The War of Resistance

In the hot morning sun, there was a city in the low-lying area of ​​Shandong hills. It had city walls, gate towers, and gates that could accommodate two carriages.

It was a county town, a county town that had been occupied by the Japanese army.

When the Japanese army first came, the national army did not resist. The reason was that the guerrilla zone of the 53rd Army of the Northeast Army, but their troops were fighting guerrillas down there, and naturally they would not fight to the death with the Japanese army to defend a county town that had no strategic value.

The SD provincial chairman who had just succeeded to the post not long ago appointed by the National Government wanted to protect the county town, but he had no military power, and the security division under him was really not combat-effective, so he pushed this useless job to the 53rd Army.

Commander Yu of the 53rd Army naturally would not pay attention to the SD provincial chairman who was always trying to seize his military power, but just found a perfunctory reason, and that reason made the SD provincial chairman impeccable.

The reason they gave was: We will take back that county in the future, and exchange space for time!

Look, what a good reason, the old man who was the most powerful commander of the National Government advocated this.

As for the Eighth Route Army, it is about surrounding the city with the countryside. Of course, this does not mean that there are no counties under the Eighth Route Army, but at least the Eighth Route Army has not occupied a county yet.

So just last month, a Japanese devils' plaster flag was finally flying on the city gate tower of this county.

It happened that the weather was very good during this period, and the plaster flag was flying on the city gate tower every day. It really looked like a plaster was pasted on the blue sky with scabies, and it felt so dazzling.

But the people just couldn't stand it, so they had to watch it.

At the beginning, it was said that the county was occupied by the Japanese, and the people around did not dare to come here, and the people in the county did not dare to go out.

But the problem is, even if the Japanese are the King of Hell, you can't always stay in this place if you want to survive.

As the Japanese divided the Chinese into good people and bad people, the good people began to move, and the bad people had to move even if they pretended to be good people.

So, after all, the county town that had been occupied by the Japanese for a few days finally came back to life, although it was half dead.

And it was at this time that the Japanese proposed a new policy called "to establish a new order in Greater East Asia".

In order to cooperate with this policy of the Japanese high-level officials, the Japanese troops stationed in Shandong also symbolically adopted a certain conciliatory policy and put forward a slogan, which was painted on the city wall by the Japanese troops stationed in the county town with white lime, called "The Imperial Army Does Not Kill Good People"!

Forced by livelihood, people from all around came to the county town, and today was the day proposed by the Japanese troops stationed in the county town to resume the big market.

So although the people coming from all directions were not endless, they could see sparse figures after all.

"Grandpa, this is the county town, the gate tower is so high!" A young man who was about to reach the gate said to an old man.

"Hey. Stop talking. After we enter the city, we will buy salt and go back." The old man held a pipe in his left hand and a bag on his right shoulder. He looked at the city gate tower with a complicated look.

"Grandpa, I heard people say that when my great-grandfather was young, wasn't our family also a wealthy family in the county?" The young man ignored the old man's words and asked again.

"Well, that's all old news." The old man replied disapprovingly.

He was too lazy to tell his grandson about the rotten grain of Chen Zhi.

Back then, their family was also a wealthy family in the county. His family had a row of street-facing storefronts in the county.

But his father was a gambler. He lost all the storefronts in a big bet with others!

As a result, the family fell into decline, and they had to move from the county to the countryside.

But who would have thought that just two days after his family moved away, bandits broke out in their area, and they attacked the county town directly with the help of the outside forces.

Bandits are just bandits, so can they be called bandits if they burn, kill and rob?

Once bandits enter the city, the wealthy families in the city will be in trouble. Gold, silver, treasures, silks and satins are robbed, men are killed, young women are harmed, and some wealthy families are even set on fire by bandits.

But his family escaped because they moved to the countryside!

The old man didn't know whether this was due to the virtue of their ancestors, but he really had to thank his gambling-addicted father for this, because he was sixteen that year and had just married a wife before moving.

"Grandpa, just tell me!" The young man started to stick his teeth again.

The old man thought to himself, when I was your age, I had your father! How could I be as sticky as you?

The old man naturally ignored his grandson and walked forward.

But before they reached the city gate, they saw groups of Japanese soldiers and puppet troops running out with bayoneted rifles.

"Grandpa!" Although his grandson was not young, he had never seen the world and hid behind him in fear.

The old man could only calm down and comfort his grandson that it was okay and walked forward.

This old man had really seen the world. He thought that his family must be fine and the Japanese devils would never come only for him.

If they came for the common people who were going to the market, they would have been together when the stone collapsed. Even if they were all crushed to death, it would not be just him, so he could only accept his fate.

The old man walked forward calmly, but the common people who followed him had cramps in their calves when they saw the Japanese soldiers.

The result of the cramp in his calf was that his body turned back. At this time, he realized that he was going to the market to buy daily necessities, so he wanted to turn around and run away.

"Don't run! The imperial army won't kill you, it's time to go to the market!" A puppet soldier shouted.

And the puppet soldier's shout was still polite, but the impolite puppet soldier shouted: "Who dares to run, I will shoot him, go into the city!"

The more arrogant puppet soldier just shouted, but he raised his rifle and made a gesture to shoot!

But before he could hold the gun steady, a small Japanese sergeant jumped over. The Japanese sergeant jumped up and stretched out his hand to give the puppet soldier a big slap in the face!

With a "pop", the big slap was so loud, the small Japanese soldier really jumped up and slapped him in the face.

The puppet soldier was stunned by the slap, and the rifle fell to the ground when his hand loosened.

But did he dare to rush the Japanese? Of course not!

It is said that you have to look at the owner before you beat a dog, but this dog looks at the owner more than the person who beats it. After a dog has been with its owner for a long time, it can definitely see the master's joy, anger, sorrow and happiness!

"Baga"! The Japanese sergeant cursed again, and seeing that the people behind the old man and his grandson were still running, he pointed at a man in his group who was only wearing a Japanese hat but Chinese clothes.

"Listen up, everyone!" The man shouted. It turned out that he was an interpreter. "You should go to the market. The imperial army will not kill innocent people. The imperial army also said that it is guaranteed that you will come and go in one piece. Just pass the news back!"

At this time, the young man in the grandfather and grandson suddenly touched the old man and whispered: "Grandpa, look at the top of the city gate tower."

Hey, this kid, why is he still so clingy at this time!

The old man blamed his grandson who didn't know the importance of the matter in his heart, but he still looked up at the city gate tower.

He was stunned when he saw it!

Because he saw that just below the city gate tower, a row of people were being pulled up by ropes and slowly rising!

The people tied with ropes must be dead, because the ropes were tied around their necks, and the row of people were struggling, so they were all dead, right?

The old man looked at the color of the clothes of those people again. Although some of them must have bloodstains, it can be vaguely seen that the color of the clothes is that of the national army.

This is the majority of people, but there are two people wearing flowery clothes. They are women at first glance, but the women have disheveled hair, and you can't see what their faces look like!

Of course, it's useless to see it. According to the Japanese, they were beaten to death, and their faces were probably smashed, right?

This time it was the old man's turn to be confused.

But at this time, the translator's voice sounded again: "A total of eleven soldiers from the 113th Division of the 53rd Army and two female bandits from the Eighth Route Army, one of whom was called Leng Xiaozhi, have been shot dead by the Imperial Army. Their bodies have been hung for public display. It has nothing to do with you ordinary people, but the news must be spread!"