The country is broken

Facing a large crowd of buzzing voices, the squadron leader Yoshio Yamada suddenly shouted: "Baga! Shut up, everyone!"

The fourteen-style pistol in his hand, commonly known as the bastard box, fired into the sky.

Boom! ~~~~~~

The clear gunshots were obviously more shocking than the firecrackers during the Chinese New Year. The villagers who lowered their voices and comforted each other trembled in unison, and immediately the crows, whispers, cursing and coughing disappeared. .

"Mom! I want mom!" The little girl's childish and helpful voice stood out among the crowd, obviously children don't know what danger is. [

There was a sudden commotion somewhere among the crowd. Several villagers grabbed a woman tightly and covered her mouth. Judging from the woman's unwilling struggle and flushed face, her sweetheart was about to fall into the Under the clutches of the Japanese, the Japanese military officer with a ferocious face just caught the little girl who was still crying for her mother in the crowd.

Squadron leader Yoshio Yamada's furious face suddenly changed into an expression as if he had discovered something interesting.

"Yoshi! Little girl, come here! Come here!" The squadron leader Yoshio Yamada made a very kind look and hooked his fingers.

Two Japanese soldiers aggressively broke into the crowd, pushed the villagers, and pulled the little girl out. Some villagers were immediately smashed by the gun butts of the Japanese soldiers if they tried to stop them. The brutality of the Japanese soldiers and the hypocrisy of the Japanese officers formed a strong contrast.

The little girl was brought in front of Squadron Leader Yamada Yoshio, who didn't know the danger, she was still turning around and crying.

Squadron leader Yoshio Yamada put on a friendly smile and knelt down, "Little girl! Don't be afraid, be good, uncle will give you sweets!" He wiped away tears for the little girl, and took out two candies from his pocket.

At the same time, a Japanese army sergeant held a camera, half-kneeling and pointed at the squadron leader Yoshio Yamada and the little girl. The flash flashed and captured the movement of Yoshio Yamada stuffing the candy into the little girl's hand.

"Yo Xi! Work on the friendship between China and Japan!" Jun Cao, who was acting as the photographer, nodded with satisfaction.

The ears are relatively sharp, and the villagers who heard Juncao's words couldn't believe that such a shameful scene happened right before their eyes.On the left is a Japanese officer pretending to be kind and giving sweets to the little girl, while on the right is a heavily armed Japanese soldier, holding a shining bayonet, aiming at the huddled villagers, with a machine gun on the side.

Putting the candy into the little girl's hands, Squadron Leader Yamada Yoshio shook the bastard box in his hand, glanced at the villagers with a mocking and threatening tone, and said: "We are not here today to kill you I am not here to steal your things, nor to burn your houses! Please forgive the recklessness of the soldiers!" He bowed slightly at this point.

Yoshio Yamada continued: "Someone reported to us that there is a liaison officer of the Eighth Route Army in the village. I know that everyone is a good citizen who wants to live a stable life. The Eighth Route Army has nothing to do with you. As long as you hand over the Eighth Route Army, we will leave immediately. Everyone continue Live a good life for everyone."

After finishing speaking, the squadron leader Yoshio Yamada scanned every villager with his sharp eyes, trying to find out suspicious persons.

There was silence in the Japanese encirclement.None of the villagers moved.No one spoke, and they all looked at Yoshio Yamada.

After waiting for a while and still not responding at all, Yoshio Yamada snorted coldly.If someone from the village hadn't come to report quietly, his return of the carbine might have been successful. He was almost sure that the Eighth Route Army liaison officer was among the villagers. If he didn't want to save some energy and ideas, he would have ordered the massacre of the village , would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go.

"Don't say it!?~~" Yoshio Yamada aimed his pistol at the little girl's head intentionally.

The little girl finally realized the danger, and wanted to struggle to go back to the villagers to find her mother, but was forcibly held down by Yoshio Yamada's big, hairy hand.

The atmosphere became tense again.

"Bastard!" An old man couldn't hold back and rushed out.

"village head!"[

"Grandpa Village Chief!"

The villagers kept exclaiming!

"You **** bastard? How dare you point a gun at a child who doesn't know anything?" Pulling a black and yellow cane, the village head and old man rushed to Yoshio Yamada.He tore open his clothes excitedly, patted his skinny chest and said, "Come on, shoot here, old man, I've lived for more than 60 years, and I've lived enough, don't point at children if you have the ability."

Hearing the hoarse voice of the village chief, the villagers were furious and shoved the surrounding Japanese soldiers, and the situation got out of control.

Boom! ~~~~~~

The old village chief swayed back two steps and fell on his back.A fountain of blood gushed out of his chest, quickly soaked the ground on his body, and spread around.

Yoshio Yamada sneered and blew the smoke from the muzzle of the gun, old guy, you asked for it.

The villagers fell silent.

"Since you don't eat the toast, you'll be fined wine, good, good!" Yoshio Yamada, who had completely torn off the hypocrisy, dumped the little girl who was petrified, and said, "Niu Er, come here!"

A skinny man in a white jacket and black homespun trousers timidly stepped out from behind the Japanese soldiers. He was obviously uncomfortable being exposed to the sight of the villagers.

"It's Niu Er, this **** Lai Han!"

"Bah! The ungrateful thing!"

"It's a shame that the village chief's grandfather treated him before! He's not human at all!"

"A wolf who grew up eating a lot of food, I am really blind, why didn't I recognize him before."

Amidst the villagers' scolding, Niu Er lowered his head and walked to the side of the squadron leader Yamada Yoshio.

Yoshio Yamada beckoned, and a traitor handed over a cloth bag.

He weighed the cloth bag in his hand, and there was a jingling metal impact. Yoshio Yamada smiled and said: "Niu Er, here is 50 silver dollars. As long as you point out the eight roads, the fifty silver dollars It's all yours."

Hearing the dense shaking of silver dollars, Niu Er's pupils couldn't help dilating. Fifty silver dollars, he has never seen so much money in his life. This is hard currency, not a Japanese military supply ticket for the Japanese to fool the Chinese people. .

Swallowing hard, Niu Er stared at the silver dollar bag in Yoshio Yamada's hand, and Niu Er moved his gaze to the villagers.

The villagers all fell silent at this moment, and Niu Er's gaze at this moment was the murderous knife.Wherever Niu Er's eyes pointed, the butcher's knives of the Japanese devils stabbed there.

Niu Erdi's eyes wandered over the villagers, causing a slight commotion every time he moved.

The angry eyes of all the villagers aimed at Niu Er. Niu Er was a little flustered, fainted for a while, and almost turned around and ran away, but when he thought of the bag of silver dollars, he had already made up his mind.After getting the silver dollar, he immediately flew away, and the village where he grew up could not stay any longer. [

Several villagers moved suddenly, trying to hide the people behind them.

"Him? He's Balu!" Niu Er suddenly screamed and pointed out several people in the villagers. The eyes of the villagers almost made his thinking freeze, and he almost couldn't tell who he was looking for.

The flustered actions of several villagers trying to cover up one of them had the opposite effect. Instead, they immediately attracted the attention of the Japanese soldiers, and immediately rushed forward. come out.

"That's right, that's him, he's the liaison officer of the Eighth Route Army!" Niu Er stammered sharply.Pointing straight at one of them, a young man in his 20s.

"Traitor! Bah!" The young man was dragged out by the Japanese soldiers.He spat bitterly at Niu Er.

Niu Er didn't dodge it, and got hit on the face.

"Yo Xi! Niu Er, yours is very good. The imperial army is very satisfied!" Yoshio Yamada smiled. The liaison officer of the Eighth Route Army is a big fish. As long as he catches this liaison officer and asks about the movements of each Eighth Route Army, send him a message. Reporting from the superior is a great achievement.

"Take it, you are loyal to the imperial army, and the imperial army will not treat you badly!" Yoshio Yamada pretended to be generous and threw the silver dollar bag to Niu Er, "Look again, if there are any eight ways, point it out. The imperial army is heavy There is a reward!"

Holding the weight of the silver dollar bag, Niu Er was overjoyed, and immediately bowed and said, "Thank you, Taijun, thank you, Taijun!" With a humble look, he wished to kneel down and lick the military boots of Squadron Leader Yoshio Yamada.

"Eight-way, and more!" Holding the bag of silver dollars tightly in his hand, Niu Er completely abandoned the last trace of Chinese conscience in his heart.

His gaze became greedy, as if every villager was a white silver dollar in his eyes, and Niu Er looked at the villagers with red eyes.Pointing to the villagers, he said: "He, the follower of the Eighth Route Liaison Officer!"

"And him, is he a wounded guerrilla? And..."

Boom! ~~~~~

Niu Er's voice stopped abruptly, his head burst open like a broken watermelon, and the silver dollar bag followed the corpse on the ground, and the silver dollars that slipped out of the bag rolled away with white and red spots.

The villagers and the Japanese soldiers were all stunned.

"Hachi!~" Yoshio Yamada, who came to his senses, pulled out his samurai sword and shouted for the enemy to attack.

"Enough! Stop!" A short shout made Yoshio Yamada swallow the words that were about to shout.

"I am the Balu you are looking for!" Li Wei appeared from the corner of a village, and immediately a dozen or so Japanese soldiers nearby pointed their guns at Li Wei reflexively.

Throwing down the gun in his hand, Li Wei raised his hands and walked towards Yoshio Yamada and said, "Besides me, there are no other roads in the village."

No one noticed that there was not a single pistol missing in the rifle compartment that fell on the ground.

Seeing the Eighth Route Army who came out by himself, Yoshio Yamada smiled triumphantly. He didn't care about Niu Er's death at all. In his plan, after finding the Eighth Route Army in the village, Niu Er had only one dead end. That bag of silver dollars, hum snort?It's just that it's used to coax Niu Er, the money of the Imperial Japanese Army is not so easy to get.

A Japanese squad leader waved his hand, and several Japanese soldiers rushed over and searched Li Wei up and down. Except for the rifle on the ground, they found nothing else.

"Yoshi! Yours is a hero!" Yoshio Yamada smiled very treacherously. This operation seems to be a big basket of fish with one net and no fish in the second net, and a huge harvest in three nets. .

"Close the team!" Afraid that there would be many nights and dreams, Yoshio Yamada wisely stopped. A squadron of Japanese soldiers escorted the Eighth Route Army liaison officer, Li Wei and other people suspected of the Eighth Route Army, and immediately evacuated.

"Platoon Leader Fan, Li Wei, the fourth platoon, will be fine!" A very soft voice came from an inconspicuous corner of the village.

"Don't worry, if you don't die, your skin will peel off!" Fan Guowen sneered, who is unlucky?