Age of Rebirth

When Ono woke up again, he was stimulated by the icy snow. The young man looked at him with eyes that were colder than the cold wind, but his tone was surprisingly calm: "Tell me, the last situation of the Huangnihe battle?"

Of course Ono has a personality, he turned his head, and simply ignored him, but he didn't see how this young man moved. With a sharp command knife, he cut off Ono's remaining ear on the snow. The whole shape of a nest of melons.

Personality is for others to see, and pain is for oneself. Ono's bushido personality, as the last ear and body bid farewell, his will collapsed. Looking at the eyes of this young man, Ono absolutely believed that he could put himself Cut it into chunks!

In the battle of Huangnihe, Ono definitely did his meritorious deeds by accident. He received the order to go to the Baishishan battlefield. Because he didn't want to take a long way, he took a shortcut to the designated place under the leadership of a local traitor. He happened to be with Xiaoling and the others. Encountered. [

After fighting for a while, it was dawn. He received a strict order from his boss, and rushed to the designated place not on time. He wanted to get out of the battle. After all, this team was not the target of the battle, maybe The besieged Chinese troops sent a small group of troops to delay and obstruct the advancement of their own troops. The Chinese people are sometimes very cunning!

Ono wanted to leave, but the traitor said: "Mr. Ono, have you seen the leading lady? I heard that Xueshou Qiuli's wife is at this age. Seeing those red beards desperately protecting her, maybe she is! If Capture the wife of Xueshou Qiuli, Mr. Ono, you have done a great job!"

So Ono led the troops, pursued them closely, clung to them, and fought until the front of the cliff. These Chinese soldiers were tenacious enough, and none of them surrendered. In the end, they all died in battle, except for the young Chinese woman. Very beautiful, the wife of the leader of the Bloody Hands, can she not be beautiful?

The Japanese soldiers had already surrounded her on the edge of the cliff, and those who wanted to catch her alive, you know, this woman made an amazing move. She threw the last grenade in her hand into the crowd of soldiers, and turned around like a bird. The fluttering butterflies are flying towards the valley.

At that moment, all the Japanese soldiers seemed to see a white cloud rising under her feet, and then disappeared in the misty clouds at the bottom of the valley.

Ono was rewarded by the Kwantung Army Headquarters for wiping out a small unit of the Bloody Hand Regiment, even though he lost nearly a thousand soldiers, and was promoted to a military rank.

Ono finished speaking in one breath, obviously mentally weak, panting heavily, Tang Qiuli heard Ono's description, he seemed to be in the battle that day, the moment when his lover jumped, it was poignant and decisive, His heart ached like it was being torn apart, tears couldn't stop falling down, even the cold wind couldn't freeze it.

Shanhu had already brought his men to arrest the traitor. He was a middle-aged man in his 40s, named Cui Erguaizi, the maintenance chairman of Taipingling Town. He was holding the thick Japanese legs. Less harm to the common people, his yellowish eyeballs have been clouded by alcohol, he looked at everyone in surprise, with cunning and greed in his eyes, he obviously didn't understand what was going on, why did he get him here?

Tang Qiuli looked at him as if he was looking at a corpse. Cui Erguaizi's heart suddenly tightened with that gaze that was colder than severe cold, and a surge of fear in his heart made him shiver.

"I am the commander of the bloody hand regiment, the bloody hand Qiuli, because of you, Cui Erguai, my wife, and the unborn child, I jumped off the cliff, and you killed them," Tang Qiuli said. His voice was bloodshot, piercing everyone's hearts like gold and stone.

When Cui Erguaizi heard it, it was over. He forced his wife and children to death. It would be easy for ordinary people to say, but this was the one who beat the imperial army to the ground. He fell to his knees On the ground, he kowtowed like pounding garlic, and he didn't know what he was shouting, but he was begging for mercy anyway.

Tang Qiuli smiled miserably, so what if I kill you, can my wife and my child come back?However, you must die, because you are a hardcore traitor, helping the Japanese devils to harm the Chinese, the blade lightly cut his artery, a stream of blood, dirty a piece of land.

Tang Qiuli was at a loss, without the ease and joy of slaying an enemy with his hands, and could not get his wife and children back. What made him even more uncomfortable was that there was no trace of Xiaoling's jump, and all his longing and love were gone. Sadness was left to him, making his heart numb from the pain.

All the devils were dealt with. Tang Qiuli neatly arranged all the corpses of the devils that could be collected on the snowy field outside the town, and arranged them in a line of Japanese characters: "Those who invade our country will inevitably end up. Keep!"

More than 2000 corpses of devils that were hardened by freezing were placed in a large open space outside the town in a spectacular manner. The heads of Ono and that kidnapper Cui were placed in the front. Tang Qiuli really couldn't think of any way to do it. , to express hatred for all the devils in the Ono Brigade, these murderers who killed their wives, children and comrades-in-arms are here, and they can't be dealt with too much.

The troops were ordered to withdraw to the base. He and Shanhu took thirty guards and drove all night, braving the wind and snow, and returned to Tangjia Wopu on the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month.

Standing on the hill to the west of the village, looking at the place where the wind and snow are filling the distance, and the dimly lit hometown, I don’t know if I will have a chance to return to my hometown after going away. In any case, I have to say goodbye to my parents. I haven't been to the house for more than a year.

Tang Qiuli came home suddenly, which made his parents overjoyed. Looking at the taller and mature son, the father just rubbed his hands happily, but the mother shed tears, and then hurriedly took out the New Year's goods, Entertain these young people.

The situation in the village has not changed much, but life is much more difficult than it was before the little devil came. Donate one today and donate another tomorrow. , Try to protect the villagers from the scourge of devils and traitors. [

Facing his father's prestige in ten miles and eight villages, and the Tang family's reputation in this area, those traitors were very scrupulous, but it saved the villagers from suffering a lot. The Tang family's bunk became a safe haven in this area , Many families from other villages moved here one after another, and the population of the village increased by several hundred.

Speaking of this, my father was quite relieved. It was worth it to bear the reputation of being a traitor. Tang Qiuli admired his father's broad mind and charisma all his life.

Tang Qiuli told his father that he must not reveal his identity in front of outsiders. He said that he was doing business outside, and those partners who went up the mountain with him all concealed their identities from outsiders. He didn't hide the matter from his parents, but his father supported him very much. The mother thought that after her son left, she didn't know when she would be able to meet again, so she couldn't help but shed tears again.

After dinner, the mother asked about Xiaoling's situation. Tang Qiuli told the story with tears in her eyes. The mother was very sad. Looking at the mottled white hair of the son who was less than 20 years old, the mother's heart , bleeding in pain, she understood the pain in her son's heart.

Lying in the arms of his mother, Tang Qiuli burst into tears, venting out all the pain and sorrow that had been pent up in his heart for many days. The mother held his son's head and gently stroked his hair, just like when he was a child, even though the son had grown older. She is still tall, although her son is full of gorgeous hair, which hurts her heart.

After Tang Qiuli cried, he felt much more comfortable in his heart. At this time, his father walked in covered in snowflakes. He was worried and went to the village. Tang Qiuli's guards had already been in various places in the village. , Set up a light and dark sentry, seeing these alert young people, he was happy for his son.

When I entered the room, I saw the mother and son, and asked in surprise. The mother told the story, and the father fell silent, smoking the pipe. You must go to the homes of those partners who went up the mountain with you.

When Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang heard the news, they couldn't believe their ears. Seeing the two old men stunned by the bad news, Tang Qiuli knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times to the two old men, and then bowed his head Kneeling on the ground, Aunt Zhang woke up slowly from the coma, tears streaming down her face, but the two old men did not complain or even blame Tang Qiuli, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

He left 5000 yuan to the two old people, and he could only use this method to alleviate the guilt in his heart. When he parted, the old man's frailty like a candle in the wind and his attachment to him seemed to be able to get away from it. Seeing the shadow of his beloved daughter on him made his heart tingle with blood. He turned around and knelt down, "Father, mother, I am sorry to you two elders. From now on, I will be your son!"

Tang Qiuli was almost helped out by Shanhu, and he didn't dare to turn his head, for fear of seeing the tearful eyes of the second elder, which followed him all over the world.

He and Shan Hu visited the homes of the friends who went up the mountain together. There were 54 people who went up the mountain with him, and three of them were killed on the battlefield, including in the Battle of Anton. For the safety of the entire army , and the family of Wang Shuangzhu who died in battle, he left 5000 yuan to the family of each partner who died in battle. This is the only way he can express his feelings.

I hope that this little money can alleviate the grief of the parents due to the pain of bereavement and improve the lives of the family members. Then, I left 3000 yuan for each partner's family. My friends, on the battlefield Killing the enemy in blood, your family members should not live in poverty.

After spending the Spring Festival at home, on the third day of the first lunar month, they embarked on a trip back to the base. Before leaving, he left 20 yuan for his father to help the families of his partners and the villagers who encountered difficulties. .

These parents who cared about their children sent them off one way after another, earnestly exhorting, Tang Qiuli clearly remembered in his heart, telling every partner of his parents' love, and a few sledges were filled with gifts from his parents. The close-fitting clothes they brought, stitch by stitch, were full of the mother's deep love for the sons who were about to travel far.

Standing on the high hillside, Tang Qiuli looked back for the last time, the snow-covered village, goodbye, my hometown, turned around, and resolutely left.