Lao Geng followed the team and ran down the riverbed. Along the way, he watched the bloody scene of the soldiers of the Ninth Company ruthlessly clearing away the prisoners. For a moment, he felt at a loss and his scalp was numb.
It wasn't until I followed a soldier and picked up a rifle from the ground that my mood turned from nervousness to excitement.
Seeing the soldiers of the Ninth Battalion continuing to advance north, no one seemed to notice his action of picking up the gun, so he quickly pulled another rifle onto the ground.
The palms of his hands rubbed against the cold metal of the rifle he was holding and began to sweat. After pulling two more bullet belts and hanging them on his body, his excitement completely overcame his nervousness. His eyes were shining and he followed closely behind the team advancing north. .
There was a lot of people in the front, but there were occasional gunshots. It seemed that... the battle was coming to an end.
When he ran up the river embankment out of breath, he saw the health soldiers of the Ninth Battalion bandaging the wounds of the wounded, and there were strange screams.
Most of the soldiers were cleaning the battlefield in an orderly manner.
Some soldiers took the disarmed security forces and gathered them in the wilderness north of the river embankment.
Some people carried the corpses of the security forces into the darkness...
Seeing the prisoners squatting in a large group on the ground, Lao Geng's inner excitement turned into hatred. He really hated those traitors who were working for him!
Many comrades died in their hands. Seeing the familiar faces of the security forces who used to dominate the common people, he clenched the rifle in his hand, his whole body seemed to be trembling, and there was only one voice in his heart: Dog r You too have today.
In a few steps, he ran to the prisoners kneeling on the ground and saw clearly the faces with fear in their eyes one by one.
They were all from the same town. There were two people in the security force who knew Lao Geng. When they saw the rifle bayonet in Lao Geng's hand, they quickly lowered their heads and knelt on the ground trembling like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. They did not dare to meet Lao Geng's eyes. See.
He looked back and forth like this for a long time, wanting to stab a few security guards like the soldiers of the Ninth Battalion, but unfortunately, he didn't have the guts to do it. ． ．
The prisoners carried over several wounded soldiers from the security army, and heard the painful wails, screams and moans of the wounded soldiers. ． ．
Suddenly there was no pleasure in his heart, but more of a heaviness.
Calm down slowly.
No matter which party the person dies from, it is the strength of the Chinese people!
Even if the other party becomes a traitor, he should still be able to be saved. Thinking of this, he turned around and walked onto the river embankment.
Lao Geng trotted all the way, and soon found Hu Yi, and said directly: "Captain Hu...can you show mercy..."
Hu Yi, who was standing on the embankment blowing the cold wind, turned his head and said expressionlessly: "What did you say?"
Lao Geng couldn't bear it: "I think...can we...accept these people...after all...they are also Chinese..."
"Is it necessary?"
"Actually... I really wanted to kill all these people just now... to avenge the dead comrades..." Lao Geng was a little incoherent: "I admit... yesterday... I thought... You are just a road...I really hope you can get rid of these traitors at that time..."
Hu Yi was speechless: "You won't forget what you just said to me so quickly, will you?"
"At that time...I only had hatred in my heart...Maybe I should have been blinded by hatred!" At this point, Lao Geng paused: "I think...the superiors asked us to unite all anti-Japanese forces. I think ...It should be possible to draw them into the anti-Japanese ranks.”
Hu Yi shook his head, without any emotion in his voice: "Don't forget that they are enemies. You just told me that every one of them has blood on their hands."
Old Geng thought about the past and murmured: "Many of them were also forced by dog traitors. In order to prevent these people from rebelling, the traitors forced each of them to stab our comrades with a bayonet... .”
"You are an old underground worker...you should know the story of letting the tiger return to the mountain and the farmer and the snake!"
Lao Geng mustered up his courage: "I understand... you are the battalion commander, and you should also understand the last of our eight points of attention: do not abuse prisoners..."
Speaking of which, if I insist on taking action again, I will definitely make a mistake! Therefore, Hu Yi wisely said nothing.
Luo Fugui, who was standing behind Hu Yi, couldn't help it anymore: "Grandma's... shoot them all... where's the abuse?"
Unable to enjoy the pleasure of personally searching the corpses of prisoners, he was in a bad mood and his tone was full of hostility.
The so-called upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. There are not many literate people in Jiuying. This understanding seems... There is no problem.
For the first time, Xiong did not go to pick up the body in person this time, because since Xiao Hongying was injured, Hu Yi asked him to keep an eye on the girl at all times.
So after strictly ordering his soldiers to resolutely carry out his orders, he himself followed the girl to Beihe Embankment.
Luo Fugui himself knew that this was unreliable, and the small area where a few people stood immediately fell into silence.
They all pretended to accidentally see the busy soldiers cleaning the battlefield and carrying corpses to escort prisoners.
In fact, Lao Geng... didn't have much education, so after hearing Luo Fugui's words, he was stunned on the spot. What Captain Luo said... seemed to make sense...
Does giving someone a good time count as abuse?
After a while.
Two gray figures came in a hurry.
Ma Liang and a soldier quickly walked up to Hu Yi and saluted: "Batalion Commander!"
Hu Yi looked Ma Liang up and down and frowned: "What's going on?"
Ma Liang glanced at his bandaged arm and grinned: "Hehe, nothing's wrong... He was hit in both sides by a bullet. No bones were injured. It has been bandaged!"
Hu Yi nodded: "Be careful next time!"
Ma Liang then asked: "Do it now?"
Old Geng, who was listening next to him, understood the meaning of Ma Liang's question!
However, he really couldn't bear it, and asked Hu Yi again: "Can... let me communicate with them again?"
Hu Yi and Ma Liang both turned to look at Lao Geng.
Lao Geng seemed to have suddenly made a decision: "The Eighth Route Army cannot kill prisoners! This is not good for you either..."
Hu Yi turned his head and glanced at Ma Liang, and then said to Lao Geng: "It's up to you!"
Almost all the prisoners were brought to the river embankment and gathered together. There were more than 40 prisoners in total. About half of them were injured or not. They were trembling as they looked at the dark gun muzzles around them. No one dared to speak...
Now there is still a glimmer of hope that he is not dead, but in his heart he hopes that the other party will be merciful.
Wu Laojiu, who had just been taken over and was squatting on the ground with his head in his arms, saw Lao Geng's familiar figure appearing in his sight. He immediately felt as if he had fallen into a cold cave.
His arrival again finally caused a commotion among the prisoners.
Three security guards who must have known Lao Geng knelt on the ground and used their knees as legs to crawl towards Lao Geng: "Old Geng, please forgive me, we have no choice but to do so..."
"do not move..."
"Squat well..."
"be honest..."
The guarding soldier next to him lowered his gun several times, and the other security forces on the ground became quiet, all watching to see if the three people could save their lives.
The prisoners did not resist at all, and their evil nature of fear of death was fully exposed.
Someone who was knocked to the ground directly hugged Lao Geng's calf, tears streaming from his nose, sobbing: "You know, all those things in the past were forced by Wu Jinshan..."
"We have never robbed your food..." There is no one on the plain, and we still rob you...
"We also gave porridge to the victims..." This is true, but the fact is not necessarily the truth...
"Look...we didn't burn a single room when we came back..." If the house is burned and no one lives there...how can we collect taxes?
"Yes, yes... we didn't take a single hair from the village..." There was nothing in the village. Did we come all the way and just carry a few door panels back?
"You collected the corpses of the Eighth Route Army, and I helped you..." This guy seems to have forgotten that Lao Geng collected the corpses of the martyrs killed by the security forces, and gave him three oceans for each one...
As for now, his life is almost gone, how can he care about face at this time? The three security officers kowtowed like chickens, desperately begging for mercy...
Looking at the chaotic scene, Lao Geng's mind went back to the past. Many times, he and his fellow villagers were driven into the town by the security forces and saw with his own eyes the death of his comrades at the hands of these traitors.
He remembered very clearly that his subordinates were tortured to a dehumanized state by the traitors. When they saw him, they just nodded to him casually and did not betray him! After being identified by the traitors as the Eighth Route Army, he changed into a different person and shouted angrily at the traitors that they should die a good death, and then died generously!
Comrades were buried alive and suffocated to death...
The traitor let go of the dogs and was bitten to death...
Hanged alive...
The traitors poured oil on them and lit sky lanterns and burned them alive...
When did these traitors ever show mercy to their subordinates again?
As Captain Luo said, prisoners will not be tortured...
Does shooting count as torture?
It shouldn’t count!
When I went to the district for a meeting, my superiors emphasized many times that the identity of these puppet soldiers and traitors could only be dealt with after verification. It was up to the work team to decide whether they should be shot!
As an underground traffic officer, he is not qualified to decide the life or death of these people.
Although he was not qualified, he knew very well that none of the comrades of the armed work force were here. Whether or not to kill these people with the iron-blooded methods of the Nine Battalions was entirely up to him!
Lao Geng looked at the expectant eyes on the ground with a sinister look on his face...
How great it would be if they could be one of our own, this is quite an armed force!
Having worked here for many years, he knows how difficult it is to develop a base in enemy-occupied areas, and now several platoon leaders of the security army have been killed...
If the superiors could send someone to lead this team, wouldn't all this... be solved?
But can these people be used?
He's not sure either!
He has heard of Camp Commander Hu's story about letting the tiger return to the mountains and the story about the farmer and the snake!
If he hadn't intervened in the conversation between Battalion Commander Hu and Company Commander Ma just now, these traitors in front of him would probably be buried in the ground by now.
He has been working at the grassroots level for a long time. He knows better than anyone else that as a human being, no one has been raised by his parents who have endured hardships for twenty years, pooping and urinating. Once the bayonet is stabbed, everything will return to ashes, and dust will return to dust...
In fact, many people have nothing to do with Wu Jinshan. They were originally poor, but because they really couldn't survive, they took refuge in Wu Jinshan and became a security force.
He also thought of the desperate but determined eyes of those sacrificed comrades before they died. The hands of these people were all stained with the blood of comrades, and his blood rushed to his head: These people who surrendered to the enemy and became traitors deserve to die!
For a moment, the noise around him seemed to fade away, and he just felt confused!
He was hesitating whether to save the lives of these security forces...
Two voices kept intertwining in my head, one asking to kill, the other asking to keep these people...
This matter is really too big. He is just a traffic officer. He has never experienced such a big scene!
Dozens of lives are in his hands!
Lao Geng is really confused...
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