Zhan Zhizhan was a little flattered when he saw this, but he was afraid that his cousin would misunderstand that he was prejudiced against the North Koreans, so he explained first: "There is also a difference between good guys and bad guys before North Koreans beat little devils, like an outstanding general of the Red Army who graduated from the Whampoa Military Academy named Jin Xun, who is a North Korean, and his name in the Red Army is Bi Shiti. In the 'Hunchun Incident' in 1920, he led a company to participate in the ambush of Qingshan in Longxian County, and also killed the captain of the Ghana Wing who was a little devil. Also, many Koreans in the Eighth Route Army are good guys, and they specialize in fighting little Japanese devils. ……”

He Zhimin smiled and said to his cousin: "Those North Koreans who killed my mother are bad guys, who are they?" ……”

Zhan Zhizhan scratched his head and said, "The little devil battle line is too long, just a few soldiers, where is it enough!" Therefore, once the front line is tightened, the Kwantung Army outside the pass will be transferred to the pass to support the little devils in the pass. The little devils swept the Jiaodong base area, and the Kwantung Army, the little devils stationed in Liaoning, dispatched a wing to land in Yantai to support the little devils in Jiaodong. …… There was a 'Asai Squadron' composed of Koreans in this Japanese wing, and the squadron leader's name was 'Kazuo Asai', and the North Korean name of this demon was Okju-hyun. ……”

Then, Zhan Zhizhan told He Zhimin about the tragic history of the Jiaodong anti-Japanese base during the Anti-Japanese War. ……

The days were bright, and the people of Zhouzhuang, who had been wandering around the mountains for several days, were sleeping sweetly at home. Kazuo Asai stood on the top of the mountain, holding the war knife given by Prince Chaoxiang Palace because of his "brave fighting" in the Nanjing Massacre, looking at the silent Zhouzhuang under the cover of night, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a treacherous smile.

Two days ago, when the "Asai Squadron" entered the empty Zhouzhuang, Kazuo Asai stopped his subordinates from burning down the houses of ordinary people. He wants to keep these houses and lure the people back to their homes, and come back again. The purpose is to complete the task assigned to him by Captain Masao Ichiki and find more than 30,000 catties of public grain hidden by the Eighth Route Army in Zhouzhuang. The food hidden by the Eighth Route Army is known only to the common people who help the Eighth Route Army hide the grain. Kazuo Asai looked down on the Japanese troops stationed in Shandong. He was puzzled, how was this messed up, and even eating became a problem. They also had to go to the countryside to rob the people's food to finance military supplies.

Zhouzhuang is the seat of the government of the three districts of the Eighth Route Army, and the common people here have been reddened, and the "three-light policy" must be implemented without leaving a bane. Kazuo Asai shouted at Zhou Shanlin, the pseudo battalion commander who was observing Zhou Zhuang's movements with a telescope: "Hey...... Zhou Sang! ……”

Zhou Shanlin is the only son of Zhou Defang, an enlightened gentry in Zhouzhuang and a senator of the anti-Japanese government of Ye County of the Eighth Route Army, graduated from the 15th phase of the Whampoa Military Academy, was coerced by his boss to be a traitor, and is currently the commander of the Eighth Mixed Brigade of the puppet army. Zhou Shanlin heard the leader of the shallow well call himself, Zhou Shanlin hurriedly ran over, nodded and said, "Taijun......"

Kazuo Asai made a gesture of encirclement to Zhou Zhuang vividly, and waved his hand to Zhou Shanlin.

"Hello! ......" Zhou Shanlin naturally understood what Squadron Leader Asai meant, and he waved his hand to call over the two company commanders under him, Ma Youcai, the commander of the seventh company, and Yang Chengbiao, the commander of the ninth company, and said, "Immediately surround Zhouzhuang!" …… You have to go into the village quietly, and don't shoot guns. After entering the village, drive the people to the playground of the school and find out the district cadres of the Eighth Route Army! ……”

Ma Youcai and Yang Chengbiao are Zhou Shanlin's most trusted people, and they can also be said to be brothers in life and death. When Zhou Shanlin said this, he secretly glanced at Kazuo Asai and said in a low voice: "You two be careful, don't hurt my father......"

Ma Youcai and Yang Chengbiao nodded knowingly, and after saluting Zhou Shanlin, they pulled out the shell gun on their waists and led the puppet army down the mountain respectively. Kazuo Asai was relieved to see that the puppet army of two companies had surrounded Zhouzhuang as planned. He waved his hand and led the devil down the mountain. Kazuo Asai hadn't even reached the halfway point of the mountain when he suddenly heard a huge explosion of a grenade, followed by a gunfire like a burst of beans. It turned out that although the "Asai Squadron" solved the outpost set up by the district team on the mountain, it was discovered by the secret outpost ambushed by the district team on the edge of Zhuangzi and touched the puppet army at the edge of the village. As soon as the soldiers of this district squad saw that the puppet army had touched them, they hurriedly threw out a grenade and reported to the village.

The explosion of the grenade was distinctly loud in the silence of Li. Kazuo Asai scolded: "Yaga! ……”

Kazuo Asai's sneak attack plan is completely bankrupt, and now he must rush into Zhouzhuang as soon as possible. Kazuo Asai was annoyed, pulled out his saber, swung it vigorously, and howled like a wolf pack: "シューズを!" ……”

The two devils and the puppet army called, and the village became a pot of porridge! Zhan Sanni, who had just given birth, took out her husband's two shell guns from under the pillow and calmly moved the nose of the machine. Zhou Chuntao, the little sister of Zhou Tieshan, the captain of the district squad known as "Zhou Blacksmith", ran in with Zhan Sanni's newborn son in her arms: "Third sister, the devil is here!" ……”

"Blacksmith Zhou" then burst in breathlessly. Zhan Sanni frowned, glanced at the soldiers of the district squad gathered in her room, and said very calmly: "Hmm...... Hemlock, although there is no movement in the west, there are designated devils waiting for us. Listen to the gunfire in the east is all 'made in Hanyang', the terrain there is dangerous, there will not be too many puppet troops, you take people to cover the villagers from there to fight out into the mountains! …… I'll take a few men to the west and cover you! ……”

How could "Blacksmith Zhou" let the district chief take the risk? But Zhan Sanni undoubtedly interrupted the words of "Blacksmith Zhou": "Hemlock, don't fight, it's too late!" …… The burden of covering the retreat of the townsfolk is heavier! ……”

"Blacksmith Zhou" led the district team, covering some of the villagers and Zhou Chuntao, who was holding Zhan Sanni's son, rushed out of Zhuangzi and got into the mountains. Zhan Sanni led the fighters of more than a dozen district squads to break through and encountered the main force of the "Asai Squadron". Most of the fighters of the district squad were killed, and Zhan Sanni and three seriously wounded soldiers of the district squad were captured.

It was dawn, there was no sun, and it was obscured by layers of dark clouds. The dark clouds swam around recklessly, pressing down on the top of the mountain and covering Zhouzhuang. The people who didn't have time to run out were all driven to the playground of the school funded by Mr. Zhou Defang. Everyone was nervous, huddled tightly together, and hung their heads heavily. Zhan Sanni and the fighters of the three district squads were tied to a tree on the edge of the playground.

Around the crowd, there were devil soldiers with guns. One by one, they stared at the vicious eyes, and the bayonets on the guns flashed a cold light. Although it is the day of the eleventh month of the lunar calendar in front of us, everyone feels colder and more terrifying than the tenth winter wax moon.

Kazuo Asai squinted his eyes and scanned the crowd for a while, touched his upper lip and a small handful of beard, called in a dumb voice like a broken gong, and then waved his hand. A ghost soldier behind him then shouted at the people, "What are you doing with all that! What about calves? Ma Yuer replied to Taijun's question neatly, and where did the grain of the Eight Roads be hidden! ……”

"Huh? …… It's strange and strange, Oriental devils don't know how to fart, and their mouths are full of big ballast! ......" This devil soldier opened his mouth, which immediately made people feel very surprised, and a few bold people looked up and hurriedly lowered their heads.

The villagers couldn't imagine that the group of devil soldiers in front of them were not Japanese at all. Rather, it is a North Korean who was born in China, grew up in China, and grew up eating Chinese grain. Most of them don't speak Japanese, but they can speak a pure Northeast Chinese dialect. Seeing that the people still didn't speak, Kazuo Asai waved his hand and called over a devil squad leader.

The leader of the devil squad came to Zhan Sanni with two little devils, dragged them in front of Kazuo Asai, and threw them to the ground. People were concerned and went up to block it together, and with a "bang", more than a dozen devils were on fire, and the tips of their bayonets touched people's clothes. Unarmed people, forced. Zhan Sanni's face turned pale, and she lay motionless on the ground.

Kazuo Asai fiddled with the two shell guns that my third aunt had run out of bullets in his hands, talked pleasantly, and then made a gesture to the devil soldier. The devil soldier walked up to my third aunt, bowed down and said, "Taijun asked you, where did you hide all the food in the Eighth Road?" Say it, Taijun will give you Zagu, Zagu ......"

My third aunt raised her head, glared at this devil fiercely, and did not answer. Kazuo Asai waved his hand again indifferently. The captain of the devil squad pulled out the command knife with a "swish", and the devil translator said to Zhan Sanni with a smile: "Female Balu, you still have to say it neatly, otherwise, Taijun will use this Balu as a target for practicing assassination!" ……”

Zhan Sanni sat on the ground, supporting her body without any strength. The leader of the devil squad screamed and swung the command knife downward. The three devils opened their strange eyes, strode forward murderously, and with a howl, the long bayonet of the 38 big gaier pierced into the chest of the soldiers of the three district squads who were glaring angrily.

A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Kazuo Asai's mouth, and he waved his hand again. The two devils pushed away everyone, and dragged Zhou Defa, an old man in his fifties who was sweating profusely and sifting chaff all over his body, and dragged him out.

"Daddy! ......" A farmer in his thirties shouted, parted the crowd, and rushed forward.

"While pulling and going! ......" A devil cursed, and knocked the farmer to the ground with the butt of a gun.

The leader of the devil squad walked up to Zhou Defa, took out a white handkerchief and wiped the command knife, and then raised the knife high. Zhou Defa sighed, closed his eyes in despair, and hung his head to die. The villagers stared at the devil squad leader very nervously.

"Wait! …… I am Zhan Sanni, the head of the anti-Japanese government of the three districts, and I am single-handedly responsible for hiding food! …… It has nothing to do with the common people, you let him go, you want to kill him, you want to kill me! ......" Zhan Sanni struggled to support her body with both hands and said categorically.