Chapter 1 Oath (Eighth Middle School)

"What's going on?" Hongbei was stunned and asked loudly. Before he met Zhang Songling, he shouldn't have wasted his time on the prisoners, but the scene in front of him was somewhat beyond his expectations, because in the captive team, there were at least seven or eight people originally belonged to other civil anti-Japanese armed forces, and the latter's range of activities did not overlap with the Black Stone Guerrillas. According to common sense, he should not be mixed with Huangbei in any way.

"I, I have no shame to tell you, always shoot me, shoot me." Tieying, the son of the horse thief, covered his face with both hands, and tears kept flowing out along the cracks of his fingers.

"Don't let me go, let me lift my head." Red beard flew up and kicked the Iron Eagle that was a head taller than him. "It's easy to shoot you, it's just a bullet, but you have to tell me clearly. Old Tie has been tough all his life, how can he raise a traitor son again?"

"Yes, your father, he won't be angry to death when he sees you being a dog for the Japanese." As a green forest hero, Zhou Heicang is not unfamiliar with the Iron Family's father and son of Korqin. He went up and down to look at the injustice of Tie Ying, with a look of suspicion on his face.

"I, woo woo." Hearing Hongbeard and Zhou Heichang mentioned their father, Tieying felt more and more shameless, squatted on the ground and cried out, "My father, my father was beaten to death by the Japanese a few days ago. I was stunned by the shells, and then I became a prisoner. Huangbeard pleaded with the Japanese and saved my life. In order to repay my kindness, I had to follow him."

The last sentence resonated with many prisoners, who covered their faces with their hands and cried and agreed: "We, we were also protected by the Japanese with yellow beards. We are not really meant to be traitors, but we must repay our life-saving grace, and we must repay them. You always know that we are from the world."

"Don't you go." Hongbei glared at her eyes and interrupted sternly, "Is that saving your lives? His yellow beard is the old man? Why should the Japanese give him face? It was clearly because he and the Japanese discussed with them and sang a double act, lying to you to be slaves to the Japanese. You are also afraid of death and climbed down the slope."

"Wuwu, wuwu,." The prisoners had known the truth in their hearts for a long time, and they just deceived themselves not to think about it. Now that they were told by the red beard, they suddenly turned red with shame, and squatted on the ground and continued to cry bitterly.

"Everyone blocked my mouth." Hongbei was upset by crying, waved her arm and shouted loudly, "Whoever cried again, I will help him immediately. He has become a lackey for the Japanese. I don't believe you have a backbone behind you."

Except for the individuals led by Iron Eagle, most of the prisoners obediently closed their mouths and did not dare to act in pain anymore. The Red Beard is a famous loyal elder. Fatty Zhang and Ru Yunlong under his command are both famously cruel and ruthless, especially Ru Yunlong, who came into the camp just now, almost took the box cannon and ticked the prisoners one by one. As long as there was a slight resentment on his face, they would shoot them on the spot, not even give him a chance to beg for mercy.

Seeing the captives' timid appearance, Hongbeard felt more and more sad about his misfortune. He frowned and continued to ask: "When were you captured by the Japanese? Tieying, have you been moving north of Korqin? Huhe Ora, I remember that before your backbone was interrupted, you were looking for food in Xiaotianchi, and you, Zhao Siyaner, have you been washing your hands? Why did you return to your old business this time?"

"I, wuwu, we," Tieying, the son of the horse thief, wiped his tears and responded in a low voice, "This autumn, a large group of Japanese soldiers suddenly came to the door. My father and several uncles were caught off guard and were directly blocked by Japanese soldiers in the old camp."

"We are too. It was the yellow beard who led the Japanese and suddenly rushed to the gate of our camp." Huhe Ora followed closely and staggered, "Our boss was shot into two parts by the Japanese with a machine gun. I, I wanted to die at that time, but later I wanted to save my life and find opportunities to avenge the boss in the future, so"

"The Japanese didn't take advantage of your old man, so they spread all their anger on us. We avoided it in advance, but the Japanese were chased by them in a car."

"The Japanese didn't dare to provoke the Russians, so they deliberately looked for things on the road. We tried our best not to provoke them, but they said we were red people."

Captives, you said, and I said, finally, the matter was roughly outlined. It turned out that Eryu had not completed the tasks assigned by the Kwantung Army Headquarters in Heishi Village for the last time, but it caused the Xing'an Security Brigade to be aided in the war. He was afraid that Xiang's head would not be able to submit the work, so under Huang Huzi's guidance, he turned to kill the Korqin area and copied the famous horse thief from the area, preparing to use the heads of those guys to get away with it.

Unexpectedly, just after the Korqin area was wiped out, he heard that the Kanto Army was killed by the other side in the battle with the Soviets, and he became increasingly reluctant to follow the established plan to rush to the battlefield. He simply took advantage of the excuse of chasing the "red elements" and made a big turn for the second time and sorted out the Xilingol area like a comb.

Now, the anger accumulated under the feet of the Black Stone Guerrillas was finally calculated, but the Battle of Halaha was basically coming to an end. The Japanese devils and the Soviets each took a step back and shook hands and made peace. Negotiations are being carried out in full swing. It is estimated that the contract will be signed almost when the spring begins next year.

"You mean, the last time Eryu didn't have the courage to rush to the battlefield of Nomenhan, he deliberately wasted time on the road." Before the others could digest the prisoners' confessions, Wu Tianci, the Independent Battalion Staff, had already questioned first. With the telegram, he knew very well the result of the Battle of Nomenhan, but there were generals in the Japanese army who were looking for excuses to avoid the war passively, which made him a little unbelievable. You know, on the battlefield of the Central Plains, every time he faced the National Revolutionary Army, the Japanese would rush forward. Why did it be the turn to fight with the Soviets, but it turned into another appearance, (Note 1)

"Well, that's it." The bandit named Zhao Siyaner replied loudly while rubbing thick myopia lenses. "The Soviets gathered hundreds of tanks, with two-foot-thick steel shells on the surface. The heavy machine gun bullets could only fall white spots. The Japanese didn't have so many tanks, so they could only take their lives. So after hearing about it for the last time, Eryu deliberately found things on the road and delayed the time."

"Hundreds of tanks, how is this possible? You didn't follow the Japanese to the battlefield, how did you know that the Soviets had dispatched hundreds of tanks alone?" Wu Tianci was still unwilling to believe it and continued to entangle in the details.

He thought he had caught a big loophole, but Zhao Siyan'er flattened his mouth and explained with a little crying voice, "Yes, it was the little lama who told me that the little lama was the battalion commander of the Xing'an Security Brigade. Eryu didn't want to go to the banks of the Halaha River to die for the last time, but forced the Xing'an Security Brigade to arrive on schedule. The little lama was angry, so he led a group of people to rebel halfway. I didn't care about the affairs of the world for many years, but he forced him to be a guide. As a result, before he got the military pay in the first month, he was beaten to the door and captured by the Japanese."

There was actually this matter, and Wu Tianci could not question it anymore. According to the information within the Military Control Commission, there was indeed a battalion commander nicknamed Xiao Lama in the Xing'an Garrison Brigade. When assisting the Japanese devils in attacking the Black Stone Guerrillas, he was ordered to do his best in the face of danger. Moreover, this person was quite unreputable among the puppet Garrison Brigade. If he took the lead in taking the lead in a miserable situation, he could indeed take away many secrets that were unknown to others in the battle between Japan and the Soviet Union.

If the little lama and his brothers were brought under the command of the Military Control Commission, suddenly, a bold plan appeared in Wu Tianci's mind, which would be enough to alarm the top leaders. Maybe it would enter Director Dai's eyes with this. Thinking of getting out of this place where the bird could not poop and be too dangerous as soon as possible, his heart was hot. He was about to ask Zhao Siyan about the whereabouts of the little lama and others in detail, but he heard the hoarse and thick voice of the red beard, "What's the last time, where has he been running now?"

"I don't know." Zhao Siyan secretly looked at the red beard's face and responded timidly, "Last month, he also commanded the Japanese soldiers to chase and kill the little lama in the southern part of Xilingol. I was captured by the Japanese at that time, and then tied and entrusted to the old camp of the yellow beard without saying a word."

"It's Hong Ye's old camp. The yellow beard is just a crow that occupies the eagle's nest. As long as Hong Ye calls out at the foot of the mountain, he will immediately get out of here." Several thick-skinned prisoners seized the omission in Zhao Siyan's words and lay on the ground to refute loudly.

"It's Hongye's old camp, Hongye's old camp. Huangbeizi is just watching Hongye's home for a few days." Zhao Siyan immediately changed his words, for fear that Hongye would annoy him and would not get the other party's forgiveness.

Red Beard didn't care about these details. His brows frowned tightly, and his ears were full of the name Eryu's last time. Because of the sudden appearance of this guy, the guerrillas' fighting backbone lost two-thirds of the enemy. Sooner or later, this guy would have to pay his blood debt.

"I, I was really taken up the mountain last month." Zhao Si saw the red beard's face full of clouds. He thought the other party was angry because of the mistake in his words just now, so he quickly added carefully, "I, under Huang beard, I have nothing bad things and have no time to do anything bad things. If you don't believe Hong Ye, you can send someone to the foot of the mountain to investigate. I, I was really forced to do it this time and I fucked my old career again."

"We, we didn't have time to do anything bad, including when you attacked the mountain just now, we didn't even dare to release the gun, so we surrendered directly." The other prisoners were inspired and began to prove their innocence.

"We are all forced, forced. Even though we know that the yellow beard and the Japanese are singing the red-faced, there is no other way to choose from."

"We, we know we are wrong. We are guilty. Please give me a chance to be a new person and a chance to be a good person."

In an instant, except for Tieying and a few two or three bandits, the other prisoners became innocent, all of whom were forced to become yellow bearded men by the Japanese with guns. They were all unwilling to accept it and were reluctant to do so. As long as they found an opportunity, they would run away immediately.

"What should you do? I want to ask the people around me." Hongbei didn't have the intention to waste time on a group of slugs, so she turned around and continued to walk deep into the old camp. Zhang Songling and Zhao Tianlong had not come back to pay the order yet. It was obvious that they encountered some trouble when eliminating the remaining bandits. He wanted to go over and deal with it himself, so that the brothers would lose their points in the eyes of Zhou Heicang and others at the last moment and were underestimated by the other party.

"Hong Ye, Hong Ye, Hong Ye, I have something to say, I have some important things to report to you." Zhao Siyan and others were unwilling to hand over their destiny to the hands of the people around Heishi Village. They chased each other for a few meters and shouted loudly.

Although most of the people in this area were transferred in advance with the guerrillas in the last battle, after the Japanese left, many people still couldn't put down the crops in the fields and ran back secretly. Huang Bearded had to extort these people who had been involved with the Eighth Route Army. As Huang Bearded minions, of course, it was impossible for the prisoners to have no blood stains on the innocent people.

"What's the matter?" Hearing this, Hongbei had to turn her head patiently and look into the captives' eyes and ask.

"We, we are all." Zhao Siyan wanted to emphasize his innocence at first. Suddenly, an inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind. He rushed forward and hugged Hongbei's thighs. "I know where the yellow beard is, I know where the yellow beard is. Please forgive me for my life. I will tell you where he is going immediately."

"Yellow beard is not on the mountain. He received an emergency notice from the Japanese sent people four days ago, and immediately got up to go to Heishi Village." Tie Ying, the son of the horse thief, looked at Zhao Si in contempt and directly told the so-called secret in the latter's mouth.

"Take it seriously," Red Beard turned his eyes to him and asked in surprise.

"Be serious, it's true. At first we thought it was something important. It turned out that we heard that you were always attacking the mountain and ran away early." After the other bandits were unwilling to fall into their companions, they responded in a verbal manner.

Hearing this news, the red beard showed no disappointment on his face. For him, the yellow beard was no longer qualified to be regarded as an opponent. However, the same news sounded like thousands of thunders exploded in Zhou Heikang's ears. Four days ago, he was rushing to the temporary camp of the guerrillas in the desert, and the delay from riding a horse from Heishizhai to Lamagou, it was obvious that six days ago, Kawada Kunaki had already known the entire action plan of the Independence Camp this time.

Whether the Independent Battalion swallowed the guerrillas or formed a new alliance with the guerrillas, the next goal must be yellow beard. As long as a smart person knows the Independent Battalion's action plan, he will inevitably come to a similar conclusion. This is not a difficult thing. The question is, who secretly gave the Independent Battalion's plan to Kōaki Kawata. Kōaki Kawata knew that the Independent Battalion's nest was empty, so how could he miss the opportunity?

Thinking of a spy from the Japanese devils hiding beside him, and it is possible that he is about to cooperate with the Japanese soldiers who are coming to attack. Zhou Heikang's body is immediately cold. He didn't bother to drink with Hongbei, bowed his hand and said goodbye to the other party, "Since there is nothing wrong here, brother, I'm relieved. Mr. Hong, you are busy. I've been out for a long time this time. I want to go back early to see it."

"Let's go now." Most of the energy of Red Beard was concentrated on Zhou Heicang and Wu Tianci and a few others. After hearing the other party's sudden farewell, he immediately guessed the key to the problem. However, in front of so many people, he still needed to give Zhou Heicang some face. After thinking about it, he continued, "Then I won't force you to keep you. Anyway, our friendship will not last a day or two. If it's not for this meal, I will send a letter to you in the camp later to inform them that you will go back immediately. In addition, my radio is on 24 hours a day, no matter whether it's big or small, please contact us often. As long as we work together, we will not be afraid of the Japanese playing tricks."

"Yes, yes." Wu Tianci's reaction was half a beat slower than Zhou Heikang and Hongbei, but from Zhou Heikang's sudden actions, he felt a little ominous. He held his fists and helped him hit the bricks and nailed his feet. "This radius of hundreds of miles, who doesn't know that Hong Ye, you are righteous. If our battalion commander needs it, the first thing that comes to mind is definitely your old man."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, you're just talking too much." Zhou Heichang scolded him unhappily, then hugged Hongbei and bowed to the ground, "I'm leaving, thank you for other things, thank you Mr. Hong."

Red Beard immediately sent someone to set up a radio station, and then led the guards to send Zhou Heikang out of the mountain. It was not until Zhou Heikang repeatedly urged him that he jumped onto the war horse, waved his hand with a smile and waved goodbye to everyone, "Okay, my old man will not talk anymore. In short, in a word, Heizi, the guerrillas have always regarded you as brothers. Don't be outside when you need it."

"I know." Zhou Heicang understood the weight of this sentence, focused his attention, and then flew onto the mount, led a large group of people away at lightning.

Red beard watched his juniors go out to study, standing in the snow watching Zhou Heikang and others ride their horses farther and farther away, until the figures of the people and the horses disappeared, and the tense nerves suddenly relaxed. They turned around and saw Zhang Songling who had quietly rushed over to pick him up. They smiled tiredly, nodded slightly at the latter, and then shook their body suddenly and slowly fell from the horse's back.

"Red Team,." In an instant, the exclamation overwhelmed the whistling of the wind and snow, echoing around the Dongmeng Grassland.
Chapter completed!