In just one night, the three views of the people in Changjing County were completely subverted. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A large number of devil soldiers rushed in, rushed into those Japanese shops, violently kicked the door open, made a slight distinction, and the Japanese dragged it away, leaving the Chinese people at a loss, staring blankly at the backs of those who were far away.

Next, soldiers wearing the uniforms of the Eighth Route Army will come and persuade the people inside to do what they should do, and finally put seals on the doors of Japanese shops.

No one knew what was going on, anyway, in just one morning, the county seat of Changjing was cleared, and there was no Japanese in the city, including the train station, and all the devils were evacuated.

The Japanese ronin, who usually walk around the street, were also violently dragged away, and the cultural people who probably understood some Japanese could hear from their conversation that it seemed that the Japanese ronin had been taken away to mine.

This is too special to destroy the three views, the Japanese devils do not arrest the Chinese, but arrest the Japanese instead? If so, is it still a Japanese devil?

The civilians, who had been completely destroyed, slowly walked out of the room, stood on the side of the road, and watched the Eighth Route Army driving Japanese trucks, carrying sturdy Japanese civilians who were tied up, as well as devils with guns and ammunition.

The devil walking on the street turned out to be as innocent as the Eighth Route Army that had withdrawn, and the most terrible thing was that there was a devil who would help the old lady cross the road.

Damn, what's wrong with this world? The ordinary people who looked at each other didn't know how to express their thoughts for a while, but just watched in a daze as the devil soldiers dragged over the Japanese one by one with their guns, and then dragged them to the car, and finally withdrew from the county seat with a puff of smoke, leaving the people with a clean Changjing County.

"Old, Wang, I'm not dazzled, right? Those were the real devils just now? Didn't the Eighth Route Army pretend? The owner of the restaurant opposite the station stood at the door, looked at the distant convoy with his old patron, and muttered.

"Yes, there shouldn't be, I also saw it, it seems that all the devils in the station have been withdrawn." The middle-aged man who was called Lao Wang was holding a wine jug in his hand, and he also looked at the car in the distance, and he couldn't care about all the wine in the jug when it was spilled.

"I'm talking about the devil just now who seems to have stopped to make way for a child, don't you see?" The boss asked hesitantly.

"See!" Lao Wang was still standing, trying to recall everything that had just happened, but his mind couldn't turn around, and he couldn't figure out what the devil was doing.

There are such discussions everywhere in the whole Changjing County, asking each other what happened, but no one knows, and after a long time, everyone has no intention of pursuing it.

After about half an hour, after everyone discussed, seeing that there was no result, they shook their heads and went to their own affairs.

The common people have gone to live their own lives, but the Japanese ronins and civilians who were captured by their own national army for no reason are unstable, and they have scolded those who are soldiers.

"Yaga, I'm the head of the XX Club, and I'm going to accuse you to the empire."

"Red deer, you red deer, why are you arresting me?"

In the chaotic shouting, a group of unknown devils were escorted into the barracks.

"Baga, tell them all to shut up." was angry with Qin Han, and Hengjing naturally wanted to find a place to vent it.

"Hey!" After months of holding back in the camp, the devil soldiers finally found a place to vent, and the butts of their guns rained down on the heads of the captured ronins and civilians.

As the so-called heroes don't eat the losses in front of them, the devil who was smashed by the butt of the gun finally became honest and shrunk into a ball, no matter whether he knew him or not, he all looked at Yokoi standing in front with evasive eyes.

"Yo Xi, you're very obedient." Looking at the compatriots who were cowering below, Yokoi finally found some pleasure, nodded and continued: "We are now the Japanese People's Volunteer Brigade of the Independent Division of the Eighth Route Army, and I am the brigade commander Yokoi Ichiro. ”

Nani? The devils below were all confused, looking at Yokoi on the stage with a blank face, and couldn't understand what he meant at all.

"You now have three choices, one is to join us; the second is to go to the mine to mine; The third is to stay in the current farm as a breeder. "Yokoi doesn't care what those compatriots below think, and in the face of a rifle, he won't let them have independent thoughts at all.

"Yoko, Lord Yokoi, why? Aren't you soldiers of the Imperial Japan? A Japanese ronin with a bruised face and a nosebleed asked in confusion.

"Yaga, don't you understand? We are communist fighters who believe in Marxism-Leninism, and we are by no means dogs raised by those imperial conglomerates, you stupid pigs. "Since you surrendered, let's vote thoroughly, Yokoi put his position very right, for fear that he would be caught by Qin Han and killed by him half-heartedly.

This time, everyone understood what Yokoi was talking about, and they all stared at Yokoi blankly, they knew what kind of virtue their own soldiers were, and if there was still a way to survive in the hands of the Eighth Route Army, it would be ...... in the hands of their own soldiers.

Yokoi was very satisfied with the performance of these compatriots, and waved the command knife of the major general held by Toneoka Kanji, which he had obtained from Qin Han, in his hand, and said with a sneer: "You are my compatriots, so I took care of you and let you choose it yourself." Otherwise, when the captured soldiers of the 2nd Mixed Brigade are brought back, I am afraid that you will have no choice at all. ”

"Yokoi, you bastard, don't you want to think about your relatives back home?" The Japanese, who had been shouting that he was the head of the XXX club just now, jumped up and pointed at Yokoi's nose and shouted.

"Kill him!" To everyone's surprise, Yokoi didn't even look at the person who jumped out to accuse him, and directly gave the order to kill one of the guards next to him.

"No, you can't kill ......." Before the section leader's words had changed drastically, the unique voice of the Type 38 rifle had already sounded, blocking all the unfinished words in his throat.

"Do you still have any opinions?" Yokoi put away the grim smile on his face and said in a deep voice.

Who would dare to have an opinion on this? The corpse that had just had an opinion was not yet cold, and his fingers were still twitching, and the hairs of the other people who were watching stood on end.

"I, I choose to join." Finally, someone couldn't hold back his strength, trembling and raised his hand, saying that he wanted to join this army that he didn't know what to do, and it was much better to control the fate of others than to be controlled by others.

"Yo Xi, you are very wise, go to the barracks on the left and line up, don't worry about your family." A sinister smile flashed at the corner of Yokoi's mouth, and he pointed to those below who could not join the army and said, "They will be our hostages, and if something happens to our family, then they will never want to return to their homeland." ”

Changjing County is full of such discussions, asking each other what happened, but no one knows, and after a long time, everyone has no intention of pursuing it.

After about half an hour, after everyone discussed, seeing that there was no result, they shook their heads and went to their own business.