"This Japanese candy bar is poisonous? How did you know?"
In the bear's den, it was not Hu Bazhi who asked this question, but Zhao Jinyu.
“Not poisonous”
As he spoke, Wei Ran picked up one, looked at it, and explained, "This tin tube used to contain poison... and smoke paste. I thought it still contained tobacco paste."
"Can it be eaten?"
Hu Ba pointed out that he had already broken out two candy cubes and gave one to Zhao Jinyu.
“Eatable”
Wei Ran said, already throwing the candy into his mouth, and then continued to check the Japanese backpack.
The remaining space in the bag contained several boxes of canned Japanese beef, a Japanese lunch box, and a large bottle of sake.
Opening the Japanese lunch box, there was no food in it, but it was almost full of tobacco. There was also a small cigarette pouch, a stack of cigarette papers, and a brass lighter on the tray.
Obviously, this pack of cigarettes, alcohol and candies is by no means someone's personal belongings, but is probably the "common property" of the Japs squad just now.
"I'll try this devil's pipe"
As he spoke, Hu Bazhi had already picked up the stick of the Japanese pipe, pressed some shredded tobacco into the pot and lit it. After taking two puffs, he shook his head, "It's not as strong as dry cigarettes, and the pot is also very dignified."
A little too small.”
"I'll try it"
As Zhao Jinyu spoke, he also picked up a piece of cigarette paper, rolled a toad cigarette skillfully and lit it.
"Brother, how did you get caught by the Japanese? What are you doing today?"
Hu Ba pointed and opened the two sacks containing the trophies, poured out the contents, and motioned to Wei Ran to count the trophies with him.
"The Japanese captured me in Souyama more than half a month ago."
When the fuming Zhao Jinyu said this, he unbuttoned his cotton-padded clothes, revealing a piece of white cloth sewn on the prison uniform underneath, and explained, "I am a thought prisoner. After being caught by the Japanese, I was sent to a forest farm to log wood.
The head is gone.
Seeing that the weather is getting colder and colder, the Japanese decided to hunt down some wild dogs and make some dog-skin hats to wear after listening to Hu’s translator and the puppet soldier’s nonsense just now.”
"Let you fight?" Wei Ran asked subconsciously, "Don't they have guns?"
"No!"
Zhao Jinyu said angrily, "Those naughty little devils are just trying to torture us to death, and I heard that the girl with a handlebar style made a baby for Hu Translator.
This time, the dog beating was probably caused by the collusion of their husband and son-in-law, who also wanted to get some dog skins to keep them warm.
Anyway, those little devils don’t know how to make dog-skin hats, why don’t they let the translator come forward in the end?”
"Are the remaining people also thought criminals?" Wei Ran asked, suppressing the hatred in his heart.
"The one who is ready to fight after beating the dog is the thought criminal, and the rest are the strong men captured from around."
"These bastard devils will fight for a dog-skin hat, both for the sake of a dog-skin hat!"
Hu Bazhi gritted his teeth and cursed. His father was also captured and his life and death were unknown. At this time of year, was he also dragged into beating dogs?
He didn't know, but he would inevitably think so. The more he thought this, the more hatred he felt in his heart.
"Are you a member of the Anti-Japanese Alliance?" Wei Ran followed the conversation and asked, "How else could you have become a thought criminal?"
"I'm not yet a member of the Anti-Union movement."
Zhao Jinyu took a puff of the toad cigarette he rolled and said, "He is my brother. I was going to defect to him, but I was caught before I could find him."
Seeing that Wei Ran didn't continue to ask further, Hu Bazhi said in time, "We'll wait for the rest of the discussion when we get back. Let's go together and see what we grabbed."
Hearing this, Zhao Jinyu also looked at the contents poured out of the large sack.
There are five "Taro bags" in this bag. In addition to each containing a devil's water bottle with a furry animal cover and already filled with gasoline, this bag also contains more or less some food such as rations.
, letters, seals and other sundries.
In addition, they also found 13 Japanese lunch boxes with animal skin thermal covers.
These lunch boxes are all filled with still-hot rice, with a thick layer of braised pork poured on top. On the trays, there are some side dishes such as red ginger shreds and pickled cucumbers. On the handles of the lunch boxes
There is also a small aluminum bowl hanging on the top.
"These items were found in the cargo bed of that car."
Hu Ba pointed and pulled out two more red copper materials, shaped like turtle shells, and also had animal skin covers on the outside. Tang Pozi said, "These two are the same. They were filled with hot water at the time, and I filled them both."
Gasoline."
"Every time that team of Japs makes an excuse to come out, they find a place to drink secretly," Zhao Jinyu explained, "I've seen them several times."
"Come on, it's an advantage for us!"
Hu Bazhi said, already picking up two lunch boxes at random and handing them to Wei Ran and Zhao Jinyu respectively.
"Don't be in a hurry to eat, let's see what else is available."
As Wei Ran spoke, he rummaged through the pile of clothes he had taken off. Apart from a few Japanese cotton-padded clothes, cotton trousers and boots, the rest were a full 15 ammunition boxes, containing nearly 500 rounds of 38-inch caps.
Bullets and 8 Japanese grenades. As well as various silver coins, military tickets, and some valuable items such as gold rings.
That's it, not counting the three boxes and the stove that have already been returned to Hu Bazhi.
"There are only five devils and they are so fat. If we keep all those devils, we can celebrate the New Year earlier." Hu Bazhi said greedily.
"We are lucky this time"
Wei Ran reminded, "If you hadn't used Marlezi to scare them and thrown the grenade accurately, they wouldn't have retreated so easily."
“To make food, make food first!”
Hu Bazhi didn't care about that. He picked up a lunch box, opened it, poured all the side dishes on the tray into the "rice bowl", then took out his eating knife from his boot, pulled out a pair of chopsticks and started to eat.
Picking up rice in his mouth.
Seeing this, Zhao Jinyu rummaged through the pile of trophies, found a spoon, rubbed it on Taro's bag, and also picked up the lunch box assigned to him to start making.
"Don't just eat, let's also drink some Japanese wine."
As Wei Ran spoke, he picked up the large bottle of sake in his bag, took down the three small aluminum bowls hanging on the handles of the Japanese lunch boxes, and poured a glass for everyone.
"Do it!" Wei Ran picked up the cup and said.
"Dry!"
For a moment, the cups in the hands of the three people clinked together, and then they each took a sip.
“This wine is not as good as sorghum wine”
Hu Bazhi frowned and said, "It doesn't have any degree, it's like water mixed with water."
"It's not as good as kumiss," Zhao Jinyu said subconsciously.
"Have you ever drank kumiss?"
Wei Ran asked curiously. At the same time, he took out the food knife given by Hu Bazhi from his boot, picked up a piece of braised pork from the lunch box assigned to him and put it into his mouth.
Fortunately, although the sake did not suit the taste of the three of them, the braised pork was a real Chinese flavor.
Zhao Jinyu grinned, "I am from the Mongolian ethnic group, and my home is in Hailar."
Using this topic, the three of them chatted while eating. It was during this chat that Wei Ran and Hu Bazhi also learned that there were four brothers and sisters in Zhao Jinyu's family.
The eldest brother Zhao Jinge and the third brother Zhao Jinshan joined the Northeast Anti-Resistance Alliance a few years ago, and the second sister Zhao Jinlan married far away in Shanxi.
"At the beginning of this year, my father, I, and other fellow villagers were all captured by the Japanese and went to Beishan Pass to build an airport and dig fortifications."
Zhao Jinyu couldn't help but shiver when he said this, "That place is the Palace of Hell! My father died of exhaustion after less than a month.
Before he died, he told me to escape no matter what, to find my eldest and second brothers, and fight the Japanese together to avenge him."
Speaking of this, Zhao Jinyu took a big spoonful of braised pork and put it into his mouth. While chewing, he said, "I took advantage of the white-haired wind one day and climbed seven barbed wire fences to escape. At that time,
I shaved, but there wasn't a good patch of skin on my body.
I followed the address my brother left for me, begging for food and asking questions all the way before I got here. Finally, I finally found someone who knew where my brother had gone, but I was blocked by the Japs and traitors from Tema.
.”
"Can you still find your brother?" Wei Ran asked.
"Should be able"
Zhao Jinyu thought for a while and said, "That person told me where my brother and the others went."
"Where?" Hu Bazhi asked subconsciously.
However, when this question was asked, Zhao Jinyu fell into silence.
"Let's eat first, and we'll talk about the rest when we get back."
Wei Ran said, winking at Hu Ba, changing the subject and deliberately asking an unimportant question, "I still have something I don't want to understand. When we were laying an ambush, why did you run away like that after firing the iron sand gun?"
You want to go somewhere else and fire a shot?"
"I didn't hide it with the iron sand gun."
Hu Bazhi said proudly, "I tied the iron sand gun to a tree not far from the mass grave. I also tied a stone to the fire door. When I want to shoot, I just need to shoot an arrow from a distance.
If you drop that rock, you can shoot. He was able to hit the puppet soldier because he was just unlucky."
Taking advantage of this topic, the three of them slurped braised pork and rice into their mouths, but they didn't drink more of the sake that didn't suit their taste.
After filling his stomach, Wei Ran pointed to the loot on the floor and said, "Let's share this among the three of us."
"I don't want it anymore"
Zhao Jinyu said quickly, "I don't know how to repay the two eldest brothers for saving my life. They also gave me Xiangzi, so I am satisfied."
"Brother Wei, let's pick first."
Hu Bazhi also patted the three boxes on his waist with great generosity, "I'll be satisfied with this, teach me how to use it later."
"Then I'm not welcome."
As Wei Ran spoke, he first pulled the cowhide Zhaowu backpack in front of him. This thing could help him cover when he took things out of the metal book.
Immediately afterwards, he took out the lunch box containing tobacco, the bottle of sake, and the tube of candy. "This bag belongs to me, and I will get a box of rice and a soup bag filled with gasoline."
I want these things."
"Don't want anything else?"
Hu Bazhi asked in surprise, there were more than just these trophies, there were also a lot of silver dollar military coupons and the like, especially when Wei Ran just threw a bunch of gold rings into the pile of trophies.
"Keep those yellow and white things, and buy a decent outfit for Brother Jinyu when you go back." Wei Ran shook the dog fur coat on his body and said.
"It can't be used like this..."
Wei Ran waved his hand nonchalantly, "If you don't need it, just keep it yourself and find a place to hide it. This time we need guns, bullets, and even several grenades. We will follow you to ambush in a few days."
The Japs have a better chance of winning."
"Alright"
Hu Bazhi was secretly relieved when he heard Wei Ran's words. He originally thought that Wei Ran was going to follow Zhao Jinyu to find his brother Zhao Jinge.
"Are you going to fight the Japanese?"
Zhao Jinyu spoke at this time, "How about you take me with you?"
"You want to go too?"
"I went to see my eldest and second brothers just to fight the Japanese."
Zhao Jinyu said matter-of-factly, "If you can't find them, it's the same as following Brother Wei and Brother Hu to fight the Japanese. Anyway, as long as you can fight the Japanese, that's fine."
Seeing Hu Bazhi looking at him, Wei Ran put away his own things and said, "Follow you to fight the Japanese. You are the boss. You have the final say whether to take them or not."
"Okay! Then the three of us brothers will do something big together!" Hu Bazhi made a decision simply.
"Then it's settled"
Wei Ran stood up as he spoke, carrying his backpack filled with his belongings, and said, "I'll go around to see if any Japanese are chasing after me."
"I'll go!" Hu Bazhi and Zhao Jinyu also got up.
"You two take a rest."
While Wei Ran was talking, he had already picked up a 38-meter cap loaded with bullets and got out, "The three of us will take turns."
"Where does this person come from?" Zhao Jinyu asked in a low voice, "Is he really a foreigner?"
"Guan'er is bright, the message is correct, and the scoop is tight."
Hu Bazhi muttered vaguely, "There are thousands of white mountains and black waters here. No matter which red flower pavilion you enter, I think he must be at least a cannon! If you catch the east wind, you won't be able to protect your position."
After saying this, Zhao Jinyu couldn't help but show a look of surprise.
"Brother Zhao, which flower pavilion did you worship? Is it Liang Zaizhu?"
"Not the beams, not the pillars"
Zhao Jinyu replied, "On the way here, I made a horse-drawn horse for the leader. As soon as I learned some skills, my mother's kiln changed. She was covered in red and just mailed it out, but she ended up in the devil's kiln again."
In the bear's den, while Hu Bazhi and Zhao Jinyu were questioning each other, Wei Ran had already stepped on his skis again and slid a hundred meters away, hiding in a nest of a pine tree.
After looking around, he first took out two captured Mauser pistol cartridges from his arms, then took out the cannon box in the metal book, replaced it with a 20-round magazine, and put all the two pistol cartridges into it.
Pressed it in and put a bullet in the chamber.
After putting away the box of cannon, he opened the Japs backpack, first threw two clips into it, then opened the soup bag filled with kerosene, and filled the stove in the metal book with fuel.
Unhurriedly, he put the lit stove into his arms. Wei Ran immediately packed up the things in his bag, then took off his dog-skin coat and carried the Japanese backpack on his chest.
After some adjustments, he put on his coat again, curled up against the tree trunk, and quietly observed everything around him.
The snow that started when Hu Bazhi met yesterday has no intention of stopping, and the marks left by their skis when they came have long been covered up.
It is almost certain that the Japanese will most likely not be able to catch up. Now we just have to wait and see if we will meet the shopkeeper Cao who needs Hu Bazhi to pay tribute when we go back.
After all, the firefight just now was quite big, and Cao Da's shopkeeper would most likely send someone over to check on the situation.
Not long after, Hu Bazhi also approached Wei Ran on his skis.
"Does this fast horse belong to the Japanese?"
Hu Bazhi sat down next to Wei Ran and leaned against the tree. He pointed at the set of skis stuck in the snow next to him and asked Wei Ran.
"I found it in their car," Wei Ran explained with a normal expression.
"Brother Wei, don't you plan to tell Brother Zhao about your identity?" Hu Bazhi continued to ask.
“No rush”
Wei Ran shook his head and said, "I'll finish fighting the Japanese with you first."
"I just asked."
Hu Bazhi said abruptly, "Brother Zhao told me where his eldest brother might be."
"Then let's wait until we fight those devils you've been staring at," Wei Ran said.
"Then I won't be polite to Brother Wei."
Hu Bazhi paused, "When we beat that wave of Japs, I will probably have to escape."
"Are you worried that Shopkeeper Cao will do something to you?" Wei Ran asked casually.
"Shopkeeper Cao is a businessman at heart."
Hu Bazhi mocked, "Although he is the king of the mountain now, the business of fighting Japanese is not cost-effective for him. If he knew about it, he would most likely have the three of us kidnapped and sent to a forest farm to be shot."
"Are you going to..."
"I also plan to join the Anti-Japanese Alliance to fight against the Japanese and the Japanese!" Hu Bazhi said seriously, "I also hope that Brother Wei can give me a recommendation."
“I guess it won’t be a big problem to make a recommendation.”
Wei Ran said with a smile, "I guess we have to rely on Brother Zhao Jinyu to provide us with a clear path. In addition, I guess Shopkeeper Cao will come and send someone to question you later, right?"
Hu Bazhi nodded, "When it gets dark and we go back, I'll arrange for you two to find a place to hide. I'll pick you up after I'm done fooling Shopkeeper Cao."
"It's up to you," Wei Ran responded.
"Okay, brother Wei, stop staring here. The devil can't touch you. Just go and squint for a while."
With that said, Hu Bazhi, who had just sat down, had already asked Wei Ran to get up, and left the tree nest and returned to the bear den not far away.
The three of them rested here for most of the day. During this period, Hu Bazhi also asked Wei Ran to teach him how to use the three box cannons.
In the afternoon, the three of them even lit a small bonfire, each heated up their lunch boxes with braised pork rice bowl and filled their stomachs again, and then walked back under the cover of night.
Halfway through the journey, Hu Bazhi led the two of them to a leeward mountainside, pointed to a lying dead tree and whispered in a low voice, "You two brothers are waiting here. I'll go back and take a look first. It's okay."
I'll come here to pick you up again, and if you hear the sound of gunfire, run away quickly."
After saying that, Hu Bazhi also took out the three boxes from the wooden gun box on his waist, handed them to Zhao Jinyu along with the furnace that Wei Ran had given him, and then unpacked the sacks containing the loot.
He came down and threw it into a tree nest. He only took his iron sand gun, Berdan rifle and bow and arrow, and ran away without a trace on his skis.
"Is Brother Hu in danger?" Zhao Jinyu asked in a low voice.
"Probably not"
Wei Ran shook his head, and while tidying up the simple shack covered with a thick layer of pine needles under a dead tree, he asked, "Can you ride a horse?"
"Brother Wei asked this."
Zhao Jinyu sat on the pine needles at Wei Ran's invitation, "My family used to have dozens of horses, and I was lying on the horse's back before I even learned how to walk."
"No wonder..."
"What?"
"nothing"
Wei Ran shook his head, took out his cigarette case, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth and lit it, "Wait for something to happen."
Hearing this, Zhao Jinyu wisely said no more, just took out the Japanese lunch box filled with shredded tobacco, skillfully rolled a toad cigarette and lit it, and took a sip happily.
However, neither of them expected that they had to wait for almost three hours, until the sky turned completely dark and the wind and snow became heavier and heavier, but they neither heard the sound of gunfire nor the sound of gunshots.
Wait until Hu Bazhi comes to pick them up.
"Did something happen to Brother Hu?"
Zhao Jinyu wrapped the cotton clothes around her body tightly and asked uneasily, "How about we..."
"Wait a little longer"
Wei Ran also wrapped his dog fur coat tightly, "I haven't been here for such a long time. I guess someone from Shopkeeper Cao has arrived, and he might be drinking right now."
"Will he come out..."
"Won't"
Wei Ran shook his head before Zhao Jinyu finished speaking - no matter what the other party wanted to say was betrayal or something happened.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As if to verify his judgment, before Zhao Jinyu could finish smoking a re-rolled toad cigarette, Hu Bazhi stepped on his skis and circled from a distance
Went around.
"Take your things and go back with me."
Hu Bazhi, who smelled of alcohol, said hello, but was not in a hurry to explain what happened. He just reached out and took the box of cannons handed over by Zhao Jinyu and stuck it on his waist, then took it and put it in his arms.
Without much delay, Wei Ran and Zhao Jinyu took all their belongings, followed Hu Bazhi on a different route, and circled back to the cave next to the cave on their skis.
After opening the curtain and walking into the den that still smelled of alcohol, Hu Bazhi patted the snow on his body and said, "I'm going to get something to eat, and leave here as soon as possible after eating."
"Is there any trouble?" Wei Ran asked with a frown.
"Shopkeeper Cao sent someone to ask what happened, but I sent him away."
Hu Bazhi explained, "But I don't think anything will happen. Shopkeeper Cao is not easy to fool."
With that said, he had already taken off his coat and hung it on the pillar. He took the leftovers on the Kang table and invited Wei Ran to leave the warm nest together.
"Shopkeeper Cao must have suspected me."
Hu Bazhi said, "I guess he sent someone to the forest farm to find out the news. Maybe he will bring the Japanese with him."
"Is it too late for the person who did him?"
Wei Ran asked directly, no matter what kind of relationship Hu Bazhi had with Shopkeeper Cao, not only were there no donkeys in the cave, but there were also many less kneaded leather goods.
"Forget it, they just took away the top item given to Shopkeeper Cao Da this year. I gave the donkey to Shopkeeper Cao Da. I can't keep the animal, so it can be considered as a return of his favor. And now every mountain top is full of people.
Prepare to divide the red cabinet... and divide the harvest to Maodong, don't provoke them at this juncture."
Hu Bazhi explained helplessly, then opened the lid of the pot and filled the enamel basin with a large bowl full of steaming dog meat, which even contained stewed soft potatoes and vermicelli.
Shoveling in a few extra pancakes stuck to the side of the pot, he called to Wei Ran to bring the food over first, but he walked to the corner, pushed aside the stacked firewood, and picked up the two sacks hidden inside.
come out.
“The good stuff is here”
Hu Ba pointed out and took out packages of various sizes from the nooks and crannies of the cave and stuffed them into sacks. He and Wei Ran left the cave together and walked into the warm underground nest.
When Wei Ran put the food on the table, Hu Bazhi also took out a set of clothes from the sack that was not much different from Wei Ran's and threw it on the bed, "Brother Zhao, put on this set of clothes later.
Brother Wei has paid for you."
Before Zhao Jinyu could say anything, Hu Bazhi took out a pair of deerskin boots that had been ripped off from someone's feet and two pieces of cloth cut off by the Japs during the march, and threw them on the kang, "Try it."
The size is better than the Japanese leather shoes, which are more comfortable to wear."
Zhao Jinyu was not polite when he heard this, and simply took off his devil's boots and put on his boots.
Looking at his dirty big feet covered with frostbite, Hu Bazhi said, "Wash your body and feet first, and I'll find some frostbite ointment for you."
Still not waiting for Zhao Jinyu to say anything, Wei Ran had already poured hot water and cold water into the wooden basin and brought the towel over.
With such a trivial move, Zhao Jinyu, who was sitting on the edge of the kang, had red eyes, pursed his lips and took off the stolen cotton clothes and trousers and the tattered prison uniform sewn with a piece of white cloth.
In the weather at the end of October, he was actually only wearing this single set of clothes.
However, compared to the frostbite on various parts of the body after taking off this single suit, what is more conspicuous are the healed or unhealed whip marks on the back, as well as the comet-like scars.
"Is this all done by little devils?" Hu Bazhi stepped on the edge of the kang and asked while rummaging around for things on the rafters.
“Being whipped is not bad.”
Zhao Jinyu explained while scrubbing his dirty body, "It's getting colder and colder these days. Every now and then, we thought prisoners are ordered to take off our clothes and slap each other in pairs with our buttocks bare.
You have to count loudly while drawing, and you have to draw at least a hundred to count."
As the water in the basin turned black little by little, Wei Ran and Hu Bazhi, who had already dug out the ointment, gradually used the pine oil lamp to see clearly that there were still large bruises on Zhao Jinyu's face.
"If anyone is not whipped hard enough or counts wrongly, he will be thrown into the ditch and kneeled until he is shaken and starts to laugh uncontrollably. Only those bastard Japanese and Japanese devils will
Ask the people around you to carry the kneeling person back."
Zhao Jinyu took a piece of soap and a razor that Wei Ran took out from the Japanese prince's bag and said, "I've seen a lot of them. They started laughing when they were kneeling in the ditch, and they froze to death after laughing.
Yes, I also saw many people with their nostrils slapped and bleeding to death from the corners of their eyes and ears. Those bastards want us all to die!"
"Sooner or later this revenge will have to be avenged!" Hu Bazhi gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
"If it's early rather than late, when should we start?" Wei Ran asked.
"Tonight," Zhao Jinyu said, "let's go to the Temple of Wealth to wait for them tonight!"
