5: Chapter 5 Damn it, they even feel superior for being traitors?
【 Ding! The time flow ratio between this plane and the Host's original world is 10:1. Host, please manage your time accordingly. 】
" Hiss! "
" Ten to one? "
Shen Wang gasped.
So it wasn't time travel backwards, but time acceleration!
" Good thing I didn't delay too long, otherwise if several days had passed here, the opportunity would have been lost! "
Shen Wang secretly rejoiced, feeling the urgency of time even more keenly.
Just then, a chaotic and arrogant sound of footsteps came from the entrance of the alley, accompanied by crude shouting.
Shen Wang immediately dodged behind a pile of debris.
For the time travel, he had specifically bought an old-fashioned long gown, which fit the background of this era and didn't look out of place.
At this moment, he saw a squad of about five or six Puppet Army soldiers, wearing their sallow-colored military caps askew, disheveled, and swaggering in.
The Leader was a tall, thin man with triangular eyes, carrying a broken gong in his hand, banging it with a deafening " clang, clang, clang, " which caused some daring residents to secretly peek through their window cracks.
Another short, fat Collaborator carried a paste bucket and slapped a large, freshly inked notice onto the bulletin board at the alley entrance with a " slap. "
The motion was so practiced it made one want to vomit!
" Come, come! Listen up, all of you! The Imperial Army has issued an order! "
The triangular-eyed Collaborator brought a tin megaphone to his mouth, cleared his throat, and began to shout:
" It's all written on the notice! I'll read it for those of you who are illiterate! "
" Prick up your ears, and don't you dare miss a single word! "
" Yesterday, some suicidal bastard dared to touch the tiger's tail and murdered an officer of the Imperial Army! "
" This is literally a case of an old man eating arsenic—tired of living! "
" The Imperial Army is magnanimous and rules by virtue, but they are not Buddhas without tempers! "
" To severely punish the vicious and set an example, this is hereby announced to the world! "
At this point, the triangular-eyed man's voice suddenly rose: " Three days from now, at high noon, beneath the Qianmen Gate, the three key Communist Bandit criminals captured earlier will be publicly executed! "
He paused deliberately, then bellowed word by word:
" Listen clearly! It's not a bullet! It's death — by — a — thousand — cuts — ! "
" Sliced thousands of times, exactly three thousand six hundred cuts! If even one cut is missing, the executioner will lose his head! "
" This is the consequence of opposing the Imperial Army! This is the consequence of being an accomplice to assassins! "
" Look at each other, neighbors! If you see anyone unfamiliar or acting suspiciously, report it immediately! The Imperial Army will reward you heavily! Silver dollars, opium, you'll get your share of benefits! "
" But if anyone dares to withhold information or hide anything... Hmph, don't blame us if the ' toys ' in our hands don't recognize neighbors then! "
These Collaborators shouted very loudly, afraid that others wouldn't hear.
Similar scenes were playing out simultaneously in the streets and alleys of Beijing.
In just one morning, the news of the death by a thousand cuts spread throughout Beijing.
" Three days later... Qianmen Gate... "
In the shadows, a cold arc curled at the corner of Shen Wang's mouth.
" The little devils are playing open schemes! "
The method was crude, but vicious enough.
However, this was exactly what he wanted!
He was currently worried about having no handle on the situation and not knowing where to go to save people; a public execution was, on the contrary, an opportunity.
Although it could be predicted that the area around the execution ground would be a dragon's den of danger, full of murderous intent.
But—Shen Wang's consciousness swept over the dark green Mengshi armored assault vehicle in the system space, as well as the 93mm rocket launcher...
" I hope by then... you also have an iron will! "
...On the other side, the triangular-eyed Collaborator felt he had shown off enough, waved his hand with smug satisfaction, and shouted to his few lackeys behind him:
" Brothers, the errand is done, let's go! Let's find a place to have a drink and get rid of this bad luck! "
" Boss, this... we came out in a hurry today, our pockets are cleaner than our faces. " A Collaborator rubbed his hands and smirked.
The triangular-eyed man sneered and slapped the man on the back of the head: " Look at your lack of ambition! When have we brothers ever spent our own money drinking in Beijing? Which restaurant dares to take our money? That would be giving them too much face! "
" Hahaha, the boss is right! We just don't know how to handle things! "
" Let's go, let's go, today we must make Old Wang bring out his jar of aged liquor! "
Several Collaborators walked with their arms around each other, letting out unbridled laughter.
Before the Japanese arrived, they were either thugs or rascals; now, wearing this dog skin, they had magnified the evil in human nature to the extreme.
However, they had not even taken ten steps, and the smiles on their faces had not yet fully faded—
" Pain, pain, pain, pain—!!! "
Deep in the alley, a violent burst of gunfire erupted suddenly!
Shen Wang held the QJB-201 squad machine gun, and the 5.8mm bullets flew as if they were free.
" Ah!! "
" My legs!! "
" Help... help me!! "
The few Collaborators who were just showing off were instantly riddled with holes, their flesh and blood flying!
The triangular-eyed Leader was given special attention; half of his head flew off, red and white matter splashed against the wall, and his state of death was incomparably miserable.
In an instant, the alley entrance, which had been noisy just a moment ago, was left with nothing but minced meat all over the ground.
" Damn it, you're just a Collaborator, and you've actually developed a sense of superiority! "
【 Ding! Host killed 4 Collaborators, military merit points +20 】
...Meanwhile, thousands of miles away.
Shanxi Province, Eighth Route Army Headquarters.
The Deputy Commander-in-Chief paced back and forth in the operations room with his hands behind his back, his brows furrowed, saying nothing.
The Chief of Staff, the Deputy Chief of Staff, and several other Leaders gathered around the map, their expressions not looking very good either.
News from Beijing had arrived.
The Japanese... are actually going to use death by a thousand cuts!