Cheng Sankui, Song Chao and others pondered for a while, and they also felt that it was such a reason? To put it bluntly, the Eighth Route Army worked hard to formulate a prisoner policy, and the fundamental purpose was not to disintegrate and divide the enemy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Song Chao said to Jiang Shan with a smile: "I didn't mention that the third squad leader still has this thought. You're making me embarrassed as an instructor. ”

The instructor laughed, and I just did it with the idea of giving it a try. It's best if the puppet army can surrender, if they are still obsessed and stubborn to the end, then we can only destroy them all. We're surrounded by devils, and we don't have time for them here. Jiang Shan said with a frown.

While a few people were talking, there was movement in the stronghold. A rifle with a piece of white cloth stretched out from inside, and then a small leader of the puppet army stuck his head out and shouted outside: "Don't shoot, commander of the Eighth Route Army, we surrender!" ”

Jiang Shan and the others looked at each other and smiled, but they didn't expect that the shouting that was purely a try could achieve unexpected results. But that's fine, it's better to be able to take the stronghold without bloodshed, than to fill it with the lives of the soldiers.

After a while, the puppet army in the Thirteen Zhai stronghold, under the leadership of the squad leader who hacked the Japanese second lieutenant to death, raised their guns above their heads and lined up to fish out of the stronghold. For these surrendered puppet soldiers, the soldiers of the first company did not embarrass them too much. These are ordinary soldiers, most of whom were bewitched or coerced by the Japanese army, and were forced to act for the tiger, which is still very different from those hardcore traitors. Generally speaking, as long as it is not a heinous crime, the people are extremely angry, or there is a blood debt on their hands, the Eighth Route Army captures the puppet army, and generally dismisses the matter after some education.

The puppet army squad leader who took the lead in surrendering was brought to Cheng Sankui, and said resignedly: "Report to the chief, the villain Zhang Wanbiao, a local." was coerced by the devil and had no choice but to wear this dog skin. Today, your army is descending from the sky, and we dare not be the enemy of your army again. He also asked the chief to hold up his noble hand, keep his promise, and let the brothers live. ”

Without waiting for Cheng Sankui to speak, Song Chao hurriedly said: "Don't worry, tell the other puppet soldiers, just say that our Eighth Route Army is a word and will never break its word!" Hand over your weapons in a moment, and each of you will go home with your fare. But remember, after going back, be a good person, if anyone dares to wear this dog skin again and help the devil bully our compatriots, when the time comes, we will settle the new accounts and old accounts together, don't blame us for the Eighth Route Army being polite! ”

Listening to Song Chao's words, Zhang Wanbiao was overjoyed. He originally thought that the Eighth Route Army was just trying to conquer the stronghold as soon as possible, and he just talked casually, and surrendered with a hint of luck. As for what the Eighth Route Army will do with its own people, in fact, it has always been uneasy. Who would have thought that people really kept their promise and promised to let them go home, which was simply an unexpected joy. He hurriedly bowed and said to Song Chao and the others: "Thank you for the grace of not killing, the little one will go and tell the brothers that after going back, you will honestly farm the land, and you will never give your life to the devil again." To tell you the truth, this thing is a loss of conscience......"

After Zhang Wanbiao told Song Chao's words to the other puppet soldiers, those puppet soldiers couldn't help but cheer. For them, being able to get away with picking up a life is already green smoke on the ancestral grave.

Cheng Sankui looked at these puppet soldiers, his eyes suddenly became cold, and he said coldly: "All of you can go, but one person can't!" A long platoon, tie Xu Deli to me! ”

Liang Jianbin replied yes, rushed over with two five big and three thick soldiers, and tied up Xu Deli, who had already collapsed to the ground in fright. Looking at the frightened eyes of the other puppet soldiers, Cheng Sankui explained coldly: "He is different from you, you were deceived by the devil, and he is determined to give his life to the devil." You're ready to go home! ”

The puppet army stayed where they were trembling, and no one dared to be this bird. In case the Eighth Route Army suddenly regrets it, it will be too late to regret it by then. Liang Jianbin saw that no one was moving, and said loudly: "What's wrong? What are you afraid of? I said that I would let you go home, and just go boldly! ”

Finally, a few puppet soldiers who were a little more bold walked out of the queue cautiously. Seeing that the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army around him did not move, he spread his mind and ran away.

With the one taking the lead, the others became bolder, and more and more puppet soldiers took off their military uniforms, threw off their hats, and ran away without looking back.

At the end of the road, in the open space outside the stronghold, only a dozen puppet soldiers remained. Cheng Sankui looked at these people curiously and asked, "Why don't you leave?" ”

More than a dozen people looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on Zhang Wanbiao. Zhang Wanbiao gritted his teeth and said boldly: "Report to the chief, can we ...... Can I join your team, be the eighth road, and fight devils with you? ”

Cheng Sankui, Song Chao and Liang Jianbin looked at each other, and Song Chao asked, "Join the Eighth Route Army?" How do you have such an idea? ”

Zhang Wanbiao looked at the dozen or so people around him, hesitated for a while, and then said, "Sir, we are all from the same village. Everyone turned out to be a family of villagers, and they were driven by the devil with a gun, and they did this job of selling their ancestors and losing their conscience. But the conscience of heaven and earth, I, Zhang Wanbiao, dare to swear with my head that we, the brothers, have not done anything that hurts heaven and reason, and have not helped the devils to harm the villagers. ”

Seeing that several people did not speak, Zhang Wanbiao continued: "Since I put on this dog skin, the brothers have never raised their heads. The old and young masters of the village are about to break our backbones. Several people's fathers and mothers were even more angry, and they refused to recognize us unscrupulous children and grandchildren anymore. Speaking of this, Zhang Wanbiao's eyes dimmed, and several other puppet soldiers also lowered their heads and secretly wiped the corners of their eyes.

Song Chao looked at these puppet soldiers and asked with a serious expression: "Our Eighth Route Army is poorly equipped and disciplined, and when we fight with devils, we all have to take our lives. Are you not afraid of death? ”

Zhang Wanbiao said loudly: "Sir, what you said, the brothers know. We all discussed it in the stronghold just now, we are all old men, what are you afraid of? The head has fallen off a bowl and a big scar, and eighteen years later, we are a man again. What we did in the past was a shame for our ancestors, and to be honest, we were even more afraid that after we died, we would not even be able to bury our ancestral graves. Following you to fight devils, although it is a little hard, but our hearts are bright, and our waists are straight. Sir, please take us! After saying that, he fell to his knees with a pop. The other puppet soldiers followed him and fell to their knees.