The black of the night has no light except for a waning moon reflected on the blood-red earth, just like the eyes of the soldiers who threw their heads and spilled blood on the battlefield, watching the will of the Chinese compatriots slowly awaken. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The brothers lit dry firewood, so that the village that was silent in death had more life, more than a hundred people were busy cleaning up the battlefield, stacking the corpses of the devils together, originally according to Long Zaitian's original intention, directly exploded into ashes with explosives, after seeing the militiamen's flesh and blood tearing, Liao Changsheng couldn't bear to see that kind of scene again.

Get rid of the brothers piled up the dry firewood of the abandoned house, a fire ignited the corpses of dozens of devils, the explosion of the dry firewood "bang", the raging fire rose with the wind, burning half of the sky, and the skin and flesh of the devils were burned "sizzling", this is Liao Changsheng's last mercy.

When Jin Pengfei was about to throw Matsushima Nakagawa's body into the fire, Liao Changsheng stopped him calmly and soberly, "This can't be lost, Lao Tzu can't let him go to the underworld to report so easily."

"Brother Changsheng, what are you going to do with this?" Jin Pengfei asked suspiciously.

Liao Changsheng remembered how cruel the old man was when he came back, he cut off his ears and nailed them to the trunk, and said categorically, "Let others know it, and return it to others!" Lao Tzu wants to see if the devil grows out of meat! ”

Liao Changsheng unloaded the ammunition from a carriage and put the body of Matsushima Nakagawa on the carriage, it was a little difficult to climb on the horse, and the pain on his body was unbearable, so he fell off before he could climb up.

Zhang Ersil and a few brothers stepped forward to help, but Liao Changsheng refused, so they had to follow, Liao Changsheng took a pool of wine from another carriage, drank half of it, and the other half poured down from his head, flowing through the blooming flesh, Liao Changsheng gritted his teeth and continued to climb into the carriage.

Moved the body of Songdao Zhongshan to the devil's camp overnight, Zhang Ersil took two brothers to protect, the road was halfway, Liao Changsheng's body couldn't bear it at all, tilted and shook, and finally fell off the horse, Zhang Ersil helped Liao Changsheng into the carriage and drove the carriage away.

Along the way, the only thing Liao Changsheng could still move was his eyes, thinking of the scene of the death of his father and the villagers, and thinking of Su Cuiliu's instructions to leave, the clear tears couldn't stop flowing, and the injuries on his body were nothing compared to the pain in his heart.

Two hundred meters away from the devil's camp, Zhang Ersil stopped the carriage, turned around and asked, "Brother Changsheng, what do you want to do?" I'll help you! ”

Liao Changsheng was about to bend his upper body, but he didn't get his wish, and the brother who followed saw him help him up, his bloodshot lips slowly opened, and he said slowly, "Hang up the corpse of this bastard to Lao Tzu and hang it in the most conspicuous position!" ”

Zhang Ersilly nodded and said, "Understood" First he took Matsushima Nakagawa's head in his hand, looked around, and a big tree was facing the gate of the devil's camp, and climbed the big tree to jam Matsushima Nakagawa's head between the branches.

Then he dragged his body to the trunk of the tree, cut off a long branch, sharpened it, and thrust it hard into Matsushima's body, nailing it to the trunk, and using the devil's most cruel method to reply to this murderous pervert.

Zhang Er's stupid movements were so loud, but the sound of the voice was not discovered by the devils, and the devils of the entire brigade, the rest were only three or four hundred remnants, all of them huddled in the camp, and there were no devils standing guard on the sentry tower of the searchlight.

After finishing the matter, Zhang Ersilly looked at Liao Changsheng, Liao Changsheng nodded and signaled that it was almost over, and put on the carriage and walked back to the village, because there was a more important thing in Liao Changsheng's heart, which was to bury his dead father.

Back in the village, it was already late at night, and the cold wind was blowing Liao Changsheng's face with a little dew, which was already blurred, and the coagulated blood was slowly dispersed under the dew, dripping from Liao Changsheng's face.

The fire burning the corpse of the devil is still burning, and Jin Pengfei and his brothers have moved the corpses of the villagers to the location where Gangzi was buried last time and dug a big pit.

Liao Changsheng, with the help of Zhang Ersil, reluctantly walked up, and said sadly, "Let it go!" ”。

Every corpse that is put down is like a piece of meat cut on Liao Changsheng's body, but even if the meat on his body is cut, he can't get back those simple smiles without impurities.

Liao Changsheng knew that he owed the village too much, owed them for tolerance, owed them for nurturing, and now owed them even more a coffin and a tombstone.

With deep pain, he buried the corpses of more than a dozen villagers, it was almost dawn, and the next thing he was most unwilling to do but had to do was what he didn't want to do, holding a shovel, crawling on the ground, digging with a spade and a spade, although the overwhelmed body could only dig out a ball of dirt about the size of a fist each time, but this is a son who should be filial, Su Han is the same, Jin Pengfei also moved, but Su Cuiliu, who is still on the front line, knows nothing about life and death, maybe her heart hurts at this time.

The soil slowly buried Su Maosheng's body, and Liao Changsheng and the others were reluctant to cover Su Maosheng's kind face, and this kind facial features laughed with them, told them stories, and finally accompanied them to fight against the Japanese.

Wu Ting stepped forward, buried Su Maosheng's face with a handful of soil, and said with tears in her eyes, "Village Chief Su is the most righteous parent official I, Wu Ting has ever seen in my life!" ”。

Although Long Zaitian doesn't like this kind of crying, he can understand the pain of this kind of parting of relatives, if he left that day, so would his daughter Ah Feng, his rough appearance looked at his daughter with a kind and warm smile.

Cleaning up his emotions a little, the dragon raised his sword in the sky, and a hundred or so people raised their guns, and heard a "put!" "One hundred and ten guns" bang bang.

"Put it again!"

"Put it again!"

The sound of the three-shot salute echoed in the valley, and a few crows flew out of the mountains and forests, and the last thing Liao Changsheng had to do was to kowtow three times in front of Su Maosheng's grave.

Ah Feng helped Liao Changsheng up, the first head knocked down, his body couldn't hold it up, Ah Feng helped him up again, the second, the third, and the fourth, and began to knock endlessly.

Ah Feng was extremely distressed, "Changsheng, don't be like this, uncle will be upset when he sees you like this!" Hearing Ah Feng's dissuasion, Liao Changsheng stopped and slammed his head into the dirt.

Ah Feng picked up Liao Changsheng and walked home, more than 100 brothers from Sangzhai also followed down the mountain, Wu Ting walked in front of Long Zaitian and praised, "The master of Longzhai is really brave, thank you for saving your life, Wu Ting will never forget!" ”

Long Zaitian picked up the big knife, waved his hand, and said, "Forget it, forget it, before I die, drink more, the guy who picks the door of Hades may not be able to give me a pool of good wine to drink" After speaking, he lay down on the carriage and drank heavily.

Jin Pengfei walked past Wu Ting, was pulled by Wu Ting and asked, "Where are the villagers hiding?" Are you okay? ”

"Fortunately, just outside the county seat, martial law in the city, I can't get in with them, the highlands in the north of the city have been dug with trenches by the national army, artillery has been erected, and there is still a lot of food when evacuating, which should last a few days!" Jin Pengfei, who had just recovered from his grief, began to think of the safety of the villagers, this young man who grew up with Liao Changsheng was a little calmer and rational in dealing with emotions, but there was the same righteousness in his heart as Liao Changsheng, he knew very well that since the war there would be death, maybe he would be killed by the devil's shell that day, and parted with his brother, who had survived the bomb, and was naturally ready to face the devastation and death of the war.

"Looks like it's time to go! But Liao Changsheng's body can't stand the toss anymore, and there are dozens of miles from here to the county seat, I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it! Wu Ting couldn't help but worry about Liao Changsheng.

Jin Pengfei also nodded, he would rather have something to do with himself than see Liao Changsheng being tortured by pain.