Chapter Forty-Nine: Is It Enough to Eat, Is It Enough to Rob?
Akberlir hurriedly took her in his arms: "Child, don't get excited. I know you're having a hard time accepting that right now, but that's the way it is. You should think about it, if we were to tell the truth to the Russian citizens at home, none of the 600 Russian soldiers would be beneficial, and their families would be as unacceptable as you are now. ”
Domliksava cried out loud, she had wanted to cry for a long time, since she received the news of her father's death, shijie seemed to have become so miserable all of a sudden, there was originally a strong phantom that could make her miss, but now it all collapsed!
Like a kind old man, General Akberlir took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away Domliksava's tears: "I know it makes you very sad to tell the truth, son, go to the commander, sometimes we have to tell some lies in order to comfort those who are still alive. I will send a team of soldiers to escort you, no one can hurt you anymore, those who have hurt you, those who have committed heinous crimes against our Russian citizens, will have to pay! ”
Zuihou's words Akberil was more like saying to himself, watching the girl follow a group of soldiers into the carriage, he put down a stone in his heart, turned around and changed from a kind old man to a stern officer: "All right, my boys! Now it's time for us to go, find the bandits, and destroy them! Let them know what the real Russian army is like, let them pay the price of blood, only then will we be able to wash away our shame! ”
Two thousand Russian soldiers raised their guns and shouted together, and their movements were uniform and majestic.
Yang Xiaolin's grievance meeting was also quite successful, and those fellow villagers were still a little afraid at first, and the bandits also looked a little indifferent. Grumble? In this era, everyone is bitter, and there is no place to pour the bitter water in my stomach, so what's the point of listening to others?
That's what they originally thought, but when those villagers really began to talk about snot and tears, their hearts were suddenly violently impacted, and it seemed to be the same as the things around them.
Slowly, they felt that what was standing on the stage was their loved ones, how the narrator felt when they were suffering, and that they were the ones who stood by and watched when the woman was snatched away and the brother was slaughtered, and wanted to endure it a little longer.
Some people wept silently, some people clenched their newly issued rifles tightly with both hands, and some people made choked sounds, and they all looked sad and indignant, although they did not speak, but the atmosphere of the whole venue seemed to explode at any time.
At the end of the meeting, these people who had been ordered to repair the houses for the villagers took the initiative, and they came to the houses of the villagers, and then helped to repair the houses and make up for the corners just now. Fill the water tank with water, or chop some firewood for the villagers, make some furniture for the villagers out of broken wood, and make a toy for the children out of bamboo.
When they were about to go out, they all left some of the food in their arms, put it on the pot table, or put it in the basket. It's like at home, it's easy to fool around outside by yourself, just stutter and save more for your family.
Yang Xiaolin watched from the side with great satisfaction, a slight smile on his face, he knew that these people must be a little embarrassed to do such a thing for the first time, and even afraid of others mentioning it in the future, their behavior was just from a momentary emotion and impulse.
It doesn't matter, wait until you do it a few more times in the future, and they will really get used to it. By the time they got used to it, they knew they were weishenme fighting.
Sui Bing and Biao Zi ran over from the side, and when they walked to Yang Xiaolin's place, the two of them rubbed each other's shoulders against each other, Yang Xiaolin knew that they must have something to say, and it was to help these ordinary people. Only such a thing will make the two of them blame each other. …,
"What's the matter? Go ahead. ”
Since they didn't want to speak, they asked themselves. With the strength of Bing's shoulder, he took a step forward from the top of Biaozi, and Biaozi's face blushed: "The general manager, the brothers below discussed it, and felt that we only took out twenty catties of food for each company, which is really too little, according to the head of the people, each family can only get two or three catties, not enough to eat for a few days, we mean can you take out more?" ”
Yang Xiaolin glanced at him, people like Biaozi actually had sympathy, which really surprised him, it seemed that the effect of the grievance conference was better than he thought. There is both evil and good in everyone's heart, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with this.
Biao Zi obviously misunderstood the meaning of Yang Xiaolin's eyes, and said busily: "Mr. Zong, I should have asked Master Kong for this matter, oh no, Staff Officer Kong discussed it, but the brothers all know that he is a small family, and he still considers you intimately, the brothers said, we can eat less by ourselves, it's okay." ”
Yang Xiaolin smiled at him: "Biaozi, what do you mean, leave enough food for the people to survive the winter?" ”
Biao Zi nodded busily: "Well, I've seen their rice jar, which is filled with grass roots and tree bark, and these are all old people and children!" ”
Yang Xiaolin said: "I don't have an opinion if you leave enough for them to eat, but Biaozi, I ask you, enough to eat, can you grab it?" ”
Biao Zi and Sui Bing were stunned for a moment, enough to eat, can they grab it? They really didn't think about this problem, and as soon as Yang Xiaolin said it, they immediately understood that the biggest problem of the common people now is that there are too many people robbing them.
"Tell your brothers, you can do this for yourself. But don't withhold your own rations, eat enough, and beat away those bandits who are more than us bandits, this can help these fellows! ”
Biao Zi nodded violently: "Mr. General, I understand." ”
Yang Xiaolin patted him on the shoulder: "Today we will have a day off, hurry up and teach those new brothers how to shoot, I don't have time to teach them to you, think of a way by yourself." ”
Biaozi's face suddenly smiled: "Mr. General, how many of us who are bandits have been taught to shoot guns?" Take a gun, just know how to shoot, you will definitely not be able to shoot at first, but you can rest assured, you will be accurate when you fight. ”
Yang Xiaolin pulled him over: "I gave your brother a reason for you to bring them!" Give me less laziness! ”
He plans to train this group of men and horses into regular troops, teach them to shoot guns now, and teach them assassination and tactics in the future! At this time, Biaozi tried to save trouble, so how could he be expected to train a company in the future?
Biaozi didn't dare to say anything more, and hurriedly ran away after hitting a haha. Biaozi and these people are quite obedient to Yang Xiaolin now, even if he thinks that he doesn't need to be trained to shoot, but Yang Xiaolin said that he still does it.
When he returned to the company, he gathered the team: "Brothers, all assembled!" Hold your own gun, Lao Tzu will teach you how to shoot today! That one, that one, every platoon, line up behind your platoon leader! ”
The line began to line up sparsely, and the formation was so loose. Biaozi didn't care, if these people sent a rather imposing team at once, Biaozi would be taken aback.