Standing around? Coated captives, all with their heads bowed.

The adults of the Huaxia Army standing in the middle of their circle are not fierce at all, and their faces look very kind, and they have not been beaten or scolded since they arrived in Lushun.

However, after listening to what the instructor had just said, they couldn't help but feel a sense of weakness in their hearts, and they didn't dare to look up at the Huaxia adult who was close at hand in front of them.

The instructor walked slowly along the circle formed by the human wall, continuing the topic just now.

"You are all upright people raised by your fathers and mothers, and your parents gave birth to you as human beings, not as slaves to those barbaric and uncivilized Tartars.

People have always been afraid of death, and you steal your life when the Tartars are strong, and everyone understands that this is an extenuating thing.

Today, you have been rescued by our army from the Houjin Tartars and stood on the land of our Chinese nation, but you are still such a slave.

One by one, you all reach out and touch the rat's tail on the back of your head, and see if you are still like a person? ”

In the field, under the verbal attack of the instructor, some people began to cry lowly, and among these poor people who had suffered so much, as long as one person cried, he could lead a group of people to cry together.

The instructor continued, "One by one, think about your dead relatives, how many of your relatives and friends died at the hands of the dog Tartar?

Thinking about the miserable life that you lived in Liaodong more than ten years ago, which is not even as good as pigs and dogs, do you have a trace of guilt in your heart?

You have lived secretly for many years, but people will eventually die one day, and when you also die, and you see your wives and children who died at the hands of the Houjin Tartars in the ground, and you see the ancestors you worshipped, if they ask you if you have avenged them, what will you tell them? How do you have the face to meet them? ”

Suddenly, "Wow! After that, the originally low crying in the field turned into an uncontrollable howl.

After the first post-gold-coated captive wailed, the empty field was soon filled with a scene of crying, and the bitterness that had been suppressed in their respective hearts under the miserable life of many years suddenly erupted at this moment.

All the coated captives wept hoarsely, as if they could not eat the flesh of their enemies alive.

The captives wept and shouted the names of their dead relatives. Almost all the Liao people who survived in Liaodong had relatives and friends who died at the hands of the Houjin Tartars.

In the past, living under the rule of the Later Golden Eight Banners, they could often only choose to forget under the high-pressure and violent oppression, and gradually became numb in forgetting.

Many years later, it seems that those things in the past have become a long, long time ago, but today, under the guidance of the political workers in the Huaxia Army, the hatred buried in the bottom of the heart, as well as the hidden shame, almost simultaneously surged into everyone's hearts that had already become insensitive.

The instructor finally breathed a long sigh of relief, he was really afraid of running into a group of insensitive.

As long as someone can cry out loud, at least this shows that these people still have feelings, not really tortured numbness to the extreme.

While breathing a sigh of relief, the instructor was also happy for this group of prisoners, and they were still saved.

Two days ago, officers of the General Political Department rushed from China on an urgent basis, on the one hand, to make arrangements for a series of follow-up propaganda-related work in southern Liaoning.

The General Political Department wants to take advantage of this great victory in Fuzhou to inspire the hearts of the people in southern Liaoning and in China, so that everyone will know that neither those guys on the Korean Peninsula nor the real Tartars on the Liaodong Peninsula are China's opponents.

On the other hand, it is that he carefully screens the coats and ahas from the prisoners of Liaodong, and does not mix with the spies.

When the internal secret meeting was held, the top level of the General Political Department specifically explained that if the coated prisoners were indeed incorrigible, they would be transported back to various parts of the country for exhibition.

Then cut off the head and send it to Daming, and make transactions with those military towns in various places, although the head of the coat is far less valuable than the head of the Jurchen Tartar, but more or less, you can always exchange some silver to come back and subsidize the financial gap.

Therefore, as one of the people directly responsible for screening the situation, he has always been worried about these compatriots, fearing that they will misjudge because of their numbness.

Well, now, since a few words can open the emotional valve of these compatriots, then the follow-up screening work will be much smoother.

As long as every compatriot can show that there is hope that they can be saved, then they will definitely be able to survive, and after varying degrees of transformation, they will be integrated into the current Chinese family.

"Your enemies are there, I have won a place for a real Tartar for your group of people, and one of the hundreds of Tartar captives tied up will be handed over to you to dispose of at will, and now, the time for revenge has come, what are you waiting for?"

The instructor roared loudly as he pointed to the Houjin Tartar tied to the nearest stake not far from the circle.

The coated captives, who were crying on the ground, were stunned for a moment, and then suddenly shouted, and they all surrounded the Jurchen Tartar.

Each of them gritted their teeth and kept punching and kicking at the Jurchen Tartar, and some people directly pounced on the Tartar, crawling on the Tartar's body and tearing it indiscriminately, blood infecting between their teeth, and the Houjin Zhen Tartar seemed to have suffered a cruel Ling Chi Dark, and screamed loudly.

The frenzied captives drowned the post-golden tartar in an instant.

In a frenzied shout, the sky above the crowd continued to fly with fragments of clothes worn by the golden tartar, and even pieces of flesh and blood.

This tragic scene made even the soldiers of the Chinese Army on duty around the school grounds, as well as the political workers who were secretly observing in the house, all tremble in fear.

"Heaven holy Buddha blessed, I didn't let them become crazy, it was the evil retribution caused by the thousands of sins created by the Houjin Tartar himself, and it has nothing to do with me······"

The instructor who had impassionedly enlightened the captives just now was a little embarrassed, and he didn't dare to look directly at the miserable scene, and forced his head to turn to the side.

However, after turning his head, he happened to face the two army soldiers who were on guard next to him.

As a company-level political worker, he was too bad in front of his comrades-in-arms, so he lowered his head, walked slowly, and made an appearance that he was thinking about things.