"Why don't you use this tactics in Iraq? I heard that you have been in Iraq before." Yu Zhiqian suddenly asked.
"If there is no thing called 'world public opinion'; if there is no so-called 'political correctness' caused by the Nuremberg Trials; if there is not a group of old Europeans who only talk nonsense about themselves as moral saints; if there is not a group of all-pervasive reporters..." Xue Ziliang said , "We have already started working hard."
"Actually, I did it anyway."
"Can being restrained and unscrupulous be the same thing?" Xue Ziliang smiled, "I love Lingao, I love the Senate. I also love this time and space."
Chen Lianjian was lame on one leg and slowly walked to the construction site carrying a large rattan basket. The basket contains today's lunch: "steamed buns" made of sweet potato flour and rice flour, and pickles. His wife carried the load, two large iron buckets with lids one behind the other.
At an infrastructure construction site in Zhonghe Commune, newly relocated villagers from Wangpu Village are working to dig earth under supervision. Both men and women had their heads shaved, and each wore only a straw hat to protect themselves from the sun. He was wearing standard overalls made of recycled cloth, with a blue triangle of cloth on his chest. The people in Zhonghe Commune don’t know the meaning of this blue triangle. But in the imperial political order, the blue triangle means "requires public supervision".
They were told that they could not tear off the triangle cloth at any time, otherwise they would be punished for being a bandit. The crime of being a bandit has a terrible outcome no matter what era it is committed.
Since arriving in Zhonghe Commune, the villagers, both men and women, have been busy at the construction site every day, and their faces are covered with dust. Twelve hours of continuous earthmoving work a day and the daily quota of earthmoving per person made the newly moved villagers of Wangpu Village feel extremely difficult - they were even more tiring than during busy farming days.
All the young men in the village were arrested within a few days after they arrived here - as soon as they arrived at Zhonghe Commune, Australians came to register and select them. All young men aged 18 to 25 who were not missing arms or legs were taken away. gone.
"You don't have to be afraid. You are going to serve as soldiers for the Australian Commander. Being a soldier is the most glorious thing. You have food, drink and military pay. When you retire, you will get your retirement pay."
After an Australian wearing a straight-fronted coat boasted loudly about how good it was, the young people in the village were tied up by their arms one by one, bundled in a bunch, and taken directly to the port and put on the ship.
Many people started crying - being captured means they will never come back. Although every family where someone was taken away was given a stack of colorful pieces of paper: Australian money.
Australian money can indeed buy a variety of things in Zhonghe Commune. Families whose family members were taken away to serve as soldiers quickly bought a variety of goods from the cooperative agency stores in Zhonghe Commune, ranging from household items to Tools and daily necessities. The pain of having his son taken away to serve as a soldier was also a little less painful.
However, a greater disaster struck again. No one expected that the next turn would be the children from the village. All children between the ages of seven and seventeen, regardless of gender, were taken away.
Heartbreaking cries were heard everywhere, but bright bayonets were shaking in front of the villagers' eyes. This was not the original village. The villagers were not familiar with the terrain, and no one could be hidden in the temporary shacks. All these children were taken away.
The Australian who came to capture the soldiers last time came again this time and expressed the following words of comfort to the villagers: "Don't worry, the children will have food and drink when they arrive in Lingao, and they will also take care of their pocket money for school. This way Where can I find good days?"
"Master, you don't want your children to go to school, you just want them to stay with you -"
"The younger children are still young and have no one to take care of them when they study alone."
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The Australian's face darkened and he reprimanded: "What are you crying about? Your children will naturally come back to see you during the Chinese New Year. Who can stop nagging? Tomorrow the earthwork quota will be doubled."
Everyone is silent - now, even if they work for six hours a day, they can barely complete the workload every day. How can they still survive if it is doubled?
The call to finish work finally sounded on the construction site. Villagers from Wangpu Village came down one after another from the construction site to eat and rest for a while. The whole time is less than half an hour.
"Instead of asking us to farm, we are asked to dig the land. What kind of thing is this? Are you going to stop paying the national tax on royal grains?" Someone complained while eating mixed noodle steamed buns.
"At least I'm digging in Danzhou and I didn't get you to dig in Lingao."
"Australians are here, and they still have to pay the imperial grain tax." A man in his forties patted his butt, picked up a piece of salty radish and started chewing it.
"Don't Australians want to collect food? I heard that they also collected food in Lingao last year."
"Our land has been harvested by them, so why should we pay for it?"
"I don't know what happened to our daughter after she passed away?" one person said with a sigh. "You won't be sold to the Australians. If I had known this, I would have agreed on her marriage first and paid a betrothal gift."
"Your daughter has been taken over by an Australian master."
"That would be great. I don't see such a good thing."
"Forget it if the girls want to go, why do you want to get rid of all the young men?"
"Don't you know Qi Ge Qi Di? Maybe Australians are good at this."
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Chen Lianjian said nothing - after he arrived at Zhonghe Commune, all three daughters of his family were taken away. He originally thought that his wife would not be spared, but Australians were obviously not interested in sex. Because he was disabled, he and his wife were made responsible for cooking for the entire Wangpu labor team.
The triangle cloth worn by Chen Lianjian and his wife is blue with black edges. If he knew what it meant, he would be frightened. It means "potentially dangerous elements." Such people can be arrested as long as they make the slightest move. Killed.
Although he didn't know what this triangular piece of cloth meant, he could guess that it was a mark. There were many people in the Zhonghe Institute, some of whom were local military households and some who had migrated from other places, but most of them did not have cloth triangles sewn on their bodies.
At first, he couldn't figure out whether this mark was good or bad, until he discovered that not all the sons of other villagers were forced to serve as soldiers, and the few who became soldiers were also soldiers and militiamen in the local "security company". Children are not forced to go to school in Lingao - except for a few orphans and children from families with many children, most children go to national primary schools run by the commune itself. Chen Lianjian realized that they had been put into another register. The reason why he wears this distinctive blue triangle is obviously related to his past experience as a bandit.
Needless to say, if there was even the slightest sign of trouble, he would be dragged out and beheaded. Thinking of this, Chen Lianjian's liver and gallbladder burst into tears and he just wanted to run away immediately.
Of course, escape was impossible. Not to mention his inconvenient legs and feet, even if he could escape, how would he survive? Besides, all the houses in Wangpu Village have been demolished, and the crops in the fields have probably been ruined long ago because no one has taken care of them. All that is left on the village's homesteads are many bamboos with rotting corpses hanging on them.
Some people in Ponde Village secretly ran back to their original village, but they were all captured. These people were then put on blue triangles and worked with the people in their village to dig earth and transport wood.
A few days ago, he met another worker wearing a blue triangle with black trim at the construction site. The other worker was stunned when he saw him. When no one was paying attention, Chen Lianjian said something like a bandit's incision. The two were immediately on the line.
It turned out that the other party was also a house bandit, and the work team found him when they went to the village to conduct a large-scale household registration check.
"It's so tragic. They have confiscated everything I have." The bandit said while looking around in fear.
"Are your wife and kids okay?"
"My wife is fine. They have kidnapped several of my sons. They said they were going to 'study'. Alas," the former bandit sighed, "Who knows what they did after being captured by them? If anything goes wrong, they have already sold them to Australia." went"
"Sold to Australia?" Chen Lianjian shuddered. This was something he didn't expect.
"Yes, why else would they arrest the little boy?" He sighed, "It's like I got retribution for being a bandit."
Chen Lianjian looked around: "How are the shopkeepers doing now?"
"Li Manzi was beaten to death a few days ago. He and a few of his cronies went down the mountain to collect grain and salt and were caught. The heads of his and his subordinates are hanging at the gate of Danzhou City."
"What about the rest?"
"I heard they are all hiding. Australians have been killing people like crazy recently..." He looked around again with his neck scrunched up, and said hurriedly, "There are heads hanging outside Danzhou City. It doesn't matter if you are a big shopkeeper or a small guy. If caught, they will be beheaded. Many people like us have been killed."
Chen Lianjian felt a chill on the back of his neck. He quickly asked: "Why kill?"
"You can kill people if you want to - don't you know, the Australians have carried out a 'liquidation' in every village. As long as ten villagers accuse you of being a bandit, you will be killed if you are dragged out. ***, they are all crazy. Anyway, usually If you're popular, it's less likely to get into trouble..."
"Do they dare to bite?"
"Who wouldn't dare to bite you in front of your face? Australians are so crazy."
While he was talking, he saw some infantrymen approaching, so he quickly blinked and slipped away. Chen Lianjian's already anxious heart became more and more uneasy. The Australians suffered a loss in Wangpu Village, and this time they have to get it back a thousand times. Pond fish like me are bound to suffer.
In the evening, while he and his wife were washing the pots, several fake men wearing blue collar badges suddenly came to the large kitchen on the construction site.
"Are you Chen Lianjian?"
"Yes - the little one is." Chen Lianjian looked at their murderous faces and the Australian spinners in their waists. He felt something bad in his heart and his calves felt weak.
"Come with us right away."
"Um, why..." Chen Lianjian stuttered. v! ~!
