59. Blood debt
By the time the battle arena was cleaned ahead, the night was already dark and could only be illuminated by the faint moonlight. Lin Xiangyi and the five of them stayed in the grass for a long time before they were taken back into the car by the driver sent by the person in charge to pick them up and walked towards the village in front.
Lin Xiangyi would not be naΓ―ve to think that they were going to spend the night here, the task was urgent, and there was no room for delay, and the reason why the person in charge could decide to stay, Lin Xiangyi did not think about it for reasons other than the need for help in this village.
"Stinger, I heard that Comrade Li Guoen woke up, thank you so much." As soon as Lin Xiangyi got out of the car, the person in charge walked over.
"Don't be so polite, it's not just your task, it's mine." Lin Xiangyi pointed to the direction of the car and said, "Now that people are asleep, the female doctor can just look at it, do you need my help here?" β
Lin Xiangyi offered to help, but the person in charge sighed and shook his head: "You are still in the car, this village seems to be too miserable now, I can't stand it as a big man, you, I'm afraid it won't work." Sooner or later, these cattle will be driven out of our land. It's all-like. β
was originally a cultural person who abandoned his pen and followed Rong, but now he is also forced to open his mouth to scold. The person in charge's sad and angry expression made Lin Xiangyi sigh in his heart: "Tucun again?" β
"It's not all, it's more cruel than that. You, forget it, you are a stinger, cultivated in Yan'an, you should be able to withstand it, you come with me. The person in charge sighed, said a few words to the female doctor in the car and the two people who stayed to protect the female doctor and Li Guoen, and took Lin Xiangyi into the village.
There was only moonlight outside the village, but in the village, the torches were red, and under the light of the fire, Lin Xiangyi clearly saw the blood-red blood stains on the ground at the entrance of the village, and even the air was full of the smell of blood.
The more he walked into the village, the more angry Lin Xiangyi felt in his heart, and the stumps that could be seen everywhere were thrown in all corners of the village at will.
"These are the corpses of the old people in the village." There was obviously a choked voice in the person in charge, and Lin Xiangyi didn't say anything, even when she saw it, in addition to being shocked, her eyes were also a little moist.
"According to the living people, those Japanese have been coming to the village for many years to collect grain, but this is the first large-scale massacre of the village, and it is the first time in history." The person in charge explained as he walked, "In the past, they took the food and left, but this time, because there is not much food, they feel that since these old people are old and useless, why waste food, so the old people in the village have suffered." β
"I'm afraid there are more than 30 of these corpses." Lin Xiangyi's fist was clenched tightly, and when she walked along the way, all she saw was a broken corpse, not even a complete corpse, "What about the head?" Why are it all limbs? β
"It's all in the square of the village where the grain is dried." The person in charge took Lin Xiangyi through a deserted and secluded alley, and then went to a large open space in the village where the grain was drying. There was a slight numbness in their eyes with hatred, and they mechanically repeated the movements of moving around in their hands.
On the side of the dried grain, there are many sharp knives that stand upright, and on those knives, the heads of the previous corpses are strung together. The heads of each one can no longer see their original faces, but the protruding eyeballs clearly show their uneasiness and unwillingness when they die.
"It's not enough for these animals to kill people, they even divided the corpses, and all these heads were strung here to warn others not to resist, otherwise this is the end." Responsible for humanism.
Lin Xiangyi saw that there were only a few people left in the village, and guessed that the Japanese warning had no effect, but their madness caused the revolt of these old peasants.
And the result of the revolt was at hand, and the unarmed peasants could only become innocent victims. And those who survived were only lucky, and they met the nearby guerrillas who rushed to the rescue listening to the sound of gunfire.
"The surviving children were hidden in the village." Following Lin Xiangyi's gaze, the person in charge couldn't help crying, and the emaciated children cried quietly on the already unrecognizable corpse, some were still young, and they didn't understand what was happening, but they just cried instinctively. One of those corpses is the women in the village, all of them are bare* breasts * exposed * breasts, and there is no cover for the lower * body, such a tragic situation, you don't need to think about it at all, you know what happened to them before they died.
"What about these kids?" There are not only seven or eight in a village, but the slightly larger ones over there are all helping to clean up the corpses, Lin Xiangyi doesn't know how these children can survive in this troubled world without the protection of adults.
"I don't know." "The guerrillas are afraid that it will not be possible for the guerrillas to take these children with them, at most I think they will take them to the next village to settle down." After all, guerrillas are also combat units, and it is impossible to have the ability to feed so many children. β
"Want revenge?" Lin Xiangyi squatted in front of a girl who looked relatively old and asked. That's why she asked, just to see how the children who had gone through this were in their minds.
The girl did not hesitate, and nodded neatly: "I think, but I am still too young, I will listen to my grandfather's words, learn my skills well, and one day go to participate in the war of resistance and drive all the Japanese who bully the Chinese out of China." β
I didn't expect the little girl to say this, she did see hatred in her eyes just now, but she didn't expect that this child also had righteousness in his heart.
"What's your name and how old are you?" Lin Xiangyi had long been thinking about building a small medical school that could inherit what she had studied, so when she saw these children, she also had an idea in her heart.
"I'm eleven years old this year, and my name is Wu Huaike." The girl looked at Lin Xiangyi and asked, "Are you also a communist?" β
Lin Xiangyi nodded: "You're right, but I'm still a little different from the Communist *Industrial* Party you think." β
"What's the difference?" The girl is obviously more curious, although she is still a little defensive and apprehensive when talking to Lin Xiangyi, but it is obvious that Lin Xiangyi's identity can make the girl feel more at ease. Looking at the girl's reaction, Lin Xiangyi had a deep sense of identity for the first time, just by virtue of a name can make people let down their guard, Lin Xiangyi knows that this is a sense of security and recognition that can only be done for the surname Bai.
"How to explain it, it's like day and night, some people are like daylight, picking up guns to fight for the war of resistance, and I am like night, hidden in this twilight, not seeing the light, but using my way to provide information to the soldiers in the front of the war."
"I know, I know, my grandfather and mother have told me that this group of people is the most admirable, they can't bear ordinary people, do things that ordinary people dare not do, and they are a group of people with great love in their hearts." The little girl instantly changed her eyes to Lin Xiangyi, and Lin Xiangyi was a little embarrassed when she looked at her.
"Your grandfather and your mother taught you well, but what about your father?" Lin Xiangyi guessed in his heart that the little girl's grandfather and mother were afraid that they had also read books and asked questions, and they belonged to people with wisdom in their hearts, otherwise the little girl would not be so sensible.
"My dad went to the front a few years ago and died in battle last year." The little girl had tears in her eyes, but she wiped her sleeve off and said very bravely, "I am not sad or afraid, my father is the bravest, and I am her daughter, and I will be just as brave." β
Hearing this, Lin Xiangyi's tears suddenly overflowed his eyes, and he turned his back to wipe away his tears, Lin Xiangyi smiled: "They all call me Stinger, you can call me sister, what about me, I want to take you and these children out of here, I know medical skills, marksmanship, and martial arts are also good, do you want to go with me?" I will take care of you, I will take care of them, I will teach you everything I can teach you. β
The little girl didn't speak, her eyes passed through Lin Xiangyi and looked at the uncles in the same village not far away, and then looked at the younger brothers and sisters around her, and after a long time she spoke: "We will learn a lot of skills, and then drive away the Japanese and come back to the village, right?" β
Lin Xiangyi nodded and replied: "You will grow up, you will become stronger, the Japanese will be driven away, and the war will definitely end." β
Japan is now sunset, and the rest of the battlefields of World War II have begun to reverse, Lin Xiangyi believes that the day of victory must be very close.
"I am willing to go with you with my brothers and sisters, we will be obedient and will not cause you trouble. We will also learn what you have taught us. Wu Huaike assured Lin Xiangyi very seriously.
Lin Xiangyi comforted the eight children here, then stood up and said to the people around him: "I think there are all boys of sixteen or seventeen, and it is estimated that eighty percent of them will be willing to fight with the guerrillas, so leave these eight small ones here to me." β
"But is your identity convenient?" The importance of the stinger in Shanghai, Yan'an has repeatedly telegraphed to emphasize that a large number of urgently needed drugs will be transported from her to various war zones every month, and she has also cooperated with more difficult operations in Shanghai many times, and the person in charge does not want Lin Xiangyi to walk on the tip of the knife because of sympathy for these children to bring safety risks to herself and the revolution.
"No problem." Lin Xiangyi sighed, "Li Guoen's situation is much better than I expected, I think we can separate here, I will tell your doctor about the medicine and follow-up treatment, her level is enough for Li Guoen to recover." The bottom of his body has collapsed, and if he wants to get better, it is still a long-term recuperation process, and I think it is not difficult for him to find a good Chinese medicine doctor to recuperate his body. β
"You want to take them back to Shanghai?" The person in charge nodded, since everyone is awake, they naturally have to separate, their task is to hand over people to another group of people alive, as for the rest, he really can't help. After all, the place where Li Guoen is going is Hong Kong, and there is no shortage of follow-up doctors and medicines.
Lin Xiangyi nodded, looked at Wu Huaike, who had already pulled the other children to stand up, and said to the person in charge: "The situation here is too miserable, now it's better to do your best to put it into the ground, and I will go back as soon as it dawns tomorrow." I wish you all a safe journey. β