The staff officer nodded, and the light and heavy machine guns outside the barbed wire opened fire simultaneously, the dense tongues of fire instantly engulfing the Japanese soldiers.
"Da da da da da da da—!"
"Da da da da da da da da—!!"
"Da da da da da da da da—!!!"
The screams stopped abruptly, with only blood flowing out from the gaps in the iron cage.
Row after row of Japanese soldiers fell, one corpse after another. Gradually, the open space was piled up into a mountain of corpses, and bright red blood flowed in a meandering river, emitting a foul stench.
"ah--"
Some of the more timid prisoners were paralyzed with fear, their legs trembling and their bodies drenched in sweat; some even collapsed and vomited violently.
"kill--!"
"I'll kill them all!!!"
The dignity and glory of a nation are often watered with blood! When a nation truly becomes strong and possesses sufficient strength and armed forces, then their enemies no longer need any nonsense about mercy.
"Da da da da da da da da—!!!"
Bullets pierced the air, raining down on the prisoners and tearing them to pieces. Limbs and torsos flew everywhere, and blood flowed freely, turning this desolate and gloomy land into a scene resembling hell.
Several hours later, the gunfire stopped, and not a single one of the tens of thousands of Japanese soldiers survived.
This desolate and bleak land was littered with mutilated Japanese corpses, resembling a slaughterhouse filled with the pungent smell of blood and gunpowder.
Then, the National League soldiers, armed with flamethrowers, sprayed flames at the Japanese corpses, burning them to charcoal and ultimately turning the land into ashes.
"This is the price of the invaders!!!"
Shen He roared, his eyes bloodshot, "I'm telling you!!! This is the price of the invaders!!"
"This is just settling old scores!"
"In the future, such incidents will occur frequently, every year, every month, even every day. I hope that by then your nation will still be so resilient and unafraid of death!"
The fire lasted for two days before being filled in with rammed earth.
Besides the Tsuruga POW camp, there are dozens, even hundreds, of other POW camps burning in western Sakurajima.
How could such a large-scale operation possibly be kept secret from American agents?
Upon learning of the disaster at the Tsuruga POW camp, American agents immediately passed the information to Tom Bruno.
At this moment, Tom Bruno and John Griffiths were on their way back home. Facing the sea breeze, he shook off the gloom of the past few days, "Lin Feng, Lin Feng! Just wait for the wrath of the American Empire!"
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