The country is broken

Colonel Anxi would not have imagined that in just one day, the outside of the Japanese barracks was almost like a ghost land, full of people, livestock and poultry disappeared, every household, even if it was a rich landlord, there was nothing in the house except the house For the rest, there is not a grain of rice in the rice jar, and the room is empty.

Most of the wells were buried tightly, and the remaining few wells were thrown into the feces of dead cats and dogs, making them completely undrinkable.

Holding the butcher's knife high, he was about to use a massacre to warn those nasty Tuba roads of what would happen if he angered the imperial army, but he cut with all his strength but ended up in the air, not to mention the awkwardness and discomfort.

Almost all the nearby villages were empty, and the once bustling villages were eerily silent.

The soldiers of the Anxi Brigade began to get scared, sure enough!No matter what kind of person, even the most vicious person is the one who is most afraid of loneliness! [

"Too, everyone in the village near Taijun is gone!" The interpreter seemed a little panicked. Without those ordinary people, he would lose his job as an interpreter, lose the value of existence, and would no longer be valued by the Japanese. .

"Yoxi! These damned untouchables dare to hide!" Anxi Commander may be able to guess that all the ordinary people have disappeared, and it is inseparable from his brigade's harassment of the local people, which made the local people overwhelmed. But Colonel Anxi didn't take it seriously, the damned Chinese civilians were not Japanese nationals, their life and death had nothing to do with the Imperial Army, it would be better if they were all dead, this land would belong to the citizens of the Great Japanese Empire.

Anxi Dazuo thinks so, but Li Wei, the commander of the fourth company, doesn't think so. Why do you **** the descendants of Japanese pirates bully the Chinese people? The embarrassing Japanese army brigade will definitely come to retaliate, so they simply organized the collective transfer of nearby villages .

After so many years of the Anti-Japanese War, every household is already familiar with the transfer operation, and there is nothing valuable in the house. After tidying up, they lead the livestock, drive the chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep, and under the cover of the militia, pat their butts and leave. , and the food robbed by Silian just solved the ration problem of the people, and they are not afraid of not being able to receive it after leaving their hometown.

This time, they didn't even sell the account of the Anxi Brigade to the maintenance meeting, and they also followed suit. The most vicious four-company camp in the [-]th district team, who dared to be tired of work and dared to fornicate the Japanese.

The sun was scorching in the sky, as if the air was full of fire, burning people's throats and eyes dry.

"My fellow! My fellow!" Li Wei, beaded with sweat, knocked on the half-hidden door of a house.

"Who is it!" There were a few soft noises from someone in the yard, and an old man opened the door. The yard was full of corn cobs, and it seemed that they were digging corn cobs.

"I'm in the [-]th district team. If you have any water, please ask for a bowl of water!" This ghostly hot weather, coupled with long-distance travel.The kettle hanging on Li Wei's waist was always empty.I had to knock on the doors of ordinary people frequently to ask for water.

The folk customs of this era are simple and simple, unlike modern people who only open a door and hang a safety chain when they see strangers, as long as they are not Japanese puppet soldiers and traitor spies.The common people in the village all warmly entertained them, and Li Wei didn't recognize his birth at all, as if every commoner in his family was his family.

In fact, the soldiers and civilians in the base areas have long been mingled together. Soldiers from all over the world guarded their homeland without any hesitation or timidity.

The old man had also heard about the [-]th district team, and immediately became happy. He opened the door further and said, "It's the [-]th district team! What a distinguished guest! I don't have anything else, old man. I need enough water pipes! Quick, come in quickly." !"

"Master, I still have tasks to do, so I won't come in, just give me some water, and please fill the water bottle for me." Li Wei stood at the door without moving. The corncobs in the yard were inconvenient. , So he handed over his own air march water bottle.

This metal kettle handed over from the Japanese is also very durable, so don't let the quilt get through your eyes.I touched it on my back, and except for a little paint peeling, it was not deformed or damaged.

"All right! I'll get it for you! Wait!" The old man took the kettle tremblingly, then went back to the house and brought a teapot and a tea bowl, "Drink first, I'll fill it up for you! "

"Thank you, sir!" Li Wei was not polite, but he was also very thirsty. He took the teapot and poured out a bowl, finished it in one gulp, and continued with another bowl. The hot weather makes people lose a lot of water, and every cell in Li Wei I was crying thirsty, drinking it with a small tea bowl was not satisfying, I directly poured a few big mouthfuls into a teapot, then wiped my mouth and said that I was satisfied, put the empty teapot by the courtyard gate, and still did not take a step Inside the entry.

After a while, the old man handed the filled kettle to Li Wei, and said, "It's hot, come in and sit down! Look at you young man, you have endured a lot for us common people."

"Serve the people!" Li Weishun burst out with a formula, and satisfactorily put the water bottle on his waist. The soldiers nearby were waiting for Li Wei. , this village is about to start moving, and you have to make arrangements as soon as possible." Li Wei reminded before leaving that this time the scope of the Japanese Army Brigade's fortification and clearing of the field was unprecedentedly wide, which made the Anxi Brigade go crazy If you want revenge, you can't find anyone to go to, face the loess, turn your back to the sky, and cry.

"Hey, hey, I got it! I'll clean it up right away." The old man promised that in the early days of the war, many people were reluctant to part with the pots and pans at home. The lessons of blood over the years have taught many people that the family is broken and the people are at home. The family died. [

The old man watched the back of Li Wei and the others disappear on the village road, smiled gratifiedly, turned around and put the teapot back in the hall, returned to the yard again, and gently closed the gate.

Just as he turned around and was about to continue to look at the corn drying in the yard, he heard the courtyard door slammed open with a bang.

The old man hunched over for a moment, and was about to turn around to see which guy broke open the door of his house so rudely, when he heard a carefree voice, "Father! I'm back!" A stout man With a loud voice, he swaggered into the yard, didn't care about the corn cobs on the ground at all, and kicked them away with his feet casually, without the cherishing attitude that farmers should have for food, turned around and faced the yard door A few people outside said: "Mr. Duan, this is my house, the place is a little rough, please sit inside!"

The old man was startled, and suddenly trembled like a pendulum, turned around and stared at the thick man, the rough big hand made by hard work pointed at the man and said: "You bastard, you still know how to come back? Humph! This is no longer your home! Get out of here!"

"Old man, I have nothing good to say as soon as I come back. I didn't see any guests coming. Hurry up and make something delicious for me!" The man turned a blind eye to the old man's anger, as if he knew this beforehand.

"Guests!?" The old man turned around and looked at the few people standing at the gate of the courtyard. The person standing at the gate was a lean middle-aged man wearing a white coat, black trousers and cloth shoes, with half-grey hair and half-parted hair. A sturdy young man and a few sleazy-looking guys were outside the door, looking straight into the yard with thieves' eyes. All of these people had bulging waists, as if they were hiding something.

Seeing these strangers, the old man felt that these people came from wrong paths through his life experience, but in front of these strangers, he suppressed his anger and said to the burly man: "If you want to do it, you can do it yourself. I don't have the time to serve you." With his hands behind his back, he turned around and walked into the house, with an attitude of letting go and leaving the door closed.

"Hey! You old bastard! You don't want to live anymore, do you?"

In front of Mr. Duan and others whom he respected very much, he was reprimanded by his father.Feeling humiliated, the burly man reached out his hand to take out a black and shiny pistol from his jacket, and without any explanation, he put it on the old man's forehead.

"Come on! You fucking hit here, I'm blind, and gave birth to a pig like you!" The old man was completely angry at his son pointing a gun at his head, pointing at the gun With his mouth facing his own head, he said: "Come on, shoot, if I get scared, I will be born by you. If you don't shoot, you will be born by a dog." The old man's temper has completely disappeared just now In front of Li Wei, he is kind and kind, and has a particularly strong temper.

"F*ck, you bastard, I really thought I wouldn't dare to shoot!" The stout man turned into a rage from embarrassment. He put his finger on the trigger and was about to kill him when he saw a hand resting on the gun and lifting it up. , The muzzle immediately pointed to the sky.

"Nephew Zeng Xian. Why bother?! Your father is also an elder, so he should respect his elders. How is it proper to use a knife and a gun!" The lean middle-aged man standing at the gate of the courtyard raised the gun in the hand of the stout man to the sky, and said gently. typical.

The stout man didn't dare to disobey the thin middle-aged Mr. Duan's words, he put away his gun honestly, bowed again and again and said, "Hey! This is my old man, with a stubborn temper, who offended Mr. Duan, thank you for your generosity!" He turned his head and said to the old man: "I'm not dead, let Mr. Duan let you go today for the sake of face, it's your fate, why don't you thank Mr. Duan!"

"Hmph!~" The old man stubbornly gave his son the back of the head, as if he wanted to kill or cut him up.

"You..." The burly man surnamed Zeng was about to get angry again, but Mr. Duan waved his hand and said generously: "Forget it, the old man is old, it's okay to have a little misunderstanding! Let's go in!"

"Yes yes yes! Mr. Duan, please come inside!" The burly man surnamed Zeng bowed and led to the main room inside the courtyard gate. Passing by, in their eyes, he was just a broken old man, and he couldn't make any tricks.

The person who came in last closed the courtyard door, looking extremely cautious, falling into the eyes of the old man, and the suspicion in his heart became more and more lingering.

"Ah Cheng!" Mr. Duan paused before stepping into the main room, turned his head to the sturdy young man beside him and said, "Take Ah San and Bao Ya to guard at the gate of the courtyard!"

"Yes, Dad!" The sturdy young man didn't enter the house together, but winked at the two men beside him, and the three of them turned back and walked back to the gate of the courtyard. The bench was picked up, placed by the door, and sat down.

"Mr. Duan! You father and son are really nice, unlike me and my father, you are really fucking enemies." The stout man surnamed Zeng felt the tacit understanding between Mr. Duan and his son Duan Cheng. Kind of envious.

"Hehe! Where, where, father and son, they are all like this." Mr. Duan smiled irresistibly, and sat on the long bench beside the square table in the main room, while the others found places to sit in the room. Down.

"Ai! I really don't know if I was born by my father, hey, there's no water!" The burly man surnamed Zeng picked up the teapot on the table to pour tea for Mr. Duan. Shaking it in the hand, there is no sound of water at all. [

"Old man, go and boil some water!" The burly man surnamed Zeng found the old man who was still sulking in the yard with a teapot in his hand. He didn't even call him father, and just called him old man.

"Don't burn it, you want me to serve you, bastard, I am! There is no way!" The old man's stubborn temper is not mixed with sand in his eyes at all.

"Damn it, do you want to burn it or not! Let me tell you, today is a distinguished guest, if you don't serve well! Hehe, I'll let the whole village bury you with you!" The thick man surnamed Zeng showed a ferocious face He took out his pistol again and threatened.

The old man's rickety body shook, and his eyes showed horror and anger. This villain actually threatened him with the lives of the whole village. It was, it was...

Two years ago, this villain brought the Japanese to the village, named and arrested the Communist Party members and cadres in the village, the villagers who joined the guerrillas and militia, and some active anti-Japanese elements, and even sent his mother to Japan. Under the butcher's knife, almost one-fifth of the households in the village wore white filial piety for the loss of their relatives on that day.

This frenzied villain assisted the whole village elders, and the old man had no doubt that this man who suffered a thousand dollars would do it.The old man regretted it now, he regretted that he directly smashed to death this beast who forgot his ancestors and killed his biological mother with a hoe, but now his old body can't do anything to this beast.

"Okay, okay, I'll burn it!" For the safety of the whole village, the old man had no choice but to bow his head and choose to give in temporarily, and took the teapot.

The stout man sneered, looked around the yard, went straight to the chicken coop, reached into the coop, pulled out an old hen that was clucking and screaming, and weighed it in satisfaction. The weight, without even looking at it, slammed hard on the ground.

The old hen, which has been laying eggs for its owner for many years, let out a scream, hit the ground heavily, slammed twice, flapped its wings and scratched its paws vigorously on the ground. His eyes reflected the old master's pale face and eyes filled with muddy tears.