It had just rained during the day, and the sky had not yet cleared, and on the muddy ground where the crops had been pulled, the three hundred strong men who had been captured by the Japanese from all over the world were working under the pressure of the enemy's bayonets.

Zhu Ge followed a group of people to dig out the stones on the ground, and Wu Gong and a few who looked strong were arranged to chop wood on the mountain.

The gloomy weather overwhelmed the people, the devil's bayonets and machine guns were like poisonous snakes, and the first day of resistance was exchanged for more than two dozen people being bitten to death.

At night, hundreds of people were crowded in a simple grass hut, and Zhu Ge sighed slightly next to Wu Gong.

"We can't go on like this, we have to find a way."

"Hmm." Wu Gong didn't say much, only gently kneaded Zhu Ge's shoulder. After a day's hard work, Mr. Teacher was exhausted and soon fell asleep.

The weather turned clear, the scorching sun was on the head, many people could not bear it, heat stroke, overwork and other situations occurred from time to time, once the sick lost labor, the devil's bayonet would be merciless, so two days down, more than a dozen people were killed, the sick people did not dare to stay in bed, can only pretend to be healthy.

Zhu Ge didn't know whether the Eighth Route Army and the National Army in Long County were still there, and he didn't know how many troops there were in Wuji County, he was worried that the messenger would not arrive in time, and he was worried that the people here would lose more lives on impulse.

"The Eighth Route Army will be here soon." He kept comforting the tired folks, and also told himself.

Zhu Ge, who had never done hard work, had already ground out blisters in his palms, and he didn't dare to grab the shovel, squatting on the ground to break the blisters.

The whip was pulled down without warning, and Zhu Ge felt that his back was burning hot. The Japanese soldiers who supervised the work scolded indiscriminately, Zhu Geqiang stood up, grabbed the shovel in pain, and continued to level the ground. In the past few days, martial arts have been arranged to go into the mountains to cut down trees. It wasn't until dinner time that I saw him appear exhausted.

"Beaten?" Wu Gong walked up to Zhu Ge and asked with his hand touching the blood stains on his back.

"I didn't pay attention, I was flicked with a whip. Out of the way. "Actually, he hurts a lot, but he just doesn't want Wu Gong to worry.

When he slept, Zhu Ge could only lie on his side, and the whip marks extended from his left shoulder to his right waist, rising high, red, swollen and bleeding. Wu Gong took a deep breath, clenched his fists, tore off a corner of his clothes, dipped it in water, and cleaned the wound on his back.

"Bear with me."

Zhu Geqiang endured the pain, and his back trembled.

Wu Gong gently kneaded his shoulders and arms until Zhu Ge fell into a deep sleep. Wu Gong took off his clothes and covered him, and raised his head to look at the blurred outline of the mountains in the distance, his eyes were deep.

Before dawn, the sound of whistles and loud scolding came, and Wu Gong bowed his head and kissed Zhu Ge's forehead and told him to get up.

"Work during the day and mix in the crowd, don't be alone."

"Hmm." Zhu Ge agreed in a daze.

"Don't do heavy work, be careful of the injury to your back."

Zhu Ge opened his eyes and saw Wu Gong's concerned expression, and his heart felt a little warm.

When queuing up to receive the meal, Zhu Ge asked Wu Gong helplessly: "I don't know if the people you sent out found the rescuers, if it goes on like this, more people will die, and the devil's airport can't be built for him." ”

"Don't worry, it's coming."

Endured the pain in my back, another day passed, and everything was business as usual. It's just that when the team that cut down trees came back at night, Zhu Ge didn't see martial arts.

He asked the people he was going out with while he was eating, and the answer he got made him almost faint.

"Mayor of the town, Wu Gong slipped his foot when he was cutting down a tree during the day and fell down the mountain..."

"What?" How could it be, how could he fall down the mountain with such flexible legs and feet!

"The devil went down to look for it, but the back of this mountain is too steep, and it is a pile of rocks, so there is no way to go down at all, I guess... Nine times out of ten, he fell to his death. ”

Zhu Ge staggered back to the crowd with the bowl, as if he had been stabbed in his heart, and the pain was uncomfortable.

It was slowly getting dark, Zhu Ge curled up in the grass hut, the wounds on his body were cracked, and blood oozed out of his clothes, but at this time, he was in pain.

He didn't believe in martial arts and died so easily. He was seriously injured and could have survived rolling down such a high mountain, how could he die so easily, unless he did it on purpose.

Zhu Ge sat up suddenly, his face flashed with joy, he felt that his judgment was correct, Wu Gong must have deliberately fallen down the mountain and ran out to find rescuers. Besides, he is athletic and has a gun in his hand, so he will definitely be fine.

Zhu Ge kept comforting himself, but he couldn't sleep all night. He ate, slept and worked as usual, without saying a word, the only thing he needed to do was wait.

His judgment proved to be correct, and on the fifth night of Wugong's escape, a loud bang shook the earth.

"Don't panic, everyone!" Zhu Ge hurriedly calmed the villagers who were frightened from their sleep.

The Japanese reacted quickly, gathered men and weapons, and quickly became a state of combat readiness.

The explosion fell in the mountains and forests, quickly igniting Dapo Mountain, and the fire spread by the wind, and the crackling sound was faintly heard. A few minutes later, there was another explosion, a few hundred meters from the first explosion, at the foot of the hill where the timber was stacked.

Zhu Ge's first reaction was that Wugong was back, but where did the explosives come from? Did he fall from the mountain and not get hurt?

According to Zhu Ge's instructions, the villagers all lay on the ground, and Zhu Ge took out the gun hidden in the straw mat and crawled at the door to observe the situation outside.

The devil estimated that it was artificially detonated by the explosives, and shot at the explosion point with his life. Zhu Ge's heart was about to jump out, such a dense shooting, martial arts were very dangerous.

While all his energy was focused on the mountain, Zhu Ge noticed that there was movement in the barbed wire fence around the grass hut, and he carefully identified by the light of the fire that at least a dozen people were coming in through a gap in the barbed wire.

Zhu Ge didn't dare to make a sound, only waved his hand vigorously, hoping that those people could see this.

Sure enough, someone noticed Zhu Ge. And quickly rushed over.

"Are you alright?"

"I didn't..." Zhu Ge suddenly raised his head and saw Zheng Liang, "Why are you?" Didn't you get court-martialed? ”

Zhu Ge instinctively retreated, dodging Zheng Liang's outstretched hand.

The mermaids in the back rushed in, and it seemed that there were twenty or thirty people, judging from their clothing, they were the special operations squad of the national army.

Zheng Liang looked at Zhu Ge and ran over with the team.

The attack from behind caught the devil by surprise, and the mountain began to shoot down the mountain again, and it didn't take long for the Japanese army to stop moving.

"Folks, the devil has surrendered, let's line up and get ready to go home."

Zheng Liang stood at the door of the straw shed, and his crisp voice excited everyone.

Except for Zhu Ge.

The people walked out of the barbed wire fence under the mutual send-off of the rescue team, and Zhu Ge was at the end, followed by Zheng Liang.

"What about martial arts?"

A hint of disappointment flashed across Zheng Liang's face and he shook his head.

"Are you really with him?"

"What about others?" Zhu Gedang didn't hear his question.

"On the mountain, lead the way for the other team."

Zhu Ge took a deep breath, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised.

When I returned to the town, I found that a regiment of national troops was stationed here. He comforted the villagers and walked home with the pain in his back.

Pushing open the gate, weeds were already growing in the vegetable garden, and the herbs planted by Chuanxiong were growing luxuriantly.

He stood at the foot of the front steps of the door, looked at the window of the back room, and seemed to feel something, and unconsciously walked inside.

The door curtain was lightly opened, on the earthen kang, the tiger skin was stretched, and the martial arts lay quietly on it, sleeping peacefully.

This article is from the book king novel