War of Resistance

Chapter 295 Zhaojia Village Gunshots
Under Zhao Damin's yelling, the villagers in Zhaojia Village all woke up.

For the villagers of Zhaojia Village, recruiting thieves is not a small matter - for more than ten years, no thieves have dared to provoke them. Have these thieves eaten the courage of the bears and leopards today?To step on their face like this.

As a result, the villagers of Zhaojia Village, who were very angry, gathered together.

"Folks, our Zhaojia Village has been in Zhaojia Village for decades, and we have only recruited thieves once or twice. But now these nasty routs have stolen our pigs and food. How can we live now? How can we live? Standing at the front of the line, Zhao Damin asked loudly. The whole village was attacked by thieves, and his family lost the most grain.

The clan elder standing in the crowd wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he didn't make a sound.

"We must find them to get it back, to get back what we should have!" Someone in the crowd began to respond.

"Yes, that's right, they must be frightened, otherwise they won't know that people in our Zhaojiazhuang are not easy to mess with!" Another cry came out from the crowd, obviously, his family also lost a lot of things.

For a while, the sound of crusade was endless.

"Okay, let me take the lead this time, find these damned routs, and get back our original things." Zhao Damin said angrily, but he seemed to have subconsciously forgotten the note that the officers and soldiers of the First Battalion placed at their door. A few pieces of the ocean.

The human heart is inherently so sinister, not everyone can understand the overall situation, sacrifice the small self, and then complete the big self.

Under the turmoil of the crowd, Zhao Damin began to lead these villagers to kill in the direction where the officers and soldiers of the first battalion came.

Yes, that's right, they were killed, and they still had lethal weapons such as sickle and hoe in their hands.

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"Brothers, hurry up and run. Don't wait until these ordinary people catch up and trouble us!" Liu Houming said while panting heavily. He had already carried two bags of rice on his shoulders.

However, not all people have practiced martial arts, and not all people can carry two bags of rice on their shoulders like Liu Houming.

Not to mention the officers and soldiers whose muscles were weakened by starvation, their physical fitness was not as good as Liu Houming's, let alone their current state.

Almost each of them carried a bag of rice, and there were even two officers and soldiers each driving a pig.

"Adjutant Liu, Adjutant Liu...let's rest for a while! We've been hungry for so long, and we've been marching for so long, our bodies...we're going to...we can't take it anymore." A relatively thin man in the team The officers and soldiers spoke.

"No, if you work harder, you can run out immediately." For Liu Houming, he wished to take people to the group seat immediately, so as to save the common people from catching up, and then have a whole lot of trouble up.

But often, many things go against their wishes, such as what Liu Houming thinks now.

The shouts of killing from the people behind him were getting closer and closer, Liu Houming was anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

The fire behind him was getting closer and closer. In desperation, Liu Houming put down the two bags of rice in his hand, took out a pistol, and said to the brothers around him: "Don't go, we can't go, get ready to fight! "

The officers and soldiers of the first battalion are veterans who have experienced many battles, and they have also come through the ups and downs in the past few days, so their tacit understanding is perfect.

Under Liu Houming's order, the officers and soldiers immediately put down the rice in their hands, then took off the guns on their backs, and pointed their rifles at the people behind them.

Facing the dark muzzles of the officers and soldiers of the First Battalion, the villagers of Zhaojia Village seemed not to be afraid. The sickles, hoes, and axes in their hands were held tighter. The impulse of officers and soldiers to fight to the death.

"What do you want to do?!" Liu Houming asked loudly.

"Hehe, I want to ask what you want to do?! If you can't buy food, you still come to us to steal food. Are you tired of your work?! What kind of skill is bullying us ordinary people? If you are a man, put down the gun in your hand!" Zhao Damin asked with a sneer, she didn't believe these people dared to shoot.

"Stealing food?! Tell me, clutching your heart, did we put food at your door?! Are you ignoring those oceans?! We were fighting the Japanese army on the front line, how many people died? The brothers just broke through. Who are we fighting desperately for? Can't you think about it for us all, from the perspective of the whole of China?" Liu Houming's face was already blue with anger.

I saw Zhao Damin sneered and said: "There is money, but the money is just your spiritual compensation for the old and young in our village. You can't take any of these grains away! As for what to think for you, stand Think about it from the perspective of China as a whole, what do you think? We are just a bunch of little people, and besides, we didn’t let you go to war. Whoever told you to go to war, you can ask for food. In short, You have to keep the money, and you have to keep the food! Don’t think that the people in Zhaozhuang are easy to bully!"

After hearing these words, Liu Houming finally understood what these people meant.

People who only care about the small self and ignore the big self have existed throughout the ages.Obviously, these people in Zhaojia Village are the representatives.

I saw Liu Houming sneered and put the pistol in his hand into the holster, then took the [-] cover in the hand of his comrade-in-arms beside him, aimed at Zhao Damin who was speaking, and asked, "What if I say no?"

Seeing the muzzle of the black hole, Zhao Daming said that it is impossible not to panic, but the situation has come to this moment, he can't let all the people in Zhaojia Village look down on him, so he said: "If you have the ability, you can Shoot, I bet you dare not shoot, folks, go! Take back our food and pigs!!!”

After speaking, Zhao Damin turned his head and shouted to the people behind him, and he was determined to lead the way and "eliminate harm for the people".

Just when the common people, encouraged by Zhao Damin, were about to go forward to grab food, a gunshot rang out, and a [-]-magnitude bullet penetrated the muscle on Zhao Damin's thigh, making his leg unstressed. He fell to his knees.

At the moment when the gunshot rang out, all the people suppressed the impulse to move forward, and then stayed where they were at a loss.

"Don't force us, there is nothing we can do. As long as we have a bite to eat and can survive, we will not steal your food. And the food we leave at your door is definitely enough for you to buy a lot of food. It is absolutely no worse than There is so little food! We soldiers worked so hard on the front line, but we don’t even have a bite to eat. You can take off the clothes of the brothers around us and see how many scars they have on their bodies? Look How many of their scars were not stabbed by the Japanese army? Do you know how many soldiers and civilians the Japanese army killed on the front line?!" Liu Houming asked angrily.

When encountering this situation, Liu Houming was really heartbroken. He had no choice but to shoot. Otherwise, seeing the group of brothers around him managed to break out of Nanjing, they failed to die at the hands of the enemy, but they died thinking about it. At the hands of angry people?Besides, they didn't do anything harmful.

Liu Houming is willing to bear all the consequences by himself, and he is not willing to just watch his brothers being so aggrieved by these closed-minded people of Zhaojia Village being beaten to death or beaten to death.

Therefore, it was extremely helpless for him to shoot.

Whichever is the lesser of the two is a multiple-choice question that adults will do.

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PS: The first update is here!

Some people may want to ask Xiongying, why spend pen and ink to write these seemingly dispensable plots?

In fact, such incidents as the gunshots in Zhaojiacun were adapted from real events and experienced by my grandfather, but the time was not at this time, and the location was not in Zhaojiacun.

(End of this chapter)