The rain has been falling.

A group of grim-looking men struggled to move forward in the mud, their clothes already soaked by the rain, and their mood was as clammy and cold as the air.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's okay, give me something to eat......"

As soon as the four or five hundred refugees staggering in front saw this group of people, their eyes suddenly glowed with an abnormal light, and they trembled and came up, bowing and begging, among which there were many dying children.

A group of people just walked away a little indifferently and silently, obviously such refugees, they have met too much.

The light in the eyes of these refugees dimmed, and then they were about to bow their heads and move forward, but one of the female refugees stared at the tall man in the lead, she saw that the other party's eyes were staring at the child in her arms, and suddenly knelt in front of the man with a puff, and lifted the child in her arms in front of the man with a trembling voice, her eyes were full of pleading.

The child was scrawny, light as a feather, and his head hung limply, as if he were about to die.

"Help him, he hasn't eaten in three days......"

The woman's tears flowed down her face, and she saw the painful pity in the man's eyes.

The eyes of the fellow refugees lit up again, looking at the men, like hungry wolves looking at piles of food.

"I'm sorry, I didn't have anything to eat!"

The tall man said with difficulty, pointed to the front and said: "Go forward, there is a mountain over there, a five-day road, and when you get to the mountain, there is some ...... to eat" After saying this, he turned around and left.

"Five Days ......"

The woman muttered, hugged her son's small body tightly, and cried out, she knew very well that if she didn't eat again, her child might not be able to last until dark.

Five days!

The group of refugees silently muttered the number in their hearts, moved their heavy legs and continued to walk forward, silently praying, praying that they would survive five days.

There are a lot of dilapidated houses around, but they won't go in to see if there is any food, because they all know that there is no way to have it!

These houses are not damaged by the flood, hunger will make the victims crazy, and finally become thugs, they will fill their stomachs in any way they can think of, if it were not for the fact that this group of men has a certain smell of strong killing, these hundreds of victims will probably drown them in an instant, and then see if they have anything to eat.

The embankment at the mouth of the garden has caused too many victims, and the victims are very much like locusts, they can eat everything they can, even the grass roots, the bark, in fact, even the grass roots and bark have been stripped by the refugees who walked ahead.

"Xiaolu, don't be sad, you did the right thing!"

An elderly man in the group patted the tall man and sighed: "Even if we give up the task and give them all the food we have, many of these people will still starve to death - the thirsty and dying can live with a little water, and the hungry can survive without giving them some food!" ”

This man is naturally Lu Yuan, and it is Yang Zongman who is talking to him, and these people around him are the big dog bear king hemp pole cow pimple and some carefully selected soldiers of the independent regiment of the Sichuan Army.

Lu Yuan nodded, of course he knew this truth.

Hunger will make the human body digest itself first, the stomach will become thinner than paper, the internal organs will fail, and it will become a skeleton with skin and bones, and starve to death, which is definitely the most painful way to die in the world, more painful than burning alive.

It was now the end of May, and it had been almost twenty days since the embankment burst at Huayuankou, and he finally led the team to the edge of the Yellow Flood Area, Hebi.

In the mountainous area near Anyang, Lu Yuan, the three teams of Lone Wolf and Ren Haifang left most of the food they carried there, and then the troops went to Xinxiang in three ways, Jiaozuo to collect refugees, and some people to respond in the Anyang mountain area.

In such a catastrophe, they can't save too many people, so they can only save one by one as much as possible.

And these people led by Lu Yuan, their purpose is never to save people, just like now, they obviously have enough food on them, but they are still just indifferently walking past this group of people who are about to starve to death.

The woman's cry came from behind, as terrible as a knife.

Everyone was silent, their hearts felt as uncomfortable as a handful of straw, everyone's eyes were red, and their fists were clenched.

"Damn little devil, don't let Lao Tzu see it, otherwise I'll chop you up!"

The big bear was gritting his teeth and roaring, and everyone around him looked like he was going to eat people, hating the little devil to the extreme.

As soldiers, they have seen their compatriots struggling on the line of death again and again, wailing in despair, and they all want to die for themselves - a soldier who can't even protect his country and people deserves to die.

"There are rumors that Chairman Chiang ordered the bombing of the garden mouth, not the Japanese!" Wang Ma pole said.

"No way, it must have been blown up by the little devil!"

Many soldiers in the company said hatefully: "Although Chairman Jiang doesn't care about the lives of the common people at all, he shouldn't be crazy to this extent, right?" He's not a pig's brain......"

"Anyway, it's said everywhere, and I don't think it's impossible!"

Dozens of people began to argue, they didn't really want to argue, they just wanted to use this way to dispel the dreary atmosphere - along the way, there were hungry refugees everywhere, and there were dead bodies lying on both sides of the road, and if they didn't talk again, they were afraid that they would go crazy.

"Deserter, tell me, did the Japanese do this bombing of the garden entrance, or did Chairman Chiang and his group of straw bales do it?"

Finally, someone remembered Lu Yuan and wanted to pull him out to make a judgment.

"I guess the Japanese did it!"

Lu Yuandao, of course, he knew that this was Chairman Jiang's order, not only what was written in the history books, but also from a rational point of view, who would be more beneficial to blow up the garden mouth - from this point, it would be clear who would do it.

But he wouldn't say it, because he hoped that these subordinates would be able to maintain their anger against the Japanese army, and he didn't want them to be completely disappointed in the country because they knew the truth of the incident.

What kind of government is enough to ignore the lives of tens of millions of compatriots?

A government that doesn't care about the lives of its own people, why should the people support it?

Although a few years later, the people in Henan, the hardest hit area, still understood the truth of the incident, and the Japanese army attacked the country. The army retreated, and the local people spontaneously organized themselves to lead the way for the Japanese army, or went to surrender the country in groups. The army's firearms, but he still hopes that such a sad fact will come as late as possible.