A moment later, the once arrogant old man was no longer recognizable as human.
He felt as if his internal organs were burning and melting, as if thousands of steel needles were constantly piercing his body, causing his intestines to rupture and his stomach to rot. Even being torn to pieces would not have been as painful as this.
He never knew that people could suffer so much.
It hurt so much that he wanted to scream, to writhe in agony, and even to die immediately.
But he couldn't do it.
His blood vessels started to burst, and blood was seeping from his entire body, including his eyes.
He stared fiercely at Qi An, a beast-like roar emanating from his throat, his lips trembling.
Qi An understood; what he meant was, "The Empire will surely win!"
Qi An leaned close to his ear and said, "Don't worry, with me here, there's absolutely no way."
He pointed to the box on the table, his smile meaningful: "There's still quite a bit left. Guess what I'll do with all this good stuff?"
The Emperor was stunned, then struggled even more violently, his eyeballs bursting open and spitting out two clouds of blood.
Qi An whispered in his ear, delivering the final blow with a light touch: "Country X will not perish, but your empire will soon cease to exist. Don't forget to go down and report to your ancestors that from now on, there will be no more Yamato people in this world."
After saying that, Qi An decisively severed his limbs, and the wicked emperor became a dead old man in all but name.
Blood stained the floor of the room. Qi An finally chopped off his head, held it in his hand, and walked out.
The guards only saw a crooked line of blood extending outwards, but no one in sight.
Someone noticed something was wrong and went to check on the Emperor's room. The old man, who had become several pieces of rotten flesh, was finally discovered.
Strangely, the pieces of rotten flesh were still corroding and melting, and invisible bacteria were spreading rapidly in the air.
"Boss, what are you going to do with the rest of the experimental subjects?"
Qi An said matter-of-factly, "I'll use it exactly as they originally planned to."
Ata remained silent, knowing that the Japanese were planning to use this knowledge to invade country X, intending to infect them all with bacteria and plague, thus causing the country's rapid demise.
"But...but..." Ata stammered, unable to speak.
Qi An understood what he meant, "You think I'm cruel? You think these people are innocent?"
"It's not that... I just... I just feel..."
I still can't explain it, because war is inherently irrational.
Qi An had no intention of explaining; some things were better seen with one's own eyes.
At the school, a Japanese teacher explained a map of country X in detail, and then told the children below:
“That should be our home. Everything there belongs to us, but it has been taken over by others. We must always remember to take it back.”
The students nodded earnestly, their eyes shining as they gazed at the map.
In the barracks, little boys, not even as tall as their rifles, dressed in white samurai uniforms, were practicing bayonet fighting under the instructors' guidance.
The instructor shouted, "You are all future warriors of the empire. Across the sea, there is a vast and fertile land, hundreds of times larger than ours, teeming with resources. What do you suggest we do?"
The little boys, gripping bayonets, shouted in unison, "Take it! Take it!"
Before going to sleep, the women nestled beside their children and began their nightly bedtime story time.
"Across the sea, there is a wonderful place where the sky is blue, the water is sweet, and it has everything. It's so much better than here."
The child listened intently, and before closing his eyes, said, "Mommy, that place is so beautiful. I want to make it ours someday."
The woman smiled with relief.
Everywhere, there is this subtle, pervasive influence of words and deeds, and the people of this country genuinely believe that the vast and resource-rich land across the way should belong to them.
They would stop at nothing to achieve this.
Parents send their children to join the army and go to the battlefield, instructing them to be loyal to the Emperor.
Workers scrimped and saved, working day and night in factories, some even working for the state for free without pay.
Women don't care who the men are; they desperately get pregnant and give birth to increase the country's population.
From a young age, children are told that the land across the sea belongs to their country and must be taken back.
Ata watched all this, and was once again speechless with shock.
"Do you see? This country, this nation, is evil at its core. They are born with malice and aggression flowing in their blood."
Qi An: "Now, do you still think they are innocent?"
Atamo was eager to get started: "Boss, when are we going to make our move? If there's anything I can do to help, just let me know."
Ata felt that such a people should be exterminated.
Whether they were innocent or not was unimportant to Qi An. As an ancient ferocious beast, he didn't need to consider whether the other party was innocent before he could kill.
He simply disliked this despicable people.
Things you don't like, of course you have to destroy.
At that moment, it suddenly started to rain. Qi An had a flash of inspiration; it was truly a stroke of luck!
He flew into the air, opened the box, opened all the virus samples, and with a flick of his wrist, poured them down below.
Those terrible things fell to the ground with the rain, and then flowed into the fields and wells, seeping into every inch of the soil in Japan.
Next, you don't need to do anything.
Qi An returned to the South City, cleaned up the Emperor's head to ensure it wouldn't spread the virus, and then hung it at the South City gate.
Several Japanese officers who were given the "drink" by Qi An died suddenly that night, their deaths were extremely gruesome.
Almost all the Japanese soldiers who had eaten dinner were infected with bacteria and viruses. Even those who had only partially finished their meals had mostly died, and the death toll was still rising.
The remaining scattered Japanese squads, not in the camp, knew that the situation was hopeless and wanted to escape from the south of the city to ask their homeland for help. But when they looked up, they saw the Emperor's head with his eyes wide open in death.
Most of the Japanese soldiers collapsed on the spot, knelt down facing the head, and committed seppuku.
Qi An led his soldiers to gather all the remaining Japanese soldiers in one place, and burned them all to the ground, regardless of whether they were dead, alive, or half-dead.
If you love Nancheng so much, then stay here forever.
After the fire, not a single Japanese soldier could be found in the southern part of the city.
The southern part of the city was finally completely liberated.
The people spread the news and flocked to the streets to celebrate, with many bursting into tears as they laughed.
Finally, the whole city was filled with the sound of weeping.
They laughed at their homeland being regained, laughed at the demons being sent to hell, and laughed at themselves for still being alive.
They wept for their deceased loved ones, for the hundreds of thousands of compatriots who perished in the massacre, and for their devastated homeland.
But it doesn't matter, they are still alive, and one day, Nancheng will regain its former prosperity and beauty.
After the celebration, the soldiers couldn't find Qi An anywhere; he had vanished without warning, just as he had come.
When Qi An left, he went to see Xiao Tao. The little girl seemed to sense something and asked with red eyes, "Brother, are you leaving?"
Qi An nodded and patted the little girl's head: "Don't be afraid, there won't be any more Japanese devils in the future, you can live a good life now."
"Can you stay?"
Qi An shook his head.
Xiao Tao hugged Qi An and cried for a long time. Finally, she wiped away her tears, smiled, and said, "I know. I have to go do other things now. You must take good care of yourself."
Qi An nodded, hung a talisman around her neck, stiffly hugged the little girl, and then turned and left.
Xiao Tao watched his retreating figure and whispered, "Thank you... Brother, have a safe journey."
She knew in her heart that she was the only one left in the family.
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