane pilot who attacked the Kaga with him.
Jack was tortured so badly that his body was in bad condition and he had fallen into a semi-conscious state. He kept muttering "water...water..."
The soldiers seemed to be worried about He was not satisfied with his condition. He kept stepping on Jack's back with his feet and hit him with the butt of his gun.
"What did this beautiful beast say?" Sergeant Yagyu looked at the young prisoner on the ground who was being tortured.
"He said he wanted to drink water." He Chi's expression remained unchanged, and his tone was a bit mocking.
"Hey, water? Did you hear that? This beautiful beast wants to drink water." The sergeant pointed at Jack on the ground and laughed, and other soldiers also laughed.
These guys had no intention of giving water to the prisoners, they just wanted to kill Jack from thirst.
"Wait a minute." Unexpectedly, He Chi interrupted the laughter of others, "Why don't we give him some water?"
In the strange eyes of other Japanese soldiers , He Chi took the kettle from the reporter's hand and poured some on the ground.
The golden color and the rising foam made other soldiers have some kind of reverie. Sergeant Yagyu even took a step back to prevent himself from being splashed.
In the astonished eyes of the American soldiers behind him, the sergeant named Sasaki Hebei walked over with a ferocious smile, grabbed the prisoner on the ground by his hair, and pinched his mouth open.
The kettle was thrust into the other person's mouth.
The golden liquid flowed down the corner of the prisoner's mouth...
(End of this chapter)