What do people fear the most?

--despair!

Just like the current Ichiro Eguchi.

It can only be said that Ichiro Eguchi was too smart. With the rigidity of militarism and the rigidity of hierarchy, his way of thinking was a bit stiff, which was what we said about being stubborn. He always believed with confidence: Although Sasaki's military position was higher than him, he was his capable thug at the beginning, so no matter where he went, he should listen to him.

Sasaki did the same, but because he was too pressed by Ichiro Eguchi, he resisted under the desire to survive.

Sasaki's resistance made Ichiro Eguchi feel desperate. At the same time, he finally understood that the assault regiment is obviously going to open a gap from Sasaki, so he will never give him a chance to approach Sasaki. Even if he wants to kill Sasaki and commit suicide, he will not be able to do so. Then, he just needs to end his life: first, he can be loyal to the emperor; second, he hopes to use his death to remind Sasaki that he should have the spirit of a soldier in the Great Japanese Empire.

Moreover, Ichiro Eguchi understood even more: just now, because he was too impatient, when he was arguing with Sasaki, he was furious and didn't have time to think too much. He didn't feel as worried as before, so he said a lot. Now that he thought about it carefully, he almost broke the entire plan out after that, and he could definitely hear it clearly, and he would report it to the assault team as soon as possible. In other words, even if he wanted to commit suicide, he had to hurry up, otherwise the assault team would definitely take measures to prevent himself from committing suicide. At that time, he would be really disloyal to the Emperor.

Fortunately, after the assault regiment separated himself from Sasaki, he sent someone to send him back to the room in the confined yard... This was the last chance for Ichiro Eguchi, because he hid his homemade weapons here, not intended to escape, but to prepare for suicide, and kept hiding in this room - Ichiro Eguchi, like most Japanese devils, believed that suicide by septum was the highest honor of death. Now that he had this opportunity to get such honor, he naturally didn't want to hit his head against the wall, jump into these ways of death that he thought was a despicable way of death.

In other words, he not only has to commit suicide immediately, but also has to commit suicide by septum. In this way, he feels that his suicide method is perfect.

In despair, Ichiro Eguchi first came to the window and looked outside. He saw that as before, there was only one soldier standing outside the window. Perhaps because he saw him walking to the window, the soldier even stepped back to the door so that Ichiro Eguchi felt that he was not under surveillance.

Immediately, Ichiro Eguchi took out an iron piece two fingers wide and about thirteen centimeters from the table in the corner of the wall. The homemade one was about the same as a dagger, and the handle was wrapped in a cloth strip, and the blade was sharply polished.

Ichiro Eguchi knelt at the table while singing "Sakura Flower" and took off his clothes.

Feeling the light reflected in the window dimmed a little, he looked up and looked at the soldier outside. He didn't stop singing, but just smiled at the soldier, smiling happily, and even a little strange. However, the soldier saw that his secret view was spotted by Ichiro Eguchi on the spot, and he shrank back a little embarrassedly, so he did not show any strangeness in Ichiro Eguchi's eyes, not to mention the kind of resolute determination in Ichiro Eguchi's expression.

When the soldier left the window, Ichiro Eguchi's singing did not stop, and even his whole movement seemed to be orderly and calm.

Use a dagger to cut off two strips of cloth, one wide and one narrow, from the white underwear.

Use a dagger to cut a small hole in the index finger of the right hand, dripping blood on the much narrower strip of cloth, quickly forming an irregular red oval.

Tie the narrow strip of cloth to the head, and the red oval was tied to the forehead.

Then, Ichiro Eguchi tied a wider strip of cloth to his stomach.

His singing became louder and louder, and although his eyes became firmer, his face became sadder.

Finally, he held the dagger in both hands and inserted it into his stomach. A painful expression immediately appeared on his face, but he still endured the pain and slashed the dagger into his abdomen to the right...

"ah!"

The singing stopped, replaced by an extremely painful scream.

In the eyes of the Japanese, suicide by septum is a sacred ritual that cannot be accomplished by one person. It requires several assistants: witnesses, beheaders, jointers... and even suicide by septum on some grand occasions, and some people sing next to them.

To be fair, it is really good that Ichiro Eguchi can do these under the current conditions. Unfortunately, he is just an ideal little person. He never thought that suicide by septum is so painful... To be fair, suicide by septum does require courage, but the problem is that a trick is used for suicide: when suicide is septum, a beheader is usually prepared by the side, in order to wait for the suicide person to cut his stomach and cut off his intestines or internal organs, before the huge pain completely reveals all kinds of shame caused by suffering from the huge pain. Before insulting this ritual, he will cut off the suicide person's head very quickly, so that people can feel how fearless the suicide person is, and he can die so peacefully.

However, Ichiro Eguchi was missing the beheader, and he cut off his head before he could not bear the huge pain. Therefore, he was tragic and embarrassed.

Everything he had done before was in line with the ritual, or the process of facing death with a righteous and righteous manner, disappeared after his loud scream.

The soldier at the door was startled when he heard the scream and rushed to the window to see what was happening in the room: Ichiro Eguchi covered his stomach with his left hand and held the dagger with his right hand, rolling on the ground with pain, screaming and blood flowing, accompanied by Ichiro Eguchi rolling all over the ground, flowing everywhere.

The soldiers at the door were so scared that their faces turned pale. They hurriedly opened the lock and called other comrades to come and help.

When the three soldiers rushed in and saw that it happened to be the most painful time in Eguchi Ichiro's eyes and tears and snot all came out, but they still couldn't help but scream.

In desperation, a soldier wanted to pull the dagger, but was caught by an experienced veteran around him: "You can't pull it out! He will die once he pulls it out."

Then he took off his shirt and covered Ichiro Eguchi's belly, trying to stop the bleeding, but said to another soldier: "Hurry up and go to the regiment headquarters and report this to the political commissar..."

He turned his head and said to the warrior who had been about to pull the dagger, "What are you doing in a daze? Go and notify the medical staff to rescue him."

After Zhang Qingshan washed up, while waiting for Xiang Xueqin to bring him breakfast, he was really worried about Ichiro Eguchi. He was afraid that he would do something stupid, so he opened the door and wanted to chat with Ichiro Eguchi... Although he couldn't understand Japanese, he just looked at Ichiro Eguchi and refused to let him do stupid things, and then when Wu Youchun arrived, he would have tried his best, right?

But as soon as my hand touched the door bolt, I heard the first scream from Eguchi Ichiro.

Zhang Qingshan thought to himself, "Not good!" and hurriedly opened the door and rushed over, almost colliding with the two soldiers who rushed out.

Just at this time, Hu Yingze heard Zhou Baoyu's report and walked to the gate with Mu Youchun and others. Xiang Xueqin also happened to be carrying a small basket to deliver food to Zhang Qingshan. When they heard Ichiro Eguchi's screams, they all rushed over to check the situation.

Xiang Xueqin saw Zhang Qingshan and a soldier, one was using her clothes to block blood from Ichiro Eguchi, and the other was busy stuffing the intestines back to Ichiro Eguchi... Anyway, it was a mess.

But Ichiro Eguchi really wanted to die too much. This knife cut not only deep, but also opened very big, like a giant salamander. Even the cut intestines flowed out, and the blood could not be blocked at all. The clothes had long been infected by blood.

Xiang Xueqin is an old nurse. When she saw this, her brows frowned.

He put the small basket on his hand into the guard beside Hu Yingze and walked over quickly.

At this time, Ichiro Eguchi was probably losing too much blood and the pain was reduced. Instead, he didn't scream loudly. He just hummed a few times occasionally, indicating that his vitality was still tenacious and still alive, but his face was gray and turned to gray-green. However, there was still light in his eyes, indicating that he was still alive, but an individual could tell from the dimmering luster in his eyes that this guy could not survive, and now he could only do his best.

Xiang Xueqin looked at his face, then turned his eyelids with his hand, and after looking, he slightly removed the bloody clothes blocking his stomach...

Just as she turned around Ichiro Eguchi's eyelids, Ichiro Eguchi seemed to be reborn, and she actually said a very long sentence with pain.

Wu Youchun immediately translated: "He begs you to either save him or kill him, it really hurts."

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on Ichiro Eguchi's face. Unexpectedly, this guy who dared to commit suicide by septum turned aside at this time because he was in pain, which made everyone not know what to say: It really takes courage to have the courage to commit suicide by using this method, but you can hold on to the end! What's the matter with asking for help on the middle of the road?

The next second, everyone's eyes turned to Xiang Xueqin again: Although everyone knows that there is little hope for saving Ichiro Eguchi, as long as there is hope, they will not give up. After all, this guy is one of the Japanese devils captured by the assault regiment for the first time. It is of great value and it is not good to die.

After Xiang Xueqin checked Eguchi Ichiro, she stood up, shook her head at everyone, and said, "There is too much blood loss and my intestines are broken. Now even if the surgery is done immediately, I will definitely not be able to rescue you."

I don’t know if he understood Xiang Xueqin’s words or if he could not hold on. As soon as Xiang Xueqin finished speaking, Ichiro Eguchi’s head tilted and the luster in his eyes was about to dissipate - he was dead.

Looking at the body of Ichiro Eguchi, Zhang Qingshan stood up, pointed to the dagger on Ichiro Eguchi's belly and asked, "Where does this thing come from?"

Several soldiers looked at me, and I looked at you, all bowed their heads. In the end, the veteran replied: "Captain, we don't know..."

Under Zhang Qingshan's glare, he did not dare to continue talking.

"Old Zhang, calm down, I believe our soldiers... As for this thing, I'm afraid Sasaki will know something." Hu Yingze understood that the most urgent task now is definitely not to trace the origin of this homemade dagger, but...
Chapter completed!