Sword of Death Camp

Chapter 2 The old scholar

If you look from the sky at this time, you will find that these continuous hills are all battlefields after the Great War.

It is true that there are fragmented corpses everywhere, limbs and arms, and blood foam directly after being hit by bombs.

War is so cruel.

But obviously, the Japanese army who cleaned the battlefield has become accustomed to it.

They didn't find that a Japanese soldier cleaning the battlefield was missing, and of course they couldn't hear the sound of the soldier rolling down the valley without gunfire.

Moreover, when cleaning the battlefield, everyone was scattered, and they didn't even notice what happened at that moment.

Little did they know that in a hidden deep ditch at the bottom of the valley, there was a man in the uniform of the Eighth Route Army, holding a rifle tightly in his hand, and the bayonet on the rifle just stabbed the Japanese soldier in the chest. Rolled down together.

This place is generally not seen.

It's just that when the two of them rolled down, the few people hiding here were startled.

An old man, a young man, and an old man and a young woman. It seems that they are two couples, or they may be a family.

"Da, what should we do!" The young man looked a little panicked, and hurriedly asked the old man.

The old man glared at him, and said in a low voice, "I'm so scared, the voice is so loud, I'm going to die!"

Looking at the two people who fell, without thinking, he stood up and picked up the things around him: "What else can I do?
This is bad luck.

Running into the mountains to hide from Japan, I didn't expect to hit the wind instead.

Eight roads met the Japanese here and fought a battle.

I wanted to hide in this ditch and wait for them to leave, but now that two people fell down, they would definitely come down to find someone.

This place is not good to stay, people are going to die, let's go! "

The two women were trembling with fear and did not dare to speak. The young man was also a little timid, but he still asked in a low voice.

"Da, who do you think will win!"

The old man cautiously poked his head out and looked up, but found no one.

He came back and snorted: "How do you know, go out and have a look, it's best that the Eight Routes win!

You stay here and don't make a sound! "

After finishing speaking, I was about to crawl out carefully, but was stopped by the young man: "Da, go!"

Although the young man is still a little scared, he is obviously unwilling to let his father go out to take risks, so he should go by himself!
After speaking, he wanted to crawl out, but the old man grabbed his neck and pushed him back.

"You bastard, you haven't left a queen for your family, how can it be your turn to take risks!

Get back!
Take good care of your mother and your mother-in-law. If you are discovered, you will immediately run along this ditch.

Whether you can live or not depends on God! "

The young man grabbed the old man again: "Da, why don't you run out along this ditch now!"

The old man turned his head and growled in a low voice: "You pig brain! Why do you need to check the situation!
Two people fell from above, and they must come down to look for them. The army, if you want to see people if you live, you want to see corpses if you die!

Well, let’s check the situation, it’s okay if the Eighth Route wins, but if the Japanese win and come down to find the corpses and meet them, they will be hacked into pieces!

If you rush out like this now, you have half the chance of surviving. If something happens to you, you won’t be able to run away!
There is still a half chance to run out.

But, look at the situation, if the Japanese outside won, but they didn't notice the ditch, we don't have to run, just hide here until they leave. "

understood.

His son understood right away.

That is, if the Japanese didn't notice the ditch, they could live without running.

If you run out now to attract the attention of the Japanese, you may die.

After all, the chance of running out without attracting the attention of the Japanese is very small, even the biggest chance is only half.

So his father wanted to go out and have a look. If the Japanese really didn't notice this hidden deep ditch, then they didn't have to run away.

Fortunately.

The Japanese soldiers cleaning the battlefield did not notice that there was a deep ditch here. They just looked down and did not see what was inside the ditch.

Maybe they were also wondering why there was one less person, maybe they were ordered to recall immediately after cleaning the battlefield.

But after all, no one came down to check here.

All the Japanese who cleaned the battlefield left quickly, perhaps because they had received new orders.

They saved a life.

The old man went to inquire about the situation, and found that the Japanese army had left, and returned to the ditch: "No one, let's go!"

His son, a little confused, since the Japanese are gone, why can't they continue to hide?

As soon as he asked this question, he was slapped on the head by the old man.

"If the Japanese hadn't left, of course they couldn't just go out casually, they would be easily killed like rabbits!
But the Japanese are gone, and they will leave here immediately.

In case the Japanese who left go back and find that they have indeed lost one person, and come back to find them again, there is still a risk!

let's go! "

After finishing speaking, everyone was about to leave with a small burden on their backs. The young man who walked at the back of the four followed his father for two steps, and then looked back at the corpses of the two soldiers.

Especially the rifles in the hands of the two soldiers, there was desire and greed in his eyes.

After thinking about it, he turned around and ran over, picked up the [-] cap next to the Japanese soldier's body, and went to untie the Japanese soldier's belt.

After untying the Japanese soldiers, I wanted to get the belts and guns from the Eighth Route Army.

But he suddenly took a chance and looked up, only to find that the Eighth Route Army soldier was not dead. When he woke up, he frightened the young man in front of him half to death in an instant.

"what!"

The young man's scream was actually startled by the old man who had walked almost a hundred meters away.

Looking back, I found that my son had gone to touch the corpse.

Moreover, one of the two corpses was actually still alive, and sat up unsteadily.

The old man rushed over in a hurry, took a closer look, and heaved a sigh of relief, it turned out that it was Balu who came back to life.

"Boss, boss, it's the baby who is ignorant, so don't be malicious!

You have a lot of adults, let him go! "

Before he finished speaking, he realized that the Eighth Route Army soldier in front of him had collapsed and passed out again.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it, and quickly picked up his things and wanted to run.

The old man also breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to turn around and leave, but came back suddenly, sighed, bent down and handed the Eighth Route Army soldier on his back, holding his rifle and the piece of paper with many words written on it in the other hand. own son.

"Melon goods, take it!

Boss stuff, be careful, don't drop it! "

His son took the things stupidly, and watched his father leave with the Eighth Route Army soldiers on his back.

"Da, why are you still carrying him behind your back! These soldiers also bully people, so forget about scaring them!"

The old man turned his head and glanced at him: "You know what a fart, I heard that these eight ways are good people!
Treating the common people well is different from other bosses!

Hitting the Japanese is also unambiguous!

It's fine if you die, but how can you just ignore death if you're not dead? "

After finishing speaking, he raised his legs and left, along the ravine, to a place they were familiar with. There should be other people in the village there, all of whom were hiding from the war. The disaster of the fish in the pond.

Sure enough, soon they arrived at the valley where the young and old in the village hid from the war.

"Mr. Xiucai, Sun Shijiang is also here, but he brought an outsider, and he is a soldier!"

Mr. Xiucai is very old. He looks like he is 60 or [-] years old. He is a real scholar.

It was also he who led everyone to flee to the mountains to hide from the disaster of the soldiers. The soldiers were fierce and the battle was dangerous. He understood this truth better than other ordinary people.

When I heard this, I became anxious: "This is the last hiding place in our village, how can we bring outsiders here!

Others? "

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Shijiang's voice came over: "Mr. Xiucai, I'm here!
The situation of being a soldier is a bit wrong, you will see a doctor, I will recite it for you to see! "

He didn't even need the old scholar to look for him, he just carried the unconscious Eighth Route Army soldier to the old scholar, and put him down gently.

"Bandits are like a comb, soldiers are like a grate, why did you bring the soldiers to our last hiding place?
Hurry up and take it away before he wakes up! "

If the soldier in front of him is still sober, even if there is only one soldier, only one person, the old scholar would not dare to be presumptuous.

Because he knows what is a gun and what is a hoe.

A man with a pickaxe can never stand against a man with a gun.

But isn't the soldier in front of him already unconscious?

That's why the old scholar felt that he should send him away before he wakes up.

So that all the villagers here will not suffer from military disasters.

"Mr. Xiucai, this is the Eighth Route Army. The Eighth Route Army is very good to the common people, not other bosses!"

The reputation of the Eighth Route Army in this year has not spread to too many places. Only the places where the Eighth Route Army is stationed can know the style of the Eighth Route Army.

It just so happens that the old scholar also knows, and he has heard of it, but after all, he has never been in contact with it, so he is still a little skeptical.

After all, he has heard that scholars and decent people can always get more gossip than ordinary people.

I have indeed heard that the Eighth Route Army is really good to the common people.

But it's just heard, the old scholar can't make up his mind.

At this time, the old man's son put the medium-sized rifle with the bayonet next to the unconscious Eighth Route Army soldier, and the paper that was almost full of words.

His father has already said that it belongs to the boss.

However, he still carried the [-] caps he picked up from the Japanese army on his back, and he also tied the belt and cowhide bullet box that he took from the Japanese army's corpse around his waist.

The old scholar took a closer look at the clothes worn by the soldier on the ground. It seemed that they were really the uniforms of the Eighth Route Army.

And that piece of paper, which is almost full of words, what is it written on?
He picked it up curiously and looked at it twice, his face changed.

The old scholar changed his attitude in an instant, held the paper solemnly, and carefully read the words on the paper from beginning to end, and his eyes were moist.

"For the sake of the common people, knowing that there are no bullets in the gun, still humming the military song, dying generously..."

(End of this chapter)