Wu Xiaoming scolded: "Still accuse, accuse a fart!" ”

Han Xing made a "kill" gesture to the special combat personnel, and these people were immediately cleared in the cornfield.

Wu Xiaoming found this devil's certificate, and smiled, don't say it, the military rank is the same, and there is no need to change clothes. Even the appearance is not much worse. Today was so smooth that I got a vote.

Han Xing had driven a car in his previous life, and he was no stranger to this big truck, and he sat in the driver's seat when he got into the car.

Next to him can only sit on Wu Xiaoming. Pan Xiaoan, the Japanese translator, and Wang Xiu'e, a small orderly, could only climb into the carriage aggrievedly.

The car started slowly and drove towards Wenzhuang.

The south side of Wenzhuang is the avenue, and there are several devils standing guard at the entrance of the village on the avenue, and there is a row of deer villages at the entrance of the village. The devil waved the red flag, the car stopped, the devil sentry reached out to ask for the documents, and Wu Xiaoming handed the documents over. The devil looked at it and shouted, "Pull the laborer's car, let it go-"

The village was pulled away, and the car slowly drove to the east end of the village, where the laborers were held.

The car walked into the village and saw that the traces of the fierce fighting of the previous night had not been cleared, and the streets were not wide and covered with blood, one here and another, and the bodies of some special combat teams were still placed on one side of the street.

The fighters in the car looked at it, and several of them couldn't stand it. The warriors, who usually ate with themselves and slept together, and made trouble together, lay there quietly, and their hearts were so uncomfortable that they wanted to vomit. But when he thought that he was on a mission, which was also the last wish of his comrades-in-arms, he held back his grief and twisted his head to pretend that he couldn't see.

Wang Xiu'e also observed an abnormal situation, last night I touched a yard, and there was no one, only a killed guard dog. Today is different, there are children playing in twos and threes on the street, and an old lady and housewife pass by chance on the way.

It is very likely that all the civilians were driven aside and locked up last night, for fear of exposing the targets of the Japanese army.

In front of it was the large courtyard of the landlord Lao Wen's house, that is, the place where the laborers were held, and the car stopped. Han Xing and the others got out of the car, leaving two soldiers to guard the car, and Han Xing and they went directly to the courtyard.

There were four Japanese soldiers standing guard at the gate, and one Japanese soldier stopped the group of Japanese officers and soldiers and asked for their certificates. Wu Xiaoming took out his ID and let a Japanese soldier look at it, and then said in fluent Japanese: "We were ordered to escort the laborers, in which room is your commander?" ”

A Japanese soldier checked the documents, looked at Wu Xiaoming's appearance again, and it was basically the same, obediently returned the documents to Wu Xiaoming, and then said: "The captain of the small village is in the house on the right." He gestured.

Wu Xiaoming put the documents in his pocket, and walked to the house on the right with Han Xing and Pan Xiaoan. Han Xing slowly observed the courtyard as he walked. The commander of the Japanese army lived in the best halls, and the east and west wings, as well as the other rooms, closed the doors tightly, even the windows were tightly closed, and there were Japanese soldiers standing guard at the door.

Judging from the messy movement in the house, there must be a large number of people locked up in these rooms inside. Judging from the smell of feces and urine wafting from the cracks in the doors and windows of the house, the population is still quite dense.

Wu Xiaoming entered the devil's house, and the devil in the house saw that the officer who came in was older than his own rank, so he straightened up and reported in Japanese: "Report to Your Excellency Shaozuo, Captain Komura reports to the commander." Does the chief have any instructions? ”

Wu Xiaoming said in fluent Japanese: "I am Xinming Shaozuo, and I have been ordered to escort the laborers, and I ask Captain Komura to assist us and complete the task well." ”

Captain Komura shouted loudly: "Hayi! He asked again: "May I ask Your Excellency Xinming Shaozuo, what are the number of laborers escorted this time?" ”

Wu Xiaoming said: "It's 50th to 79th. "In this way, number 66 is exactly included.

Captain Komura shouted again: "Hayi! Then he took the key and led Wu Xiaoming to open a room where the laborers were held.

As soon as the door opened, a strong smell of feces and urine immediately came out of the house. Due to the small size of the house and the large number of people, in such a small room, except for the door opened to deliver food, the rest of the time the house was closed and the windows were closed. These people and pee in the house, and it smells so much, and Kaoru has killed people.

Wu Xiaoming wore snow-white gloves and covered his nose vigorously. Pan Xiaoan looked like a traitor, and hurriedly stammered, fanning the wind into the house from the outside, waiting for the air to be a little better, so that the Japanese officers could enter the house to take a look.

At this time, Wu Xiaoming also said some humane words in Japanese: "Captain Komura, you understand, these people are going to Japan to work, and they are people who need to be healthy. If you die early at this time because of poor hygiene, you are responsible. ”

Captain Komura hurriedly said, "Hayi! Harbish! I have to leave all the windows open to let in the room. There was a battle here last night, and the Eighth Road was still fighting the idea of laborers. We took some prisoners, and when there was a shortage of laborers, we took them to Japan. There are also some people in the village, we have just released them, and they were all locked up here yesterday. ”

Others can't understand Japanese, but Wu Xiaoming understands. So he asked in Japanese: "Where are the prisoners of war of the Eighth Route held?" ”

Captain Komura said, "I was locked up in the room next to me." ”

Han Xing didn't understand Japanese, but when he heard the eight ways and eight ways, he also guessed a rough idea, so he looked into the room next to him. At this time, in the next room, I heard a few people scolding the street in the house: "If you want to kill, you can kill, but you can't help but eat, you are starving to death." "This dilapidated house also suffocates people to death, and it doesn't give them breathe."

When Han Xing heard this, it was like a company commander Zhang Xiuguan was scolding. I thought to myself, I can't complain that Zhang Xiuguan didn't come back, it turned out that he was injured and captured!

The laborer's house was finally open to people. Wu Xiaoming, Han Xing, and Pan Xiaoan entered the house and saw that this is still a place for people! The people in the room were one by one, and they couldn't sit down at all, and a few of them seemed to be sick and couldn't get up.

There were also a few pots in the corner of the house, and the yellow feces and urine had already overflowed the basins and dripped on the ground. A few laborers nearby stood in the and urine.

Han Xing only felt sick for a while, and he hated to vomit, so he grunted vigorously.

Wu Xiaoming covered his nose with a snow-white handkerchief, Pan Xiaoan also wanted to vomit, but Captain Xiaocun came over and persuaded: "Your Excellency Xinming Shaozuo, I think you should go out and wait!" I'll send you the labor you want. ”

Wu Xiaoming didn't answer him, he came into the house to find No. 66, if he went out, where to find No. 66!

Wu Xiaoming said in Japanese: "I want healthy workers, not patients who are dying." Translator Pan, enlighten them—"

Pan Xiaoan knew that it was time for him to perform, he looked like a traitor, cleared his throat, and shouted in a smooth tone: "Brothers and brothers, you are going to Japan to enjoy happiness." You can't work for 8 hours a day, you have milk and bread to eat, Simmons to sleep in, and Japanese women to accompany you. You're really blessed, think about it, shouldn't you go!? If you want to come back, hum! Even if you please, you won't be able to come back. You've stayed in Japan all your life, and when you die, you're buried there. ”

Some people listened to Pan Xiaoan's words and felt that it was still good to be a laborer, and they thought about good things. Some people can't figure it out, and they don't know if this traitor translator is telling the truth or the opposite.

Someone in the corner muttered, "It's such a good day, why don't you go!" ”

Pan Xiaoan picked up the conversation and said: "This big brother said it well, why don't I go on such a good day!" I want to go, but it's not enough! You are all blessed men, and you have been captured by the imperial army to enjoy your blessings. All right! Great!"

Where is this talking about the benefits of being a laborer, it is obviously fanning the dissatisfaction of being a laborer!

Of course, some people heard the words and protested: "What bullshit! That is, if you are alive, you are a slave, and when you die, you will find a pit and bury it, and there is no way to return to the sect. ”

Han Xing struggled to suppress the disgusting stench, his eyes constantly rolling, looking for No. 66. I finally saw that No. 66 was squatting in a corner, it seemed that he was very uncomfortable, and he squatted there without saying a word.

Han Xing touched Wu Xiaoming lightly, meaning to ask Wu Xiaoming to make a fuss about No. 66 to see if he was really No. 66? Of course, Wu Xiaoming understood what Han Xing meant, so he deliberately snorted at No. 66 who was squatting on the ground and said, "Your No. 66, come here, where is the discomfort, do you want the doctor to take a look?" ”

Number 66 squatted on the ground and did not get up.

Wu Xiaoming went up and patted him lightly and said, "Yours, are you really sick?" Stand up and let me take a look?"

When No. 66 stood up, Wu Xiaoming took the opportunity to touch his hand gently.

Captain Komura hurriedly went up to stop him and said, "The people of Shinna, dirty, please don't approach Xinming Shaozo." ”

When Wu Xiaoming touched the palm of No. 66, he touched the cocoon on his hand, where did it grow? If you are a soldier, it is generally in the palm of your hand, there is a very thick callus, which is ground by the butt, and the epithelium of the index finger is also hard, which is pulled by the trigger.

And this person, the calluses on the palms of his hands are very thick, obviously this is a hoe and a handle, and he does not look like a soldier.

Han Xing was also watching his face closely, if he was a soldier, there must be a rut mark on his forehead and Taizhi acupoint. As for the complexion on the face, it's not too tanned. The most important thing is the eyes, the eyes of ordinary soldiers or leaders, which have a unique wisdom and alertness.

And this person, there is no hat on his forehead, his face is a little sycamore-colored, which has been sunburned for many years, and his eyes look a little dull and wooden.