The sun had just emerged, and the sky was filled with red clouds. Wisps of extremely thin mist appeared on the ground in the village, and slowly dissipated as the sun shone.

Needless to say, it's another extremely hot day.

Captain Meng was in a bad mood. He was sitting on a slope in the north of the village, coughing and tapping the burned out cigarette stick on his gray Japanese military shoes.

The ashtray fell to the ground in a puff.

Deputy Captain Meng is actually not that old. He is in his early thirties. He was originally an honest farmer. He has not been in the army for a long time. He is a bit thin. He can be the deputy captain, so he naturally has extraordinary abilities.

He led the guerrillas around to recruit troops, fight against the Japanese, and kill traitors. Unexpectedly, he was tricked by the Japanese. A white-eyed wolf sneaked in. If he hadn't met the Ninth Company, the whole army would have been wiped out during the Shili Dang. Before the Ninth Company arrived,

, the captain tried to break into the Japanese encirclement and led his team to break out, but unfortunately died. After being rescued by the Ninth Company, he followed the Ninth Company in a large circle in the mountains, covering most of the southeast of Taihang, and returned to a familiar place again.

Things have changed and people have changed.

Until last night, a soldier dug a trench and dug up a body.

A dozen soldiers in front were excavating a piece of earth in a field. He had never figured out where so many people had gone. Even if they entered the mountain, they would not be able to see a single figure.

It is impossible for ordinary people to leave a dirt bag in the middle of the ground. It is shocking to see it.

When I think about what might happen under the soil bag, my whole body is trembling.

The female soldiers in the distance were looking at the village entrance and talking about it.

Except for those who were on sentry duty and those who were injured and unable to move, all those who had stayed in the village and those who had just returned arrived.

As a shovelful of soil was shoveled away, a piece of tattered clothes stained with black stains was revealed. A gray mist spread faintly, and the stench began to permeate the air. The soldier shoveled hard again, revealing a section of gray skull with scattered hair.

Open to the side.

The soldier wielding the engineer shovel let out a strange cry, dropped the engineer shovel, and ran outside quickly. His stomach was churning, and he ran to the side and ran on one leg on the ground, vomiting acidic water.

The crowd of onlookers exploded and scattered in all directions. Lao Meng, who was outside the circle, trembled in his heart. He hoped it wouldn't be the case. The result was that he leaned weakly on the small tree next to him and took out the shredded tobacco from his pocket.

It's easy to put it into the pot and light it with a match.

His brows were furrowed together, as deep as a knife. He was obviously a middle-aged man, looking even older. He took a deep breath into his lungs, and two wisps of smoke came out of his nose. He slightly squinted his blood-red eyes.

Looking at the gray fishy smelly soil bag that keeps coming out.

More than ten meters away, the fishy smell penetrated into the nose.

A bad feeling came over me.

I have seen a lot of life and death, but it shouldn't be like this. Lao Meng finally gave up his fantasy. The folks in the village where he once lived should have been found, but they didn't appear alive in front of him. Don't think about it, they were all in front of him.

In the pit under the bag, there was a bag of earth seven or eight meters in diameter, with the highest point about one meter. He seemed to be able to hear children running.

You can also feel the simple and wrinkled old man calling, the aunt calling the livestock home, the middle-aged woman scolding her child for being disobedient, and the girl shyly whispering to the young man.

Everything is so real.

A soldier on guard hurriedly ran over from the north, shouting as he ran: "Captain, go and have a look, Ma Liang and Tian Sanqi are back!"

Lao Meng stood up in a hurry, ignoring the feeling of nausea and the shouts of the sentry, and staggered towards the dirt bag.

When the two soldiers nearby saw this, they quickly stepped forward, grabbed him, struggled, hugged him again, and dragged Lao Meng back.

The people who had withdrawn were slowly entering the village, two on a stretcher, and more than a dozen soldiers, panting and exhausted, entered the forest outside the village.

The injured Ma Liangtian and Sanqi were all there. The soldiers carried the wounded and ran southward from the moment they discovered the Japanese until now.

Ma Liang held a bandage on one hand and forced a smile, breaking the somewhat gloomy atmosphere in the village: "What's the matter with you? Why are you all crying? The company commander and the others will be back soon."

A soldier quickly stepped forward and whispered a few words to Ma Liang and the others.

"What? Don't be stunned, hurry up and help!" After saying that, with a gloomy face, he immediately directed the female soldiers who were watching nervously from a distance to come up and pacify the wounded.

Regardless of the injuries on his body, he staggered towards Captain Meng.

A fire was lit on the mound, and Lao Meng knew that there was no other way but to use fire to burn away the gray mist that kept coming out.

The mounds of soil were dug up little by little, and the firewood continued to increase the burning area.

It was no different from what Lao Meng imagined. His eyes were blurred by tears, and a trace of blood mixed with tears slid down his face.

The clothes have not all rotted away. Among the gray and white bones are children as young as five or six years old, as well as old women who should be grandmothers. There are also some corpses with separated heads, missing limbs, missing legs and hands, which can be seen everywhere.

Some corpses had nails and wires on their bones, clear bullet holes, and scars from knives; a middle-aged corpse had its upper and lower jaws open, and something must have been stuffed in its mouth before death. Maybe the Japanese were here.

To prevent her from shouting and protesting when you mess with her;

A young woman was not wearing pants, and there were obvious bayonet marks on her skull and pelvis. Perhaps after she was insulted, the Japanese army stabbed her with that evil bayonet...

Captain Meng had heard about it, but this was the first time he saw it. He was on the verge of physical and mental collapse, kneeling on the ground with his mouth wide open.

"Woooo..." came out from his mouth in a sad cry.

Although he had been mentally prepared for it, the cry also made Ma's conscience suddenly tighten. War is so real and so cruel. It will not let go of anyone who is powerless just because of their age, gender, or whether they are soldiers.

You have to accept it whether you are willing to accept it in your heart.

The atmosphere is sad and angry.

There are always a few arrogant people at the scene asking, "Did the Japanese do this?"

"Stop talking nonsense, who else could it be besides the damned devils? How could they do it?"

"I want to kill someone now."

"I also want to know who to kill?"

"devil!"

"Now?"

"right!"

"Then let's go..."

"If you dare to tell me, I will kill you." A fierce voice warned He Gensheng next to him.

After saying that, the two figures ignored the depressed and grieving crowd and slipped out of the village to the east. Looking at their backs, one of them was a bandaged monkey.

There are many places where there are Japs. There are too many Japs in the north, so I don’t dare to go there. Isn’t there a Japs blockade in the east? Go and try your luck, maybe there will be some who are left alone?

"Stop, monkey? What are you doing here?" A female soldier stood up from a single soldier's hole covered with weeds, holding a gun.

"I. Hehe, I just want to go out for a walk."

"No, you are not allowed to leave the village without permission without an order, and you are injured."

The monkey looked at the female soldier and suddenly laughed, a little creepy.

The female soldier quickly turned around, and a figure emerged from the ditch behind, with a rope on her shoulder, and suddenly rushed forward.

The female soldier who was tied up by the big man was ashamed and anxious. She stared at the two guys in front of her with wide eyes. She watched her rifle being lifted, the bullet box being taken away, and the kettle hanging on the big man's body. She was whimpering.

Screaming and struggling desperately.

"Don't waste your efforts. I have never heard of anyone who can escape from the people I kidnap. Remember this for me. Grandpa went east to fight the Japanese. Do you understand? Let the people in the village know that I am not just a deserter.

"Big Yang Yang smiled proudly.
Chapter completed!