102 Southwest Theater VI - The Past of Wei Changhe (

After being tired for several days, they finally didn't have to worry about beasts and the like attacking them last night, so Wei Zhi and them simply lit a bonfire, ate something and fell asleep hastily.

Wei Zhi and the others were sleeping in a daze when they heard the hounds outside neighing.

"Is there any alive in there?"

"What's wrong?" The third uncle sat up and asked.

"I don't know what to do, I'll go out of the road first." When Wei Zhihe walked out, he saw a group of big-headed soldiers, tightly surrounding the dilapidated house where they lived, and the leader was still leading their horses.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there are people." Wei Zhihe hurriedly took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to the man.

"Take less of these things, fool the guys." The man knocked the cigarette in Wei Zhihe's hand far away.

"Master Jun, what do you command?"

"What do you guys do?"

"We are refugees coming down from the mountains."

"Refugees? Mountain-on? The leader looked Wei Zhihe up and down, "It seems that you are the village chief?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Wei Zhihe hunched his waist and lowered his head.

"Who's in there?"

"Master Jun, there are women and children inside." The man in the lead didn't care about Wei Zhihe's explanation, he walked to the door of the house by himself, and was about to raise his feet to enter, but Wei Zhihe hurriedly blocked in front of the man.

"Hey, Master Jun, there's nothing in there, it's all women and children who don't have anything to look at."

"Why, you dare to stop it?" The man in the lead pushed Wei Zhihe away, "I was ordered to come to pursue the wanted criminal, are you here to push back, are you harboring the important criminal?" ”

"No, no. Master Jun, how can the villain have that guts. ”

"What are you afraid of?" The man didn't care about Wei Zhihe and walked straight in, looking at him with a look of confusion and horror. "Yo, these girls are quite smart." The man walked in and touched a woman's face.

"Eight calves." The third uncle picked up a wooden stick and hit the man, but the man couldn't dodge, and was knocked on the back by the third uncle with a stick and fell to the ground. The third uncle was just about to pick up the stick and come here, but was stopped by Uncle Li.

"Stop fighting, be careful of getting killed." The third uncle had to throw down the stick angrily.

"Cheap you bastard."

The man ran out of the house with a roll, "shot, all shot, harboring wanted criminals inside, and resisting arrest." Shot! As soon as the man gave the order, the soldiers raised their guns and shot at Wei Zhihe and the house.

"Bang bang." There was a gunshot and Wei Zhihe fell in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open. I don't believe it until I die, they will really shoot and kill. Wei Zhihe's last thought was that he would not go down the mountain if he knew that he would not go down the mountain.

"Daddy!" Xiao Changhe had already woken up, and through the window, he clearly saw his father falling like that. Xiao Changhe struggled to go to his father's side, but was pulled by his mother. Some timid women and children were already so frightened that they cried.

"Listen to the people inside, and let them all come out for me. Otherwise, this is what will happen to you. The man outside was still yelling.

Those who could move inside picked up their shotguns and pointed them at the brutes outside the window.

"We can't get out, and after we get out, none of us will survive." The third uncle aimed his shotgun at the group of soldiers outside. "All ready."

Changhe Niang hid Changhe behind a pile of straw, "Changhe, don't come out no matter what happens, do you hear?" Xiao Changhe's tears couldn't stop flowing. Changhe Niang put the diary written by Wei Zhihe into Changhe's hand, and untied a necklace polished with animal bones from her neck and hung it around Changhe's neck. I took a closer look.

"Your father said that a man should be strong." Changhe Niang hugged Xiao Changhe tightly, came over for a while before letting go, and kissed Changhe's little face. Cover the long river with straw.

"Do it." Xiao Changhe heard it clearly, it was the third uncle. The sound of gunshots, screams, and bullets hitting the walls constantly filled Xiao Changhe's ears.

"Our s***, you bunch of shit. I can't even take it from a few people. Bomb me with a grenade. ”

"Coax!" This was the last voice Wei Changhe ever heard, and then he fainted.

β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”I am the dividing lineβ€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€” Liu Wen handed Wei Changhe a cigarette for him to light and lit a cigarette himself.

Wei Changhe spat out a smoke ring and said, "I don't even know how I crawled out, there is blood everywhere, and there are stumps and broken arms." ”

"From that day on, I was a beggar, and I didn't settle down until I met the organization."

"I'm scared to death. From the time I left the stockade, every day I was dying, freezing, starving, and being shot. At that time, I was only ten years old, a ten-year-old child, facing all kinds of dead people all the time, afraid that I would die that day, and wrapped myself tightly, not wanting others to get close. Wei Changhe's eyes were red. After a long time, it becomes a habit. I know what kind of character I'm in the team. ”

"Do you remember your parents?"

"To be honest, I don't remember. Except for the necklace around my neck, nothing was given to me by my parents. The notebook was also lost during an escape. Wei Zhihe's eyes were confused, painful, and there were some indescribable feelings in them.

"Captain, the woman is awake."