Chapter 14: 731

  That middle-aged man's fierce kick turned the originally sturdy wooden box into blocks of wood of different sizes, and even some of the splintered wood chips splashed onto my face.

  I hastily got up and dodged to the side, keeping a distance from the middle-aged man in front of me who exuded an air of danger. Looking at the wooden boards scattered all over the ground, it was clear that this middle-aged man was not someone to be trifled with. If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have ended up with broken bones instead of just the wooden crate.

  "I originally thought you two kids would quietly stay on duty at the hospital until I researched a new virus, and then you two would be my test subjects again." The middle-aged man laughed crazily as he said this.

  Virus? It wasn't until the person in front of me said these two words that I finally understood, no wonder those corpses didn't shrink like normal corpses until they slowly disappeared into nothingness, but instead kept rotting, growing, rotting and growing again, and some places had already reached a huge cyst-like state.

  Seeing my surprised expression and wolf-like appearance, the middle-aged man's laughter became even more frantic.

  I fixed my gaze on the crazy man in front of me, then looked around, but didn't see Da Zhuang anywhere. This couldn't help but make me worried about Da Zhuang. When I heard this man say he wanted to use me and Da Zhuang as **test subjects**, I was afraid that Da Zhuang had already been harmed by him.

  "How is Da Zhuang now? What did you do to him?" At this time, I was very worried. Da Zhuang was someone I had to bring along, and if anything went wrong, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself.

  Looking at my anxious appearance, the man seemed to feel very pleased and enjoyable. Damn it, seeing his disgusting expression made me want to go up and beat him. Not to mention whether I could do anything to him, first of all, I had to understand the situation from him. I endured the anger in my heart and waited for the man's response.

  That man smiled at me and said, "Hehe, you Chinese people are always so pretentious, on the surface you're all like this, fake and hypocritical. Don't think about using that fake affection you have for your friends to gain my sympathy. Do you know why we, the great Japanese Empire, were able to occupy so many places in China? It's because of your weakness, which led to so many traitors surrendering to us, and we treated them like dogs. They were all happy to do things for us. Of course, I treat Chinese traitors as dogs, and I also treat you as dogs."

  When I heard what the man said, I was so angry that my whole body was shaking. "I'll ask you again, where is my friend now?" At this point, I clenched the iron rod in my hand, and if it wasn't for wanting to know Da Zhuang's safety, I would have hit his face with a rod long ago.

  "Oh? That friend of yours? Don't worry, he's fine now, just sleeping. You don't have to rush, I'm here to take you to see your friend this time," the Japanese man said with a teasing tone.

  Before that Japanese finished speaking, I wielded the iron rod in my hand and smashed it towards him, taking two steps as one, quickly rushing towards that Japanese.

  The old man who taught me swordsmanship was a high-ranking officer in the guerrilla warfare unit. He was extremely skilled in swordsmanship, hand-to-hand combat, and marksmanship. Even my grandfather referred to him as "older brother" and tried every means to get me to learn from him. The old man was indeed very skilled, and I spent several years learning just his sword techniques, but before I could master them, he passed away. After studying for several years under the old man, I can only be considered a minor sorcerer compared to his great magic.

  At this time, there is no sword in my hand, I can only barely simulate the iron rod in my hand into a sword, and find the feeling of a sword on the iron rod. The old man once said that the sword is a gentleman among soldiers, swinging a sword should not be dragging mud and water, it should be like cutting through mountains and jade.

  Just as the iron rod was about to hit the Japanese man's face, he caught it with one hand. The force I used was quite large, at least several times that of when I normally wield a sword. If it were an ordinary person, they would have found it very difficult to catch the iron rod and remain motionless like a rock.

  Looking at the Japanese man in front of me, who had caught the iron rod with one hand, I was shocked. Immediately, I wanted to pull the iron rod out of his hand, but it seemed as if the iron rod had been inserted into a mountain crevice. How could human strength compare to the power of a great mountain? No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't pull the iron rod out of that Japanese man's hand.

  Just as I still had the strength, a great force came from the iron rod, and that Japanese man stomped his foot heavily on the ground, then swung it with force, throwing me to one side and slamming me hard against the wall.

  My back transmitted an unbearable pain, that thread of scorching pain was like insects attacking my sensory nerves, I struggled to climb up from the ground, and I simply didn't dare to believe that there existed a person with such great power.

  It felt like I was arm-wrestling with the old man from before, although it was far from that, but this Japanese person's strength was also very powerful.

  I struggled to get up, and the tingling sensation that came from my hand made it numb. I shook my hand and said "Who the hell are you?"

  The Japanese man looked at my disheveled appearance, slowly removing the rubber gloves stained with that foul odor. "Oh, right, let me introduce myself. I am Ishii Chuso, son of Ishii Shirō, Lieutenant General of the Imperial Japanese Army's Kwantung Army Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply Department."

  Kwantung Army Epidemic Prevention and Water Purification Department? Isn't that the 731 Unit? This Ishii Shirō was a bacterial warfare criminal of the 731 Unit at that time.

  Before I could even speak, Ishii So had already thrown the rubber glove he had taken off onto the ground. "You'd better just be a good test subject for me and spare yourself physical suffering. You've also realized that your strength is no match for mine, it's like comparing a dog I'm raising."

  "Damn you, you little Japanese, Ishii Shozo, was your name given by that dead ghost of a father? You really exposed your true nature."

  After hearing what I said, Ishii Sōsuke could no longer keep a straight face "Hahahaha!"

  Ishii Sosei came rushing towards me at a rapid pace, I knew well that my strength was no match for his, so I also rushed in the opposite direction.

  The underground warehouse wasn't very big, and many places were occupied by piles of corpses. There weren't many places to hide. I ran to one side of the pile of corpses, while Ishii Chusheng was on the other side. The oil lamp that had been placed on the wooden box earlier was also shattered when Ishii Chusheng kicked the wooden box to pieces on the ground. The oil inside spilled onto the ground and the fire continued to burn with the help of the oil. Under the light of the fire, Ishii Chusheng and I stood facing each other like this.

  "You Chinese are just good at running away? Coward!" Ishii Chuso glared at me with a ferocious expression.