Just when Yang Dezhi drew an end to his speech, just when the playground was completely quiet, a clear voice sounded from the audience: "I disagree"

This sentence was like a thrown brick, suddenly shattering a square glass, except for Hu Yi, who was still unresponsive, countless surprised eyes instantly fell to the place where the voice sounded.

An old Balu, while wrapping the cigarette pouch in his hand around the cigarette stick, walked steadily to the front of the wooden platform, raised his wrinkled face, and looked at Yang Dezhi on the stage.

Unexpectedly, an uncle Niu appeared halfway, in Yang Dezhi's eyes, he was just a secretary who relied on the old and sold the old, and now this is a good thing to kill two birds with one stone, not only to take revenge, but also to establish prestige, no matter what, it can't be stirred up, so Yang Dezhi was too lazy to say, and replied without hesitation: "It's a matter of discipline, you have no right to get involved." ”

"It's a big deal, and I think we should wait for the commissar to come back and decide. ”

"The facts are clear, the evidence is conclusive, and there is no need"

"I don't agree with you. ”

"I ask you to take it with a grain of salt. Yang Dezhi's words seemed polite, but his tone was cold, and the meaning was obvious, which was to end the conversation.

Uncle Niu was silent for a short time, and then spoke again: "Now, in the name of the secretary, I request that a temporary ministerial meeting be convened to discuss the decision. ”

"It was he himself who took the initiative to admit that there was nothing to discuss. Now that I am in the highest position, I do not agree with your request. ”

"Then, as a member of the Party, I request the convening of a provisional party committee to decide. ”

Yang Dezhi couldn't refuse this request, he frowned and looked at Uncle Niu for a while, and nodded helplessly.

In addition to political commissar Ding Deyi, there are currently five members of the party committee of the Independent League, Uncle Niu, Su Qing, Li Abacus, Hao Ping, and Yang Dezhi. There are not many people in the meeting, and the content of the meeting is not complicated, as long as the opinions put forward by Uncle Niu are voted on. So the team on the playground did not withdraw, still waiting on the playground, and Hu Yi on the wooden platform still stood sculpturally. Five people left the crowd for some distance and stood in a circle in a corner of the playground for a meeting.

Although it is going to be decided at a meeting, Yang Dezhi still has a score in his heart, Hao Ping's vote must be his own, and Su Qing's vote should also be his own, he doesn't know much about Li Abacus, if he is not stupid, at least it should be a abstention, there is no suspense in this meeting.

Although he asked for a meeting, Uncle Niu didn't know the bottom of his heart, he just felt that he had to do it, not only for the little girl, but also because in Uncle Niu's eyes, Hu Yi was a person who had no desires and no desires. Although he has a lot of problems, he is definitely not a coward, and Uncle Niu does this for the sake of conscience.

Hao Ping looked back at the playground from time to time, and he didn't think so, Uncle Niu knew that he didn't have to think about it, and he definitely couldn't count on it. Li Abacus hung an empty sleeve, lowered his head, and kept stepping on a small stone on the ground, Uncle Niu felt that his vote was promising, at least he was a reasonable person.

Su Qing didn't look at anyone, her Danfeng eyes kept staring blankly into the distance, her face was very bad, a little pale, and cold, as if she was sick. Uncle Niu knows that she is the most critical vote, but he doesn't know her, he only knows that she has a good relationship with Yang Dezhi, and I heard her opinion of Hu Yi...... Very bad. Thinking of this, Uncle Niu finally sighed deeply.

Yang Dezhi, who was holding his hands behind his back, raised his head: "Cough, okay, the soldiers are waiting, let's make a long story short." Anyone who agrees with Uncle Niu's opinion is now making a statement, and the minority obeys the majority. ”

"I agree with Uncle Niu. Before Yang Dezhi's words fell, a voice had already answered crisply.

No one thought that the first person to express his position was Su Qing, and the other four people were stunned, this vote came too quickly, and at the same time, it was unexpected, Yang Dezhi looked at Su Qing speechless in surprise, and Uncle Niu looked at Su Qing speechless in confusion. Su Qing didn't care about the gaze of those two people, withdrew his gaze from afar, and turned to look directly at Li Abacus.

Originally, he made up his mind that no one should be offended, and he abstained from voting and quickly dispersed, but he didn't expect things to change unexpectedly, so that Li Abacus was speechless. He has become a key vote, and if he abstains again, it will be obvious and muddy, so that this meeting cannot be dispersed, it will be extended into a discussion meeting, and it will become unflattering to both sides.

One sentence is a human life, and Li Abacus finally gave the answer: "I also agree with Uncle Niu's opinion." ”

Full of excitement, he poured a basin of water on his head, and Yang Dezhi's heart was chattering, and it was cracking into pieces. The prisoners were all put on the stage, and they said so much with red lips and white teeth, jumping up and down so tiredly, and in the end, they actually had to end the show without results, waiting for the political commissar to come back and make a decision? This time, in front of the whole group, the prestige was about to be shattered all over the ground? Why is this Su Qing, is she doing it on purpose? Yang Dezhi was confused, and he realized that he didn't see through this woman at all, and he couldn't understand it at all. A woman's heart, a needle under the sea, now believes.

The sky is full of dark clouds, and now Yang Dezhi is almost the same as Hu Yi, his head is full of dark clouds, his face can't tell whether it is blue or white, and he doesn't know which leg should take the first step if he wants to go.

Seeing that there was no light on Yang Dezhi's glasses, Hao Ping hurriedly said: "Otherwise, I think so, since things have come to this point, then change it to an education conference to improve the ideological consciousness of the commanders and fighters, and then leave, what do you say?"

This is to give Yang Dezhi a step down and save the face of an instructor, and others have nothing to say.

Not long after, the five of them returned to the wooden platform, and the whispering team on the playground immediately fell silent again. Yang Dezhi climbed onto the wooden platform again, unlike before, this time his little white face has completely turned into a little black face, and he is old.

“...... It is hereby discussed and decided to suspend the execution... However, comrades, we must take this opportunity to pay attention, carry out self-criticism, and become a qualified Eighth Route Army...... "This time Yang Dezhi stopped waving his arms and had no motivation; This time, Yang Dezhi didn't want to say more, he had no energy.

A soldier came to the stage with a large wooden sign tied to the rope: "Report, written." ”

Yang Dezhi waved his hand: "Hang it up for him." ”

The soldier came to the stage, walked up to Hu Yi, stood on tiptoe, and picked up the sign to put it on Hu Yi's neck.

A figure appeared in front of his eyes, obscuring his gaze that had been quietly looking from afar, and Hu Yi finally lowered his eyes and glanced at the wooden sign.

With a muffled bang, Hu Yi's head slammed into the soldier's face, and the soldier fell back violently, blood splattered in his nostrils, and flew directly down the wooden platform.

Poof—he covered his face and rolled in pain on the ground beneath the stage.

Bang Dang - The wooden sign fell to the side, and two large black letters were written on it: Deserter.

The whole audience was startled by this sudden scene and froze.

Yang Dezhi was not far from Hu Yi, he was so frightened that he looked at the sign that fell under the stage in a daze, and then looked at Hu Yi who seemed to have never given birth to anything, and finally showed an imperceptible smile, and said sharply: "Is this a rebellion? What are you still stunned about? Hang him up and I will see if you dare."

A soldier picked up the wooden card and ran onto the stage, and as soon as he arrived at Hu Yi's side, he was met with a fierce kick, right in the chest, and was kicked upside down by Hu Yi, and fell heavily on the stage, snorting in pain without making a sound.

"Now I will represent the independent regiment and kill you, a rebellious deserter" Yang Dezhi took out the shell gun he was carrying, pulled the bolt, and raised it without hesitation.

"Stop," there was a crisp shout from the audience.

The indifferent narrow eyes finally turned their heads and saw the beautiful figure, who was under the stage, looking up with a cold face.

That beautiful face, which had once wept sadly, wept in front of itself, so near, yet so far away. Those pure tears flowed into my heart, and since then they have become a reluctant longing.

That beautiful face, once as bright as the moon, lit up the dark night sky, making me think that I could see a road from now on. It wasn't until later that I realized that the wasteland, the reason why it is called the wasteland, is because there is no road at all, there is nothing, it is the wasteland; The moon, which is very cold, is because it is very high and far away; Even if there is a moon, the night is still night, not day.

At this moment, that beautiful face is so pale; In those cold deep eyes, there seemed to be a surge of pain. Maybe it's because I'm wrong, it should be hatred, not pain.

She moved, she walked to the side, she was walking on the wooden platform, the curves of that figure always made me can't help but remember, always I can't help but look at it. She bent down, picked up the wooden sign, and walked straight to herself, until she was in front of her, and perhaps only a foot away, stopped. She didn't look up at all, she didn't look into her eyes, she just looked at her rough chin and didn't speak.

It seems that she must do it, and this stupid woman, the woman who never knows if there is a bullet in the chamber of the gun, is the only one qualified to do so. It feels ...... Make yourself ...... Saddened......

"Don't do it. I know I'm a deserter, I'm not afraid to be a deserter, I'm just ...... I don't want those two words to ...... Be my epitaph...... If I could have a tomb, it wasn't what I wanted. Don't do it. ”

The voice is a little hoarse, a little small, maybe because it hasn't spoken for a long time. When she heard it, she seemed to tremble, but she didn't react again, she still stood on tiptoe, still didn't look up, hung a rope on herself, and then walked away without hesitation, never looked back, never stopped, walked directly out of the playground, and walked directly out of countless surprised eyes.

Suddenly the wind lightened because the rain began to fall. First, a few drops were sparse and sparse, smashed on the loess of the playground, splashed into a small wet stain, which was particularly conspicuous, and then more and more, more and more dense, and gradually painted the wet stain into a piece and became muddy......

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