The War of Resistance

At dawn, Shang Zhen and the others woke up.

They were not woken up by freezing, but by being woken up.

When Shang Zhen and the others stood up in the cold morning wind, they saw Ma Tianfang running into the woods from the southwest.

Last night they arranged a total of two sentries, one was Ma Tianfang at the southwest corner, and the other was Chen Hanwen at the east.

At this time, Shang Zhen and the others saw that behind Ma Tianfang, there were dozens of people dragging along.

Looking at the clothes and walking posture of those people, Zhang Zhen and the others thought that those people were the villagers from the village where they attacked the Japanese army yesterday.

At that time, Shang Zhen and the others wanted to use that village to set up a trap to assassinate the Japanese army.

So they were very hasty in driving those villagers away. How could there be so much reason to say at that time, if the villagers didn't leave, they just forced them out with guns and drove those villagers out!

In the end, when they shot the last Japanese soldier, the fifth Japanese soldier, they thought about a shot. It is estimated that after that shot, the villagers should have fled further.

But who would have thought that they would meet those villagers now.

"It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over! The sufferer is coming!" Qin Chuan sighed in a low voice.

"What's the matter?" Hu Zhuzi was puzzled.

Qin Chuan didn't continue to speak, but his heart was like a mirror.

Yesterday they drove those villagers out of their homes for you, and after they finished fighting the Japanese army that came later, they set the village on fire.

Although it was said that the Japanese army set the fire, if they hadn't assassinated the Japanese army there, how could this house be burned?

Isn't this the suffering master coming to the door?

The so-called sufferer is the creditor who has the head of the grievance and the owner of the debt. From this perspective, they, soldiers of the Northeast Army, are debtors.

Sure enough, Ma Tianfang, who rushed over quickly, glanced at the crowd and said in a low voice: "The common people know that their houses have been burned, so they come to settle accounts with us!"

"Fuck, we saved so many of their lives? They still have the face to settle accounts with us?" Qiu Bo said angrily.

Qiu Bo's words naturally aroused discussions among the soldiers, but none of Shang Zhen, Lao Huotou, and Wang Laomao said anything.

"Who is the chief here?" Sure enough, when those villagers walked up to Shang Zhen and the others, a middle-aged man asked.

Everyone looked at Shang Zhen.

Shang Zhen frowned but did not speak. He was not afraid of talking to these villagers, but because he felt that his reputation as the leader was unfair. Thoughts?

But before he could speak, the middle-aged man saw that everyone was looking at Shang Zhen, but he also recognized that Shang Zhen was the boss, the officer.

"You kicked us out of our house, and now our house is burned, what do you think we should do about this? You, you have to pay for our house!" The middle-aged man asked angrily.

They are all from the Northeast, and not all the common people are afraid of the officers and soldiers. Shang Zhen and the others are the Northeast Army, but as far as the people in the Northeast are concerned, aren't they the officers and soldiers?

Shang Zhen knew that this question could not be avoided. It seems that this leader of his own has to be determined if he bites the bullet.

It's just that when he was about to speak, one of them stood up. It was Qian Chuan'er.

"Fuck, did we burn your house? Did we jump into the well with your child in our arms? Your house was burned by the Japanese, are you telling us?" Qian Chuan'er said with contempt.

Everyone knows Qian Chuan'er's character, he is more lively and talkative, but they didn't expect him to be so picky.

His words almost choked that man to the ground!

"Hey (ái), that's not what you said, the boss!" The man said hurriedly after he regained his strength.

"What should I say otherwise? If we don't drive you out of the village, you men are killed, women are raped, and children are bayoneted. We risk our lives to save you, and you dare not be grateful." Thank you, you dare to let us pay for the house, your conscience is eaten by dogs?" Qian Chuan's words were like knives, and it was really sharp.

Standing beside him, Shang Zhen couldn't help admiring Qian Chuan'er. I don't know how others are, but Shang Zhen knew that at least he couldn't speak such level words.

It's just that Shang Zhen didn't expect that the middle-aged man on the opposite side was not a good stubble either.

"Ha!" The man smiled instead of anger, just look at the man's thin lips, just like Hou Wangshan's thin lips, most men with such thin lips, from the appearance point of view, they are caring about the master!

Sure enough, the man had recovered from the attack of Qian Chuan'er's words, but he opened his mouth and asked, "Why are you bluffing here?

If you didn't kill the Japanese in our village, the Japanese would be able to set our house on fire?

The Japanese are fierce, that's what you said, we didn't look at it, we ordinary people care who occupies the territory?

Back then, Marshal Zhang didn’t say he would burn down our house. If it didn’t work out, we’d argue in front of you, Marshal Zhang! "

Don't look at this man's thin-skinned lips, but he speaks with a majestic air and a strong sense of reason.

Just what this man said directly aroused countless "fuck" in the heart of Shang Zhen, a soldier of the Northeast Army!

He even wants to drag us to argue in front of Dashuai Zhang!

If we really have the ability to drag us to argue in front of Dashuai Zhang, it would be better to drag us to argue in front of Lord Yama.

Get out of here!

Dashuai Zhang has already been buried, you know that? If we want to go to you, we will not follow!

But everyone thought so in their hearts, but they would never say it out. After all, the young commander was gone, and it would be taboo for them to dare to say that.

"You called Dashuai Zhang casually?" Old Mao Wang finally spoke.

He suddenly found that he hadn't done a beard for many years, and some people didn't even know that the sky was so high and the earth was thick, and the anger had begun to brew in his body.

But at this moment, Shang Zhen suddenly asked, "How did you know that the village was burned?"

Shang Zhen was very surprised. The forest they were in was on the highest point, so they could barely see the smoke coming from the village. As for these villagers, they obviously stayed farther than them last night. How could they see the smoke? Is the village on fire?

This is a mountainous area, and the hills and woods can block the black smoke.

"Ha!" The middle-aged man laughed again. He didn't know that the old hat on the opposite side was already secretly ruthless, you are still laughing, and it will be too late to make you cry!

"The people in our village went back and looked at it. A total of thirteen houses were burned!" The middle-aged man finished laughing before he got to the point.

At this point, Shang Zhen's heart suddenly came to a sudden, it seems that the people in the village returned to the village, not only one, they found that the village was burned, so they sent people back to report the news.

Just when Shang Zhen was about to explain a few more words to the villagers, and Old Mao Wang was about to show his bearded temper, they heard footsteps behind them.

When everyone turned their heads, they saw Chen Hanwen running back panting with a rifle.

"It's not good, it's not good, something happened, Little Japan started to search the mountains!" Chen Hanwen said.