"If you want me to say, wouldn't it be over if you sent them across the river directly, why did you already send them away, and you have to send someone to call them back, you really don't have to be troublesome." Lao Dongbei's nagging did not affect Tang Cheng, he knew that Lao Dongbei was talking about Sun Guohua and the three of them who were leading the way at the head of the team at the moment. Wu Laosan is very familiar with the brothers in this area, but unfortunately he is not a soldier, Tang Cheng is worried that the closer he gets to Lijiashan, the more he will encounter the Japanese army, he needs not only guides, but also qualified scouts.

Sun Guohua They are the Anti-Japanese Salvation Army, and they have all received the so-called training of military guerrilla warfare experts, plus Sun Guohua and they have been active in this area for half a month, even if they encounter Japanese troops on the road ahead, Sun Guohua and the three of them can deal with it calmly, so that they will not run back and shout for help like Wu Laosan. "What are you talking about, or are you going to be a scout in the vanguard?" Old Northeast's chatter was interrupted by Tang Cheng's casual words, and then he closed his mouth and stopped nagging.

The vanguard is a new word for recruits, but for veterans like the old Northeast, it means death, the vanguard is the first to approach the enemy army, and it will be the first to die, and the highest mortality rate among all troops is the vanguard. When fighting with the enemy, the veterans will encourage the recruits to rush forward in order to save their lives, and the recruits attract the enemy's firepower, and the veterans who are ready to fight have the opportunity to attack the enemy position.

According to Wu Laosan's guidance, a few miles of land were quickly completed, and Zhoujiawan was in front of him, but Sun Guohua, who was walking in the front, squatted down like Wu Laosan, and the silent Zhoujiawan seemed to be a little wrong at this time. "Otherwise, I'll go into the village to have a look, I often come to Zhoujiawan, and many people here recognize me." Looking at Zhoujiawan, which was still silent, a bad omen flashed in Wu Laosan's heart, Zhoujiawan should not be so silent in the past.

Tang Cheng shook his head and didn't agree to Wu Laosan's suggestion, if there was a change in Zhoujiawan, letting a guy like Wu Laosan enter the village would simply be sent to death. Holding the binoculars and looking at it for a while, Tang Cheng, whose face had changed, ordered everyone to enter the village, Lao Dongbei wanted to dissuade him, but when he looked at Tang Cheng, he happened to face the gesture that Tang Cheng gave him, and the old Northeast who knew it in his heart also changed his face. Entering the village meant that there was water to drink and food to eat, and the soldiers of the Sichuan army, who were already hungry, sped up, but Tang Cheng and Lao Dongbei, who knew the inside story, looked different.

Before he reached the entrance of the village, Wu Laosan had already rushed into the village with a shout, and the strong smell of blood and burnt paste hit his face, and Tang Cheng was almost choked by the mixed smell. When Tang Cheng entered the village, he saw a pale Wu Laosan kneeling by a big pit in the village digging in the soil, and at the feet of Wu Laosan was a girl in a floral shirt, the girl's floral clothes were broken, and it looked like she would never be more than twelve years old. Tang Cheng couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so he only took off his military uniform and covered it on the girl's body, the girl's pants had already been ripped off, her legs were full of bone-length scars, her lower body was even more sparse, her stomach was cut open, and her intestines were thrown out two or three meters away.

"God, please chop down a thunderbolt and kill these little devils who are not as good as pigs and dogs." Wu Laosan, whose hands were covered with blood, knelt on the edge of the pit and cried, his friend's family was in this pit, and the little girl Tang Cheng saw just now was the eldest daughter of Wu Laosan's friend's family.

Less than ten meters away from Tang City, the skull of a baby, less than two feet old and seemingly no more than a year old, was lifted open, and the brain was missing. On the baby's side, a peasant woman's clothes were thrown out of the distance, her mouth was covered with blood, and it could be faintly seen that she was holding the small thing on the man's lower body in her mouth, and she didn't know how many holes had been stabbed on her body, and a large pool of blood had accumulated under her body. On the other side, a middle-aged uncle's sternum was propped open, his internal organs were intact, only his heart was missing, but his mouth was stuffed with a ball of blood-red minced meat, which was his heart.

Even the old Northeast, who had been killed by a hundred kills and had dozens of lives in his hands, churned in his stomach, vomited out, and as soon as his feet slipped, the old Northeast rolled down the dirt pit. The strong bloody breath came to the nose, and there were more than 100 corpses densely piled up in the pit, some with different heads, some cut off at the waist, and those who maintained a struggling posture, all kinds of torture and killing methods imaginable can be seen here. This was the first time Tang Cheng saw Lao Dongbei panicked, as if he was being chased and bitten by a dog, Lao Dongbei crawled out of the pit like an arrow, his face was white and terrifying.

Obviously, Lao Dongbei is not the only one who is so panicked, the Sichuan soldiers behind Tang Cheng have already vomited and their legs are weak, and a few guys who look similar to Lao Northeast are even more dumb and have cried. "You're made of stone, aren't you?" Stretched out his hand to wipe the stains from the corners of his mouth, Lao Dongbei was very surprised Tang Cheng's indifference, he vomited like this, but Tang Cheng kept looking at the dirt pit with an expressionless face, except that his face was a little pale, and he didn't even shake his legs.

Tang Cheng, who was asked by Lao Northeast, was still expressionless, and he didn't even glance at Lao Northeast, which made Lao Northeast think that Tang Cheng was a hard-hearted guy even more. In fact, Lao Dongbei didn't know that Tang Cheng was stoic at the moment, if Lao Dongbei didn't pay attention to Tang Cheng's expression but his hand, he would find that Tang Cheng was pinching his thigh with his own hand, if it weren't for the waves of pain coming from his thigh, maybe Tang Cheng would have completely collapsed at this time.

Standing on the edge of this dirt pit full of corpses, Tang Cheng felt as if he had seen hell, and those broken corpses would get up and drag themselves into hell at any time. Relying on pinching his thighs, Tang Cheng maintained his last calmness and composure, and when everyone vomited and his legs and feet were weak in the dark, Tang Cheng was the only one who stood like nails.

"The devil is coming, the devil is coming...... Just when everyone was at a loss, there was a sudden cry from the village, and the cry like the howl of the nine ghosts was extremely sharp, and when they heard it, they knew that it was a woman who was crying. Tang Cheng was startled, and then drew a gun and aimed it behind him, a middle-aged woman with naked body and loose hair screamed sharply, kept waving her arms, ignoring Tang Cheng and the gun in his hand, and ran past many Sichuan soldiers with a crazy shout.

"The devil is coming, haha, the devil is coming, the devil is coming, the villagers are running, run quickly, no one can run, haha......" The woman shrieked wildly, reached out and picked up a head with wide eyes and a look of fear still retained from the ground, and kept shaking up and down, "Ergouzi, run, why don't you run, run quickly, the devil will cut off your head, haha...... Bang......" The middle-aged woman's laughter stopped abruptly with a crisp gunshot, and Tang Cheng, who was standing on the edge of the dirt pit, put away the barge gun with a gloomy face and walked towards the village.

"What the fuck are you stupid? I went into the village, looked for anyone who survived, looked for some tools or something, and buried all these corpses. "Tang Cheng went into the village, and the old northeast who came back to his senses also led those Sichuan troops to search in the village, and the people of the Sichuan army didn't understand why Tang Cheng killed the woman, but the old northeast knew. It is difficult for such a woman who was spoiled and crazy by the Japanese army to live on her own, rather than letting her live like crazy, it is better to send her down to accompany her family.

The scattered Sichuan soldiers searched all the houses in Zhoujiawan, and almost all of them thought that there were no living people in the whole Zhoujiawan, and only Wu Laosan was still digging around in the yard of his friend's house like crazy with a shovel. "Sir, please give me a few people to help me find it, my friend's family still has a half-grown boy who has not been found. He told me that there is a place in the courtyard where people can hide, and you can give me a few people to help me find out. "A man who licked blood on his head actually cried like a woman, Tang Cheng really couldn't refuse Wu Laosan's request.

Wu Laosan was digging the yard of his friend's house with a few people from the Sichuan army, and the rest were all corpses in the village, and the exhausted Tang Cheng was sitting on the big stone at the entrance of the village. Feeling out the cigarette and smoking it down, Tang Cheng didn't want to say a word now, he just wanted to stay alone like this. Lao Dongbei looked at Tang Cheng who was sitting at the entrance of the village from a distance, and he didn't understand why Tang Cheng was obviously a hard-hearted guy, why he still made such a lonely appearance.

All the corpses that could be found in the village were buried in that dirt pit, and since they were all members of the same village before they died, it was better to get together when they died. The woman who was shot and killed by Tang Cheng was buried on top, and the face-down woman lay on top of the corpses with her legs outstretched, as if protecting the villagers. "Bury it, everyone comes over to add soil once, even if it is to see off these villagers, the villagers will bless you to survive on the battlefield under the Nine Springs." Tang Cheng was the first to bury soil in the pit, followed by Lao Northeast and those Sichuan troops, and Sun Guohua also added soil to the pit.

There was only a wooden board in front of the mound where the whole village was buried, and there was not a single word on the board. There was no yellow paper, no fire candles, and no white flags, and when the wooden planks were inserted in the mound, Tang Cheng only let 10 Sichuan soldiers shoot a volley of guns into the sky. Wu Laosan's efforts were not in vain, and after almost turning over the yard of his friend's house, Wu Laosan found his unconscious nephew Xiaobao under the donkey trough in the yard.

Zhang Xiaobao is 14 years old this year, and his small figure looks the same size as those twelve or thirteen-year-old children. "Then let him follow me, and when we go back, we will be in the company of the stone." Wu Laosan didn't expect Tang Cheng to agree so happily, Tang Cheng, who was born as an orphan, has an inexplicable affection for those children who have no father and no mother, if it weren't for this, Tang Cheng would never have left Mengcheng with Liu Shishi in the first place.