Three and a half women in four courtyards

Chapter 126

As soon as he entered the camp, Zhang Shaohua was shocked by the scene in front of him.

He found that the houses of every household had been demolished, the purlins and rafters had been removed, and there was no one in the house. Where did everyone go?How is it like experiencing an unprecedented massacre?

Zhang Shaohua ran back to the Zhang family's compound, and as soon as he entered the door, he found Zhang Huan leaning on the door frame with a walking stick.

"Oh? Dad, Dad, what's the matter?" Zhang Shaohua touched Zhang Huan, and Zhang Huan fell to the ground.

Only then did he realize that Zhang Huan had been shot twice and was killed.

Zhang Shaohua's tears flowed down: "Oh?! Who did it? Who did it?"

He put down Zhang Huan, turned his head and looked into the courtyard, and saw Zhang Zoushi lying on the courtyard: "Oh? Mom--Mom--Mom!"

Zhang Shaohua ran to Zhang Zoushi and helped her up. It turned out that her stomach had been stabbed with a bayonet and her intestines were exposed.

"Oh, eldest sister, second sister—" he ran all over the yard, shouting.

Zhang Shaohua came to the main room, opened the door, was startled, and saw all six sisters hanging on the beams.

They hanged themselves.

"Oh? What's the matter? What's the matter?" Zhang Shaohua found a sickle and cut the ropes one by one. The six sisters fell to the ground, "Eldest sister—second sister—"

At this moment, the door opened, and the real person Zhiyuan from Laoye Temple came in. He held a notice in his hand and showed it to Zhang Shaohua——

Announcement on Group Tribe Construction
...The residents in the areas where the reforms are not enough and the law and order are not good, often suffer from bandits...they gather houses scattered in remote mountainous areas that have never been protected by the official constitution, in order to form villages and impose them on them. The permanent protection facilities are under the complete protection of the official constitution, so that the residents can feel safe.

"Oh? What does this mean? What kind of announcement is this!?" Zhang Shaohua grabbed Zhiyuan's arm and asked.

"Oh, this is the Japanese policy of 'collecting families and merging villages'. It seems that it has also been implemented in Chilechuan. I just found out that in Dongjiagou not far from here, the devils set up a 'group tribe' ', the common people call it the 'Renquan', and they don't want to go there."

"I've heard of cattle pens and sheep pens, but I've never heard of human pens! This is such an outrageous policy!" Zhang Shaohua said angrily.

"Just now, I met a shepherd from your camp named Wang Wen who hid and didn't enter the crowd. He said, your father, Zhang Huan, doesn't want to live in the crowd of Dongjiagou. You must also die in your own yard. The "pick team" hired by the devils went to the house to plan the house. Your father stepped forward to stop him, but was shot and killed by the "crusade team" of the Manchurian police. Dao was stabbed with a bayonet by a Japanese gendarme. These beasts entered the main house and found your six sisters. They came up together and pushed them to the ground. All of them were ruined in broad daylight! Your sisters are ashamed , and hanged themselves one after another.”

After listening to Zhiyuan's narration, Zhang Shaohua angrily found the whetstone and sharpened the sickle.

"Om? Are you going to gawk?"

"I'm going to find them desperately!"

Immortal Zhiyuan grabbed the sickle and said, "Oh, how can you touch a stone with an egg? Hurry up, take advantage of the dark, and go! After a while, maybe they will come here to search for the remaining people, hurry up and find a place Hide it. Keep the green hills, don’t worry about running out of firewood! Come with me quickly.”

"Ang, the bones of my parents and sister haven't been buried yet?"

"I can't care so much anymore, it's important to escape first."

Zhang Shaohua was dragged to Laoye Temple by Zhiyuan Daoist, and found that many people came to Laoye Temple, all of whom were villagers from the camp who had taken refuge here.

"Ang, it seems that this is not a place to stay for a long time, leave here quickly. The Manchurian police of the devil will search here soon." Zhiyuan real person said.

"I want to be a soldier, I want to avenge my parents!"

"Oh? To be a soldier? To be a soldier is to be the living dead, you will die at any time!"

"Oh, the devil killed my parents. If you don't avenge your revenge, you are not a gentleman!"

"Oh, have integrity." Zhiyuan real person thought for a while and said, "If you want to be a soldier, you'd better go to Weizigouchuan. I heard that there are Chinese troops active there. Go there and find the Chinese army. join the army."

"Oh, is that the national army?"

"It should be the national army."

Zhang Shaohua walked for three days and finally arrived at Weizigou River.

Where is the national army?He asked some farmers about the whereabouts of the national army, and the farmers shook their heads, and some of them avoided him vigilantly.

Seeing that the dry food brought by Zhiyuan was about to run out, and if he couldn't find the team, he would be hungry.

When approaching Malin Daoliang, Zhang Shaohua suddenly saw a soldier cooking by the side of the road with a car parked beside him.

Seeing that these soldiers don't look like Japanese devils, are they the national army?
He timidly walked towards the troops.

There are more than 20 people in this team, wearing military uniforms, everyone is eating with a lunch box in one hand and steamed buns in the other.

Seeing the white flour steamed buns, Zhang Shaohua's stomach growled.

He subconsciously licked his lips and swallowed.

At this time, a big soldier suddenly found Zhang Shaohua: "Ang? Gaha? Kid, don't wander around here!"

"Ang! Child, are you hungry?" A short soldier saw Zhang Shaohua and said, "Are you a soldier? There are steamed buns to eat as a soldier!"

"Oh, I, I want to be a soldier." Zhang Shaohua heard that the two of them spoke Chinese, so he must not be a Japanese devil.If it's not a devil, then it must be the national army.he thought.

"Oh? Really? Then, hurry up and tell the monitor." The short man said.

"What nonsense, he is still a child, can he fight?" The big man glanced at Zhang Shaohua and said.

"Ang, you don't care how old he is!" the short man whispered to the big man secretly.

Seeing the two muttering, Zhang Shaohua also muttered: "What if they are not the national army, what if they are beards?"

Thinking of this, he asked, "Ang, are you the National Army?"

"National Army? Oh, yes, yes, yes, it's the National Army!" The little man was taken aback, then said immediately.

"Oh, then, when you become a soldier, you get a military uniform?" Zhang Shaohua thought to himself, if he had a beard, he probably didn't have a uniform.

"Ang, a military uniform!" said the little man, "You are too small, I'm afraid you can't wear a military uniform."

"Then, let's find an old military uniform in the car and wear it. Tuck up the trouser legs and sleeves." The big man said.

In this way, Zhang Shaohua put on the big old military uniform, tied up half of the trouser legs and sleeves, and became a soldier of the "National Army".

When the sun was about to set that day, these soldiers followed the car and came to Lianggen'er of Malin Road Liang (at the foot of the mountain ridge).

There is a small camp near Liang Gen'er, and there are only three families in it.

The little man called out a woman from a family and asked her to sew up Zhang Shaohua's trouser legs and sleeves, so that they would not fall down and look neater.

Zhang Shaohua said to the little man, "Oh, thank you, brother."

"Thank you for what, thank you?" the little man said, "How about this, you are a recruit and you don't have a gun, so you can carry the gun for me first!"

"Oh? You're a fucking bully. He's not as tall as the gun. Let him carry the gun for you?" The big man scolded the short man.

"What's the matter? Ah, I helped him, so why don't you honor me!" The little man said and put the gun in Zhang Shaohua's arms.

Zhang Shaohua held the gun, feeling very heavy.

He was struggling to carry the gun on his back.

"Ang, let's go quickly, the boss told me to climb over the Ma Lin Daoliang before dark." The little man said.

Zhang Shaohua struggled to carry the gun on his back, followed behind the little man, and climbed up the mountain ridge along the winding mountain road with the car.

(End of this chapter)