All the guards in the army prison are Japanese, and only the kitchen and cleaning staff are civilians. Those who write at night have to leave, so the Wen Gu brothers and sisters are not afraid of killing the wrong person.
After Wen Xin left, Wen Gu looked at the three two-story buildings in front of him and strolled up, splitting the iron chains on the doors with his bayonet as he walked.
The prisoners in the room looked up in confusion when they heard the noise and saw Wen Gu's small figure standing at the door.
"Everyone get dressed and gather outside the building! No talking!"
When Wen Gu released all the thousands of people, Wen Wenwen brought Li Yitai in.
Li Yitai didn't expect that the brother and sister would move so quickly. They knocked down the prison in less than half an hour. She didn't even see any Japanese along the way.
The prisoners in the cell hesitated for a long time before opening the door and walking to the square outside the building. They found that there were no Japanese who usually enjoyed torturing people.
Wen Gu's childish voice rang in everyone's ears, "We are people of the Anti-Union League, and we are here today just to rescue you!"
Warmth? ?
Anti-League? Why didn’t I know when it happened?
A weak voice sounded from the crowd, "How do you prove that you are anti-Union people?"
Wen Gu looked towards the speaker and saw a man with messy hair and a long beard slowly walking to the front of the crowd with the help of others.
"Is that you, Old Li?" Li Yitai asked in shock, looking at this man whose body was covered with wounds, one leg was obviously lame, and it was very difficult to walk.
Lao Li turned to look at Li Yitai, his calm eyes suddenly turned fiery, "Political Commissar, are you okay?"
Li Yitai walked up to Lao Li in a few steps, reached out to touch his arm, and said with tears in his eyes, "Lao Li, you are suffering!"
"Xiaogu, Xiaoxin, come here quickly. Let me introduce you to him. This is Li Jingping, the commander of the Third Anti-Japanese Army I mentioned to you."
"Hello, Commander Li, we are sent from Yanzhou and the Eighth Route Army headquarters from Jin Province. My name is Wen Gu, and this is my sister Wenxin!"
Wen Gu looked in awe at the scarred man in front of him and said seriously.
"Yanzhou?" Li Jingping asked suspiciously, "How does Yanzhou know that we are being held here?"
Wen Gu didn't want to explain more, "Aunt Li, let them change into cotton-padded clothes and shoes first, and I'll prepare the truck. If there are any problems due to time constraints, we'll wait until we get out of Fengtian City."
Wenxin has put the cotton-padded clothes and shoes in a room, waiting for them to pick them up.
"What the hell is going on, political commissar?" Li Jingping became increasingly uneasy when faced with this strange scene.
At this time, another man came over. This man was tall but very thin. "Old Li, what's going on?"
Li Jingping introduced: "The political commissar is Wu Qi, the former cavalry commander under Commander Ma of Heilongjiang Province. He has been in this prison for a long time."
"Hello, Commander Wu, since you have been in prison for a long time, you should know these people better. I just have something to ask you.
I wonder how many of these anti-Japanese comrades in prison can drive? "
Li Yitai thought of rescuing someone, but it would be troublesome if he couldn't get out of the city because there was no transportation.
"There are more than 1,300 prisoners in the prison. The only people who can drive are the former Northeastern Army's automobile soldiers. I don't know how many there are."
Wu Qi looked at Li Yitai's serious face and realized that this matter was more important. He turned around and shouted: "Come here, little Fengtian!"
"What's wrong, Captain Wu?" A little man in his teens ran over.
"Go and ask, how many people can drive a truck?"
Xiao Fengtian patted his chest, "You don't have to ask Captain Wu, there are at least 80 prisoners in the entire prison who can drive trucks, only a lot more.
No, Captain Wu, why do you ask this? We don’t have a car to drive either! "
Wu Qi turned to look at Li Yitai, "Political Commissar Li, little Fengtian was caught by the Japanese and imprisoned here when he was very young, so he is the only one in the entire prison who can occasionally come out for activities. Since he said he has 80, he must have them!"
Li Jingping asked in confusion, "Why are you looking for a truck driver?"
"Don't ask yet. We have prepared cotton-padded clothes and cotton-padded shoes. Please arrange for everyone to put them on immediately. We will leave the city overnight!" Li Yitai said urgently.
"Leave the city?" The three of them shouted at the same time. People nearby looked over. Li Jingping lowered his voice and asked, "Can we really go out?"
Li Yitai looked at the three people with fiery eyes in front of him and said seriously, "I didn't know you couldn't go out, but this is an opportunity."
Wu Qi took the man to get dressed without saying a word. The prisoner's clothes were very thin and he would definitely not be able to carry them after leaving the city. Wen Gu was very thoughtful.
Li Jingping took Li Yitai's hand and said, "Political Commissar, tell me what's going on? Weren't you captured by the Japanese? Didn't the Japanese torture you?"
Seeing that Li Jingping actually doubted her, Li Yitai couldn't help but smile and explained: "I was taken to the police headquarters by the Japanese. Jin Wu rebelled and they hoped that I could surrender.
I was interrogated by the police for two days, and it seemed that I couldn’t hold it any longer. Xiaogu’s brother and sister came.
They rescued me and treated me, and I was almost healed! "
Li Jingping looked at Li Yitai with strange eyes, as if to say, make up, keep making up!
Everyone knows the Japanese interrogation methods. He can walk on his own in two days. He looks no different from ordinary people. Do you think I am a child who is easy to deceive?
Li Yitai didn't know how to explain it. Just as Wenxin had put down cotton-padded clothes and food and came back, Li Yitai grabbed him and said, "Xiaoxin, he doesn't believe that your injuries were cured by you!"
Wen Xin nodded and said: "It's normal not to believe it. No one in this world except me has the ability to make people with broken muscles and bones move around on their own in two days!"
After saying that, he looked at Li Jingping's dragging right leg and slapped him to the ground with one palm.
"Xiaoxin!" Li Yitai was anxious.
Wen Xin regardlessly tore open Li Jingping's tattered trousers, revealing his deformed calf. He stroked it with both hands and made two "click" sounds, and the deformed calf returned to normal.
Wenxin took out another pill and gave it to Li Jingping, who was sweating profusely in pain, to take it.
"Take my medicine and you'll be gone in a while, but don't use too much force. You'll be able to walk easily tomorrow morning!"
Li Jingping sat up and carefully felt the condition of his calf. He found that the pain in his calf that was still in the bone marrow a moment ago was now filled with waves of cool breath, and the pain was much better.
He looked at Li Yitai in astonishment, "Political Commissar, is this girl a miracle doctor from heaven?"
Li Yitai chuckled secretly, "Don't think about it, go change your clothes first, and when we get out of Fengtian City, you can ask whatever you want after we're safe!"
"Can you really get out?" Li Jingping didn't quite believe it. The 12th Japanese Division and the security forces were guarding Fengtian City, making it too difficult to get out.
