Chapter Thirty-Eight: Out of the Village and Encounters Mountain People
Human beings have always had a strong ability to accept new things, and Huang Guangying has become a little used to it after Cheng Laogang scolded a few stupid people in a row. In the past, he thought that his brain was quite good, but in front of the reconnaissance battalion commander, he always seemed to owe something, so that now he himself was a little doubtful of his intelligence. The words on the wall were so big, he didn't see them just now, and it wasn't wrong to call him a fool.
"Do you want to avenge your daughter-in-law?" Cheng Laozhuan continued to talk to stimulate the grieving hunters.
"Yes!" This time, the hunter nodded at what Camp Commander Cheng said. Of course he wants to avenge his wife, not only does he want to, but he must also take revenge, otherwise he will be sorry for his daughter-in-law.
"Well, that's right. Also, don't talk about yourself in the future. Do you think it's brave to cut yourself and get some blood? I sue you, that's not called bravery, that's called stupidity! The knife should cut the enemy; Blood should also be shed by the enemy! But it's good that you didn't find any of the enemies, and you bleed yourself first, what are you not stupid? ”
"I sue you, let me see you cut yourself with a knife in the future, and I will beat you once you cut it! When will you fix this stinky problem, and when will you finish it, do you understand? ”
The hunter nodded dumbly, and Cheng Lao walked over and kicked him on the heel, "The first time I think you offended, kicking you is a warning." ”
Huang Guangying's heart was a mess. Cutting a knife is a blood oath, why did it become a problem in the mouth of this battalion commander Cheng? Who has nothing to do with cutting themselves with a knife? If you want to defend it, he did it himself just now, and he really can't defend it. The hunter only felt that he was useless and constrained in front of the reconnaissance battalion commander, and the confidence he once had was gone.
"Okay, it's like a man with seeds. You should bury the bodies of the villagers first. It's all native to the hometown, and it won't help you to live alive, so let them settle down when they die. You, go and bring the corpses over. Dig a hole with me, you guys. It's enough to bury the whole village in a pit, but it's not good if it's small. Let's look for whoever has a shovel or a hoe to bring it to us. ”
Although the people in the mountains do not focus on agriculture, they still have shovels and hoes in every household. The devils snatched away rice, flour, grain and oil, poultry and livestock, but the basic farm tools such as hoes and shovels were left intact. There was not much time, so they found two shovels and two hoes, Wang Hong, Huo Qinglong, Yang Xiaowu and Cheng Laojiao each had a long-handled farm tool, found a place with soft soil and began to dig a pit. Huang Guangying carried the bodies of more than 100 people in the village to the place where they dug the pit.
Although Xiaoxigou Village was built in a valley, it is still not out of the mountainous area. Several people dug down with shovels and hoes, and they hit stones less than two feet, and their hands were numb as soon as the hoe smashed into a shallow pit. How do you dig this kind of land? Even though Huo Qinglong and the others were all more powerful, the work of digging a pit on the stone still made them scratch their heads.
The pit was only dug two feet deep, and it was not deep enough. Cheng Laozhuan looked around, and finally had no choice but to choose a workaround, cremation.
Whether it's tung oil, lard, rapeseed oil, anyway, all the oil that can be found in the village has been collected together. The bodies of the villagers were placed in the open space of the village, doused with grease, and lit a fire. Several people looked at the sky-rushing flames with gloomy faces.
Huo Qinglong and the three of them came to resist Japan with great ambition and pride, but they didn't expect that the devil didn't see it, but he first saw a bloody case of slaughtering the village. After the three of them have a new understanding of the perversion and brutality of devils, they also realize the difficulties of their anti-Japanese war careers.
Huang Guangying climbed in front of the fire and cried loudly, no one stopped him at this time, what should be done has been done, you can cry casually!
Until he stopped crying and the fire became smaller, Cheng Laozhuan turned around and left with people, he had to hurry back and report the situation to Commander Hu Fei.
I don't know if it's because a few people have stayed here for too long, or if there are too many coincidences in the world, they didn't even walk 200 meters out of the village, and a trolley came from the fork in the road, which was the kind of wheelbarrow commonly used by farmers in mountainous areas. The cart was an old man, followed by two young men. The two sides were walking face to face.
Cheng Laozhuan was taken aback, and the man on the other side was even more unbearable. The three men screamed, threw the wheelbarrow and turned around to run. "Don't run!" Cheng Laozhuan pulled out the pistol and shot it into the sky, "Smack!" "The boy ran faster, stretched his legs, threw off his arms, and ran.
"Catch them!" At the critical moment, Cheng Laozhuan turned his head and shouted. He brought three masters, so how long do you have to wait?
Huo Qinglong, Wang Hong, and Yang Xiaowu were stunned, and followed closely after the servants flying behind them! The battalion commander spoke, can this guy not chase after him? Among the three people, Yang Xiaowu practiced the fastest kung fu speed of light body, and although the other two were not good at speed, they could run a lot more than ordinary people.
These three tried their best to chase forward, and those three looked like the local mountain people, can they run? In less than two minutes, the three mountain people were captured alive by three martial arts masters!
Looking at the earth-colored faces of the servants, Cheng Laozhuan stretched his face, and when he came up, he asked where they came from and what they were doing? In fact, he also guessed a few points in his heart, and the fact that there was a large pot of tung oil and two shovels in the wheelbarrow already explained the truth of the matter.
Sure enough, the young descendant who was quite neat among the servants said that the purpose of their coming was the same as Cheng Laozhuan guessed, to cremate the corpse! The servants are from a neighboring village, and when the devil slaughtered the village, another young man came to Xiaoxigou Village to do errands. As soon as I walked to the entrance of the village, I saw the devil killing people!
The young man was so frightened that he didn't dare to show his head when he climbed into the grass. It wasn't until all the Japanese puppet soldiers were gone that the kid stumbled back to his own home.
The old man was the young man's father, and the young man who spoke was his cousin. When the old man saw that his son came back, he looked wrong, and after questioning, he learned that the neighboring village had suffered a great disaster. I have the heart to tell the people in the village, and I am afraid of scaring the big guys. The old man happened to be a dozen nearby villages who specialized in white affairs, and since his son saw it, he couldn't say that he would bring his son and nephew to the villagers in the neighboring villages to see them off.
It turned out to be an enthusiastic fellow! Knowing that the good people were to blame, Cheng Laogang hurriedly apologized to his grandfather. Sue them: People, a few of us have already been cremated. We are the soldiers of the 88th Column of the Anti-Japanese Decisive Army, the government's anti-Japanese army, and the regular army!