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Liu Benshan huddled in the corner of the pig pen.
He looked desperately at Xu Mao, commander of the Third Regiment of the First Anti-Japanese Division, who was retreating.
Who is to blame?
It was he who cut off all escape routes.
Determined to follow the Japanese to become a high official and make a fortune.
now.
The fake policeman squatting next to Liu Benshan was so angry that his head was spinning.
They ignored the Northeast Field Army who pointed guns at them.
He pounced directly on Liu Benshan.
The fake policeman knocked off Liu Benshan's hat.
His hair was torn, and from time to time someone kicked him in the face or body.
"Don't hit your head!"
"Do not fight!"
"..."
Liu Benshan was lying in the pig pen, raising his hands above his head to protect his head, "Stop fighting!!"
While they were fighting.
Xu Mao returned to Ye Anran again. The corners of his mouth twitched, "Sir, would it be convenient for me to go to people's homes and take a look?"
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Ye Anran nodded.
He, Ma Jinhai, and Zhang Xiaoliu followed Xu Mao toward his fellow villager's home.
The guard battalion sent a squad of people to follow closely.
They checked in advance and stood guard in the alleys that Ye Anran passed by.
He followed Xu Mao into a small courtyard.
In the yard, Ye Anran stopped.
On the ground before him lay a body.
In one hand of the corpse, there was a piece of broken glass with sharp edges.
The man was lying on the ground, his eyes filled with resentment, hatred, humiliation and unwillingness.
Xu Mao stepped forward and helped the man close his unwilling eyes. The corners of his mouth trembled and he said, "Excuse me, sir, please come to the front and take a look."
Ye Anran took a few steps forward.
The moment he raised his head, he saw the woman lying in a pool of blood.
Behind him, Zhang Xiaoliu took off his military cap and roared angrily: "Who the hell did this?! What bastard did this?!"
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When Zhang Xiaoliu went crazy.
Ye Anran had already guessed who did it.
There are currently no Japanese alive in the city.
Only a few fake policemen were left in the pig pen.
The Anti-Japanese League had the discipline to treat prisoners preferentially.
Xu Mao didn't ask for any sympathy for them in this situation.
Suffice to say, they deserve to die.
Ye Anran suppressed the anger in his heart and looked at Xu Mao, "Commander Xu, please help this family to be buried in peace."
Xu Mao nodded, "Yes."
Follow Xu Mao out.
Ye Anran visited several more homes.
desolate.
miserable!
Ye Anran walked out of the common people's courtyard. He then pulled out the pistol from his waist, loaded the bullet, and walked straight towards the pig pen.
"stop fighting!"
Liu Benshan begged hard.
Those lackeys who worked under Liu Benshan thought that if they beat Liu Benshan violently in front of the Northeast Army, they would get a chance to survive.
only.
No one will give the traitor lackeys who bully the common people a chance.
Ye Anran turned around the courtyard wall intersection, then raised his pistol and shot at the dog leg who was beating Liu Benshan.
Gunshot!
Er Gouzi, who was beating Liu Benshan, was startled.
Until I saw someone shot in the back, slipped and fell into a manure pit.
Bang bang bang~
Ye Anran pulled the trigger continuously.
He drained a magazine of bullets.
Not killing them.
All the bullets hit the fake policeman's legs.
The Japanese soldiers who had been shot in the legs screamed in pain.
He looked at the expressionless Ye Anran with fear.
Ye Anran walked to the pig pen.
He took the submachine gun from the guard's hand, then pulled the bolt and shot a shot at their legs.
Da da da!
A round of bullets was fired.
All the legs of Liu Benshan and others were broken.
The scarlet blood covered up the stench from the cesspit.
Where they squatted, blood flowed down the slope of the pigsty into the manure pit.
Looking at the wasted legs.
Liu Benshan was frightened and desperate.
Ye Anran looked at Liu Benshan and others, "Jump down."
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Liu Benshan was stunned.
If you jump down, you will definitely die.
If you don't jump, you will definitely die.
Seeing that they didn't move, Ye Anran looked at the guards beside him and said, "Give me a grenade."
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Liu Benshan was paralyzed with fear.
Before the guard handed the grenade to Ye Anran, Liu Benshan jumped into the manure pit first.
Others jumped in like dumplings.
The cold and biting dirty water quickly contaminated their wounds.
As soon as I jumped in, someone fainted and drowned inside.
Ye Anran looked at Liu Benshan shivering in the manure pit.
"If you don't die for seven days."
"I will spare your life."
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Liu Benshan:...
Seven days!
If he can persist for thirty minutes, he is considered a god.
Ye Anran didn't waste any more time. He left one class behind and stared at Liu Benshan and others.
He led his troops to the east of the city.
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East of the city.
The 1st and 2nd regiments of the 1st Anti-Japanese Division quickly established blocking positions.
Yang Jisheng held up his binoculars and looked at the armored troops of the Japanese troops approaching the border. He said worriedly: "I don't know if the people in the city have been transferred out..."
Cheng Bin was lying behind a mound of dirt.
He opened his mouth and said with a look of resentment: "You still have concerns about the people in the city. Let's think about how we can get through this hurdle."
Yang Jisheng raised his head and looked at Cheng Bin, "Cheng Bin, I think there is something wrong with your consciousness."
"Why did we form the Anti-League?"
"Isn't it just to protect the people and fight away the little devils?"
"You are the deputy division commander and you cannot take the lead in having such negative thoughts."
Yang Jisheng sighed.
He didn't know why Cheng Bin became like this.
Cheng Bin said reluctantly: "If the soldiers are gone, who will protect the people?"
"We want to retain our fighting capacity."
"As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood."
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Yang Jisheng:......
What did he want to say.
In the end, he hesitated to speak.
After pondering for a few seconds, Yang Jisheng looked at Cheng Bin, "You can take a company of soldiers to the rear to assist the Third Regiment in relocating the people, okay?"
Cheng Bin frowned.
"This is your order. I am not running away from the battlefield."
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Yang Jisheng nodded.
He held up his binoculars and looked at the approaching Japanese tank troops.
"Deputy Commander Cheng, I will leave the work of transferring the people in the rear to you."
Cheng Bin lay on the slope and saluted Yang Jisheng, "Please don't worry, sir, I will only take one company with me."
He looked at the machine gunner Zhang Xiruo not far away from him, "I have to take away the most powerful machine gunner in the division. If he gets involved with the Japanese in the rear, the entire army will not be wiped out."
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Yang Jisheng did not refuse.
Zhang Xiruo is the most famous machine gunner of the First Anti-Japanese Division.
Guaranteeing the transfer of the people in the rear, with him around, Yang Jisheng feels at ease.
soon.
Cheng Bin took 115 people and broke away from the battle order.
Yang Jisheng didn't think much about it. He ordered all the troops to prepare for battle.
They are going to fight a fierce battle with the Japanese in the east of the city.
In order to keep the lives of the people in Bingcheng safe, Yang Jisheng had no intention of leaving the position alive.
In his eyes, the lives of ordinary people are above all else.
Higher than his own life.
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East of the city.
On a winding road.
Cheng Bin led the team to a hidden place and stopped.
He came out with these people.
All his usual best brothers.
Looking at the team of 115 people, Cheng Bin rubbed his hands and said, "Brothers, do you want to enjoy the hot and spicy food with me, my brother?"
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