spy cloud

Chapter 1471 numb citizens

Soon after Zhang Tianhao woke up, he put on makeup and went out without even eating breakfast.

In the clinic, Song Lang and Zhang Li also looked at each other in dismay. After all, Zhang Li also knew that Song Lang talked too much today, and it was different from their tasks.

"Song Lang, after you come back, sir, you should apologize to him. You know, it's difficult for him himself, and you still want to add trouble to him. You're not doing it right."

"But we can't sit still and do nothing, so what are we doing here?" Song Lang was also angry. After all, he was sent here to kill devils, and it's been almost two months. , but Zhang Tianhao didn't move at all.

"You, don't you know how to use your own brain? Do you think that Mister really didn't do anything? It's just that you don't know. Mister's side is really difficult. We don't have any support, no manpower, but the thing is One after another, you are a god, sir!"

Zhang Li taught Song Lang a lesson in a low voice, and even gave him a glare.

"Do your own thing well in the future, don't think too much, don't ask too much, that is the best protection for Mr.

After all, Zhang Li guessed some, and she received the telegrams from Nanjing from time to time, and she guessed and guessed some tasks from Nanjing.

It's just that Zhang Tianhao never mentioned it to them.

……

At this time, Zhang Tianhao had already changed his clothes, and even had a press card on him. He looked like a reporter with a camera.

And he also had a make-up done, and he looked like he was in his forties.

He compared it with the photo on the ID card, and then made a simple repair. A temporary new face appeared in front of him. He looked at the photo and the reporter next to him, and the corners of his mouth were also slightly raised.

According to the reporter card of "Xinjing Daily", he is a little two or three centimeters taller than this man named Yuan Zhongnan, so who would pay attention to his identity.

Of course, there is also a situation, that is, someone he is familiar with.

Looking at the reporter who was pulled aside by him and stuffed under the bed, he could only mourn for him for 3 minutes, then picked up his press card and went to the central square outside.

At this time, the central square was already full of ordinary people, and there were even many Japanese military police and local police, which almost surrounded the entire square so that it was completely impenetrable.

And Zhang Tianhao stood under the stage.

With a camera in his hand, he was taking pictures of several Japanese people in the police station and the Gendarmerie Colonel on the stage. The flashes of light flashed one after another, and all the people above were photographed.

After all, I have a press card and I have checked my identity before I am allowed to walk in and take pictures, otherwise I really don't allow others to take pictures.

Looking at the more than 100 ordinary people who were being escorted and kneeling on the side, there were men and women, each of them was already sobbing, and even each of them was covered with scars. Maybe it is the psychology of Chinese people who like to watch the excitement, or they like to point and point With a little bit of psychology, he casually said to those Chinese who were about to be shot.

"Look, they are a bunch of fools again, fighting against the Japanese, isn't that courting death?"

"What a good girl, such a girl, how wonderful it would be to be my daughter-in-law, and how wonderful it would be to support my husband and teach my children at home. If I go to make a revolution, the revolution will be my own life."

"I never thought that someone would be so stupid as to let go of a good life and resist. Look at us, this life will go on."

"Hehe, you can see murder again today. Last time I saw a Japanese with inaccurate marksmanship, but he didn't get killed with one shot. That's a tragedy."

"You don't know, these bastards should be shot as soon as possible. Don't hurt others. Every day that such a person lives is a day of disaster. Family members, friends, whoever follows them will be unlucky."

Zhang Tianhao stood among the people and listened quietly, but his heart was getting colder and colder. People actually said such things, which shows how ignorant many people are. Revolt concept.

Life is like death, these people may have been enslaved, but they didn't have any resistance, facing their compatriots, they were numb.

Although not everyone says so, there are still quite a few people who say so.

Zhang Tianhao felt desolate and painful, his brows were furrowed, he really felt a sense of death, disappointment, and loss.

You know, what they are facing is a group of ordinary people. There can be a few of them who really resist the Japanese, but there are more than 100 people here, and they are all innocent people.

No wonder Mr. Lu Xun abandoned medicine to pursue literature. No wonder he said that to reform a person, one must transform a person from the human spirit and from the ideological point of view, and only then can the people's minds be awakened.

Zhang Tianhao was silent, he was really silent, what he had to do now, besides dealing with the Japanese, he had to do one more thing, that was to wake up the common people to join in the resistance against Japan.

He thought of the student's mimeograph machine he had received from Beiping. He thought he would never use it, but only now did he realize that he really did use it, and he must use it.

No wonder patriotic students are keen on these things. Now Zhang Tianhao truly understands the meaning of ignoring the people, and the people must remove the word ignorant in front of them, so that they can become real people, people who stand up, and people who stand up nationality.

He realized it, and this time he really realized it.

But he controlled his expression very well, as if he was really a reporter, holding up the camera, as if he was taking pictures of these prisoners, and even interviewed the chief of the police department Sato,

"Excuse me, Director Sato, is the train bombing two days ago related to these prisoners?"

"In the face of these anti-Japanese elements who oppose imperialism, have you always insisted on repression?"

"Excuse me, there seem to be a lot of civilians here, and they don't seem to be anti-Japanese elements. Will your massacre of civilians cause dissatisfaction in the international public opinion?"

"Are you doing this in violation of international conventions and the spirit of international humanitarianism?"

"Excuse me, what do you think about this incident? Who did this case? Has the murderer been caught? Are all these people murderers?"

……

The reporters asked questions like a storm, directly in front of Zuo Teng, and even many questions were so difficult to answer, and many questions even accused them of massacring civilians.

Facing these, Zuo Teng just smiled lightly, raised his right fist, and said loudly to everyone: "The interests of the empire are above all else. Anyone who resists the empire and violates the will of the empire will be the enemy of the empire. And to be destroyed."

Faced with such an arrogant declaration, Zhang Tianhao stood behind and occasionally asked questions, but he knew that he was only in charge of recording now.

Especially the moment of murder, Zhang Tianhao recorded it faithfully. He wanted to take these as precious photos and use them to accuse the Japanese of crimes in the future.

As rows of gunshots sounded, many people couldn't bear it, but some people became numb.He even raised his hands and applauded.Applause in the face of the speeches of the Japanese, and applause in the face of the killing of the Chinese.

Zhang Tianhao's heart also became numb.His heart hurts so much.

"pain!"

(End of this chapter)