Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

Downstream of the Yantang is a pond. Hirachi Ichiro hurriedly led his troops to chase the pond downstream of the Yantang. The pond was 30 meters downstream of the Yantang. Looking at the two or three-meter-high bank cliff, the Japanese soldiers took three flashlights to shine on the water.

All of a sudden, expressions of horror appeared on the faces of all the Japanese soldiers:

On the water surface of this pond, there are eight figures floating quietly.

Some of them face down, some face up, quietly suspended on the water surface, under the torn by the huge force of the vortex system, the clothes on their bodies have long since disappeared, and their bodies are pale, as if they have been in the water. It seems to have been soaked in water for several days.

And just a moment ago, they were still alive!

Such a hell-like scene made the hearts of the Japanese soldiers tremble. They were not afraid to fight the enemy in the flames of war, but what kind of weird place is this?

It doesn't matter that the coffin can kill people, but for no reason, the eight companions died so tragically in the weir pond, so what strange things will wait for them next?

Hirachi Ichiro's heart became more and more flustered, is it a ghost?How can this be……

426 Frightened

The remains of the soldiers could not be left behind. After Hirachi Ichiro ordered the salvage of the bodies of the dead soldiers, he directly changed the marching team into a single line and moved forward quickly from the innermost side of the mountain.

Before returning to the downstream of the Yantang, the team now had to pass through the lonely grave again.

The water flow in the weir pond is still venting crazily, and the huge vortex makes a sizzling sound when passing the water outlet. Once the water outlet is opened, such a dam can only be blocked again after the water level drops to a certain level. .

The lonely tomb reappeared in front of my eyes.

After a few scouts passed quickly, nothing unusual happened, but when the large troops of the Pingchi Squadron passed through the solitary grave, the sound of stones falling into the water, which seemed particularly loud and penetrating in the dead darkness, sounded again.

"Who the hell is throwing stones?"

"Captain, it seems that the stone on this lonely grave...it...it flew into the water by itself."

The entire team fell silent for a moment, the soldiers nearby could almost hear the beating of their comrades' hearts, and the adjutant's heart almost stopped beating in fright.

Hirachi Ichiro suddenly thought of the legends about ghosts and gods that his grandmother told him when he was a child, and he sternly shouted: "Don't worry about it, go quickly."

The remaining [-]-man team of Pingchi Squadron quickly passed through the lonely grave in a hurry.

A ghost at the end of the team was in a hurry to urinate, and stood not far from the lonely grave to urinate in a hurry, but he held it in for too long, and it was difficult to urinate all at once.

While urinating, he raised his eyes to look at the lonely grave out of fear. At that time, the night moon was dim, and with the departure of the Pingchi Squadron, there was no sound here except for the sizzling of water in the weir pond.

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A stone rolled down from the top of the solitary grave, and after hitting the dark soil with a dull sound, it stopped still.

A black carbon-like hand suddenly stretched out from behind the loose soil above the solitary tomb, and grabbed the top of the solitary tomb.

A similarly dark and terrifying head stretched out, grinning at the ghost who was already trembling but still hadn't drained all his urine...

...Akri the ghost!

The little devil who was overly frightened carelessly lifted his trousers, drips of unstopped urine flowed down his trousers all the way, and he looked like he was going crazy, chasing after the team not far away amidst howling ghosts and howling wolves.

When the soldiers of Pingchi Squadron heard the noise, they all stopped, turned their heads, and watched the last soldier who was alone running towards them crazily.

"Ghost が い ru there are ghosts!"

"ghost ga iru"

"ghost ga iru"

He repeated it over and over again, as if he had lost his mind, he ran around in the team, screaming in panic and despair at every familiar companion.

Holding back his shock, Hirachi Ichiro slapped him on the face and shouted, "Baga, I'll shut up!"

The overly frightened soldier seemed to have woken up, and he repeated to Hiraike Ichiro trembling all over:

ghost ga iru!

ghost ga iru!

"Did you really see a ghost?"

"Ghost が い る there are ghosts"

The soldier was obviously terrified, he just kept repeating, but he couldn't describe what scene he saw.

However, such a scene, combined with the horror of the eight Japanese soldiers falling into the water and dying, made the soldiers of the entire Pingchi Squadron terrified.

What an extraordinary night!

This place is so eerie!

The adjutant couldn't help muttering: "We are the invaders, we killed too many Chinese, and their wronged souls came to us for revenge... It's over, we are targeted by these evil spirits!"

"Shut up すっていろ!"

Hirachi Ichiro gave the adjutant a cold look, and said, "Tuba Road is just pretending to be a ghost. Everyone continues to move forward. A house has appeared not far away. Let's stay there and spend the night."

ghost ga iru!Ghost

ghost ga iru!

The words of the crazy soldiers resounded over the entire team from time to time.

The direction of the lonely grave seems to have become a taboo. There was a chill behind the Japanese soldiers, especially the few soldiers at the end of the line. They always felt that someone was following them behind them, but when they turned their heads bravely, they found that it was empty. They looked at each other with horror, and hurriedly quickened their pace, following the large army closely.

Finally, I arrived at an area where earthen houses were concentrated. At a glance, there were six or seven houses, and there was only a distance of 20 meters between each one.

Along the way, not to mention ordinary soldiers, even Hirachi Ichiro was a little exhausted, mixed with an indescribable panic.

He ordered: "Tonight we will be stationed in five mud houses, 20 people in a group, search all the houses before entering, then do a good job of guarding, rest in shifts, and split the furniture in the house into pieces. Firewood is lit for warmth, and everyone is not allowed to enter the small room privately, but must form a pile in the main room to keep warm and rest, and guards are also sent outside the house to guard against the enemy's sneak attack at any time."

So the search began at the first step, which was no small amount of work.

In this Princess Tomb, the houses of the villagers are generally large. Maybe the ancestors made the coffins and need more space to stack the coffins!

It took less than half an hour for 20 Japanese soldiers to inspect a house, rummaging through boxes and cabinets back and forth.

There may be secret passages in the house, and some rooms are so dark that you can't see your fingers.

The Japanese soldiers found some worn-out fabrics, wrapped them around wooden sticks as temporary torches, and searched the house under the light of the torches.

Another coffin, one mouthful of coffins, piled up in almost every room.

The layout of these houses is basically similar to that of the old lady's house where Han Feng and Xu Zilin stayed.

I searched all the rooms in the main room, and a ghost entered the inner main room and looked up accidentally. It turned out that there were several earthen houses on the upper floor of the inner main room!