Lao Qiao once again strengthened his confidence. There is actually a big difference between admitting or not admitting that he is the Eighth Route Army.
If you admit it, the detective team can take credit for this, and the Japanese will pay more attention to the detective team. Then, the traitors in the detective team will intensify their efforts to hunt down the comrades working on the ground.
In this case, you must not do anything that is beneficial to the enemy.
Don't let the enemy figure out your situation.
The detective captain surnamed Huang has a lot of blood debts under him, and he has nothing to say to him.
As for torture, no matter how cruel the traitors are, they can only use all five elements: gold (cut with a knife), wood (beating with a stick), water (pour pepper water, kerosene, boiling water), fire (soldering iron), and earth (bury alive).
As for beatings in the cold wind, standing in a cage, forcing bed bugs, lice, and tobacco to be swallowed, a noose was tied around the neck, and poison was added to the food.
Every torture is chilling.
Now that we have embarked on this path and are not even afraid of life or death, what is more terrifying than sacrificing our lives?
In his wild thoughts, Captain Huang, who went out to see Major Gang Qi, walked into the cell again with a gloomy face.
After seeing Old Qiao, a rare smile appeared on his face: "Mr. Qiao, I didn't expect that I often see hawkers turning out to be spies. I really made a mistake."
Lao Qiao secretly warned: "You are wronged, Captain Huang, I am a commoner, how can I be a spy!"
Captain Huang sat down on the chair, smiling half-heartedly: "Stop pretending, I've arrested so many rebels, do you think I'm easy to fool?"
"I'm really not a spy! Captain Huang is aware of this!" Lao Qiao was frightened and acted timidly.
Captain Huang was very patient: "It's not up to you to decide whether you are a spy or not. However, I do admire your methods, Mr. Qiao. Let's discuss it?"
Lao Qiao quickly put on a sad face: "I really don't understand what you are talking about!"
Captain Huang suddenly laughed: "If you don't admit counting, it's okay if I know you are. Major Gangqi said, since we are enemies, it is understandable for you to engage in assassination operations. Taijun's evaluation of your operation , and very damn tall.”
Old Qiao knew that the enemy would play tricks before interrogation, and he also knew that the methods of torture were nothing more than coercion and inducement, but what kind of trick did he pull on Jia Chang today?
Make up your mind and remain unchanged in the face of ever-changing situations! He quickly continued to cry: "It's unfair, you really made a mistake!"
Captain Huang suddenly stood up: "Stop pretending, I don't have time to waste with you, so I will let you go later!"
Lao Qiao felt contempt in his heart and looked overjoyed: "Ah, Captain Huang knows everything. I am indeed not a spy. I am very grateful. I will set up a memorial tablet for you when I get back."
"Can you stop crying so weirdly? If you weren't a Communist, I would have dug out your eyeballs today and stomped on them!" Captain Huang was so angry that he wanted to slap him twice: "I'll tell you the truth, I have something to tell you. Let’s discuss it. You must know the deputy battalion commander of the independent battalion, Wu Kerie. After I release you today, you can bring him a message.”
"I really don't know what you said!"
Captain Huang said with a black line: "Don't howl, listen carefully, the imperial army admires your ability to act, so I plan to discuss something with you this time, ah. You just need to give away the severed head of the imperial army." Come back and we can release the same number of Eighth Route Army prisoners as you, and the list is up to you! You can release those first."
Lao Qiao was stunned: "I don't know what you said?"
Captain Huang was so angry that his heart was smoldering: "Don't fucking pretend to be stupid. We are all smart people. If I can't find those heads, they will have to be moved. You can't afford to use those heads. I don't believe you are using them." It's better to use it for fertilization than to release those comrades of yours. You go back and think about it carefully. If you have other demands, you can put them forward together!"
Old Qiao was stunned and recited the oath silently again.
I have made up my mind, I have no intention of getting out alive anyway, I will see what tricks you play!
"Don't worry, after we release you later, we will never arrange for anyone to follow you!"
Lao Qiao was kicked out of the cell within an hour.
Ten minutes later, Lao Qiao deliberately returned to his residence in the city, carrying the burden of setting up his own stall and preparing to leave the city.
If what the person surnamed Huang said is true, he can no longer stay in his residence. The flour and coal for the stalls are organizational funds, although they are not much. If the enemy really has any means, they can just pick them out and throw them away. If you give it to ordinary people, maybe it can solve some problems, right?
Lao Qiao kept checking his body and found that he indeed had a tail!
Want to follow me? There are no doors!
There were Japanese patrols everywhere in the county, and almost all the black dogs of the detective team were on the streets, which was even more lively than usual.
He deliberately moved closer to the Japanese patrol on the street. The Japanese who used to arrest people at every turn seemed to see a ghost and turned around and ran away when they saw him.
Old Qiao, who did not believe in evil, almost broke into the military police headquarters! If the Japanese sentry hadn't called out affectionately: "Myna."
Then I kicked him, it hurt!
After walking around the city for a long time, I also saw comrades from the action team and quickly pretended not to recognize them.
There was really nowhere to go, so Lao Qiao decided to carry the burden and tail, and headed straight out of the city.
At the gate of the city, Lao Qiao greeted the detectives responsible for the inspection generously. The traitors had to deal with Lao Qiao and almost suffered internal injuries.
After leaving the city and crossing the suspension bridge, the city gate closed with a bang!
In the empty wilderness behind him, not a single ghost could be seen. Old Qiao was a little confused.
Is this a dream?
I pinched my arm again, the pain was so painful that I almost shed tears.
Did the enemy really let him go like this?
Only then did I remember what Captain Huang said. Did they really want those Japanese heads?
We need to talk to County Magistrate Liu quickly about this matter.
Half an hour later, Lao Qiao, who was on guard all the way, encountered the security forces who had been ordered to give up the encirclement and suppression of the Eighth Route Army in Shanli and were heading back to the city. Neither side could avoid it.
Captain Ma glanced at the old man Qiao who was selling wontons at the city gate and said with great enthusiasm: "Uncle Qiao, do you want me to ask the two brothers for help?"
"Well, it's better not to use it."
"This is a little bit of brother's kindness!" After Captain Ma finished speaking, he took out two tubes of ocean from his pocket and stuffed them into Lao Qiao's broken pocket.
"You two are not smart, why don't you hurry up and help, escort Uncle Qiao across the blockade ditch, tell the brothers guarding the blockhouse, and take the pig legs from the blockhouse back to Uncle Qiao."
There was no other way. If Eighth Route Army really refused to send the heads back, it would be hard to save his own head. What Captain Huang said on the phone just now shocked him.
If the head cannot be recovered, Major Gangqi will have to perform a dissection to apologize.
However, with the temper of the Eighth Route Army, it seems that they would not refuse to release their twenty or thirty underground party members!
With the temper of the imperial army, they would definitely not be able to bear this tone.
See if you, the Eighth Route Army, are successful today, one day I will dig up all your ancestral graves!
Lao Qiao was escorted all the way across the blockade ditch without encountering a single security force or detective team member.
I was alert for a long time and took countless detours.
Finally, we carefully found a path into the mountain.
I looked up at the time and saw that the sun was still high in the sky.
In just three hours, Old Qiao, who had been through hell for a while, was sweating all over his back.
Can any ups and downs in life be more thrilling than this?
From what they said, the enemy already knew that the guerrillas were in the mountains, and there shouldn't be any other conspiracy.
I finally figured out the reason. The Japs wanted to kill me now, so I had to report it quickly. Maybe the Japs would really let me go!
It's a pity that I can no longer enter the county town to set up a stall, and I can't inquire about information from the organization.
They also have to undergo organizational investigation.
Follow me
(End of chapter)
