At that time, the cellars had not yet formed the scale of tunnels. They were like carrots and pits. When the Japanese army dug a pit, they could capture all the people hiding in the pit. There was no way out. Sometimes the Japanese soldiers discovered it.
People hiding in cellars would throw grenades in, and a single grenade could kill a group of people.
It is precisely this kind of bloody lesson that allowed the anti-Japanese guerrillas in the central Hebei region to constantly sum up their experience and improve their cellars during their battles with the Japanese. From one cellar to two entrances, the two cellars were connected.
It has developed to the point where three or four cellars are connected together, and the cellars in a village are connected together, forming an underground spider web of interconnected tunnels.
From each individual cellar, tunnels are formed that are connected to each other and extend in all directions, like a spider web.
Tunnel warfare, a world of anti-Japanese resistance, and the Niuwa in front of them are the guerrillas in Gaojiazhuang. In addition to the guerrillas, there is also the Women's Rescue Society.
Xia Yuan took small bites of the dry and hard noodles. Two short-haired women walked in outside the door. They were also wearing dirty coarse linen clothes. Their hair was messy in the wind. They were holding a bowl of food in their hands. Look.
When Niu Wa was here, the older woman said, "Niu Wa, why are you here? Where are Chuan Bao and Uncle Zhong?"
"Sister-in-law Lin Xia, Chuanbao and Uncle Lao Zhong went to the old village chief's house. Isn't it true that the Japanese have been uneasy recently and raided several villages in succession. The divisional meeting will be held to discuss this matter." Niu Wa stood up and said.
"That's it." Lin Xia nodded, put the rice bowl on the table, and looked at Xia Yuan: "You're awake, how do you feel?"
Xia Yuan's dark cheeks had a hint of sickness: "My body still feels a little weak."
Lin Xia glanced at the noodle cake in Xia Yuan's hand, turned to Niu Wa and said, "Niu Wa, did you give this to him?"
Niu Wa nodded: "Yes, he was hungry, so I brought him some bread."
Lin Xia said: "The bread is too rough and he won't be able to bear it if he eats it."
She said with a reproachful tone: "You."
Niu Wa touched his head and Xia Yuan said: "Sister-in-law Lin Xia, it's okay. We are just rough people. We are used to eating rough rice. If we really want to eat good food, we still can't eat it."
Lin Xia handed him the batter in the bowl: "Eat some of this, there are some leftovers here, don't dislike it, you can eat these eggs to replenish your health."
Xia Yuan said gratefully: "I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it. I'm very satisfied if I can have a bite to eat."
He took the rice bowl and started eating in small bites. The most taboo thing for people who are hungry is overeating. If you can't control it, you may be starved to death. Xia Yuan ate very carefully, bit by bit.
Let this body absorb the nutrients in the food.
While Xia Yuan was having dinner, Niu Wa began to introduce Xia Yuan's family background to Lin Xia's wife and another female comrade from the Women's Rescue Society. "His name is Xia Yuan. He is a villager in Xia Jia Village. He was a member of the Japanese army who carried out a large-scale raid more than a month ago.
The raids were carried out in Xiajia Village. Hundreds of people in the village were killed and everything that could be robbed was taken. The young people in the village were all captured and made into young men. The Japanese did not give them food and even ordered them to mow the turrets.
, they eat grass to satisfy their hunger, and it’s a miracle that they can survive until now.”
Lin Xia's wife and another lesbian from the Women's Rescue Society heard about Xia Yuan's tragic life experience and felt great sympathy for Xia Yuan. They were also full of anger at the cruelty of the Japanese.
Mrs. Lin Xia stood up and said: "Xia Yuan, don't worry, we will not make it easy for the Japanese! You can stay in Gaojiazhuang for the time being. It is very safe here!"
Xia Yuan finished the bowl of batter, ate the eggs, and said with great gratitude: "Thank you, thank you."
Looking at the angry eyes of the three people, Xia Yuan was filled with emotion and secretly made up his mind to kill more Japanese soldiers and avenge those souls who died tragically under the swords and guns of the Japanese soldiers!
In this way, Xia Yuan temporarily stayed at Chuanbao's house. After two days of being raised at Chuanbao's house, Xia Yuan was able to walk. Chuanbao gave him a towel and asked him to wrap it around his head. Since the Jizhong Plain
There is a lot of wind and sand in the country. If you don't put on a towel when you go out, your hair will be full of sand when you come back. This kind of thing is the most basic for the people in the Jizhong Plain. Wrap your whole body tightly, otherwise a gust of wind and sand will come out.
His body was filled with wind and sand.
Except for the time to recuperate in bed, Xia Yuan rarely went out. After he was almost recuperated, he went for a walk in the village.
Militiamen with red-tasseled guns can be seen patrolling and standing guard everywhere in and outside the village. This is a team formed spontaneously by the villagers. Gaojiazhuang is in an enemy-occupied area. The villagers live a hard life. They not only have to fight against the harsh environment, but also against the Japanese.
The struggle between the Japanese and Japanese is a standard struggle against heaven, earth, and people.
The life of the common people in this era is undoubtedly difficult, especially after seeing the real life of the villagers during this period, Xia Yuan was filled with emotions. Just the bowl of batter Lin Xia's wife gave him, what a difference it made to the villagers of Gaojiazhuang
, even the more luxurious food, white flour is particularly precious, steamed buns and eggs are reserved for the district captain, but generally the district captain will not eat them and will leave these foods to the wounded.
Therefore, not all guerrillas are tall. The tunnel battles in the movie are due to artistic needs. The members of the Eighth Route Army guerrillas are all thick eyebrows, tall and tall, and are very photogenic. In reality, they wear dirty clothes and have unkempt faces.
, the body is thin, everyone has a sallow complexion, and they all suffer from malnutrition.
Xia Yuan was living in Gaojiazhuang, and his body was gradually recovering. His identity was also accepted by the villagers of Gaojiazhuang. The events in Xiajiazhuang were still well known to them. The Japanese army
Time moves constantly, with burnings, killings, and looting everywhere. Several villages were bloodbathed by the Japanese army. There are refugees everywhere who cannot stand the oppression of the Japanese army and flee. When the villagers of Gaojiazhuang encounter refugees, they also help them if they can.
On the flat ground outside Gaojiazhuang, I saw a long queue of fleeing people pulling up from a distance.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Niu Wa found Xia Yuan in the house and said: "Xia Yuan, there are people fleeing again. See if you know anyone."
Xia Yuan raised his head, folded the crumpled papers in his hands and put them in his arms. Niu Wa smiled and said, "Are you studying your tunnel warfare again?"
At this time, Gaojiazhuang had not yet formed the concept of tunnels. Even the cellar was single. Tunnels could not be dug randomly. If there was only a single Tibetan, it would be very simple. Just dig through each cellar. But if you want to do it
It is not an easy task to be able to hide in a tunnel and dig out or retreat from it. All aspects must be taken into consideration, especially in tunnel excavation, including traps and techniques.
Therefore, Xia Yuan prepared for a long time to study the cellars of Gaojiazhuang, trying to get the design drawings out before the Japanese army raided them.
When he came to the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village and looked into the distance, the fleeing people turned into a string of small black dots. Chuanbao looked into the distance from the big banyan tree and cursed: "According to the news, the Japanese have launched another raid in the north.
, seven or eight villages were destroyed by the Japanese devils, these are all refugees who escaped, the Japanese devils are really not human beings!"
Lin Xia and other lesbians in the Women’s Rescue Association were even more gnashing their teeth at the Japanese. They had long heard of the brutality of the Japanese. Many sisters had been violated by the Japanese. Those who survived could not bear to have their innocence ruined by the Japanese.
Dive into the well.
Niu Wa held the gun and asked hurriedly: "What about the guerrillas?"
Chuanbao lowered his head with a trace of sadness on his face. Niuwa was stunned for a moment and opened his mouth for a long time. He had already realized something. Looking at the group of refugees, he felt only sadness in his heart.
The refugees fled here, and the villagers of Gaojiazhuang prepared some noodles to eat on the road. The refugees, all unkempt, pulled the villagers of Gaojiazhuang with tears in their eyes.
"I can't survive. God, the Japanese devils are not human beings. There are only a few people left in a village of more than 800 people. They are not human beings. They don't give us a way to survive. They want to drive us all out."
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There was numbness and sadness on their faces. Some old people looked up to the sky and sighed. Crystal tears flowed down the ravines on their faces. Their faces covered with wind and sand soon left a black mark, and the crystal tears became turbid.
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Nearly a thousand people in a village were wiped out in less than a day. All the villagers were in the same village. Regardless of whether they were related by blood or not, they were all basically related to each other. They all died at once. This kind of loss of relatives and family destruction.
The taste is extremely painful.
The folks in Gaojiazhuang felt very uncomfortable, as if a stone was pressing on their chests, making them unable to breathe.
The figures of the fleeing people became more rickety and lonely as they left. The Japanese did not give them a way to survive, so they had no choice but to leave their homes and find other ways to survive. Gaojiazhuang was also in a stage where it was difficult to protect themselves. The Japanese always liked to raid Zhengliang, leaving corpses everywhere.
All over the country, people are in dire straits. They don't have much food to eat, and what they can do to help them is to pluck some of the remaining food in their hands.
Xia Yuan clenched his fists and became more determined to fight the Japanese.
Every era has its own sufferings, and the sufferings of this era are undoubtedly the heaviest.
Gao Chuanbao clenched his fist and punched the tree trunk: "Damn Japanese devils! I will never let them go!"
The common people in this era are living in the shadow of the Japanese invasion of China. When they hear about the Japanese, they gnash their teeth and hate them to the bone, but they feel powerless. The Japanese are very powerful, not just some ordinary people.
The militia formed can fight against it, not to mention that most of the guerrillas have backward weapons and equipment.
Xia Yuan's eyes were filled with hatred for the Japanese Japs, and he clenched his fists and said, "Brother Chuanbao! I want to join the guerrillas! I want to fight the little Japs! I want to avenge my fathers and fellow villagers!"
The Japanese devils were in vain. They would not let any villager go, whether it was a newborn baby or an old man over fifty years old. They burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil. The scene that really appeared in front of them was a true occurrence in history.
What really happened is that he does not simply regard the world he experiences as a copy. The characters who appear in the character world are all NPCs.
They have human emotions, joys, anger, sorrows, and joys. They are real people, this is the real world, and this is really happening.
Xia Yuan has also experienced many battles and killed many people. Every time he sees such a scene, he still feels sad and full of anger towards evildoers.
Gao Chuanbao looked at Uncle Zhong, who said solemnly: "It is good to join the guerrillas, but you must be prepared to sacrifice at any time. Guns don't have eyes."
Xia Yuan was not afraid at all and said: "If it weren't for the folks in Gaojiazhuang, I would already be dead. I have died once. What am I afraid of? The Japanese have killed so many of my relatives. If I could kill one of them before I die,
Two little devils, even if I die, I can still give an explanation to my father and fellow villagers!"
He raised his head and said with a critical look on his face: "Uncle Lao Zhong, Brother Niu Wa, Brother Chuan Bao, and Sister Lin Xia, just let me join the guerrillas! I am not afraid of hardship or sacrifice. When the masses need me, I will stand.
In front of the masses, kill the Japanese, block bullets, and protect the lives of the masses! When the masses don’t need me, I will return to the masses and be a member of the masses!”
Several people were all moved by Xia Yuan's words. They had never heard such simple and simple words, but they made people feel passionate.
Uncle Zhong looked at Lin Xia, who nodded slowly. Uncle Zhong said: "Okay! I need to report this matter to the district team leader. The district team will have a meeting in a few days, and then we will report it all together."
The matter has been resolved."
Niu Wa patted Xia Yuan on the shoulder and was happy for him: "Great, Comrade Xia Yuan can join in, let's fight against the little devils together!"
Xia Yuan's face showed happiness, and he turned to look at the refugees who gradually turned into small black dots in the distance until they disappeared and could no longer be seen.
In the dead of night, an oil lamp lit up the dim room. With the help of the weak light, Xia Yuan continued to think about the design of the tunnel. He designed trap tunnels, roundabout tunnels, and side tunnels. The excavation method was also detailed. Everyone said
His wisdom is infinite.
When Gao Chuanbao saw that it was so late and the lights were still on in Xia Yuan's room, he opened the door and walked in. Xia Yuan raised his head when he heard the sound and put down the pen in his hand, "Brother Chuanbao, why are you here."
Gao Chuanbao put the gun behind him, sat opposite Xia Yuan, and said: "Seeing that the light in your room has not been turned off, are you thinking about the tunnel again?"
He looked at the paper spread out on the table. There were crooked lines drawn on the paper. He could understand some things, such as the two circles falling together, which looked like a millstone in the yard, and the huge stone at the entrance of the village.
Gao Chuanbao was surprised by the banyan tree. It was the first time he saw Xia Yuan painting.
Xia Yuan nodded and said happily: "Brother Chuanbao, this is what I have been thinking about for the past few days. I think every time the Japanese come to raid, we can only hide in the cellar with only one entrance. When the Japanese find the entrance to the cave, we can
There was no place to run, so I wondered if we could set up a few more openings, so that if the Japanese found one opening, we would have another opening to move to."
Under the dim kerosene lamp, Gao Chuanbao raised his head. The kerosene lamp shone on his face, and there was a hint of excitement on his face.