Japanese expatriates are also divided into different levels.
The overseas Chinese who brought their families and families to settle in the Northeast were equivalent to the landowners in the customs.
In order to maintain their status and wealth in the settlement areas, these expatriates found many samurai and ronin in the country to serve as their thugs.
The two Japanese standing guard at the gate of the settlement are ronin and samurai. Although their status in the settlement is much higher than that of the Chinese, they are the lowest status among the Japanese. Otherwise, they would not be sent to guard the gate on a snowy night.
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At ten o'clock in the evening, the wind and snow became heavier and heavier, and the whistling wind filled my ears.
Although a sentry box was built with wood at the door, and the two Japs were hiding in the sentry box, the biting cold wind still kept pouring in through the gaps in the wood, so cold that the two little Japs had to hide their heads under their military coats to keep warm.
In this case, let alone vigilance, even if an enemy touches the outside of the guard box, it will not attract their attention.
Duan Peng led one or two soldiers to the back of the guard box quietly under the cover of wind and snow.
Seeing that the two little devils didn't notice anything, Duan Peng took action decisively...
A soldier opened the door, and he led another soldier to attack, holding a dagger in one hand and pinching the Japanese's neck with the other.
"idiot……"
The vigilance and reaction speed of the ronin and samurai were far inferior to those of the elite Kwantung Army. It was not until a sharp dagger was pressed against their chests that a little Jaap came out of his panic.
As soon as they shouted the word "Baga", the dagger had already penetrated the cotton-padded clothes and pierced into their hearts. The two Japs' vitality quickly dissipated at this moment.
Two minutes later, a group of Eighth Route Army troops appeared at the gate of the immigrant area. They divided into squads and headed towards their respective targets...
"Pa bang bang..."
After a while, messy gunfire rang out in the immigrant area, but it ended very quickly.
After all, there are only more than 30 overseas Chinese here, and excluding the women and children who have no fighting ability, the total number of overseas Chinese who can actually hold guns and fight is only more than 20.
But their opponents were thirty or forty elite Eighth Route Army soldiers with strong combat effectiveness.
"Lock up all the old, weak, women and children among the expats, and find out the food, weapons, ammunition, and supplies that the little devils have hoarded..."
"Gather all the people in the village here...I want to distribute the food and tell the people in the village that our Eighth Route Army has come to the Northeast."
"If anyone doesn't want to be oppressed by the Japanese anymore, just join our Eighth Route Army..."
"Dangdangdang..."
Every time the Japanese expatriates were anxious for the common people to have a meeting, the bell soon rang in the settlement points.
Like frightened rabbits, the common people quickly got up from their beds, put on their clothes, and hurried to the expatriate residential area.
The Japanese have a rule that if you fail to arrive at the venue on time within ten minutes after hearing the bell, you will be fined fifty kilograms of grain.
The rations that everyone had worked so hard for a year were not even enough to satisfy their hunger. If they were fined and fined by the Japanese, they would definitely run out of food and go hungry.
The wind and snow were still raging, but the soldiers had already lit several large bonfires around the venue.
With the addition of a circle of torches, the entire venue was not only brightly lit, but at least no one's face could be seen.
What surprised the common people was that the people standing in front of them at this moment were not the Japanese people, but a group of Chinese in military uniforms.
The once aloof Japanese had turned into corpses and were neatly defeated in front of everyone.
"Fellows..." Duan Peng walked up to the podium and started shouting at the top of his lungs.
"We are the Eighth Route Army... You should all have heard that the Eighth Route Army in Guan Nei... is a team dedicated to fighting Japanese invaders, or is it a team of us ordinary people..."
"Tonight we wiped out all the expatriate armed forces in the settlement point in one fell swoop and seized a large amount of food, weapons and ammunition..."
"Considering that the grain in the hands of the little devils is exploited from everyone, our Eighth Route Army decided to share more than half of the grain with everyone, fifty kilograms of grain per person, distributed on a per capita basis..."
"Everyone will go home after collecting the food in a while. Find a way to hide all the food so that the little devils don't expose it again..."
Soon there was a long queue in front of the podium.
A common man padded the grain bag in his hand and said with a shocked face: "Sir...have you made a mistake..."
"This bag of grain weighs at least one hundred kilograms... Didn't you say that each person only gets fifty kilograms of grain?"
The soldier sharing the food reminded in a low voice: "Don't talk..."
"Take as much as I give you..."
"If the little devil returns to the settlement point and asks you to hand over fifty kilograms of grain, at least fifty or sixty kilograms will be left... Our company commander has told us that everyone can receive more grain... You can hand over the grain
Take it home and come back later..."
"Our Eighth Route Army is an army of ordinary people, and we will never let everyone go hungry..."
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At another food distribution point not far away, a young man did not accept the two bags handed over by the soldiers, but asked with expectation: "Sir, are you accepting people..."
"I've heard that your Eighth Route Army, the team within the Pass that specializes in fighting Japanese invaders, is more powerful than the Central Army..."
"I want to join you and fight the Japanese with you..."
The soldier refused decisively: "No..."
"If you join our Eighth Route Army and wait for the Japs to take back the settlement point, you will definitely take revenge on your family... We, the Eighth Route Army, cannot just watch your family being tortured by the Kwantung Army."
Hearing the word "family", the young man seemed to be stimulated by something, and the expectant expression on his face was quickly replaced by solemnity.
A man walking behind him suddenly interrupted: "Sir... just accept him..."
"Xiao Zhang is also a poor person..."
"Originally, the family lived a good life in the settlement, but the Japanese fell in love with his wife and raped her. His parents were stabbed to death by the Japanese while protecting their daughter-in-law, and the daughter-in-law was also raped by the Japanese.
He committed suicide after being humiliated by others. If it weren't for revenge, he would have fought with the Japanese in the settlement..."
"You helped him avenge himself. Xiao Zhang is all alone in the village. He might as well follow you to fight the Japanese..."
Duan Peng suddenly came over, patted the young man on the shoulder and replied: "I will accept you as a new recruit..."
"Now I give you an important task..."
"If there are any young people who look exactly like you in the village, call them all over. I will accept all of them who are willing to join the Eighth Route Army."
"If you have relatives at home in the settlement, in order to avoid the little devil's revenge, I will definitely not take them in..."
"When our Eighth Route Army establishes a base area in the Northeast, those young men who want to join our Eighth Route Army can move their families to our base area. It will not be too late to accept them then..."
"Anyway, we can't take in young people who have relatives at home. Otherwise, their families will be harmed. Do you understand?"
