On the moving door panel, one dead and one unconscious lay.
A group of black figures carrying two door panels turned into an alley in the north of the town.
The woman who was immersed in grief walked last with her fingers loosening and tightening while holding the shell gun. One of the door panels in front of her was her father's body, and the other one was the unconscious Balu who had killed her father.
Originally, she wanted to stab Na Balu to death directly, but she felt unwilling to do so... Killing him like this, painless and painless, was too cheap for him!
Therefore, she changed her mind and set up a mourning hall first, allowing the Eighth Route Army to experience all the tortures in the world, asking him about his family situation and killing him! Then cut off the head and pay homage in front of his father’s spirit.
He must be made to regret being reborn as a human in this life!
Not far behind her, there was sudden heavy gunfire from the town office again, which made her a little confused and even more puzzled. Could it be that... there was another Eighth Route Army over there from the town office?
To her now...the Eighth Route Army is her mortal enemy!
So she immediately changed her mind and told the black shadow in front of her: "Go back first, recruit our people, and then ask Banxian Wang from the west of the city to come over and set up the mourning hall, tie up the boy on the door panel and lock him up in the woodshed. Remember, you must keep an eye on him." !”
A dark figure in front slowed down, turned his head, and advised hesitantly: "Senior sister, I think it's better for you to be less involved in the town's affairs!"
"You don't have to worry about my affairs!" the woman blurted out. She was not in a good mood, but she was not stupid. If the Baidaomen wanted to save the world and save the people, they had to rely on these brothers, so they warned: "The Wu family surrendered to the Japanese." It is true that he is a traitor, but at least the people from all over the country have a way to live! You follow those bastards in Chongqing, how do they treat the life and death of the people... Do I need to talk to you again? If such a serious disaster occurs, even It’s been almost a year, and the people who have no food left have begun to eat people, but they still don’t care! Tell me, what shame do you have to ask me to mix in less?”
"Senior sister... the situation is very complicated now. We should hide in the dark and accumulate strength..."
"In the dark?" The woman sneered: "Dad just listened to your words and hid in the dark to serve as an instructor for this traitor. Now that dad is dead, no one can control you. If you feel that your wings are hard, you have to start your own business." ...I agree with that right now.”
"Senior sister, what are you talking about...Am I the kind of person who is ruthless and careless?"
"Then stop talking nonsense!" After the woman said this, she turned around and ran back along the street next to the shop.
When her father was killed, a raging fire of revenge ignited in her heart.
After staying here for a few months, I know the situation in the town very well. There is no one guarding the back door, so there must be no problem on weekdays, but if I really run into trouble on the Eighth Route, there might be someone guarding the back door!
So, he quickly climbed up from the back door to the roof of the backyard.
There were people everywhere in the front and back yards, which made her a little confused. Most of the people standing in the yard were security forces!
Does she know many people?
Just as he was about to jump down, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a gong breaking: "Grandma, it's crazy this time...Wu Laosi, this traitorous dog, has accumulated so much salt..."
He quickly held his breath and moved cautiously on the roof toward the room with the bright light and the sound.
...
Perhaps the town hall's feng shui was not good, so there were constant gunshots in this dark night.
People who were still in the town couldn't help but wonder, what happened?
A gunshot means something is wrong!
In this day and age, who of the people still in the town has little ability to cope with troubled times?
Families with family backgrounds in the town went into their cellars when the gunfire started.
In the yard near the town hall, those who had not gone down to the cellar nervously stared out from the crack of the door to see what was going on...
Unfortunately, nothing could be seen at the gate of the town hall except the lantern and the figures of people coming and going.
The gunfire was fierce and no one wanted to join in the fun.
The merchant hurriedly ran out of the inn with the goods on his back. If he didn't take advantage of the chaos and leave, who knows what would happen next?
Everyone who has been struggling in troubled times for a long time knows that although the north and south gates of the town are just decorations, whether bandits, devils or guerrillas arrive, they will occupy the south gate first!
According to many years of experience, as long as you climb out of the residential compound wall, you have left this place of right and wrong.
This is the best policy.
Familiar people kept greeting each other and running nervously towards the outside of the town. Groups of people were like mice scurrying in the alleys of the town. After entering a small courtyard, they directly moved away the debris blocking the back door and carried it. He took the goods out of the back door and ran towards the moonlit night.
The darkness is like a giant beast with its mouth wide open, waiting for their arrival.
The soldiers of the Ninth Battalion who were surrounded in place had been impatient for a long time. They watched the shadows getting closer and closer. They excitedly pushed the bolts of their guns and aimed at those shadows.
"Stop! Password..." A voice suddenly came from the ground in the moonlit night. Seeing that no one responded, the voice continued to shout: "Guns don't have eyes. Hurry up and squat down for me."
The person running ahead was immediately intercepted.
In fact, there were not many people running out. The soldiers were well prepared and it was not difficult to catch those who escaped.
However, not everyone is so honest.
After several guys with guns heard the sound, instead of stopping, they raised their guns and shot at the place where the sound came from in the darkness.
Bang...bang...bang...
The soldiers surrounding the town anticipated this situation in advance, and the caller immediately shrank his head after shouting.
The soldiers with guns were lying in ambush nearby, and the orders they received were to immediately enforce battlefield discipline if they dared to resist.
The muzzle of the gun had already been aimed at these black figures. A few sparks flashed from the muzzle and tore the night apart. The bullets penetrated directly into the bodies of the black figures running at the front.
The people following him widened their eyes in horror and quickly stopped and lay down.
Unfortunately, the people ambush in the darkness did not give them any chance.
Before they could react, the rushing bayonets were already pressed against the black shadow on the ground, and a cold voice sounded like it was coming from hell: "If you move again, I'll beat you to death!"
...
Not everyone runs away when faced with a crisis.
The second floor of a certain courtyard.
Several dark figures gathered under the windows in the house, looking towards the open space in front of the town hall.
After two cat meows, a dark shadow walked into the yard with great admiration.
The black shadow quickly went up to the second floor, said hello to the people hiding in the dark place on guard, and went directly into the house.
The black shadow slowly adapted to the darkness in the room, looked at the several figures in the room, and smiled faintly: "I didn't expect that after the little devils had just swept away, these Eighth Route Army moved faster than us and actually made a comeback."
"Are you sure it's the Eighth Route Army?"
"According to the person who reported the news from the security army, the Eighth Route Army attacked Wu Laosi's security army..."
"This is good for us. What happened to the gunshots over there just now?"
"Two Eighth Route spies came to the town. They must have secretly followed the police report. They attacked the reporter in the telephone room of the town office... One was killed by the town's joint defense team and the other was captured alive..." said the person who replied. It was unclear, and the members of the Ninth Battalion were confused by his reply.
"Well... we have to speed up the pace of the plan and kill Wu Laosi as soon as possible. From now on, this will fall into our hands." Obviously, the information obtained by this group of people was lagging behind.
"I always feel that if the Eighth Route Army comes sooner or later, there must be something we don't know about."
"Haha, that guy named Wu defected from the Eighth Route Army and killed the Eighth Route Army more ruthlessly than we did. Isn't this God helping us!"
"Hahaha...that makes sense."
"In my opinion, the Eighth Route Army is probably determined to attack the man named Wu this time."
"Haha, who can tell clearly? Maybe the Eighth Route Army deliberately let Wu Jinshan surrender to the Japs..."
"You have little knowledge... That man named Wu killed nearly a thousand people on the Eighth Route Army. Do you think this is possible given the temperament of the Eighth Route Army?"
"Hey, they are fighting with each other. Let's be fishermen this time. Wouldn't it be fun?"
I wish the deserters a happy Spring Festival and all the best!
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