At this moment, in the top-floor office of the Empire State Building.

Lin Feng stood in front of Tojo Umetoku's portrait, his face full of disgust and disdain.

Behind him, Li Zhenhua, Commander-in-Chief of the National League for Democracy Army in North Vietnam, Zhao Decai, Political Commissar of the Army, and Liu Erma, Chief of Staff of the Army, followed quietly.

After entering Tokyo, the three of them temporarily became the highest-ranking officers of the Tokyo Military Police Command.

After a long silence, Lin Feng pointed to the giant frame behind Tojo Umetoku's portrait and said, "I'll burn this arrogant guy to pieces!"

"yes!"

Two military policemen stepped forward to remove the giant photograph and its frame.

BOOM!

He stomped on Tojo Umetoku's face, stepping on it relentlessly!

Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction, then sat down in Tojo Ume's chair, looking quite pleased with himself.

"I have only one request for the Military Police Headquarters: apart from that old scoundrel Emperor, all those who directly or indirectly participated in the war should be labeled as war criminals. Those who should be executed should be executed, and those who should be mined should be mined. No matter how powerful their background is, kill them all. Do you understand?"

"clear!"

Li Zhenhua and the other two nodded in unison, their eyes sparkling with excitement.

The day has finally come, the day has finally come...

Over the years, they have dreamed of this day countless times, but it has never come true.

Because each time they could only endure it.

And now, it's finally their turn to rise from the ashes and sing their praises!

Seeing the excited expressions on their faces, Lin Feng smiled and said, "Don't be too happy yet, this isn't over yet. In order to suppress the rebellion of the Japanese soldiers and civilians, we should not touch the Japanese emperor for the time being. Once all the Japanese soldiers have entered the prisoner-of-war camps, we will send them to Southeast Asia to mine in batches."

“Deal with any resisting Japanese soldiers on the spot.”

"Liu Erma, you should contact the Navy and ask them for your assistance."

"Yes, sir! Mission accomplished!!"

Liu Erma immediately accepted the order.

Lin Feng continued, "As for Zhao Decai, your job is to collect all the wealth and industrial blueprints on the main island of Japan. Anything that is useful to us, whether it's machinery or anything else, should be transported to northern Vietnam."

"I'm good at this, Chairman, you can rest assured."

"Okay, no problem!"

"Mission accomplished!!"

Zhao Decai and the other two quickly accepted the order and went to handle their respective tasks.

After everyone left, Lin Feng went to the window, looked at the Japanese Imperial Palace across the street, and a cruel, cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth. "Hirohito, do you think that peace talks can save your nation?"

“I’m not the US. Once all your soldiers are in prisoner-of-war camps, your good days will be over.”

"At that time, I'll really look forward to seeing you suffer the agony of being starved to death! Haha..."

As he spoke, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

The thought of how the Chinese people suffered at the hands of the Japanese army in Shanxi, and the brutal massacres committed by the Japanese army, made his heart feel as if it had been pierced by a knife.

Such hatred cannot be ended simply by surrendering!

You must pay the price!

Blood must be paid for!

………………………………

July 8, 1942, 5:51 PM.

Tsuruga POW Camp.

This Tunhe POW camp is just one of many POW camps controlled by the National League for Democracy in Cambodia. At this moment, it holds more than 70,000 Japanese soldiers, who are sitting on the muddy ground, surrounded by barbed wire.

Meanwhile, a bonfire was lit in the open space in the middle. The Japanese soldiers, dressed in military uniforms and wearing military boots, were either sitting or standing. Their seemingly calm faces revealed a deep sense of despair and fear, as well as a resolute determination to die for their country!

Suddenly, the roar of engines filled the air, followed quickly by shouts: "Attention! At ease!"

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the iron gate opening was heard, followed by the clanging of chains.

Several thousand National League soldiers, armed with submachine guns, walked in from outside, each carrying a Flammenwerfer mit Strahlpatrone 41 flamethrower on their backs.

Upon seeing the flamethrower, many Japanese soldiers panicked.

"Baka! What are you doing!?"

"We've all surrendered, and you still want to deal with us?! Don't you even spare your prisoners?! You demons!"

...

No one paid any attention to the Japanese soldiers' shouts or their anger. The Democratic League soldiers herded the Japanese soldiers together as if they were chicks.

"Creak..."

A Mercedes-Benz G4 SUV slowly pulled up in the open space. Shen He stood up, looking at all the prisoners with coldness and cruelty in his eyes. "Want to live? You don't deserve it."

"What!!??"

A Japanese soldier who understood Chinese shouted in astonishment, "What did you say, you bastard? What did you just say?"

"Are you going to kill us???"

"Baka!! I told you long ago we can't surrender! We'd rather die on the battlefield, but you wouldn't listen!"

"Now look what's happened! We're unarmed! The Vietnamese want to kill us, and we have no chance to resist!"

"asshole!!"

"Fight them to the death!!!"

In an instant, these prisoners, who had been quiet, rioted and walked toward the National League soldiers while cursing.

Unfortunately, this was destined to be in vain.

Shen He looked up at the sky, then turned to an advisor beside him and said, "Prepare for the execution!"

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