The gunshots made by the old Hanyang were muffled, and the bullets flying in from the window passed through the hall, shattering the bookshelves and bringing the books out of the broken holes, while Lu Xiang just quietly looked at the book in his hand, letting a flash of fire from the bullet rush by, and then slowly turned the pages.

Be still in motion.

When Lu Xiang abandoned all foreign objects and immersed himself in the book, he finally understood why Xiuniang could read a girls' school magazine in the hellish Beiman and read it with relish, this is an enemy-occupied area, if the world is peaceful and everyone can do what they like, what kind of scene will it be.

In this silence, Xiao Wuzi ran out of bullets in the old Hanyang's gun, threw down the spear casually, and after pulling out the short gun from his waist, he carried a grenade in one hand and a shell gun in the other to return fire again.

Lu Xiang read peacefully in this environment, and his ears were filled with the scolding of Xiao Wuzi's mouth full of vulgar words, until the sound of machine guns came, and countless bullets were fired into the wall along the window of the missing window, and Xiao Wuzi, who didn't have time to react, let these bullets open more than a dozen blood flowers in his chest, and finally, in shaking, he slowly fell.

Lao Lu smiled and turned his head to look at him, and asked, "Did you enjoy it this time?" ”

He remembered the chatter of his brothers on weekdays, at that time, Zhang Ziqiang and Xiao Wuzi would always shout and say, 'Life is aggrieved, if one day you can do it with little Japan's real swords, even if there is only one soldier left, you will have to make them turn on their backs alone'.

This time, it was people who turned on their horses, and the entire Northeast was turned over on their horses......

Lu Xiang didn't think about it, and when he came back to his senses, the gunfire had stopped, and in front of him was an encirclement network surrounded by more than a dozen Japanese soldiers, and a long spear was aimed at him.

On the side, Xiao Wuzi turned his head to look at the corpse, lying on the ground so peacefully, with no resentful eyes, let alone a dead eye, just lying there and looking at it with a smile, as if to say: "Lao Lu, I'm waiting for you in front." ”

"Let's go."

Lu Xiang put down the book in his hand, stretched out his hand and asked the Japanese to cuff him, this time the little devil was much smarter, hit him and stretched out his hand to start, rushed up to a rifle butt, and then seven or eight people came to search his body, for fear of missing any corner.

……

In a drowsy state, Lu Xiang heard the sound of the iron door, and he didn't know how long it was, and the moment a basin of cold water was poured over his head, he woke up and saw the torture room full of the smell of disinfectant water.

This should be the gendarmerie, right?

Lu Xiang smiled, he knew that when he saw this scene, he was not far from completing the task.

"Name."

Lu Xiang, who was drenched, replied, "Lu Xiang." ”

"Age."

“42。”

"Occupation."

"Soldiers."

As the two words were spoken, the Japanese who was recording raised his head, and Miki, who was asking in front of him, also turned back in surprise.

Lu Xiang straightened his waist, straightened his neck, and said gloriously about this only identity that made him proud.

Miki has never seen a captive who has such a sufficient sense of identity but is so cooperative, in his heart, the people of the Red Party should be like Zhang Ziqiang, should be like Xiao Wuzi, no matter how bad it is, it should be a little tailor, how can it be......

"Why did you come to Beiman?" There was a hint of disdain on his face.

Lu Xiang looked at Miki instead: "Why did you come to Beiman?" ”

"The ghost picks the weak on the body, the Buddha chooses the good people to suffer, there is no fairness in this world, I can't do it alone, don't listen to other things, then I can only meet the Buddha to burn incense, and meet the gun of the gun."

Such a complicated Chinese almost didn't give the translator a choke, and finally said: "Anti-Japanese." ”

Miki looked back at the translator questioningly, doubting how such a large amount of Chinese could be exchanged for a few words, and asked again: "What did you do in Northern Mandu?" ”

"Don't you all know?"

Lu Xiang said with a smile: "Send Wen Wan to sneak into Quguang's mansion to become a translator to obtain information, let people stop Zhang Hongyan at the door of Li Shaoyang's house, and enter the Railway Department to steal the 'military train transportation timetable'......" He said this, deliberately raised his eyes to look at the recorder behind Miki, and sure enough, when he said this, the man stopped his pen and didn't write anything on the paper.

Seeing this scene, Lu Xiang's heart was more excited than worried about his life and death, because this was the key to their success.

Miki didn't even continue to ask, but changed the subject: "Who are the members of your organization?" ”

Lu Xiang looked at the roof of the shed, as if looking at the sky.

"A silly woman who likes to read love books, but can't get love at the beginning of her life, her name is Xiuniang. But this stupid woman didn't complain, but chose to follow the army for a full 25,000 miles, hoping that others could have the right to choose their own love; ”

"There is also an old Zhou who just arrived in North Manchuria and let Zhang Hongyan kill at the door of Li Shaoyang's house for a short time, I don't know much about him, I heard that he used to be an instructor in the army."

"Zhang Ziqiang, by the way, it's the one who dies with you with a grenade, this kid turned out to be a butcher, always carrying a grenade in his waist, and carrying it with the cigarette bag and pot on his body, no matter how he persuaded him, he didn't say that it was easy to use in his waist."

"Xiao Wuzi is an orphan, especially afraid of loneliness, he always violates discipline on weekdays to find a place to get together, as long as he can stay together, even if you bully him, people don't care if he says two words."

"I ...... Hi, I don't have anything to say, it's a thief, there's nothing to say. ”

Miki was interested when he heard this, "Why didn't you say that?" ”

"I am not forced to be a thief, the original family is well-off, the family has a house and land, but unfortunately, we are born a bad species, and when we are young, we are lazy and greedy, and after learning to gamble at the age of twelve or thirteen, there is no money when the family is strictly managed, so there is no only stolen anymore. In order to steal more, steal better, but also specially apprenticed to learn the art, and later entered the lock to consider himself a person in the rivers and lakes only to find that the most despised people on the rivers and lakes, in addition to the stinky hooligan is a petty thief. ”

"It's ridiculous, no, I can fight bravely, but I ruined my future."

Miki seemed to understand something and asked, "So, you Red Party are all the bottom of society that is looked down upon?" ”

"It's true that it's the bottom, and it's really despised, but when have you ever seen someone standing on the top of the pyramid change the world?"

"Only when you can't live can you think about change, and only when you can't live can you dare to sacrifice."

"Don't underestimate this power, one day, you will tremble in front of it."

Miki was sneering, as if he was listening to the vision of a dying man.

"You say I'm going to tremble in front of you?"

"Or else?"

Miki discovered one thing, he found that the Red Party man in front of him did not seem to be groveling confessions, let alone afraid of punishment, but revealing his heart without being humble or arrogant.

"Do you think that when you get out of Shanhaiguan, you will be like a bamboo, rushing all the way to the hinterland of China? Do you think that you can completely crush the dignity of a nation with the strength of your ships and guns? ”

"Ming tells you, as long as you dare to step out of the Shanhaiguan, you will know what hell on earth is, and you will understand what an inch of mountains and rivers and an inch of blood are, even if it is a thistle dog on the road, it will stab you with blood because of growing on this land!"

Miki looked at him with interest, looked left and right, and finally asked, "Then do you think this war will end with which side wins?" ”

"The end?"

"What do you think!"

"I swear to you with the soul of a Red Party member, as long as you step out of Shanhaiguan, you may encounter many armies that will be defeated with one blow along the way, and see many traitors who take the initiative to surrender and make people look down on you, but the real Chinese dragon soul will always exist...... This war, even if only the last man is left, will shout at you, 'No death, the war will never end'! ”

Miki smiled, not fierce, but full of warlike intent, exuding a stirring emotion at a man who was tied to a stake.

His hand was pressed against the saber, and his eyes were fixed on the other party, until he saw that the other party had no power to fight back, and then he raised his head violently.

What Miki saw seemed to be an ethereal gas, no, it should be a spirit, this spirit is hidden under every smile full of kindness, but when you reveal the butcher's knife, you will see what is the hell of a nose.

……

"Shaozuo, he vomited blood!"

Miki instantly came back to his senses when he heard this, and when he raised his head, Lu Xiang in front of him was already like gold paper.

"Pry his mouth open!"

"This bastard has taken poison!"

In the busyness of this group of people, Lu Xiang closed his eyes, he seemed to see himself, the soul that should have been filthy because of petty theft, at this second, a strange light flashed all over his body, this kind of light should be called - holy.