under fire

Chapter 706 Sentencing
The puppet army by the suspension bridge noticed that most of the uniforms in the team were covered with blood, and there were more than [-] stretchers carrying them: "The casualties are not small?"

Ma Liang: "Yeah, I didn't expect Balu to be so powerful!"

Followed by Tang Dagou who was yawning, the two of them crossed the suspension bridge first, and went straight into the gun tower.

not long time.

A squad of puppet troops in the blockhouse, including those who were sleeping, were all gathered in the open space outside the blockhouse.

Luo Fugui followed closely into the gun tower, and after a while, he got out of the gun tower and went straight to the group of puppet soldiers.

He reached out and pinched a puppet soldier's neck.

The puppet army's feet softened: "Baye...have mercy!"

Luo Fugui entered the gun tower with the collar of the puppet army who wet his trousers.

The puppet army looked at the broad-browed and narrow-eyed Huang Xiejun sitting behind the table on the Datong bunk, holding a bayonet in his hand expressionlessly, and jumped in his heart: "Baye, please forgive me."

Ma Liang next to him raised his right hand holding the pen, and pointed to the bench opposite the table where the ammunition box was built: "Don't be nervous, sit down!"

The puppet army is crying, can I not be nervous?Not caring about the discomfort of his wet pants, he sat down cautiously while shivering.

"Name? Where is home?"

The puppet army trembled: "Little Zhao Dahu, Zhaojiazhuang."

"Tell me about the situation of everyone in the blockhouse you know." Ma Liang said kindly and paused here, and then sincerely suggested: "I will ask one by one, and I advise you not to lie!"

The puppet army's legs were like sifting chaff: "Eighth Lord, brother knows everything, this thief is God, if he really can't survive, who would want to lose the face of his ancestors."

After half an hour.

Ma Liang and Zhao Tie found out the details of the eleven puppet soldiers guarding the turret.

The squad leader and deputy squad leader of the puppet army are definitely guilty of the most heinous crimes, bullying men and women!

He was directly sentenced to death by Zhao Tie. . .

A soldier, covered in blood, was trampling the soil on the pit where the two corpses were buried, while complaining: "These puppet army officials don't have a single good thing!"

"That's right, the guy who can kill the common people will not deserve to die!" The soldier with the gun next to him said bitterly.

"Do I think they should be given a chance?" Ma Liang looked up at the remaining puppet soldiers and asked Zhao Tie.

"Then who gave the dead villagers the chance to kill our underground workers?" Zhao Tie glanced at the puppet soldiers and couldn't help but sneered.

Ma Haoliang seemed a little uncertain: "They were also forced to move by the devils, and besides, our Eighth Route Army gives priority to prisoners!"

Zhao Tie sneered: "Then tell me, how can we give preferential treatment? Let him go and report our whereabouts to the devils?"

Ma Liang frowned: "Anyway, it's wrong for you to kill prisoners."

Zhao Tie asked back: "Which eye did you see that I killed the prisoner? I am issuing a sentence. Do you understand the sentence?"

Ma Liang deliberately asked: "What qualifications do you have to pronounce a sentence?"

Zhao Tieyi's words were strict: "Hey, as long as there is no certificate of returning to the war of resistance, they will all be sentenced to death!"

Tang Dagou leaned on the mound outside the blockhouse to bask in the sun, half-opened his eyes and said, "What the hell! These guys used to be bandits. It's useless to keep them. Just kill them all."

There were nine remaining puppet soldiers. Listening to the conversation between the three, their faces were as white as paper. One of them trembled and begged for mercy: "That eighth master, please forgive me. Although the young one is a puppet soldier, he usually burns incense and worships Buddha every day, and sometimes he helps fellow villagers Let's dig and hoe the ground!"

Ma Liang took a look at the notebook in his hand and nodded: "Your performance is not bad, but I can't let you go now, this matter is not easy!"

The puppet soldier gritted his teeth: "Ba Ye, I am willing anyway!"

Zhao Tie nodded: "Anyway? Then I can spare you!"

The puppet soldiers next to him panicked: "Baye, we are all willing anyway. When this broken puppet army gets stabbed in the back by the villagers every day, I won't do it anymore! Let's vote for the Eight Routes today!"

Ma Liang thought for a while: "Hey, I'm not afraid of you going back on your word. If you're willing to go anyway, come here and get your fingerprints."

The remaining nine puppet troops unanimously expressed their willingness to vote for the eighth route, and they had to save their lives first.

It didn't take long, and a group of puppet soldiers with different expressions on their faces rubbed their hands. Although their fate was unknown, at least they didn't have to worry about being stabbed to death with bayonets.

Make up your mind.

"Brother, those puppet troops have agreed to join the Eighth Route."

Hu Yi took his eyes back from the map and nodded: "Now arrange for everyone to have a meal, and let the puppet army lead the way later, and remove all the nearby gun towers!"

"Yes!" Ma Liang immediately came out to convey the order.

There were too many people to fit in the blockhouse, and a circle of soldiers basking in the sun sat on the top floor of the blockhouse.

The weather was too cold, so Zhao Tie simply led a company of more than 30 soldiers down the blockade ditch to sleep with a bonfire.

The sun is at the climax, and it is almost noon.

A group of detectives who followed the puppet army raided came from the west with seven or eight suspects, and it seemed that they were going to send them to the county seat.

"Report, someone is coming from the west!" The observation post roared.

Immediately, a piece of head melon appeared on the top of the turret looking west.

"Put your head back quickly!" Ma Liang hurried up to the top of the gun tower.

"22!" Ma Liang shouted to the gun tower after looking through the binoculars for a while.

After yelling, he ran directly to the bottom of the gun tower.

In the blockade ditch next to the suspension bridge, dozens of sleeping puppet soldiers who heard Ma Liang's roar left the campfire and hurriedly climbed up.

The gun tower is too small to hold so many people in Lian Lian and Er Lian, not to mention that the wounded need to recuperate.

Cursing loudly, they wanted to squeeze to the side of the suspension bridge to perform duties.

Not much work.

The detective team driving a donkey cart came to the suspension bridge from the west in the wind and dust.

With a smile on his face, Ma Liang looked at the detective who arrived first, who looked like the lead detective, and asked, "How is the situation in the west?"

The investigative team quickly replied: "The Eighth Route Army is running to the west, and the imperial army is mobilizing manpower to pursue it."

"You have gained a lot!" Ma Liang said, letting the team behind the traitor go.

"Where is it, seven suspects were arrested, and your share will be indispensable at that time, uh, why didn't you see your squad leader Liu?" The leading traitor was talking, took out a pack of cigarettes, shook out one and handed it to him. Ma Liang.

Ma Liang took the cigarette smoothly: "Squad leader worked all night yesterday and went to bed!"

"Brother, you seem to be new here, right? Why haven't I seen you before?"

"I just got here today, of course you haven't seen me."

"Uh, brother, you see it's not too early at this time, do you want to arrange a lunch for the brothers?"

Ma Liang sighed: "Okay, you guys come here first, and I will arrange it for you."

The members of the detective team immediately gave their thumbs up: "Good brother, let's make a fortune together in the future!"

"That's not necessary, just don't forget your brother when you get rich."

The traitor saw that there seemed to be a lot of people around the blockhouse, and he was a little puzzled: "Hey, don't you have only one class here? Why are there so many people today?"

"The friendly army from the county just arrived." Ma Liang looked at the short-lived guy calmly.

The traitor was a little envious: "Change defense? It's better for your Imperial Association Army, unlike us, this time the mopping and investigation team is short-handed, and they have to run with the Imperial Army day and night." But he was triumphant, and it seemed that he had made a lot of money.

A team of about [-] people sat in a circle on the small square outside the blockhouse, surrounded by a large group of puppet soldiers watching the excitement.

Standing by the suspension bridge, Tang Dagou looked like a ruffian, with his head bowed and his face that had not been washed in 800 years, which made the detective team members who came last feel terrified.

"What are you looking at? Is there a flower on my face?"

The big dog stared wide-eyed at the angry traitor carefully: "Hey, there's nothing special, just wait a while."

The traitor froze for a moment: "Crazy!"

(End of this chapter)