Sword of Death Camp

Chapter 93

Yang Erzhu looked at dozens of bosses carrying guns from a distance, and walked towards the village. He didn't take it too seriously, but he still hurried home and told his wife and children not to go out.

After all, since ancient times, the passing of bandits is like a comb, and the passing of soldiers is like a grate.

In his heart, even if he knew that there were Japanese among the dozens of bosses carrying guns, he didn't think it was strange.

Anyway, no matter if they are Japanese or something else, they just need to pay the taxes that should be paid.

For the common people, living a difficult life is already an extravagant hope, and they don't know the righteousness of the nation without reading books.

To whom to pay taxes is not to pay.

What he knew was that the tax paid to Chief Yan of the Jinsui Army before was quite heavy.

Now that the Japanese are here, it doesn't matter if they pay heavier taxes, and they can barely survive anyway.

Many people think so, and many people in the nearby villages think so, as long as they don't let them live, they are very honest.

But even so, when they saw the soldiers entering the village, they quickly locked their wives and children in the house, and then looked out through the crack of the door.

Want to know what these soldiers are going to do when they enter the village?
But they didn't expect that they thought that they would be done and safe if they locked their wives and children in the house.

In fact, the simple door panel can block the tigers, leopards and wolves on the mountain, but it can't stand the foot of the Japanese.

Four to five hundred people in the whole village, men, women, old and young, were driven to the drying field in front of the village, where the wheat was harvested and dried.

But now, the drying field for drying wheat has become a drying field for people under the scorching sun.

The general Japanese army squad has only one machine gun, but now Yokoo Tsushima's squad has two machine guns, because the Japanese army in the entire Haojiagou artillery stronghold has strengthened their equipment.

A platoon of puppet troops and a small detachment of Japanese troops surrounded the hundreds of people on the threshing ground tightly.

The villagers of Dongpo Village are very honest. After all, the fire stick in their hands is not a fire stick, which can kill people if they move it.

Hundreds of people were surrounded in the middle of the hall, not even daring to speak, they could only look at each other. Some children felt that the atmosphere was a bit dignified, and their mothers covered their mouths when they wanted to cry.

Tsushima Yokoo didn't think about explaining anything to these villagers, but directly greeted the platoon leader of the puppet army: "You guys, go search and work!

Find all the food of these villagers, all of them! "

(In fact, of course, that’s not the order. After all, if a kid who understands Chinese is generally not too low-ranking, let alone be a squad leader, they are all educated people, and at least they start as a warrant officer .

However, at that time, the Japanese army also simply trained the ability to communicate in Chinese.

Just like when we fought the Yalu River to the south, we also trained soldiers to use English to tell people to surrender, hand in their guns and don't kill them.

Wars between countries will be trained in advance with some simple terms)

The puppet platoon leader hurriedly nodded respectfully, turned around and immediately greeted the people in the platoon under him to go to the next room to find food.

After all, he was also stationed at the Haojiagou artillery stronghold. If he was hungry, he would be starved, so each of these puppet troops searched very hard.

It didn't take long for a platoon of more than 30 people to search more than 100 households, but as the puppet soldiers moved food out of the villagers' homes with large and small bags.

The villagers started clamoring.

Uneasy.

This is the food they need to live and work. Without food, how can they spend this period of summer and autumn harvest?
But the strange thing is that even though they were restless, they still did not lose control.

Obviously, these grains did not reach their bottom line, nor did they meet Yokoo Tsushima's expectations, because he knew that these villagers had just passed the summer harvest, and there must be more than ten or twenty catties of grain in each house, what about the others? ?
Yokoo Tsushima saw at a glance that there was room for the restlessness of the villagers in front of him. That is to say, these villagers had a habit of hiding food like squirrels in their long-term existence.

He waved and called the platoon leader of the puppet army over.

"Wu Sang, tell them that the Imperial Japanese Army needs to confiscate their food, and ask them to hand over all the food they have hidden!

This is only a temporary loan and will be returned in the future! "

The platoon leader of the puppet army was surnamed Wu. It is said that his ancestor was Wu Yong, a wise man in Liangshan.

But everyone knows, is there actually such a person as Wu Yong, the multi-star of Liangshan wisdom?
Most likely not!
In other words, the puppet platoon leader surnamed Wu in front of him recognized a fake ancestor, just like he recognized the Japanese ancestor now.

After listening to Yokoo Tsushima's words, the puppet army platoon leader Wu stood up straight and faced all the villagers on the drying ground. Seeing these timid people who were angry in their hearts but did not dare to show it, he felt very happy .

"Folks, the Imperial Japanese Army needs to confiscate your food now, but the food in your house is far from enough.

The emperor of the imperial army has sharp eyes, and he can tell at a glance that you must have hidden food, so he wisely took out all the food you hid. After solving this urgent situation, the imperial army will definitely report back! "

He said that there must be good rewards, and Yoko Tsushima said that borrowed things will be returned in the future. Some of the things stolen with guns will be returned.

Obviously, the villagers in front of them didn't believe it either.

Because they knew that the apparently food that had been found in front of them had been robbed, and they still had a way to survive.

But if the food they hid is also taken away, they really have no way out!

There are many people who starve to death due to lack of food in this year, and they don't want to be one of them.

So they were all silent, not daring to speak, nor did they want to speak, they just silently looked at the soldiers with guns in front of them.

Expect them to just let themselves go.

But, of course, it is impossible to do this. Sometimes when faced with the silence of guns and guns, people will think that it is the silent resistance in your heart, and it is spiritual resistance.

So an old man in the village stood up and said tremblingly to the puppet platoon leader surnamed Wu.

"Boss, there is really no food in the village. The wheat and sweet potatoes in the rice tanks of every household are the rations for everyone to last until the autumn harvest. They are really gone!"

People say that people are old and spirited, but no matter how old you are, if you spend your whole life in a mountain village, you don't have much social experience, and you can't deceive people at all.

Besides, according to common sense, it is impossible for every household in the village to only have that little food, so they must have stored it up.

Otherwise, they would not be so calm when the food was collected and scraped out. Obviously, they were already psychologically prepared, and they might have been robbed by the Jinsui army or bandits in the village before.

Everyone has experience, and with experience, there is a way to deal with it, that is to store grain.

Therefore, neither the puppet platoon leader surnamed Wu nor the Japanese squad leader Yokoo Tsushima would believe that in this village, there are more than 100 households with four to five hundred people and only one or two thousand catties of food.

This is impossible.

The puppet army platoon leader surnamed Wu saw that one or two of the villagers did not speak and remained silent, so he had no choice but to turn his head and bow to Yoko Tsushima and said, "Taijun, these unscrupulous people may really have no food." !"

The villagers thought that what they were facing was the same as before, as long as they took out some food and let the other party have some harvest, the other party would leave satisfied.

In the past, the Jinsui army was like this, and so were the bandits.

So they get used to it.

Unexpectedly, today has changed.

Because they are no longer facing the Jinsui army who at least left a bottom line and the bandits who generally left a little room.

After all, for the Jinsui army, when they come to collect grain temporarily, they will leave some grain for the common people, and they will record these and count them as the public grain that needs to be paid that year.

They will not kill all the bandits, because if they kill them all, who will eat them next time.

But the Japanese army in front of them is not afraid of killing people, because they have survived these days, and there is a continuous supply of food in the rear.

So with a gunshot, the old man who walked out just now fell down.

It was Tsushima Yokoo who fired the shot. He was holding a Nanbu 14 pistol, which is also the legendary bastard box.

The old man who fell was the village head. He thought that these people could be justified a little like those in the past, but he didn't expect that what they wanted was someone in their early years.

"Is there still no one to hand over the food?"

Tsushima Yokoo did not speak viciously, but lightly, as if the life of a person who died in his hands just now was as contemptuous as an ant.

"Grandpa..." A child's cry was suddenly muffled by someone, but it was this cry that made Tsushima Yokoo notice him.

The old man may not be able to touch the heartstrings of these people, but what about the child?

Two short and thick Japanese soldiers broke through the crowd and walked in, grabbed the child and dragged it out. The child's mother, who seemed to be in her early 20s, hugged the child tightly and knelt down begging.

But the other party was obviously indifferent, but she was still dragged out together with the child!

The child's mother looks good. Normally, Yokoo Tsushima would like to try something new, but today his task is food, so he waved his hand.

With a slight wave of the hand, the fate of the mother and child in front of them was decided.

Two Japanese soldiers each with a bayonet, ended up with the mother and child in front of them, cleanly, just like killing two chickens, without hesitation, but exceptionally proficient.

They've done this kind of thing before.

"Okay, Wu Sang, tell them that if you don't hand over the hidden food, I will kill two people every minute, and I will kill you all if it exceeds half an hour!
See if food is important or human life is important! "

The puppet army platoon leader surnamed Wu, wiping off cold sweat, looked back at the villagers: "Folks, hand over the food, or you will all die!
Everyone is dead, and it's useless to keep food! "

No one spoke, and another old man stood up. He had lived enough, although he knew that he might die if he stood up, but he had lived enough.

"It's okay to hand it over, but can you leave us some food so that we can barely survive until the autumn harvest!
Otherwise, after all our food is taken away by you, we will also starve to death!

Boss, we lost four to five hundred lives!
Come on! "

The platoon leader surnamed Wu looked back at Yokoo Tsushima and asked the killer to leave some food for these villagers?

That was probably impossible, but he still asked after all.

"Taijun, these villagers said that if you can promise to leave a little bit for them to last until the autumn harvest when you take away the grain, they will take out the grain!

Otherwise, even if they die, they will not take out the food!
After all, for them, without food, what awaits them can only starve to death, because the autumn harvest is still far away!

Taijun, do you see? "

Yokoo Tsushima snorted: "Promise them first!"

uh...huh?

The puppet platoon leader surnamed Wu was stunned for a moment, what does it mean to agree to them first?
But then he recalled that he had promised them first...

After confirming that there was something first, he looked back at the villagers with some pity, but it was gone in a blink of an eye.

In the end, he still said: "The majesty agreed, tell me quickly, where is your food hidden?"

After their request was agreed, the villagers felt relieved. They actually knew that it might not be reliable, but they decided to give it a go. They bet that the other party would abide by their promises.

So one by one they talked about where the food was hidden in their houses, and then the soldiers of the puppet army went to the houses they said one by one to put out the food.

Sure enough, all more than 100 households came down, and each household packed forty to fifty catties of grain and hid them, and some even had sixty to seventy catties.

This is the food these people receive from the summer and autumn harvests. In two or three months, the family's food storage is only about 100 catties, but they are in charge of a few members of the family.

That is about one catty a day. They mix the grain with the wild vegetables picked from the mountains, or mix it with some bran and spread it into pancakes. This is called eating bran swallowed vegetables.

(According to the memories of some old people, this is how the common people ate before liberation)

But now, even the most basic food is gone, because these people really didn't leave anything for them, and they all pretended to go away.

"Boss, didn't you say just now that you want to save some for us until the autumn harvest?
Why did they all pretend?
Save us some!

Otherwise, we will not be able to survive. There are still more than three months before the autumn harvest. How can we survive without some food! "

Yoko Tsushima stood up and said to the puppet platoon leader surnamed Wu: "You have to translate for me and tell them that they don't have to worry about food in the future!
They will not need food in the future! "

Ah!
Although the puppet platoon leader had indeed heard that the Japanese army would often massacre villages, but once such a vicious scene appeared in front of him, he felt that he couldn't bear it.

However, Tsushima Yokoo just looked at him straightly, his eyes were like wolves, bloodthirsty and easy to kill.

It seemed that if I didn't translate as he said, I would be one of the people who might be killed.

He could see such meaning and inexplicable madness in the eyes of the team leader named Yokoo Tsushima in front of him.

The puppet platoon leader surnamed Wu had no choice but to turn around and say to the villagers: "The Taijun said that you will no longer need food in the future. There is too much suffering in this world. I hope you can vote for a good family in your next life!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to the other side. After all, even if he was a traitor, he knew cruelty.

Because the Japanese machine gunner is already in place, and there are loaders next to the machine gunner who are ready to load.

The massacre is about to begin.

This platoon leader surnamed Wu actually has a complicated heart, but more of it is fear, and maybe a little bit of guilt.

Maybe after today, there will be no more Dongpo Village in this world.

There is only one dead area.

The villagers understood that after the other party snatched their last grain, they would set up machine guns and kill them all.

They finally understood before they died that these Japanese were really different from the former Jinsui army and bandits.

Those people still have a bottom line, but the Japanese soldiers in front of them obviously have no bottom line.

When death was approaching, the villagers began to clamor. Although they were honest, they knew how to resist when they knew it was a death.

Because they are mountain people, mountain people have to face tigers, leopards and wolves all the time. If they didn't have any blood and resistance spirit, they would have been taken away by tigers, leopards and wolves long ago.

They didn't resist before because they thought that the other party still had a bottom line, that the gangsters could pass by, and that they could still live.

Even when the other party decides to take away all their food, they are still thinking about picking wild vegetables, hunting in the mountains, or digging some wild roots and other things to satisfy their hunger. We must work hard to survive!
Many of them thought so at the time, as long as they did not reach a dead end, they would work hard.

But I didn't expect the other party to be so terrific. They didn't even give them a chance, and they just put up machine guns and killed them all.

But obviously, it is useless for a group of unarmed villagers to make a noise, because they are unarmed.

Perhaps at this moment they are like the moths that see the candlelight, but they can't change anything when they jump over, the only result is death.

The Japanese machine guns began to spew out flames, and the two machine guns were thrown at the four or five hundred people present like two electric whips. Just as soon as they crossed, more than a dozen people fell down.

The machine gunners of the Japanese army didn't need to aim at all, they could just fire at the crowd in front of them.

Tsushima Yokoo likes to admire the desperate eyes of these people, and also likes to appreciate the behavior of these people's resistance after despair.

But after mustering up the courage to resist, they desperately found that this was the despair of a powerful power that they could never resist.

This is very exciting, I heard that there are seniors.During the process of massacring the city, there was also a killing contest. He hadn't experienced it, but he had experienced a lot of massacring the village.

Now, he saw the despair in the eyes of the villagers in front of him, and it gave him an irrepressible sense of excitement.

Indeed, with so many people falling under the lightning and flint, the villagers who plucked up the courage to resist were desperate.

Because they discovered that they, facing the machine guns of the Japanese army, would never be able to rush to the other side.

Then at the moment when they were desperate, two shots fired, directly killing the machine gunners of the two machine guns, and then the gunshots burst out instantly, and the Japanese and puppet troops fell one after another.

The one who bears the brunt is that Yokoo Tsushima, who has been standing at the top of the audience.

He thought he was the most beautiful boy in the audience, but unexpectedly, he was the most conspicuous boy in the audience, and then he was shot because he was too conspicuous, right in the forehead.

The skull was lifted up, red and white were scattered all over the ground, and then he collapsed like a dead dog.

No, more like a puddle of mud!
The villagers of Dongpo Village were very surprised to find that dozens of Japanese soldiers and puppet soldiers who had been domineering in front of them just now and wanted to kill them all died suddenly.

Yokoo Tsushima was shot and killed by Chen Shanhe. He thought the guy had a pistol holster on his waist and stood at the highest point and thought he was some kind of great official, but he didn't expect that he was just a target at the level of Cao Chang.

This thing is a level of points with the soldiers. There were about 40 Japanese and puppet troops present, and he almost killed half of them by himself.

Du Xinghua had to say that the speed of reloading bullets is already very fast, which can completely keep up with his shooting speed.

Sun Tiansheng and Wang Jiudao each held a machine gun. Even if they had guns and cannons now, capturing a light machine gun was still very valuable.

Such a light machine gun costs four to five hundred oceans!

Chen Shanhe saw that there were at least 20 people dead on the ground, men, women, old and young. He sighed, and then looked at how many carts and thousands of catties of food the devils and puppet soldiers had robbed.

Looking at the four or five hundred people in front of him, he never had the idea of ​​having six or seven thousand catties of grain in front of him. If he was hit by such an idea of ​​losing his household grain, he would feel a little bit guilty.

He doesn't have time to chat with these people now, because, looking at the dozens of people who died on the ground, he feels that he is still somewhat responsible.

Sighing: "It's still too late! If I had come earlier, so many ordinary people would not have died!"

However, after saying this, the thought just flashed through my mind.

After the little devil came in, many people died in this land of Kyushu. Only if the little devil was driven into the sea as soon as possible, the suffering people in this land would not be slaughtered like pigs and dogs at will.

He pointed to the grain: "Whoever belongs to you, take all the grain back!
There are still these ghost corpses, please help to bury them, we still need to fight the devils, there is no time, please everyone! "

This sentence directly stunned many villagers present. It was the first time they saw soldiers who did not rob their own food.

This time it was not the old man, but the young man named Yang Erzhu, who stood up and asked.

"Boss, don't you want this food?"

Chen Shanhe hurriedly said: "Our army is disciplined, and we cannot take every needle and thread from the masses.

Therefore, among these grains, the devils snatched them from your family, and your family can just take them back!

We still have combat missions, so it's inconvenient to stay longer. In the end, please bury the dead body of the devil, and remember to hide well when the devil comes next time!
The devils are very cruel, and they slaughter villages at every turn, which is different from the soldiers you have encountered before.

They are another country who came to invade our country, not our own! "

Then, he said to Sun Tiansheng: "Hurry up, we are in a hurry, and we don't have time for you to dawdle!"

Because Sun Tiansheng thought the devil's Nanfang 14 pistol was good, and he was looking around for bullets in the devil's military pocket.

"Yes!"

Devils generally don't bring so many Nanbu 14 pistol bullets when they go out, because they can't be used for normal combat, they are just simple self-defense pistols, so they don't use so many bullets.

I heard that it often gets stuck, and it is just a pistol for ordinary identity or self-defense.

This is why Sun Tiansheng searched and searched but couldn't find it, but the speed of other people cleaning the battlefield is also very fast, such as belt bullet boxes and so on, very quickly.

Then a group of people quickly assembled and left, with a sentry in front and a belt in the back, and quickly rushed to the next battlefield.

After they all disappeared, everyone turned their attention to the food that had been loaded on several carts, and the corpses on the ground.

There were people from their own village as well as devils, and it was only at this time that they came to their senses, remembered that so many people had died in their own village, and remembered their grief, they cried loudly for a while.

Yang Erzhu's wife couldn't hold back tears when she saw her husband take back two bags of food from the cart.

I don't know if it's for the two bags of life-saving food that were lost and recovered, or for the brothers and sisters of the same family and village who are strewn with corpses on the ground.

"Master, it turns out that there really is an army in this world that doesn't rob the people of their food!"

Yang Erzhu looked at the direction in which the army was going, and nodded: "Yes! There are still troops in this world who don't rob people!

Can't take the masses one by one? "

(End of this chapter)