The crowd had turned into a flow of people, and the commotion was even more intense, and people tried to move upstream or downstream along the river bank to get away from the Japanese pursuit behind. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But, soon, gunshots and the instant screams of the shooters rang out in both directions, and the place was surrounded by devils.

Rows of devils with guns and steel helmets could be seen on three sides, squeezing the crowd towards the river with a slow but seemingly intriguing pace in the hearts of everyone in the encirclement, as if an invisible hand was clutching the crowd towards the river.

When the people next to the silt puddle were squeezed into the over-the-shoulder mud or over-the-top puddle by the people in front of them and let out a life-saving cry, the crowd remembered that they were about to enter the Yangtze River if they walked again.

So the people near the puddle began to desperately resist the people who were still retreating, until the people in front listened to the miserable cries of falling water behind them, and realized that there was nowhere to retreat behind, and finally everyone stood in place like buns in the steamer.

These besieged Chinese people are nothing more than two identities, civilians or soldiers who have given up resistance, and these two kinds of people have two things in common, the same defenseless, the same hopeless crossing the river.

Those who were still able to stir up blood in the rout and dared to fight the invaders were dead, and most of the rest were followers who had retreated from the rout.

Everyone is afraid of death, everyone fights for the survival of the nation, and the weakness of the spirit is more terrible than the weakness of the body.

Huo Xiaoshan, who was hiding behind the reeds, felt deep anger and shame, so many people had no one to resist, just like a duck being driven down the river, a rabbit was in a hurry and bit people, what would be the fate of everyone waiting for the voice?

The moment he realized this problem, Huo Xiaoshan thought of his home, and remembered the peaceful and quiet village where he grew up but was finally slaughtered by Japanese devils.

He felt a deep powerlessness, even if he had a gun in his hand and a Yanling knife in his hand, how many devils could he kill at this time, ten? Twenty? Thirty? A hundred? This is not to say that individual resistance is not important, but rather that the resistance of the whole army is not as it is now, when hundreds or thousands of people are lambs to the slaughter.

The crowd was no longer crowded, because there was no way back after all, and everyone was silent, or frightened or dumbfounded, looking at the muzzles of the black holes and the bright bayonets, and the invisible pressure made people breathless.

One of the men at the front couldn't bear this fear, and fell to his knees! But the person behind him reached out and pulled him by the collar, and he let out a whimpering sound because the collar was holding his throat.

At this time, a roar suddenly erupted from the crowd, and at the same time, a person jumped out, got up and rushed towards the devil, this person is not a warrior, this is Huo Xiaoshan's first instinct, because the person and the devil are thirty or forty meters away, and he runs in no order, he should have had a nervous breakdown under great pressure!

"Bang" a gunshot rang out, I don't know which Japanese soldier pulled the trigger, the man pounced forward, but did not die, after a moment he actually sat up, pressed his left leg and howled out of nowhere, but was hit by a bullet in the leg.

"Yaga!" A Japanese officer raised his hand and gave a slap in the face to a soldier next to him, who had just hit the man.

"Hi Yi!" The Japanese soldier was slapped in the face, but instead raised his head and bowed to his commander.

The Japanese officer shouted a few more words to the soldier in Japanese, and the soldier with his gun began to hi Yi.

The Chinese present were a little confused, and the Japanese were kind? Because he shot the people, was that devil soldier beaten? Even the screams of the man with his feet in his arms who had been shot and collapsed were quiet, and there was a certain hope in his eyes.

But only Huo Xiaoshan's face became gloomy, and his hand suddenly clenched the reeds under him.

The man next to him saw Huo Xiaoshan's different color, and asked quietly: "What's wrong, what are the Japanese talking about?" "Hanzi has beaten Japanese soldiers, so naturally I don't believe that the devil will be so merciful.

But there was no need for Huo Xiaoshan to answer, because he saw that the Japanese soldier took out the bayonet he carried with him and skillfully loaded it on the gun, and then rushed towards the Chinese who was still sitting on the ground with this 38 big cover.

In the man's horrified eyes, the bayonet was passing through his heart, and then, after the executioner drew the knife, he fell to the ground and convulsed.

The surrounded crowd seemed to have turned into a person at this time, gasped and shivered collectively, and this shot completely destroyed the courage of everyone present to resist.

Huo Xiaoshan's eyes were angry, because although he was far away, he could clearly hear what the Japanese officer said: "How can you use such a precious bullet to kill the pig?" ”

Hanzi's face turned red at this time, and he stood up and was about to rush forward, but he was pushed back by Huo Xiaoshan, who was quick with his hands.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to fight the devil!" Hanzi is undoubtedly bloody.

"Stupid you, you were beaten into a sieve before you could rush there!" Huo Xiaoshan retorted.

"Then you can't wait for death, I'm going to catch a cushion when I'm dying!" Hanzi was not convinced.

"Are you good at water?" Huo Xiaoshan asked.

"Okay." Hanzi first wondered how Huo Xiaoshan could ask this question at this juncture, looked back at the Yangtze River that was close at hand, and almost shouted, "My mother, you're not planning to swim over, are you?!" ”

"Yes, swim over, I can swim through." Huo Xiaoshan said word by word.

"How is that possible? This water is too cold! People don't wait for Jiang Xin's legs to freeze and cramp! If the water wasn't icy in the summer, I could almost swim through! "Hanzi really doesn't believe it.

"I can swim over the ice, I won't cramp." Huo Xiaoshan had to continue to explain

"How is this possible?" Hanzi felt that this thing was incredible.

Huo Xiaoshan was about to say something, but he heard someone shouting from the other end of the crowd, and the two stopped talking and turned their heads to look at each other.

"Put your ears up and listen." The shouter stood beside the Japanese officer, wearing a top hat and a box gun cross-body.

It is obvious that he is another traitor, Huo Xiaoshan is angry and silent, he can't help but think of Yu Bad Water who was thrown into a dry well by himself, tens of millions of compatriots in the Chinese, is the traitor who is greedy for life and afraid of death like a carp crossing the river?

"The Imperial Army said that the Imperial Army of Great Japan is the most merciful, and although you have changed your clothes, the Imperial Army also knows that you are soldiers. But if you don't have weapons, the imperial army will leave you a way out, do you see there? As he spoke, he pointed with his hand, pointing to the sandbar where Huo Xiaoshan and Hanzi were hiding, and Huo Xiaoshan hurriedly pulled Hanzi and lowered his head.

"The Imperial Army said that as long as you can run to that pile of reeds within ten numbers, the Imperial Army will spare his life! If you can't get there, just wait to be shot! ”

As soon as the traitor's voice fell, the people who were surrounded began to commotion.

They all turned their heads to look at the sandbar.

This sandbar is not big, and it can stand like a hundred or so people, and the people who are surrounded are densely pressed against a large area, not to mention thousands.

Can you really avoid death by running on this sandbar? I'm afraid no one will believe it, but ants are still stealing life, who can refuse the slightest temptation to survive under the threat of machine guns and bayonets? (To be continued.) )