Chapter 3154 The Most Suitable Way to Die

It was late at night, and Malashenko, who had not rested yet, was leaning over his desk, reviewing the documents that his two divisions had sent to the military headquarters.

Ever since the political commissar's health had deteriorated, Malashenko had consciously taken over a lot of paperwork that he should have done himself.

The most obvious feeling after taking the position of army commander was the amount of paperwork, which was almost more than double that of the previous division commander.

Compared with other ordinary army-level units, the leadership army, which had taken the lead in the synthesis of various arms, faced more problems. There were already a lot of reports that Malashenko had to review, revise, or even write himself.

And because the army's organization was larger and more complex, the amount of routine paperwork in the leadership army was also far greater than that of the brother troops of the same level.

The combination of the two directly led to Malashenko, who basically no longer led the charge, still being busy.

The huge amount of paperwork almost occupied all of Comrade Lao Ma's time except for military command. Working overtime until late at night was just the basic norm.

"Damn, it's half past one again. When was the last time you went to bed early and got up early?"

Malashenko looked at his watch, shook his head, sighed, and then picked up the pen again to continue working overtime.

But he didn't expect to meet the political commissar who had just finished his work at this late night.

"Aren't you resting yet?"

"Me? Oh, aren't you the same? The old comrade just got off work, how can the young rest early? By the way, have you finished your work?"

While responding jokingly, he also asked about the work of the political commissar. Knowing that Malashenko had always been thinking about this matter, the political commissar replied immediately.

"I came here specifically for this. The interrogation has ended, a little earlier than expected."

"A total of 117 people were found guilty. This is a detailed report I compiled. Take a look at it first."

"In addition, according to the confessions of several criminals on trial, the evacuation of these Japanese in the city should have been completed yesterday afternoon. They are carrying out the plan step by step according to the schedule set in advance. The Japanese field group with the Second Division as the main force took the initiative to attack, which in a sense can be regarded as buying them time."

"But I didn't expect the Second Division to be destroyed so quickly, and the rest of the Japanese troops that cooperated with the Second Division also scattered and were defeated, unable to stop our advancement. This led to the fact that these Japanese could not escape and all became our prisoners."

Listening to the explanation of the political commissar while flipping through the report in his hand, Malashenko, who unconditionally believed in the ability of the political commissar, gave the order without much thought.

"Okay, these are enough."

"These interrogation records are equivalent to their verdicts, keep them as evidence. There is no need for a procedural trial. Send these beasts to death before dawn. I mean what I say."

Malachenko, who killed the bastards in Auschwitz on the spot, doesn't mind doing it again. Keeping these bastards for public trial in the future will only give them a glimmer of life that they don't deserve.

Malachenko clearly remembers that many Japanese devils who deserved to die used the opportunity of public trial to make sophistry, and with the Americans' protection, they were eventually spared from death or even at large, and lived peacefully for many years and ended up with a good end.

Such a result itself is ironic. It is undoubtedly a humiliation and trampling on justice to let such inhumane beasts end up with a good end.

Maybe he will be criticized in the future for what he did today, but Malachenko is still determined to do it.

For no other reason than to give an explanation to the victims who died tragically at the hands of these bastards.

If his own dispute could be exchanged for the implementation and maintenance of justice in the world, then Malashenko would accept it without hesitation.

The political commissar, who also understood why Malashenko did this, responded with approval, and the final preparations were quickly completed under the personal instruction and approval of Malashenko.

By dawn, all 117 Japanese devils who were personally confirmed by the political commissar to have committed unforgivable and inhumane crimes had been taken to the execution ground outside the city.

The burial pit dug overnight by the forced Japanese prisoners of war was right next to this group of dying bastards, and it was clearly visible.

I remember what I said in the interrogation room a few hours ago in a state of terror and suffering, and I also know what these Japanese devils are about to face, and they finally experienced what real despair is.

Despair has a "freshness" to it. Killing a person suddenly does not make him feel the feeling of strangling his soul.

The waiting time when you know that you will die but do not know when you will die is the best and freshest despair, and it is also the last dying gift that Malashenko gave to the Japanese devils.

"Why? I have said everything, I have told you everything! Why do you still do this!? Why!?"

"No, no, no, no! You can't kill me, I am a diplomat! I have immunity! You are violating international law!"

"Damn Russian pigs, you slaughtered prisoners! You are inhumane!"

Looking at the group of Japanese devils who saw the huge burial pit and immediately realized why they were taken to this place, they had all kinds of expressions of collapse and despair, crying for their parents, and even some of them were frightened to incontinence on the spot.

Comrade Comrade Political Commissar, who showed no sign of pity or sympathy on his face, stepped forward and spoke quietly to Malashenko, who stood beside him and stared at the scene on the execution ground.

"I ordered some tactics to be used when interrogating them because time was really limited."

"When people are desperate, they will wishfully believe in things that can see hope. I took advantage of this and gave them some unrealistic promises and lies. It didn't take long to eat everything out of their minds. Er Jing, the speed of taking the initiative to explain is faster than the speed of our record-keeper’s handwriting.”

It is also based on the understanding of "despair".

Malashenko's purpose is to let these Japanese devils slowly taste this taste and let them die little by little in a slow, painful and unwilling struggle, while the purpose of Comrade Political Commissar is to complete the interrogation task and obtain the report as soon as possible .

Although the purpose is different, the process is also very different.

Only the two desperate operations involved Japanese Japs. This is the only and most important thing in common.

"You just said you gave them some lies and unrealistic promises?"

Malashenko, who turned his head to confirm for the last time, received a positive answer, and then spoke with a sneer amid the silent nod of the political commissar comrade.

"That would be even better. The moment when hope turns into despair is stretched infinitely like this. This way of death is the most suitable for these bastards."