The sun had just emerged, and the sky was filled with red clouds. Wisps of extremely thin mist appeared on the ground in the village, and slowly dissipated as the sun shone.
Needless to say, it was another extremely hot day.
Captain Meng was in a bad mood. He was sitting on a slope in the north of the village, coughing and tapping the burned out cigarette stick on his gray Japanese military shoes.
Ashtrays littered the ground.
Deputy Captain Meng is actually not that old. He is in his early thirties. He was originally an honest farmer. He has not been in the army for a long time. He is a little thin. To be the deputy captain, he naturally has extraordinary abilities.
He led the guerrillas everywhere to recruit troops, but unexpectedly he recruited a white-eyed wolf. If he hadn't encountered the Ninth Company, the whole army would have been wiped out in Shilidang. Before the Ninth Company arrived, the captain tried to attack the Japanese encirclement and led the team to break out of the encirclement. , died unfortunately, and after being rescued by the Jiulian Company, he followed the Jiulian Company around the mountains for a long time, covering most of Taihang in the southeast, and returned to a familiar place again, but everything had changed.
Until last night, a soldier dug a trench and unearthed a body.
A dozen soldiers in front were digging a piece of earth. He had never figured out where so many people had gone. Even if they entered the mountain, they would not be able to see a single figure.
It is impossible for ordinary people to let a dirtbag stay in the middle of the ground. It is shocking to see it.
When I think about what might happen under the dirt bag, my whole body is trembling.
The female soldiers in the distance were looking at the village entrance and talking about it.
Except for those on sentry duty and those who were injured and unable to move, all the people who had stayed in the village and those who had just returned arrived.
As a shovelful of soil was shoveled away, a piece of tattered clothes stained with black stains was revealed. A gray mist spread faintly, and the stench began to permeate the air. The soldier shoveled hard again, revealing a gray skull with scattered hair. Open to the side.
The soldier wielding the engineer shovel dropped the engineer shovel and ran outside quickly. His stomach was churning, and he ran to the side and ran on one leg on the ground, vomiting acidic water.
The crowd of onlookers exploded and scattered in all directions. Lao Meng, who was outside the circle, trembled in his heart. He hoped it wouldn't be the case. The result was that he leaned weakly on the small tree next to him and took out the shredded tobacco from his pocket. It's easy to stuff it into the pot and light it with a match.
His brows were furrowed together, as deep as a knife. He was clearly a middle-aged man and looked older. He took a big breath into his lungs, two wisps of smoke came out from his nose, and he slightly squinted his blood-red eyes. Looking at the gray and smelly soil bags that keep coming out of the soil bags.
More than ten meters away, the fishy smell penetrated into the nose.
A bad feeling came.
I have seen a lot of life and death, but it shouldn’t be like this. Lao Meng finally gave up his fantasy. The villagers in the village where he once lived should have been found, but they did not appear alive in front of him. Needless to think, they were all in front of him. In the pit under the bag, there was a bag of earth seven or eight meters in diameter, with the highest point about one meter. He seemed to be able to hear children running.
You can also feel the simple and wrinkled old man calling, the aunt calling the livestock home, the middle-aged woman scolding her child for being disobedient, and the girl shyly whispering to the young man.
Everything is so real.
A soldier on guard hurriedly ran over from the north, shouting as he ran: "Captain, go and have a look, Ma Liang and Tian Sanqi are back!"
Lao Meng stood up and ignored the feeling of nausea. He ignored the shouts of the sentry and staggered towards the dirt bag.
When the two soldiers nearby saw this, they quickly stepped forward, grabbed him, struggled, and then dragged Lao Meng back.
The people who had withdrawn were slowly entering the village, two on a stretcher, and more than a dozen soldiers, panting and exhausted, entered the forest outside the village.
The injured Ma Liangtian and Sanqi were all there. The soldiers carried the wounded and ran southward from the moment they discovered the Japanese until now.
Ma Liang had a bandage hanging on one hand and forced a smile, breaking the somewhat gloomy atmosphere in the village: "What's the matter with you? Why are you all crying? Brother, the company commander and the others are back soon."
A soldier quickly stepped forward and whispered a few words to Ma Liang and the others.
"What? Don't be stunned, hurry up and help!" After saying that, with a gloomy face, he immediately directed the female soldiers who were watching nervously from a distance to come up and settle the wounded.
Regardless of the injuries on his body, he staggered towards Captain Meng.
A fire was lit on the mound, and Lao Meng knew that there was no other way but to use fire to burn away the gray mist that kept coming out.
The mounds of soil were dug up little by little, and the firewood continued to increase the burning area.
It was no different from what Lao Meng imagined. Tears blurred his eyes, and a trace of blood mixed with tears slid down his face.
The clothes have not all rotted away. Among the gray and white bones are children as young as five or six years old, as well as old women who should be grandmothers. There are also some corpses with separated heads and missing limbs, missing legs and hands. They can be seen everywhere.
Some corpses had nails and wires on their bones, with clear bullet holes and scars from knives; a middle-aged corpse had its upper and lower jaws open, and something must have been stuffed in its mouth before death. Maybe the devil was there. To prevent her from shouting and protesting when you mess with her;
A young woman was not wearing pants, and there were obvious bayonet marks on her skull and pelvis. Perhaps after she was insulted, the Japanese army stabbed her with that sinful bayonet...
Captain Meng had heard about it, but this was the first time he saw it. He was on the verge of physical and mental collapse, kneeling on the ground with his mouth wide open.
"Woooo..." came out from his mouth with a sad whine.
Although he had been mentally prepared for it, the cry also made Ma's conscience suddenly sink. War is so realistic and so cruel. It will not let go of anyone who is powerless just because of their age, gender, or whether they are soldiers. Regardless of their hearts. You have to accept it whether you are willing to accept it or not.
There are always a few arrogant people at the scene asking, "Did the Japanese do this?"
"Stop talking nonsense, who else could it be besides the damned devils? How could they do it?"
"I want to kill someone now."
"I also want to know who to kill?"
"Devil!"
"Now?"
"right!"
"Then let's go..."
"If you dare to tell me, I will kill you." A fierce voice warned He Gensheng next to him.
After saying that, the two figures ignored the crying crowd and slipped out of the village to the east. Looking at the figures on the back, one of them was a bandaged monkey.
There are many places with Japs now. There are so many Japs in the north that I dare not go there.
Isn't there a Japanese blockade in the east?
"Stop, monkey, what are you doing here?" A female soldier stood up from a single soldier's hole covered with weeds, holding a gun.
"I. Hehe, I just want to go out for a walk."
"No, there is no order. You are injured and cannot leave the village without permission."
The monkey looked at the female soldier and suddenly laughed, a little creepy.
The female soldier quickly turned around and saw a figure emerging from the ditch behind, with a rope hanging on her shoulders, and she suddenly rushed forward.
The female soldier who was tied up by the big man was ashamed and anxious. She stared at the two guys in front of her with wide eyes. She watched her rifle being lifted, the bullet box being taken away, and the kettle hanging on the big man's body. She was whimpering. Screaming and struggling desperately.
"Don't waste your efforts. I have never heard of anyone who can break free from the people I kidnap. Remember this for me. Grandpa went east to fight the Japanese. Do you understand? Let the people in the village know that I am not just a deserter. "His seniority has risen and fallen in just one sentence.
"Hey, if you scream again, do you want me to knock you out with a rifle butt, you ugly monster?"
