The country is broken

But Duan Cheng woke up very quickly, and the thought of being a prisoner of the Japanese devils immediately filled his mind. This is a shame. The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army would rather die than surrender. At the last moment, they chose to die together without hesitation.

Duan Cheng tried his best to lift the quilt, tear off the gauze on his body, pick off the medicine of those devils, and smash the whole room. He could hardly imagine that as a prisoner of the Eighth Route Army, he could still receive medical treatment from the devils. Duan Cheng should have used a machine gun to sweep it into a hornet's nest on the spot, but now the devils are treating him with an unprecedented attitude, and a great sense of crisis enveloped Duan Cheng's heart. He is almost sure that the devils may have bigger problems. The conspiracy will target him, and even heal him continuously, and torture him again and again.

There is an urge to smash everything in front of him, but all Duan Cheng can do is to raise his arm slightly, but his body is already covered in sweat.

As soon as the door of the ward came in, a young nurse came in. Seeing Duan Cheng struggling like a trapped beast, she exclaimed and turned away quickly.

Not long after, a doctor came in with a few Japanese devil soldiers. The devil soldiers didn't bring guns, they just tied Duan Cheng tightly with ropes, randomly forced some porridge into Duan Cheng's mouth, and left again. At the moment when the door was closed before leaving, the devil soldier who closed the door looked at Duan Cheng with contempt and disdain. [

Duan Cheng was tossed for a while, and his whole body was exhausted again, he was only panting heavily, now porridge overflowed from the corner of his mouth, perhaps because of too much force, the corner of his mouth was still oozing with blood.

In the afternoon, the door of the ward was suddenly opened, a Chinese man walked in, sat down beside Duan Cheng's bed without saying a word, took out a cigarette and lit it for himself.

"Traitor!~" Since that person entered the room, Duan Cheng gave him an accurate definition.

When Duan Cheng's eyes moved to the face of that "traitor", all the muscles in his body stiffened involuntarily. Even if he died, he would never forget that face.

"Father!~" Duan Cheng was extremely reluctant, but he still couldn't help saying this word, and he began to regret it as soon as he said it, how could he say this word.

"Hey, son!~" The man gradually showed a smile on his face, and said with a sigh of relief.

Duan Cheng's father, Duan Guishan, is definitely someone Duan Cheng doesn't want to mention. His father, Duan Guishan, used to be a gangster in the village, and his parents were also self-sufficient rich peasants. I just settled down a bit, but not long after my son Duan Cheng was born, the old problem recurred, and he added another problem of beating his wife. Later, he got into opium smoking for some reason, and within two years the family was wiped out. Being mad to death, even Duan Cheng's mother was actually sold into a kiln by this wolf-hearted thing in exchange for two or two cigarettes, and hanged herself the next day. Duan Cheng lost his mother's food and clothing, and Duan Guishan disappeared. Wandering around, until Wang Bao moved to a small village with the army, when Duan Cheng, who was only seven or eight years old, was begging for food, he happened to meet a little Wang Bao who was eating a steamed bun happily. After fighting for a bun, Duan Cheng was taken in by Wang Bao's troops.

Thinking of the miserable days when he was a child, Duan Cheng hated his father to death. Although six or seven years had passed, he still remembered Duan Guishan's appearance clearly, and Duan Guishan's appearance was still the same as he used to smoke too much opium. What a change.

"I don't have a traitor father like you!~" Duan Cheng said angrily, his expression was extremely angry, but his voice was not serious.

Duan Guishan didn't show any sign of anger, he stood up slowly with a smile, put out the cigarette in his hand, and threw a sentence: "My Duan Guishan's blood is flowing on you, you are my son, I am a traitor , you are also the son of a traitor!~" got up and left.

Duan Cheng was stunned. Blood relationship is an unchangeable fact. He could hardly find any reason to refute Duan Guishan's words. Duan Cheng didn't have the slightest opinion on this kind of situation he had never encountered before. With a gun full of bullets, he will aim at Duan Guishan's forehead and pull the trigger without hesitation, even if the person in front of him is still his father who has a blood relationship with him.

Before going out, Duan Guishan held the door open, blinked at Duan Cheng, and said, "Son, I will come to see you in two days, take care of your wounds." The expression on his face was extremely satisfied.

Duan Guishan could almost clearly recall what Major Suzuki Masamori said to him two nights ago.

"The recent firepower of the Eighth Route Army is abnormal. The soldiers of the empire suffered heavy casualties. Mr. Kudo sent by Commander Ono has already died for the empire. Now it's your turn to serve the empire."

"Your Excellency, Major, my little bastard is of no use to the imperial army, so let's just shoot him to death, and it can be regarded as revenge for the imperial army who died in his hands."

"No, no, your son is very useful. According to reliable information, he has a close relationship with an important figure in the Eighth Route Army's arsenal. We need your son to be our internal response and assist the Imperial Army to completely wipe out the Eighth Route Army's military-industrial power."

"Well, how is this possible? My little bastard is a standard dirt boy, as stubborn as a lump of elm, how can I talk about it, this kind of worthless thing, maybe he even thinks about it. Killed."

"Isn't there an old saying in China that father and son are united in heart, yours will contribute greatly to the empire, and your son's will also be able to contribute greatly to the empire. I believe you can persuade your son to abandon the dark and turn to the bright for the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere Come back to the side of the imperial army, your son's previous mistakes can also be offset after the Eighth Route Army is wiped out."

"I would like to thank the Imperial Army for my little bastard for not killing me, but, to convince him, this, this is probably not going to work, my little bastard has never been disciplined by me..."[

"Hmm!~"

"Oh no, I, I must find a way to do it!"

Until now, Duan Guishan is still sweating once again because of the seemingly civilized and polite tone of Major Suzuki Masamori, but it is full of murderous meaning. The food will be settled.

After half a month, Duan Cheng's injury was healed, but the Japanese devil's dressing was still taken as soon as he had the medicine, and as long as he had food, both sides had no good looks. When Duan Cheng was able to get out of bed and walk around, he was arrested The devils were tied up and moved to a formal prison cell, closed with iron bars. The devils who were already full of hostility hated Duan Cheng to the bone, and Duan Cheng was not polite, causing Duan Cheng's injuries to recur from time to time.

During this period, Duan Guishan came several times, but he was scolded by Duan Cheng so badly that he returned home, and the food he brought was not thrown on the ground.

One day, Duan Cheng was severely pressed to the ground by a few Japanese devils who suddenly rushed into the cell. His whole body was tied up firmly, and a cloth bag was placed on his head unceremoniously.