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Chapter 119: The One Who Doesn't Want to Be a Slave!

"The road of red sunset dust,

a team coming to battle from afar;

Shining flags fluttering with knives and guns,

The tragic sound of the trumpet marched in steps. Pinshu.com

The roadside farewells are bleak and serious,

There are also whimpering and silent wishes;

Message to the people of the generation no longer need to cry,

There is no hesitation in sacrificing for the country.

beads of sweat on the head, dirt on the body,

What are the hardships of the war that the man is afraid of;

It is better to die on the battlefield,

Never want to be a slave under the knife.

The disgrace of the heart of the staker of survival,

aroused the wrath of the strong man to rush to the crown;

Stab me in the throat and break my bones,

Never stop moving. ”

When the planes were bombing the Japanese army, there were bursts of singing from the grassland north of Chifeng. The commander of the 302 regiment, who was defending the border, hurriedly went with a battalion of fighters to check.

In the cold wind of minus 10 degrees Celsius, groups of soldiers, women, and children took difficult steps, and hundreds of horse-drawn plows and oxen-drawn plows slowly trekked forward with difficulty.

This group of people was the volunteers who fled into the Soviet Union when the Northeast Anti-Japanese Allied Army was surrounded and suppressed by the enemy. The "Northeast Anti-Japanese Volunteer Army", which once grew to more than 400,000 people, fought to the death against the Japanese invaders and won many victories, but was defeated disastrous by Chiang Kai-shek's "non-resistance" policy and the Japanese army's crazy "encirclement and suppression". The remaining more than 40,000 people wept goodbye to the white mountains and black waters and stepped into a foreign land.

However, the Soviets, who had long had a secret agreement with the island country, regarded this group of people as defeated criminals and were imprisoned in concentration camps for labor reform. They were disappointed, they didn't expect their friendly neighbors to treat them like this!

"I'd rather die in the Northeast than be a slave to live stealing abroad!"

Their strong conviction led them to flee to Outer Mongolia and back from Mongolia to Inner Mongolia. In the vast grassland, he was scarred in the fight against the Japanese army at home, and now he is fighting with nature!

Relying on the support of the spiritual power of hatred for the island nation, men protect women and children in the final struggle against death! The first thing people do before they set off every day is to bury the bodies of their loved ones. Many more fainted due to lack of food, and with the help of each other, they fought against the enemy and nature!

Hearing that there was a base for the anti-Japanese troops in Ma'anshan, the people who had lost the ability to walk had to shout with their last strength, hoping to leave the hope of life to their wives and children.

"Quick! Save! With tears streaming down his eyes, 302 picked up a big man and ran towards the barracks!

"Finally—home—it's home!" The big man tilted his head and fainted again.

"Yes, it's home! You have to hold on, and when you're well, we'll fight the devil side by side! 302 said emotionally, his feet quickening: "Doctor, doctor! ”

As soon as he arrived at the airport, Hou Dashun received a call from 302, and the mobile battalion used an armed vehicle to send the doctor to the station of the 302nd regiment, and worked hard to rescue this group of volunteers and their families who were frozen, hungry, and tired.

Hu Zhiyong received a telegram from Hou Dashun in Zhuanghe, and he couldn't help but explode with anger when he looked at it: "Tell Huang Jinshan to send the 38 rifle you get to the people who are willing to fight devils, and send all the grenades and mines out until they run out!" ”

"Young master, calm down!" Yinlong said softly, telling Hu Zhiyong not to be excited or emotional.

"Blame me!" Hu Zhiyong beat his thighs with remorse, and tears fell to his chest down the corners of his eyes: "400,000 volunteers, dead and wounded, fleeing!" The remaining part of it was a traitor for the little devil! If I wasn't afraid of things at the beginning, like supporting Deng Tiemei and Li Chaolan, I was only afraid that the Volunteers would still be active in the entire Northeast! ”

Yinlong shook his head: "What you did was not wrong! People are separated from the belly, do you know who is the soft bones? In case someone tells our old bottom to the little devils, the people of Zhuanghe and Xiuyan will suffer, and the base we have established will be wiped out by the devils like the volunteers without the support of the rear! ”

"It can't go on like this!" Hu Zhiyong stood up and said to Yinlong: "We must set up a recruitment point in Beiping and tell those who are willing to fight devils that we will give guns, money, and food!" Huang Jinshan set up a point outside to give all support to the surviving volunteers! ”

"Great idea!" Yinlong thought that this was the best, not only to keep the secret of Zhuanghe, but also to give strong support to the Yijun Gate.

Wang Dayong was a battalion commander under Li Du, the Japanese army concentrated superior forces to fight back frantically, Yongqing, the base camp of the volunteers, was occupied by devils, the old commander and he were scattered on the battlefield, and he retreated to the Soviet Union with the only remaining more than 100 brothers.

The family was killed by the devil, and only one younger brother was with him. He didn't expect that his weak brother would have the idea of surrendering and wanted to live a peaceful life in a small clerk in Manchukuo.

"You, traitor!" Wang Dayong's eyes were filled with anger, and he looked at his younger brother and pulled out a big knife.

"Brother!" The younger brother knelt down with a thud and begged to hug his brother's legs: "My parents are gone, and my sister has also been ruined to death by devils." I will die with you, our whole family is dead, and there is not even a follow, and the Wang family is about to be broken! I don't want to die, I'm still young! ”

"Bastard!" Wang Dayong kicked his kneeling brother and put his foot on his chest: "You-would rather be a slave?" ”

"Brother, it's better to die than to live, there is still hope in life, we have nothing to do when we die! Ask your brothers, he, him, he, which one of them is not secretly conspiring to escape? I can't endure this kind of hardship, I can't eat a full meal every day, and I can't even dig out the grass roots in the white snow everywhere! The bark of the tree is not even eaten by cows, sheep and animals, but we eat it with relish. ”

Wang Dayong burst into tears and shouted emotionally: "Brother, I didn't take care of you!" Go ahead, when you go to meet your parents, tell them that your son is not filial but he can't be spineless! ”

Wang Dayong slowly raised the knife, his hands trembling, his body trembling. But he didn't hesitate, and the blade was attached to his brother's neck.

"Brother, are you going to kill me?" The younger brother was scared and timid, he knew that his brother never blinked an eye when he killed devils, but today he trembled so much. The younger brother, who didn't want to die, begged and howled: "I don't want to be a hero, I just want to live safely." The whole of the Northeast is occupied by the islanders, and I just want to live on an errand! Brother, I didn't betray anyone, I wasn't a traitor, and I didn't want to pick up a gun to deal with the Chinese again! ”

"Soft bones!" Wang Dayong's hands gradually regained his strength, and his eyes were on fire and shouted: "I'd rather die standing than be a slave to the country!" Die! ”

"Click!" The younger brother's head and body were separated, and his eyes widened when he was dying, and his brother killed him! He's his own brother!

Wang Dayong didn't look at his brother again, he didn't dare to look at it, and he couldn't bear to look at it. But he stuck his broadsword behind his back and lifted the machine gun on the ground with both hands.

"Battalion commander."

"Battalion commander, spare us!"

"Can't!" Wang Dayong unswervingly pulled the bolt, and a few people kneeling down in the team said: "In the past, the ni were all my good brothers, let's live together and fight devils together." Eat in a pot and sleep on a bed. Now, I don't want to see you become traitors! You're dead, and you're still my good brother. As long as I live, I will think about taking care of your family! ”

"Dada......"

The machine gun roared, with grief, helplessness, and pain, as little ammunition as it had left. Wang Dayong threw away the machine gun in his hand and sat in a pool of blood. The rest of the brothers gathered around him and stood strong behind him.

"Battalion commander, it's not too early!" A platoon commander reminded that it was going to be dark soon, and that they would not be able to cross the mountains at night, and that encountering Russian border guards would cause misunderstandings.

"Let's go!" Wang Dayong stood up, his eyes looking around at his dead brother and several former brothers.

"Can't go!" There was a shout in the distance, and I saw more than a hundred people running in the snow, waving them to stop.

Seeing that it was not a devil, a traitor, or the Soviet soldier they hoped for, Wang Dayong pulled out a big knife and stood firmly in front of his chest. The group was so fast that in the blink of an eye, they came to the opposite side of the Volunteers.

"Who?" Wang Dayong looked at these people calmly, and he felt that these people came from unusual backgrounds. Wearing a sheepskin coat, cowhide military boots on the feet are rare. Especially the weapons in their hands, which they had never seen before.

"Brothers, you have suffered!" The person who came was Huang Jinshan.

After Ma'anshan rescued the volunteers who had fled back from the Soviet Union, Hu Zhiyong quickly thought: "The tragedy will continue, and the volunteers who cannot survive will take risks and go to Russia." ”

Huang Jinshan received an order to take three battalions to divide into nine routes and patrol the eastern section of the border about 4,320 kilometers long. They want to stop these people, they want to rescue the only remaining volunteers to stay, and continue to pick up guns and fight desperately with the Japanese army!

"Answer my words!" Wang Dayong looked at Huang Jinshan hostilely, he didn't think he was his opponent. But he won't surrender, even if he tries his last breath, he will have to compete with his opponent!

"Huaxia people!" Huang Jinshan felt that he didn't understand, and added: "It's a Northeast man who fights devils against Japan, just like you, he will never surrender to be a slave, and he will never surrender to be a traitor!" ”

"I believe it!" Judging from Huang Jinshan's speech and demeanor, Wang Dayong nodded convincingly and put down the big knife, and his body was about to fall down as soon as he shook.

Huang Jinshan hurriedly walked over to support him, took out the liquor and poured it into his mouth. The old group of soldiers who followed behind took out the food and distributed it to the other volunteer soldiers.

After a few sips of spirits, Wang Dayong finally had strength. took the canned food handed over by Huang Jinshan and used it, and after eating, he asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

"Yes, but you can't eat more!" Huang Jinshan helped him sit down, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Take a rest, and let you eat when you feel hungry again!" ”

A person who has been hungry for a long time will get carried away with joy once he sees food. By the time they feel full, the food swells in their stomachs and dies. Wang Dayong was so smart that he said with a wry smile: "You are full men, of course you don't know what it's like for us to be hungry." ”

"You're wrong!" The old group of soldiers came over and said to Wang Dayong on the ground: "We have been out for several days, and in order to have this little bit of food, we have eaten grass roots, rats and poisonous snakes just like you!" ”

"You're here to save us?" Wang Dayong was surprised, could it be that his commander rushed out and sent people to look for them?

"Yes, we are here to save you, and to save all the brothers who have been scattered and want to be smuggled abroad!" Huang Jinshan said with a sigh: "More than 10,000 anti-Japanese volunteers evacuated the Northeast, wept goodbye to the white mountains and black waters, and stepped into a foreign land. What happened to them was even worse, they were disarmed and treated like defeated captives! ”

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