In front of a row of houses near the seat of the Guqiao District Government, Zheng Lei, the leader of the work team, was lying on a table, recording, and next to him, several members of the district squadron with guns were on guard. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info in front of him was lined up with a long line of people dressed in different clothes. There are those who wear Kuomintang military uniforms, those who wear the clothes of ordinary people, and even those who wear the clothes of the People's Liberation Army. Some of the clothes are worn in a complete set of military uniforms, some only wear the clothes of the common people, and those who wear a mix and match of military and local costumes, some are decently dressed, and some are ragged, all kinds and varied, just like a ragtag army unit that has just come down the mountain.

Look at the weapons they hold in their hands. Some have broken rifles and shotguns, some have knives, axes and spears, and even those are empty-handed. Who are they? It seems that we have known each other, isn't this what the guerrilla forces of the past looked like? It's just that these people in front of them are more gangster.

They were the bandits from the mountains in several nearby townships. According to the requirements of the government's announcement, as long as the gun is handed in, the person who comes to participate in the bandit rehabilitation and reform class, and promises to be reformed, through training and labor, can be exempted from past crimes, and can live like a normal person.

"Wei Dagui!" Zheng Lei shouted without raising his head.

"Here!" A young man with a small head and a flowing breath replied from standing in front of the table, still holding a broken Hanyang-made rifle like a burning stick.

"! You are Wei Dagui from that riverside village? Zheng Lei raised his head and looked at the man and looked up and down.

"Sir, the little one is Wei Dagui." Wei Dagui nodded, hunched his waist, and looked like a slave.

"The team has been to your house a few times, 'please' you go down the mountain, your old brother is really not small, and he is only here now, do you want to be the enemy of the people and resist to the end?" Zheng Lei patted the table and said. He was very impressed by this person, and went to his house several times to mobilize his father Wei Erbo and persuade him to go down the mountain to reform himself.

"How dare you! The small ones used to have concerns, but now I see that the Communist Party is so 'benevolent' and its policies are so 'lenient and boundless', and although the small ones are not as grateful to Dade as 'Meng won seven captures and seven verticals', I am also deeply moved. No, after a fierce ideological struggle, justice finally triumphed over evil, and I didn't just come? This is my gun. Accept the transformation sincerely. After Wei Dagui finished speaking, he handed over the broken gun in his hand, and a member of the district squadron took it and checked it.

"Count you kid 'a man who knows the times as a handsome', you can recognize the situation clearly, abandon the darkness and turn to the light. You're going to have to make a good makeover. ”

"Don't worry, sir, I will seriously reform, be a new person, and strive to turn from a human into a ghost."

"What? What did you say? From a human to a ghost? Zheng Lei's eyes widened.

"No, no, no, no! Slip of the tongue slip of the tongue is changed from a ghost to a human. After Wei Dagui finished speaking, he muttered to himself, "Bah, ......, "When did Lao Tzu die and become a ghost, why don't I know?" How can anyone die and become a human again? ”

This muttering sentence was heard by the other people, and they burst into laughter.

"Hey! Wei Dagui, who are you? It's clearly a ghost! It's already dead, it's dead. ”

"Go, go, go! Don't be happy with Lao Tzu's poverty, aren't you also ghosts? Dead, dead. Wei Dagui waved his hand and walked aside.

"Hey! I said you Wei Dagui, what kind of robbery did you hand over? The chamber of the gun is full of rust, and it can't be pulled open, can this be beaten? Worse than a burning stick. The team member who was checking the gun asked.

"If you can't fight, it's scary, take this gun to rob, and the person who was robbed dares not to give money?" Wei Dagui threw a sentence.

The team members are silent, indeed! Holding this broken gun at someone, can that person not give money? Thinking of this, he casually threw the gun into the waste gun pile.

"Next ......," Zheng Lei continued to shout.

On this day, Wu Tiancheng, commander of the riverside mountain column, came to the ancestral hall of the riverside village. He ordered Wei Dagui, the leader of the bandit squad who had already "rehabilitated," and a few of his subordinates who were "staying" in the village to "invite" the villagers to gather in the ancestral hall. This Wei Dagui was one of the people sent by Wu Tiancheng to go down the mountain with a broken gun to "rehabilitate", with the purpose of planting eyeliners, providing intelligence, secretly co-opting and corrupting the villagers, and "mobilizing the masses" to become enemies of the Communist Party.

After the villagers have basically arrived. Wu Tiancheng began his speech, and Wei Dagui and some of the villagers who had been bribed stood in the front row of the villagers' ranks.

"Folks, you have suffered! Why do you suffer? Look at what kind of life you are living now, not even as good as pigs and dogs, are you right about what I said? Wu Tiancheng took out a piece of paper from his pocket and held it up in front of everyone to display, "Look, what is this?" It's a white stripe! It was the Communist Party that took your grain and beat the white strips, do you think this thing is useful? Can it be eaten as a meal? I couldn't. This year, there is little rain, you can't sow seeds, you can't plant seedlings, there is a spring famine everywhere, and there is no food to eat. Can I buy something? It's a fart! You have relatives in the ranks on the mountain, and you have to be subjected to the Communist Party's labor in vain, and you look at your current life, and you have no food to eat, and you are bullied and angry. I ask you, is that the cause? ”

Wei Dagui, who was in the front row of the crowd, raised his hands high and shouted: "It's the Communist Party!" ”

"That's right! It's the Communist Party. Especially the northerners in the Communist Party. Let me ask you, why did those northerners come to Guangxi to bully us? ”

Wei Dagui and the bandits who blended into the crowd shouted: "Down with the northerners!" "The Yankees get out (carve)!" ”

Wu Tiancheng cleared his throat with a "hum" and continued: "I, Wu Tiancheng, everyone knows each other, right?" Wu Tiancheng bowed his body, looked at the crowd, and asked.

"Who doesn't know you, Township Chief Wu?" Someone in the crowd shouted.

Wu Tiancheng straightened his waist and pretended to be modest and said: "The township chief in the past didn't talk about it, and now I am the commander of the ** National Salvation Army column." Wu Tiancheng also deliberately removed the words "Riverside Mountain" to show his status, "Brother, I am an authentic local, of the same clan as you, and the villagers, do you believe in the northerners, don't you believe me?" Only I will think about you, only I will be good to you and help you with all my heart, and only I will save you from fire and water. Wu Tiancheng waved his palms as he spoke, and the more he spoke, the more excited he became.