With a good mood, there are also expectations for pork stewed vermicelli and sweet potato simmered with wine.
Hu Biao and the rest of the group just walked into Heihe City and immediately heard a burst of sharp women's yells and the hoarse cries of children.
Both of them intertwined and reached the ears, making people unspeakably upset.
Then, when they stepped on the muddy dirt road and turned a corner on the street, they discovered that a large group of people had gathered around the street that was almost empty last night.
The yells and cries that reached their ears came from the crowd.
Instinctively, Hu Biao and others moved closer.
So what! You can definitely eat and drink later, but the excitement of more than 80 years ago may not be seen later.
Later, when Hu Biao found out the truth of the matter, he wanted to slap himself on the spot.
Let your heartless grandson want to watch the fun...
I saw hundreds of people watching the excitement, forming a semicircle and surrounding the door of a low house.
And at the door, a woman with patches all over her cotton-padded coat was screaming and cursing as she kept hitting a child of about five years old next to her head and face.
The hoarse cry came from the mouth of the child who was being beaten.
Tears and snot soon stained the cute tiger head hat on his head.
He cried so loudly, sometimes because he was frightened, and sometimes because the woman who kept shouting "Mother, mother, I was wrong, I don't dare to do it anymore" when he was begging for mercy was not at all scared when she beat him.
Didn't hold anything back.
Almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, one side of his face swelled up, and the corners of his mouth and nose began to bleed.
And a little further away, a man was kneeling there with his knees on the ground, regardless of the snow on the ground, begging for mercy from a black-skinned dog.
Next to the black-skinned dog, there were a few Japs carrying 38-cap rifles and armbands on their sleeves.
They seemed to be watching a play, watching everything with great interest.
A little further away, there were hundreds of local villagers from Heihe gathered around. They watched this scene silently, their eyes full of complex emotions such as pity, anger, fear, and numbness.
Seeing this, Hu Biao roughly understood the reason.
It must have been that such a child got into trouble and got into trouble with these devils and traitors, which is why the scene before us happened.
But after understanding this, Hu Biao also felt a little resentful towards those parents:
"It's worthless! No matter how big the problem is, you can't just beat the child to death to deal with it. No matter how hard the parents are, they still have to protect their children, right?
The same goes for these neighbors, who don’t know how to go up and say a nice word and stop the beating woman; if they continue to beat her like this, they will really be able to do something good."
However, Hu Biao still thought wrong.
Because as a modern person, an adult living in the modern dimension, I still think too much about the beast-like humanity of the Japanese, as well as the compatriots living in occupied areas, and their difficult survival environment.
Soon after, the child was knocked to the ground and could not get up for a while.
The woman whose voice became hoarse after being scolded still continued to kick and beat her while crying.
At this time, the black-skinned dog finally started to speak. While stopping the woman from continuing to beat her, he also announced a cruel and heinous truth:
"Okay! Sister-in-law of the Qian family, please stop beating the child, it's useless.
Ordinarily, we have been neighbors for many years, and a man like Brother Qian has to kneel down to me. I, Grandson Erlu, have to give me face no matter what; but the 'hygiene activities' formulated by Taijun cannot be discounted.
Since Taijun has stipulated that the garbage can only be placed on the left side of the door every morning, your behavior of placing it on the right side is against Taijun and Manchuria.
So according to the Taijun's regulations, if the whole family is to be shot, the whole family must be shot. Otherwise, what will happen to the Taijun's face and the Taijun's credibility?
Don't tell me that your child was young and ignorant and made mistakes when throwing out the garbage.
If you beat him to death on the spot now, none of your family of three, Lao Qian, will be able to escape the bullet today."
After hearing this, the woman finally stood up, hugged the child tightly, and slapped herself a few times with her backhand.
Hu Biao and the others finally figured out the truth of the matter, a truth that made their chests shiver.
Indeed! Even the tiger venom can't even eat its seeds.
Except for the occasional one or two extremes, no mother would be willing to do this to her child; thinking about it, every time she hits her child, it will hurt like tearing apart in her heart.
Just for the fate of the entire family, she had to make this move.
However, it is a pity that what she encountered was not the tricky neighbors who would always be nicer to talk to after beating their children, but they were facing inhumane devils.
As if after enjoying a wonderful drama, several Japs with armbands clapped their hands a few times, took off the rifles they were carrying, and began to arrest such an unlucky family of three.
Knowing that the end was coming, Brother Qian, who was unable to do anything good today, never knelt in front of that black-skinned dog again.
After he jumped up, he opened his arms and stood in front of his wife and children like a big mountain, and roared:
"Who dares to touch my wife and children? I will fight with him today."
Facing such a scene, several Japanese men with cheerful faces picked up their rifles and took what they were going to do next as if they were eating a meal.
Having reached this point, Hu Biao could clearly predict what would happen to the Qian family of three next.
In great anger, he stretched his hands to the waist under his coat.
But at this moment, Yang Dongli held his sleeve with one hand and said in a low voice with an extremely suppressed voice:
"Think about our mission, we can't take care of it anymore, let's go~"
After hearing this sentence, Hu Biao realized that his decision was not only related to his own life, but also related to the entire team.
You know! Heihe is a border area, and the Kwantung Army, which is confronting Mao Zi, has deployed a large number of troops here.
It's easy to kill the few Japs in front of them, but as soon as the gunfire rings out, they have to face thousands of Japs chasing them, and even planes in the sky.
Don't ask for any more tasks then. Under the current environment, they won't even be able to escape the pursuit.
Biting his lip hard, Hu Biao suddenly turned around and said to the others: "Let's go~"
"But?" For the first time, AT, a white-collar worker with red eyes, raised an objection to the commander.
"This is an order, let's go." After Hu Biao repeated it once, he took the right hand of the young white-collar worker with one hand and strode forward.
Afterwards, one by one netizens spontaneously or were dragged away from here.
As if escaping, they want to stride farther and farther away from here; because in this way, they may not have to hear the miserable aftermath.
They were disappointed. After a group of people had taken dozens of steps, a familiar 38 gunshot sounded.
Then, the woman screamed again: "The child's father is not a little devil raised by humans. Even if I become a devil, I will not let you go..."
Before the woman could finish her words, another gunshot rang out.
In the end, only the child who could barely scream was left, echoing in their ears: "Dad, mother, father, mother..."
Randomly, when another gunshot rang out, even the child's cry disappeared.
At this moment, both the regular members of the Zhongzhou team and the new rookies felt that someone had cut a knife in their hearts in an instant.
So that they can only continue to move forward by relying on each other.
Such a reaction is because they subconsciously regard these people as their compatriots; they still have an instinctive reverence for life.
After experiencing such a scene, none of them mentioned that they were going to eat pork stewed vermicelli later.
At the same time, they no longer feel cold, because a burning fire in their hearts will completely ignite them.
Either kill the devil or yourself.
Or maybe both parties will be burned to ashes.
The term "subjugated slave" has such an image in their hearts at the moment, and it becomes even heavier.
PS: The above plot is fabricated by the author, but it is true that the whole family was shot if they did not throw the garbage on the left side of the door; then similar tragedies must have been staged during those 14 humiliating years.
When I looked up the relevant information, the author couldn't even believe it was true.
For the sake of ourselves and future generations, please do not forget our national humiliation.
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