September 18, cloudy. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

From a distance, the endless sorghum is lush and green.

The turquoise color was so thick in sight that it could barely be dissolved.

The sun is miserable, although there is, it is better not to have it.

The wind blows its wilderness, and the heavens and the earth are dark.

Pairs of shoeed and unshoved feet, trampling on sorghum.

This will be the second time in the film that someone has deliberately stepped on sorghum – the last shot was only five or six days away.

That time, the man and woman were anxious, restless, and excited.

But this time, those feet were procrastinating, hesitant, and ...... Fearful.

The Japanese military vehicles had already driven in, and Japanese soldiers in khaki military uniforms were holding guns in their hands, surrounding all the people, and the guns were not far behind them.

In the camera, the nearby villagers who changed their clothes and temporarily starred in the group performance finally showed a look of bowing their heads under Li Qian's repeated requests, while Kang Mingming was wearing pants and a pair of cloth shoes, but his bare upper body was painted black, and he followed the adults around, turning his head curiously from time to time to look behind and at his side.

At this time, he didn't understand what was going on at all, he just felt that it was fun for many people to step on sorghum together, so he was excited and active.

There was a lot of noise at the scene.

Of course, when it appears in the edited film, at this time, a lot of trivial shots shot this morning will be inserted-

A Japanese soldier holds a gun, aims, aims, raises his hand, makes a shooting pose, and simulates the sound of a gunshot, BIU...... , and then, he took aim again, BIU......

A Japanese soldier beside him, who should be a small officer, laughed, patted him on the shoulder affectionately, and said something in Japanese.

Appearing on the subtitles, his Japanese sentence will be translated into Chinese: If you want to practice marksmanship, I can let you practice later! Don't worry! There are a lot of people here!

Hahahaha!

The two Li Qian didn't know where Feng Bicheng found the ordinary group performance, and it took two or three days to memorize and practice these few sentences of Japanese, and when they said it at this time, according to the director's request, the two of them laughed.

Then, a thick piece of wood was tied to a military truck, and a Japanese soldier stood behind the truck and jumped up, holding the wood sticking out of the truck with both hands, exerting strength on his waist and abdomen, and put his feet on it, turning around, making a monkey looking at the moon, which was playful and funny.

There was also a burst of laughter all around.

Finally, a large open space was stepped out.

It is not known how many times larger than the place where Jiu'er and Yu Zhanao met at the beginning.

On the sorghum field that he stepped on, Wei Yizong took his junior apprentices and carefully skinned a cow, and the bloody cowhide was put on the front of the military vehicle in one piece.

The people were driven by guns and stood together, and not far in front of them was the military vehicle.

Several Japanese soldiers dragged two dying men over and hung them up with ropes and wires.

It was the log that the Japanese soldier had climbed up to play with the gesture just now.

The wind hunted, the Japanese officer held the saber in his hand, tilted his head slightly, and shouted a few words, and then, the Japanese translator beside him "Hai" said, walked to the military vehicle, came to Wei Yizong's side, took out a silver dollar, and said: "It's good to peel it, this is the Taijun reward you!"

Wei Yizong was shirtless, skinny, nodded and took the silver dollar, and was overjoyed, "It's over, it's over, it's a mouthful of food." ”

The translator said: "Taijun also praised you for peeling well!"

Wei Yizong became more and more overjoyed, "The chief has won the award, the chief has won the award! So-so!" He also tilted his body with his head probed, looked at the Japanese officer, and nodded his head in court.

The translator said again: "Taijun said, peel one, it's not enjoyable, let you peel another one!"

Wei Yizong was stunned when he heard this, and immediately rejoiced, "Cheng, Cheng, Cheng!"

I originally thought that he was captured by the army, not to mention the money, even if it was good to save his life, who knew that there would be money to be made? Of course, the more the merrier!

So while agreeing, he turned his head to look at the herd of cattle and sheep that had been looted by the Japanese army.

The Japanese translator sneered and said, "Look there!"

With a finger of his hand, Wei Yizong turned his head to look at it, and was stunned for a moment.

On the military vehicle, there was a man hanging.

The Japanese translator said: "See, go and skin him!"

Wei Yizong looked back in amazement, smiled, and bowed, "Sir...... You—You're really kidding!"

The Japanese translator sneered again, "Who is joking with you, go, skin him!"

Wei Yizong was stunned, and glanced back at the man who was hanged up again, and then turned around.

The Japanese translator was already quite impatient, "What to see, go, don't go quickly!"

Wei Yizong looked back for the third time, and the expression on his face was extremely complicated, timid, and puzzled, "Sir, that, that...... That's a person!"

The Japanese translator frowned impatiently, "What nonsense, go and skin him!"

Wei Yizong smiled helplessly, waved his hands together, and begged for mercy, "No, sir, no, you, you spare me, I'm ...... I ......," he said, and began to make a big fuss, "You can spare me, I really can't...... Spare me......"

As he was talking, the Japanese officer over there shouted a few more words.

The Japanese translator turned around and listened, "Haiyi", turned his head, raised his face, and raised his toes, "Taijun said, if you don't peel it well, let people open your chamber!"

Wei Yizong's movements suddenly stopped, and his arched hand was still raised in the air.

The camera pushes over and gives a close-up of his facial expression.

It was a heart-wrenching face, and it was an expression that made people bite their lips inexplicably.

The Japanese translator no longer paid attention to Wei Yizong, walked up to the people, and said, "Listen, everyone! You have also stepped on sorghum, now, let you open your eyes, take a look, and skin people!"

"You can see clearly the person hanging above, this is the end of going against the imperial army! If anyone dares to go against the imperial army again, just think about this human skin!"

…………

"Click! over, next shot!"

…………

Wei Yizong's eyes were glazed.

With a thud, an iron bucket with half a bucket of water was thrown in front of him.

The loud noise startled him.

Looking down, the camera swept down - that was the tool he had used to killing cattle and skinning them for twenty years.

Bucket only.

But at this time, he was horrified.

…………

"Click!"

Li Qian was still wearing the cardigan coat in the play, stood up excitedly, held a horn in his hand, and said loudly: "All of them are there, and then catch up with another shot!"

At this time, he excitedly unbuttoned it, looked around, and felt that there was nothing to advise, so he considered returning to the ranks of actors, and then there was his shot.

But at this time, I heard Lu Lingxi suddenly sigh and sighed with emotion: "Teacher Wei's acting skills are really ...... God!"

Li Qian smiled, "He has been preparing for more than 20 days!

Lu Lingxi smiled helplessly and shook his head.

…………

Crash!

A bucket of cold water was poured on the bald man who was hanged.

The man was instantly awakened by the cold water, and raised his head, his face covered with blood.

Later, a footage will be re-filmed and cut in, that is, the onlookers will shout in surprise and whisper: "Bald three cannons!"

At this point, however, no.

It's a coherent shot.

A few guns with bayonets pointed at Wei Yizong, "Go!"

Wei Yizong looked like he was about to cry, and in desperation, he bent down to carry water.

He took a towel from the water, brought water, and scrubbed the blood stains of the bald three cannons, who had been tortured to the point of dying, and then saw that it was his old buddy, and said with difficulty: "Give me a ...... Rejoice, under the yellow spring, I will not forget...... Don't forget your ......"

The Japanese translator had a cigarette in his mouth and said impatiently: "What are you talking about!

Wei Yizong seemed to have returned to normal, and while continuing to tease the water, he smiled with wrinkles on his face, smiled, nodded and said to the translator: "Sir, this cold water is excited, he is easy to ......."

While speaking, he still scrubbed the body of the bald third cannon, and at the same time whispered: "Boss, I'm afraid you won't be able to pass this level this time, and I Hu Er can't do it!"

At this time, the Japanese officer shouted a loud reprimand, and the interpreter urged again, "Hurry up!

Wei Yizong turned around, nodded and smiled at the translator, and then walked over and took the knife from his stunned young man.

The Japanese translator shouted, "Hurry up!"

The camera closely followed Wei Yizong's footsteps.

Three steps ahead of the Ox Knife, the bald cannon raised his head with great difficulty, and a pair of eyes were fierce, and those eyes were full of anger—

"Dog!"

He shouted.

Near the camera, Wei Yizong's shoulders trembled slightly.

In the depths of the field, between the two of them, is the fully peeled and wonderful cowhide on the front of the military vehicle!

The bull's eyes of the bald three guns glared angrily and gritted their teeth.

Although he is about to die, he still does not lose the majestic posture of a generation of reckless and wicked people.

"Japanese dogs!

He yelled angrily.

I almost used up the last bit of strength in my body.

Wei Yizong lowered his head, clutched the knife in his hand, and walked over.

"Dog!"

The bald cannon roared.

Wei Yizong moved two more steps.

"Dog!"

The bald cannon roared.

…………

Li Qian waved his hand, and the second machine hurriedly ran over and aimed at Wei Yizong's face in the armpit of the bald third cannon.

…………

"Dog!"

At the last shout, the bald cannon used all his strength to tremble.

In the camera, Wei Yizong slowly raised his head and showed a weird and inexplicable smile at Wei Yizong.

That feeling is like looking at each other and smiling when two old friends reunite for many years.

…………

After filming this scene, the No. 3 aircraft quickly withdrew.

The No. 1 machine continued to catch Wei Yizong and the bald three guns.

Two people, on the left and right of the camera.

Wei Yizong stretched out his hand and pressed the head of the bald third cannon to prevent him from shaking around.

"Master, let's go!" he whispered.

Poke it with a knife.

Positive fossa.

The bald cannon screamed "ah".

Wei Yizong drew his knife, turned around suddenly, and yelled and rushed at the Japanese!

"I'll grass your ancestors!"

Da-da-da-da!

Machine guns rang out.

***

This chapter is finished, exhausted!

A lot of minor adjustments to the original version, added or deleted, are just my personal understanding and interpretation, written and understood from the perspective of "if I want to remake", where the level is not enough, forgive me!