The village became darker and darker. Lao Zhou had already received news that the Qingxiang team had entered the village. The comrades in the village left the village to inquire about the news. These dog traitors had already sent people to bypass the village and guard the intersection where they left the village.

Now I can't get out! I held the gun in my hand and the two magazines on my body, which were given to him by the girl.

The traitors habitually imitated the Japanese and lit two fires in the square south of the village, knocking on the door and driving the people to the square.

The simple people no one resisted, but fortunately they were all second-dogs, so the women and girls felt relieved.

The traitors who were wearing torches were arrogant in the village. Uncle Sun asked Lao Zhou to go to the roof. Seeing the traitors who came in and rummaged through boxes and cabinets everywhere, they were pushed out of the yard. The aunt next to her hurriedly carried the spinning wheel and followed the old man, and walked out of the gate.

Lao Zhou lay on the roof and watched the villagers' families being driven to the square in the south of the village by traitors. He felt indescribable and was grateful to Lao Sun's family.

I thought about my whereabouts after entering the village. Because it was broad daylight, it must have fallen into the eyes of those who are interested. I thought it was not safe to stay here. After most of the people went to the square, Lao Zhou observed for a while, jumped out of the house, left the yard, entered the broken yard opposite without time to lock the door, and went up to the roof along the ladder beside the wall, barely able to see the scene in the square.

The traitors were not stupid. They knew it would be difficult to talk from the common people, so they just pulled the group of children aside.

The young woman who wanted to pull the child was kicked. Facing the black gun, the women kept trembling and sobbing, and the men only dared to look at each other.

After several times of this kind of thing, the villagers knew that these dog traitors were playing tricks of talking from children!

The traitors and villagers knew that Mr. Sun's two sons participated in the Eighth Route Army. The traitors used to be active in this area, so they did not dare to treat Mr. Sun and his two old men.

Now, the Eighth Route Army is almost finished, so it is okay to give this old man surnamed Sun a color to see if it is not paid.

Yang Laizi ignored the security chief who was delivering cigarettes and water next to him. He was thinking about how to make money.

He sneered at the crowd and asked, "Tell me, where is the Eighth Route Army hidden?"

More than a dozen traitors stood in a circle with torches, surrounding the forty or fifty ordinary people who were clamoring forty or fifty people. Because these guys who betrayed their ancestors had guns in their hands, the surrounding villagers remained silent and looked at the arrogant traitors nervously shouted.

Even the crying women stopped their voices and stood in the crowd trembling.

"I won't say it, right? We've received the news long ago. If we don't say it, the detective team will find out that it will be different. It will make your whole family doom." Yang Laizi threatened, feeling unsatisfied, and added: "If the Imperial Army knows, hehe, you know the consequences, and the family will be destroyed!"

The others were not sure. He didn't know how many of the Eighth Route Army members had come. He didn't know whether it was in this village or not. His idea was very simple. If you can't find this village, you will find the next village. All these mud legs are cowards.

Yang Laizi pulled off a bag from the shoulder of a traitor next to him that he had gotten from somewhere, patted the gray cloth bag containing Xiaomi, and said with a smile: "Whoever says it, this bag of Xiaomi will belong to whoever belongs!"

The villagers still didn't respond. If anyone said that, the Eighth Route Army was not a good person, and they might not settle the accounts one day.

"I knew you guys were stones in the pit, smelly and hard, so don't you say that, right? Wait for the family to be destroyed!" After saying that, he turned his head and gestured to the two traitors next to him.

Two traitors and traitors walked towards the group of children who were separated with a smile.

The villagers immediately had a commotion, and no one wanted their children to be selected by traitors. Lao Zhou from the democratic government entered the village, and many villagers saw it. As for which children had seen it, no one knew.

"Tsk tsk, they are all good kids. Who will tell me which family the people who entered the village were yesterday? I will give you candy." A traitor tricked to find a candy wrapped in paper from his pocket.

A dozen or a half-year-old children were watching the candy wrapped in gray paper next to the fire. This thing was delicious!

The children's eyes turned to the candy.

"I know!" A seven or eight-year-old child could not resist the temptation and spoke at the man in black in front of him.

"Good boy, uncle knows that you are the best. OK, this candy belongs to you." The traitor immediately smiled.

Two women in the crowd rushed forward frantically, an old woman and a young woman were ashamed and were pulled tightly by several black dogs.

"Son, Qiancheng can't say it. How can we raise our heads after you tell us...ah..."

"My mother said it, I can't say it!" The child hesitated for a moment and reluctantly returned the candy to the traitor.

The traitor took the candy and weighed it in his hand for a few seconds, but he was not angry. He smiled and said, "Others know that if you don't say it, if they say it, there will be no portion of this candy?"

"I know, that person is at Grandpa Sun's house." A child shouted directly if he couldn't stand the temptation.

A woman in the crowd immediately fainted on the ground. Several aunts next to her rushed forward, picked up the woman, and pinched the woman, the woman was heartbroken.

"Old Sun, you are very brave. Haha, your family is not bad. Your two sons join the Eighth Route Army. I think you are not a good person. You dare to connect with the Eighth Route Army. Come and catch the Eighth Route Army at his house!" Yang Laizi was overjoyed. He was really the "richest man" in the village.

Sent!

The traitor forgot that Ergouzi reported that he had come to a group of people!

He couldn't care so much. He could catch one and get five pieces of oceans. The old guy named Sun had to squeeze out some more oil and water at home.

The dozens of acres of land in his family, hahaha, I was in a happy mood.

It seems that this trip is worth it.

The two traitors walked towards the crowd, and the villagers around Mr. Sun and his wife automatically dispersed and kept a distance.

This is not difficult to catch people!

Two black dogs walked straight into the crowd.

No one noticed, and a bayonet suddenly slid down from the sleeve.

The young militia led by Lao Zhou was a village that Lao Zhou entered separately. No matter how many traitors you have, his task was to protect Lao Zhou's safety.

Lao Zhou was still in the village. As long as he made a move, Lao Zhou should be moved to another place, so he decided to take action.

In his heart, he was thinking about the desperate face of his wife who was killed by the Japanese. The child should be adopted by the organization. Since joining the militia, he would have to fight against the enemy for the first time.

He was a little excited, but his hand was very stable, and the bayonet hit the tip of the bayonet. He took a step forward. Before the traitor could react, the bayonet stabbed directly into the traitor's stomach that was squeezed into him.

The traitor's eyes were full of fear! Despair?

During training, an Eighth Route Army soldier said that the bayonet held by one hand should not be stabbed in the chest, because face to face may be discovered by the other party and will be stuck by the other party's bones.

He remembered the movements very clearly, and the bayonet steadily passed through the thin silk shirt, and the tip of the knife was drilled upward into the traitor's body.

He practiced this move many times on the straw man tied with wheat straw.

Maybe I will never have the chance to learn to use a gun again.

The guerrilla instructor's rifle was very bright.

Then, he shouted out loudly to give himself courage.

At this moment, his tense heart began to tremble, he pulled out the bayonet, stabbed it again, and then stabbed it again. In a few seconds, he stabbed it more than a dozen times!

He forgot that there was a traitor next to him.

The traitor was also frightened and forgot the muffle gun he was still holding. He screamed strangely and turned around and ran away.

In an instant, the crowd was immediately infuriated: "Murdered..."
Chapter completed!