Chapter 33: The Han Village Massacre (Part 2)

  This rascal translator used all his skills but still couldn't get the eight routes' information, however this little brat is full of evil intentions. He thought for a moment and came up with another vicious plan. He called over two Japanese soldiers and pulled out a big girl from the crowd.

  "Do you know where the Eighth Route is?" Hou asked with a sly smile.

  The girl's apricot-like eyes widened and she glared at Hou fiercely, "Pah! I don't know! Traitor!"

  The girl didn't know that her sentence thoroughly enraged Hou, the translator. What he hated most was being scolded as a "dog traitor". "You little wench! You don't know your place! If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know the power of Lord Hou!" Hou shouted at the two Japanese soldiers, "Let this flower girl entertain you well!" The two Japanese soldiers burst out laughing and dragged the girl away.

  The villagers knew at a glance that the girl was in trouble, and the devils were always bullying big girls and little daughters-in-law. What good can this girl have if she falls into the devil's hands? Sun Danni saw the devil's atrocities and couldn't help but shout loudly to stop them. "Stop! You damned heaven-killing!"

  "What's going on? Someone is speaking out! Have you figured it out? Speak up and let her go!", Hou Fanyi looked at Sun Dama, thinking that she couldn't bear to reveal the Eighth Route Army's affairs.

  "Damn it! Are you still Chinese or not?! Don't you have any shame for your ancestors?! Doesn't your family have any women?! How can you be so heartless?! Why don't you send your mother, sisters, and wife to the Japanese instead?!", Sun Dama cursed Hou in agitation.

  Hou was scolded by Sun Danni until he was ashamed. Suddenly angry and humiliated, he pulled out the hand grenade from his waist, pulled the ring and threw it at Sun Danni.

  "Boom!" A loud explosion was followed by a chorus of mournful cries. Sun Danni and another woman beside her were killed on the spot, while several others were injured.

  At this time, the crowd could no longer bear it and rushed towards Hou's translation, "Dada! Dada dada!", The devil's machine gun roared and swept towards the crowd. Instantly killing more than a dozen fellow villagers.

  Kuroba, the black-hearted squad leader, sat beside him, watching Hou's translation performance. At this moment, Kuroba deeply felt Hou's loyalty and ruthlessness, and even more so, he understood why the Chinese hated Hou and his traitorous kind even more than they hated them.

  "Stop it at once!", Han Debao shouted loudly and rushed out of the crowd.

  "What? You want to surrender?" Hou asked in translation.

  "Officer! I'm the father of Er Gouzi! Our village really doesn't have any Eighth Route Army! It must be that good-for-nothing Er Gouzi who has fooled you!" Han Debao stepped forward to explain, hoping that Hou would spare the villagers here. After all, this was his home where he had lived for decades, and most of the villagers were his relatives. Those who weren't family had also lived together for decades and had emotional ties. Now, watching these people being shot dead by the devils right before his eyes, and the person who brought the devils here was his own son... Han Debao was extremely anxious at this moment.

  "Damn it! Do you think Lord Hou is a three-year-old kid? Trying to cheat me? Get out of here!", Lord Hou's translator said, kicking Han Debao to the ground.

  "Dad!", Han Erdogzi saw his old dad being kicked down by Hou and hurriedly went forward to support Han Debao.

  "Scram! I don't have a son like you!", Han Debao's temper flared up, and he shook off Han Erdou's hand.

  "Ah!", at this time, came a miserable cry from the devil, followed by a burst of strange cries and a gunshot. The villagers knew that the girl must have met with misfortune.

  "Damn it! I'll fight you, you bunch of bastards!", Han Debao couldn't help but rush towards Hou Fanyi. At this time, Hou Fanyi didn't notice Han Debao at all, he was still interrogating the villagers about the location of the Eighth Route Army. Just as Han Debao rushed in front of him, he grabbed Hou Fanyi's waist and charged forward. Hou Fanyi tried to resist but couldn't, how could someone like him compare to Han Debao's strength? Han Debao spent his days doing farm work, with a strong physique, he didn't let go of Hou Fanyi once he had him in his grasp. The nearby devils quickly made way, afraid they would hurt Hou Fanyi.

  "Ahh!" A miserable cry, Hou Yi was pushed by Handan Bao onto a tree, a wooden stake pierced through Hou Yi's body, nailing him to the tree.

  The devils killed Hou's interpreter as soon as they saw Han Debao, and several devil soldiers immediately raised their bayonets to stab Han Debao.

  "Halt!", Han Erdou hastily stopped the ghost's movement, but Han Debao had already been stabbed several times by the ghost and was now paralyzed on the ground, with only a breath left. He stared in the direction of his fellow villagers, muttering in an extremely weak voice, "I'm sorry to my ancestors, I'm sorry to my parents and fellow villagers!"

  Han Erdou hastily leaned over to his side, putting his ear against Han Debao's mouth, and finally heard what he was saying.

  "I'm going to f**k you! You bastards don't keep your word! I'll fight it out with you!" Han Erdogzi suddenly stood up and rushed towards a Japanese soldier, who was caught off guard and ended up wrestling with Han. The surrounding Japanese soldiers didn't know how to react without orders from their superiors and just watched the two men struggle. Han Erdogzi was no match for the Japanese soldier and was beaten mercilessly, but he refused to let go. He grabbed onto the Japanese soldier's waist and wouldn't release his grip no matter how hard the soldier punched him. With one swift motion, he pulled out a hand grenade from the Japanese soldier's waist.

  "Danger!", the surrounding devils discovered Han Erdogzi's actions and retreated, but it was too late. A loud explosion instantly killed one of the devils. Han Erdogzi lost both hands due to the devil's blockage and his body was severely injured with blood and flesh everywhere. Two other devils nearby were also wounded in the blast.

  At this time, someone in the crowd shouted loudly, "Fellow villagers! Today the little devils won't let us go, either way is death, fight them to the end!"

  The villagers were already extremely emotional, and the crowd suddenly boiled over. The villagers rushed towards the devils beside them with bare hands, entwining with them. They could only bring some ordinary harm to the devils, but every shot of the devils caused serious injury or death to the villagers.

  "Father!", the heavily injured Han Erdogzi was struggling to crawl towards Han Debao, having lost both arms, he could only use his chest to push against the ground and move forward.

  Han Debao was gazing at Han Erdouzi, watching him crawl towards himself with difficulty, and couldn't help but shed hot tears.

  "Father! I was wrong! Forgive me! Forgive the villagers!"

  A Japanese soldier saw that he was still alive and fired a shot at Han Erdan's body, causing him to stop moving instantly. Fresh red blood flowed from his mouth. He remained there, watching as his old father, Han Debao, slowly lost his breath. Han Erdan also died in this overwhelming grief.

  Han Erdouzi knew that his father had forgiven him, but could the villagers forgive him? Could he himself forgive himself?

  Han Erdong muttered to himself as he was dying, "Dad! I didn't tell them the direction of the Eighth Route Army, nor did I reveal the guerrilla team's affairs."

  The willow catkins are floating in the air, but the devils' bayonets and gunfire have ruined this beautiful picture. The scene in the east of Hanzhuang Village is extremely tragic, some fellow villagers were stabbed to death by the devils with bayonets, their intestines spilled all over the ground. Some were shot dead by the devils, just staring at the distance with their eyes wide open.

  "Oh, save us!", waves of women's mournful cries and wails came from the village, these were some women who had not been caught by the devils. The devils didn't get anything in Han Village, but lost a few people instead. So, they vented all their resentment on these innocent women.