Huo Xiaoshan: They have been searching by the river for more than a day. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After he led the five people on foot to the section of the river close to the city of Nanjing, he and Xiaoshi changed into ordinary people's clothes and went to the steamed bun shop on the outskirts of the city to buy a large bag of steamed buns and pickles.

The purpose of this operation was to recover the body of his mother, Huo Xiaoshan didn't want to cause more trouble, so he was naturally very well prepared.

Changing clothes to buy steamed buns was to prevent the Japanese army's clothing from incurring the disgust of the local people.

I bought so many steamed buns at once, so as not to leave any traces on the fire by the river.

After buying steamed buns and coming back, I changed back into Japanese military clothes, which were naturally used for cover.

And when they got off the Japanese motorboat, they had already taken a 38 big cover each, and they could not always wear Japanese clothes but were holding box guns.

Huo Xiaoshan has a way of killing enemies, naturally because he has a keen sense of skill, but it is also related to his meticulous thinking in everything, and there has never been a wise man who was born to know, nor is there a good man who is invulnerable.

At this time, it was already evening, and Huo Xiaoshan Xiaoshi and the other two soldiers were holding the steamed bun with pickles in one hand to satisfy their hunger.

At this time, it is autumn, although it has not yet arrived, and it is the season of green grass and yellow, but the scenery in front of me has been bleak.

The lead clouds hung low in the sky, and the river on the shore was fiercely windy.

In the river, only Japanese ships were seen coming and going, and the shore was covered with artemisia grass.

Huo Xiaoshan looked at the artemisia grass that was already over his waist, but he was thinking about how to find his mother's body.

It is impossible to find the migrant worker who buried his mother's relatives back then, and no one even knows his surname.

It is even more impossible to find those Japanese soldiers, although the name of a junior officer of the Japanese army is mentioned, but the letter is a trophy captured by the Japanese army after being killed, and it is estimated that the Japanese soldiers who participated in the burial of their mothers are already dead.

So there was only the stupidest trick left to look for along the river, and he naturally remembered that the Japanese army's family letter was recorded and buried on the high post by the river.

Then we must find the place where the Japanese army threw the corpse, and the Japanese army must pick the most convenient place to throw the corpse, and it is impossible to pull the northwest corner to the northeast corner to throw the corpse.

The Yangtze River is rolling, there is a road leading to the intersection of the Yangtze River, as long as it is next to the river, it is naturally a place to throw corpses.

In this way, the search is naturally not fast, but yesterday the day was in vain.

Although I also encountered some graves, there were either monuments on them or they didn't give Huo Xiaoshan the feeling that they were.

There was a sound of footsteps in the distance, but it was Liu Zhanchun and Kawaguchi Duanichi who had returned, and the two of them were looking for nearby people to ask where there was a place where the Japanese army threw their bodies.

Liu Zhanchun is the one who Huo Xiaoshan left when he felt that he still had blood when he fought the Emperor's Army, this time he went to the vicinity of Nanjing City to do business, Huo Xiaoshan took into account that he was a veteran and was clever enough to bring it out when he came into contact with outsiders.

"How?" Xiao Shi asked while handing over a piece of steamed bread.

"There are no clues, the residents in the vicinity are no longer old households, and the old households have been killed." Liu Zhanchun shook his head in disappointment.

Seeing Liu Zhanchun say this, those people all set their eyes on Huo Xiaoshan, Huo Xiaoshan glanced at them and said, "It's time to eat." ”

So the people continued to eat, but after a while, a soldier named Peng Yong said, "I don't know how many people the devil killed in this Nanjing City last year?" ”

As soon as he said this, he was glared at fiercely by the little stone who raised his head when he heard the words, and said in his heart, Why are you so ignorant?

Xiao Shixin said that he knew that the leader's mother was also a victim, and it would be too blind for you to ask this question, although Xiao Shi himself also wanted to know.

Peng Yong was a child of Lianghuai who later joined the Quartermaster Department, and he was not very old, and he was not a member of the Xiaoshi reconnaissance squad.

But this time, Huo Xiaoshan's plan to Nanjing was to seize the boat on the river, and Peng Yong was very good at water, so he brought him.

Peng Yong only reacted when he saw Xiao Shi glaring at him, he said the wrong thing, his face was red, and he didn't dare to say anything.

"Ask Hanzi." It was Huo Xiaoshan who answered.

As soon as he heard that the head was accosted, Peng Yong couldn't help but glance at Huo Xiaoshan gratefully, the head is the head!

"I don't know how many people to kill, but I know that killing all the devils in Nanjing City now is not enough to save one life." Hanzi thought for a while and said.

Hanzi said little, and his answer was vague, who knows how many Japanese soldiers were in Nanjing.

Huo Shaoshan had no choice but to answer again: "Even if it is a division, it is counted as 20,000 people, but I estimate that there are more than 100,000 dead." ”

Huo Xiaoshan's words shocked the three soldiers, except for Kawaguchi Kanichi, because he was also present when the city of Nanjing was broken.

Shocked, the three soldiers did not speak for a long time.

Xiaoshi, the three of them have been soldiers for a while, but at most, they saw that a division of the national army had 20,000 people in the sky, and at that time, they already felt that the people were overwhelming, and they really couldn't imagine how many 100,000 people could be.

It was getting dark, and today's search was over, and although the river breeze was still blowing, it couldn't hide the oppressive atmosphere of the conversation.

"So many people died? Let's not talk about this little devil beast, but so many people know that the devil wants to kill him, and no one resists? This time it was the little stone that spoke.

"Of course there is resistance, but there is no resistance more." After Huo Xiaoshan said this, he and Hanzi looked at each other, and the two of them seemed to see the situation before jumping into the river that day.

The Japanese spitting flaming machine guns crackled like dumplings, and the people who fell into the water fell like wheat that had been cut.

"Monk Hua, where were you when you fought Nanjing?" Liu Zhanchun suddenly asked Kawaguchi Kuaichi.

"Nanjing." Kawaguchi Kanichi asked him before he spoke, after all, it was the Japanese who killed so many Chinese, and he was now very ashamed of his Japanese identity, so he couldn't speak.

"Then tell me, did you see that there were Chinese who resisted at that time?" Hanzi asked.

Hanzi naturally remembered that the devil was killing people by the river at that time, and he wanted to fight with the devil, but Huo Xiaoshan pulled him to jump into the river to escape.

Kawaguchi Kuanichi, who originally lowered his head, raised his head and saw Huo Xiaoshan nodding his head, and then said slowly: "I believe in Buddhism, I haven't even killed a bird, naturally I haven't killed anyone, whether Chinese or Japanese."

I can't figure out what's wrong with us Japanese, so fond of killing, and I can't figure out why you Chinese don't resist, and of course those who dare to resist are all killed in battle

I have seen with my own eyes Chinese and you are like and so on, like ......"

At this point, Kawaguchi paused, even though he was a nerd, he couldn't talk anymore.

"Like what? You all say ah flower monk. Xiao Shi and Liu Zhanchun asked.

"It's like, like being driven into the Yangtze River like a duck, and no one resists." After Kawaguchi said this, his head hung very low.

"Monk Hua, why are you talking? You Japanese are like ducks! "Liu Zhanchun's little stones are in a hurry!

The little stone stood up and grabbed Kawaguchi's collar with his hand.

"Stone sit down!" Huo Xiaoshan stopped Xiao Shi and Liu Zhanchun in time.

Kawaguchi's inappropriate adjective hurt the self-esteem of the Chinese soldiers present, and all four of them, except Huo Xiaoshan, were panting for breath.

"What's the use of you guys and Kawaguchi Kyu? He doesn't lie. Don't care about others, we can only manage ourselves, first, we must dare to resist, and second, we must have the ability to resist. Okay, let's rest, I'll be busy tomorrow. After saying this, Huo Xiaoshan walked to a reed swing by the river, always looking for a relatively hidden place to rest.

None of the six men in the quartermaster had slept well that night.

The four of them were angry because of Kawaguchi Kanichi's words.

Kanichi Kawaguchi is motivated by guilt that he was once an aggressor.

He didn't dare to say that at that time, there was a single person in the Japanese army who killed more than 300 unarmed Chinese like a demon, he didn't dare to say! When he said it, he was afraid that the little stone would split himself with a knife!

Huo Xiaoshan didn't get entangled in Kawaguchi Kanichi's sentence, in his opinion, what Kawaguchi Kanichi said was naturally the truth.

What's the use of being angry about reality? Acknowledging that reality changes reality means that the focus of all Huo Xiaoshan's thinking and behavior is on how to change reality.

He rarely needs anger, what he needs is to be clear at all times.

This night, Huo Xiaoshan recited the Buddha until late, until he finally integrated all his body and mind into the sound of the Buddha's horn, until finally let his subconscious thoughts of hoping that his mother would give him a little hint in the dark also turned into nothingness.