The gasoline in the water soon burned clean, and all the surviving Japanese soldiers were as if far from the devil’s feet from the depths of the pit.

Only Honda feels very happy, because the height of the folding mountain problem, the enemy is impossible to drown the pit road with water, and this means is only effective for the first time.

But this time, the pain is not over.

Many burned people, in the pit road in pain, which makes many soldiers who are already in a bad state of mind, very angry.

Honda trees saw the alternations that occurred on both sides, and then the soldiers who were not burned, the soldiers who were burned, shot them.

There is a word to help you ease the pain, and those who have been killed have no resistance, only a strong color of liberation.

Honda under the tree quietly watched all this, those burned soldiers, in the absence of medical treatment, can not survive in such an environment, can not be able to persist for up to three days.

However, nothing can change the fact.

War makes people no longer look like people, and what forces people to be unconscious is war.

When you think about it, although Honda also feels that this move is very shameful, in the battlefield, in order to survive, soldiers can only act like brutes, according to the instincts of animals, and it is not uncommon for anything to happen.

As Honda looked at the bodies not far away, a soldier he did not know, came up to him and knelt down.

Honda did not know the man at all, whether he was a navy or an army, or whether he was an officer or an ordinary soldier.

This man had many burns, and he knelt in front of him and begged, “Kill me, kill me.”

Repeat this sentence constantly, no matter what questions Honda asked, there are only these four words.

In this regard, Honda made a helpless nod, and his muzzle for the first time in front of his companion, the person who begged for gratitude, turned his eyes in the direction of Tokyo, closed his eyes, and said the last sentence: "Please live with my hope, perhaps surrender is the best relief."

Honda's hands on the tree holding the gun were trembling, shaking, the muzzle of the gun has been able to hold the man's temple, but he was slow to pull off the trigger.

It is happier to die now than to live in such a way – the Japanese soldiers on Iwo Jima have created such values, and many Japanese soldiers are convinced that suicide can save themselves from the sea of misery.

At this moment, in the heart of Honda's tree, full of struggle, looking at the dying soldier, he did not know what to do, after wandering, he finally pulled the trigger.

The crisp shot went off and the dead body fell to the ground.

There were also six people on the side who were also burned, who, although not as severe as the others who were burned, were also blisters all over the body, unable to move, but still alive.

And these six people, unlike other soldiers, groaned and cried.

Honda's under-tree silent-backed sniper rifle, removed a grenade from his body and placed it in front of the six men.

In the eyes of Honda, a person and a bullet to them are too wasteful, and a grenade is enough.

However, the soldier who picked up the grenade and pulled the fuse, the grenade did not explode, because of the wet relationship, the grenade was damp and could not detonate.

Honda under the tree is really no way, and six bullets were used for this.

Every gunshot in the tunnel must be accompanied by the death of a person, and Honda does not like this feeling.

But in the face of cruel and very cruel choices, he can only choose cruel.

I have to say that in participating in this incident, Honda's values have been affected by the full range, and he feels more and more like a high-quality student in the physics department of the University of Tokyo, more like an executioner.

However, the war did not give him more choice, those who asked to commit suicide, the soldiers who had been facing the war the day before, the soldiers who had been wandering the line of death before, but today they are nothing.

That night, there was a desperate news in the trenches that the enemy was killed in Su Lin Zhongdao.

A small enemy unit rushed into the Iwo Jima headquarters and killed all the people.

The body of Soolin Zhongdao was hung in front of the trench of the folding mountain, and many soldiers could see the body of Soglin Zhongdao through the trench.

What makes the Japanese most desperate, however, is the run-up to food and the final drinking water.

Honda under the tree is no exception, no one has been distributed food, and no one has provided the final drinking water.

One day, two days, this situation makes everyone feel the real despair.

Lack of food and drinking water is an important issue, the last time the food was not filled, and all the reserves had already been eaten.

There was still a little rice on the Honda tree, but he had no water and could not steam food with water.

He could only choose to heat the rice with geothermal methods.

Deep in the underground trenches, the ground heat is about 60 degrees, this temperature, rice can be cooked, but because these geothermal steam contains a lot of sulfur gas, eat this geothermal steam cooked rice under the tree, the body has been very uncomfortable.

The pain of thirst drove a large number of Japanese soldiers to do all kinds of irrational behavior.

In spite of the danger, many soldiers went deep into the edge of the Red Guard Corps' camp, looking for everything they could eat.

Although the people who went out never came back, hunger drove more people to follow.

In just a few days, the number of Japanese in the trenches was reduced by one and a half.

In fact, from the beginning of the war, except for the previous few days, the enemy of the Japanese army was no longer the Red Guards outside the trenches.

Their opponents were themselves, hungry and thirsty, and also belonged to the Japanese soldiers.

A familiar comrade came to Honda's tree and said: "We no longer have any food, we can only find our own way to get food, in this case, we can only attack the enemy outside, get what can live."

However, Honda's tree shook his head very simply and directly rejected the companion's offer, but he also gave him a few of the ammunition, most of which was handed over to him, and I wish him a smooth return.

Late at night, Honda saw the group leave the trenches, and since then, he has never seen this familiar comrade again.