Beidaokou Town.
The green fields of the past spring have disappeared.
Waves of cold air kept creeping into the window of a broken house.
Next to the open door of the broken house stood a traitor in black clothes with a rifle on his shoulder.
There was a stove burning in the middle of the room, and a choking smoke mixed with the smell of blood lingered in the room, and then spread out toward the door.
Squatting on the ground was a middle-aged man who was tightly wrapped in fur clothes and had his hands folded in fur sleeves.
The middle-aged man looked at the pile of rags on the cold ground in front of him: "Li Fengtian, this is your last chance. As long as you name the people under your command, I can still let you live!"
Among the piles of rags on the ground... suddenly a weak voice came out: "Bah, you wolf-hearted guy, I am really blind."
That's not a pile of laundry!
It was probably the man named Li Fengtian who was speaking in the pile of clothes. Unfortunately, no matter how he looked... he couldn't tell that there was a person hidden in the pile of tattered clothes.
The middle-aged man who was scolded as a wolf-hearted man had no expression on his face. He raised the whip in his hand and pulled out the pile of clothes. Finally, half of his face covered with whip marks was revealed in the pile of clothes.
The traitor standing guard at the front door was terrified, his scalp was numb, and he was almost scared out of his wits. He trembled and turned his face away, not daring to look at the miserable scene.
He really didn't dare to look!
Because the Eighth Route Secretary named Li Fengtian on the ground had his hands cut off at the wrists and his feet cut off from the ankles.
The man's clothes had long been whipped into messy strips of cloth, and the blood on his body that had not yet dried was still seeping out from the wounds burned by the iron.
The blood that didn't have time to dry continued to flow on the rags that had solidified into brown many times, and soon became covered with brown again.
After all this, he's still not dead, the Eighth Route Army is really amazing...
The cold voice of the squatting traitor sounded again: "How silly that we were once comrades in arms, don't say that I didn't give you a chance!"
"The surname Wu... I... Japanese... your ancestor... the eighteenth generation... you will die... this heart... organization... sooner or later... will kill you... ...You...bastard..." The one on the ground was so strong that he could even make a small sound from between his teeth.
He spat out thirty short words intermittently, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and you could hear his teeth chattering as he spoke.
The middle-aged traitor surnamed Wu couldn't help but smile ferociously: "Haha, organization? The organization won't make things easier for me? Then I'll kill all the organizations you talk about!"
"Stop dreaming...you...really thought...that by changing your name...Wu Jinshan...the organization...can't find you...you betray...the country... .National...interests...traitors...bastards...hit by God...struck by lightning...sooner or later...won't...die..."
"You won't let me live a good life? Those who are caught by me will not have a good life!" The cruel traitor Wu Jinshan pulled out the red-hot iron from the stove nearby and pressed it directly on the ground between the rags on Li Fengtian's chest.
With a hiss, a puff of white smoke immediately erupted from the contact point between the soldering iron and the body. Mixed with the gray smoke from the ignited cotton-padded clothes, Li Fengtian let out a short scream, and the sound suddenly stopped.
From the looks of it, he must have fainted again.
Hearing the screams, a man in patched black clothes walked outside the door.
After the man in black came in, he directly ordered the traitor guarding the door: "Get out first!"
When the traitor went out, the man in black walked up to the traitor Wu Jinshan and said, "Brother, we have to take him out for public execution later. Please be gentle."
Wu Jinshan kicked Li Fengtian on the ground, turned his head, and said with a ferocious look on his face: "When will it be your turn to interrupt what I'm doing?"
The man in black was a little helpless: "Something happened over there, Commander Wang!"
Wu Jinshan inserted the soldering iron into the stove and was stunned for a moment: "Something happened? What happened?"
"A few days ago, Wang Sanzhu led a team of more than a hundred people to clear out the anti-Japanese elements in our area from Huang County. They were ambushed by the guerrillas and suffered heavy losses."
Wu Jinshan said expressionlessly: "Tell me more details!"
"Brother, I think this matter is not simple. Wang Sanzhu was first ambushed by the guerrillas and fled back to Huang County with the remaining soldiers. When Wang Taigong learned about the situation, he was furious and gathered two thousand people. The imperial army also sent a battalion of security troops to encircle and suppress them. But he was beaten to a pulp by the guerrillas again!”
Wu Jinshan finally frowned: "guerrillas? The Eighth Route Army or the National Army?"
"According to the bandits who escaped back, there are both the National Army and the Eighth Route Army! The National Army and the Eighth Route Army have formed a coalition!"
Wu Jinshan was stunned for a moment, but immediately denied: "Absolutely impossible! The Eighth Route Army may cooperate with the national army to fight against the Japs, but it is absolutely impossible for them to form a coalition!"
"That's what I originally thought. The Eighth Route Army and the National Army are mortal enemies. But this time our people really discovered that the National Army guerrillas entered our defense area...could it be...that the Eighth Route Army changed its stance?"
Wu Jinshan shook his head: "The farmers represented by the Eighth Route Army and the landlords and bourgeoisie represented by the National Army are natural and mortal enemies. It is impossible for them to get together! By the way, is there the whereabouts of the Eighth Route Army?"
"Uh... listen to me first... this matter is not over yet. What's even more outrageous is that the night before yesterday, Wang Sanzhu made a secret trick to attack the Eighth Route Army's team escorting prisoners and wounded soldiers. As a result, they were ambushed again by the Eighth Route Army, resulting in a loss of two hundred After many people, we returned to Huang County yesterday!"
Wu Jinshan frowned: "He Xiu, you and I both know that although the Eighth Route Army has good combat effectiveness, it has always been short of weapons and ammunition. It is impossible to be the opponent of Wang Taigong and his gang. This is weird!"
Wu Hexiu hesitated for a while: "Could there be national troops operating in this area?"
Wu Jinshan shook his head: "The national troops in the mountains have been surrounded by the little devils. They can't protect themselves now. How can they dare to come to this area at this time?"
"I always feel like there's something wrong with this. It's best for us to keep a low profile during this period."
"The security forces have just carried out the sweep, and the main forces of the Eighth Route Army have all gone east. Where is the Eighth Route Army in this area? Besides, we have a big Japanese tree at our back, so there is no need to keep a low profile!"
"The situation is very different now, brother. When you were a high-ranking official in the Eighth Route Army, there were only a few hundred people in the Eighth Route Army in this area. In the past two years, we have killed nearly a thousand Eighth Route Army. It can be seen that the Eighth Route Army cannot kill them all at all, but more and more. The more you kill..."
"You know what the heck, that little devil has now gathered nearly 200,000 people and will soon launch a general attack on the national army north of the Yellow River. Those reactionaries will definitely surrender. If we can't secure Hua County now, After they surrender and become puppet troops, what do we have to do here?" Wu Jinshan surrendered to the Japanese, but he himself didn't think it was a big deal. As for calling him the Japanese Imperial Army, he wasn't that mean! But in troubled times, what can be more important than enjoyment?
Wu Hexiu obeyed his brother's words, but he was not a brainless person: "Anyway, I don't think it's a good idea for you to do this. If there is really no Eighth Road in this area, the so-called flying birds are all good and the bows are hidden, then what use will we have?" ?”
"Hexiu, that little devil has hundreds of thousands of troops occupying such a large area. They are soldiers and don't know how to govern!
Doesn't he want people to govern such a large area?
Although there has been a drought in the past two years, the drought will pass sooner or later. When the Japanese defeat the national army, then we will have a foothold in establishing a government. "
Wu Hexiu was stunned for a moment: "Didn't you teach me before that the Eighth Route Army would eventually win?"
"Haha, it used to be before, and now it is now. Now our brothers have occupied Hua County, Wang Sangong has occupied Huang County, Jia Laosan is in Pu County, Li Ying's First Route Army is in the north, Guo Qing is in the northwest, and An County is there There is Wang Ziquan beside me...
Look, that little devil said that after occupying so much land, he will eventually have to rely on us Chinese to govern him! As long as some of our men have guns, we can live comfortably in this troubled world. "
Wu Hexiu, however, insisted: "Anyway, it's your fault that you made enemies with the Eighth Route Army because of a woman."
Wu Jinshan's face darkened: "Are you still mentioning that? When will it be your turn to dictate what I do?"
Wu Hexiu couldn't help but want to get angry: "Brother, are you crazy? If you ask me to join the Eighth Route Army, I will join the Eighth Route Army. You are the eldest brother, and you ask me to work with you in the secret service team. If I leave the Eighth Route Army, I will join you, but you Don’t even think about it, the little hooligans on the streets all know to leave a fine line in everything so that we can meet again someday!”
Wu Jinshan didn't want to have a quarrel with his brother, so his expression softened: "Haha, although the Eighth Route Army shouted slogans loudly, they misjudged the situation. You and I have also been to Xinxiang, and the Japanese aircraft, artillery and tanks are everywhere. , can that be defeated by the shotgun in the Eighth Route Army's hand?"
Wu Hexiu was speechless after saying a few words: "Yes, yes, I can't help you, you can do whatever you want! This Li Fengtian used to be so stupid and is also our brother, can't you give him a good time?"
"Bullshit, you and your men killed hundreds of Eighth Route rebels, and now you are telling me this..." Wu Shishan's expression changed again: "That's not right, did you receive a warning letter from the Eighth Route Army?"
"What a warning! Their work team was almost completely wiped out by me. As the saying goes, the rafters will die first. I just think... let's not do things too far!" Wu Hexiu emphasized again.
"Haha, it seems that you were scared out of your wits by Wang Sanzhu and the others being ambushed by the guerrillas, right? Well, you immediately call Lieutenant Colonel Lin Zhengzhi in Xinxiang and tell them that the main force of the Eighth Route Army has appeared in our defense area and ask them to send people to clear it out. .”
Seeing that his brother was determined to go against the Eighth Route Army, Wu Hexiu shook his head, stopped trying to persuade him, and prepared to leave.
Suddenly feeling unbearable, I turned around and glanced at the man on the ground... There was no white smoke coming out of that man's nose... There seemed to be no movement.
I couldn't help but stepped forward, stretched out my hand and probed in front of Li Fengtian's nose: "Hey...brother...this old guy Li Fengtian is dead!"
Wu Jinshan, who was next to him, snorted from his nose: "Hmph... If you die, you will die. You should immediately spread the word to the outside world. The public shooting meeting will be rescheduled for tomorrow. By then, those eight groups will come to the rescue and catch them all!"
"But this Li Fengtian is dead..."
"As long as we say he's not dead, what the hell does he know about those gangsters? Later, we can randomly find a suspect to change his clothes, cut off his tongue and brand a few marks on his face. Who the hell can recognize him?"
The traitor said this lightly...
Thanks to Hanjiang Chuxue, the boss has made a fortune. Your reward makes me excited...
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Wu Jinshan's original name was Wu Lantian.
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