The prisoner camp is like a prison, and the bandits staying here are all very restless. They were made prisoners in a daze that day, so naturally some of them are unwilling to do so.
Now the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps has not said how to deal with them. Naturally, there are bandits secretly plotting to escape.
Although escaping from prison requires taking great risks, there are still many bandits who feel that this risk is worth taking rather than just waiting for death.
Although the prison camp was calm on the surface, there was an undercurrent surging privately, and people on every hilltop were racking their brains to think of ways to create opportunities to escape.
The blacksmith, the commander of the first battalion, naturally didn't know that these imprisoned bandits would have so many thoughts, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care.
It is almost impossible to escape under the gunpoint of the heavily guarded officers and soldiers of the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps.
With the order signed by Yang Ling, the blacksmith took several staff officers and guards to the prisoner camp, preparing to select 150 bandits to add to the army to enhance the combat effectiveness of the army.
Before arriving at the prisoner camp, the blacksmith went to the intelligence office to get a list. The bandits on these lists were all good-performing people with few bad deeds.
Although the blacksmith wanted to recruit more soldiers to increase the combat effectiveness of his troops, he also knew that one rat droppings could not ruin the pot of soup, and he did not need those bandits with too bad records.
Seeing the blacksmith arriving surrounded by staff and guards, the bandits who were plotting to escape were all heartbroken, thinking that people from the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps were going to deal with them, so their expressions changed.
"We'll play it by ear later."
The arrival of the blacksmith disrupted the bandits' plan. They originally wanted to launch an attack at night and escape, but who knew that now officers from the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps were coming.
Seeing the arrival of the blacksmith, the bandits who were plotting to escape felt guilty. The other bandits were uneasy and their faces were filled with fear, thinking that they would be dragged out and killed. After all, they were bandits.
When the blacksmith saw this, he stood up and looked at the bandits here in fear, with no expression on his stern face.
Big sticks and jujubes are a common method used by Blacksmith and others, and this time is no exception. When selecting soldiers from the bandits, he also wanted to scare the bandits first.
Then announce some benefits, so that the bandits who have been recruited into the army can be grateful and follow them wholeheartedly to fight the Japanese.
The bandit Huang San and several familiar bandits also stood up and looked at the blacksmith and the others from a distance. Huang San's face was filled with uncertainty. He didn't know what these soldiers would do with them.
"Huang San, are you leaving later?"
Seeing that several groups of bandits trying to escape were already whispering and winking to each other, and thinking that they might launch an attack early, one of the bandits lowered their voices and approached Huang San to ask.
This small group of theirs was formed when they were refugees. Later, even though they became bandits, they still stayed together to avoid being bullied. Although Huang San was young, he vaguely became the mastermind of this small group.
"They only came here with a few people. They probably won't execute us on a large scale. Please be patient and don't act recklessly."
Huang San liked to observe and think. He looked at the several staff officers and guards behind the blacksmith and shook his head at his companions.
After hearing Huang San's words, these bandits felt uneasy, but they still chose to believe Huang San.
"Sir!"
The person responsible for guarding these bandits was a platoon leader from the security company directly under the headquarters. When he saw the battalion commander blacksmith approaching, he hurriedly ran over and stood up to salute.
"This is an order signed by Chief Yang. Please cooperate with me later."
The blacksmith showed the warrant signed by Yang Ling to recruit soldiers and execute several heinous bandits.
"yes!"
The platoon leader took a quick glance, and after being sure, he agreed with a smile.
The blacksmith led the staff and guards into the prison camp. Some of the disarmed bandits were frightened, and some looked at the blacksmith and them with unkind expressions.
The brothers of the guard platoon armed with guns drove all the bandits together and waited for the blacksmith's lecture.
"Who is the blind man?"
The blacksmith stood on a slightly higher ground, looked around at the bandits who were either fierce or listless, and read out a person's name from the list in his hand.
As soon as the blacksmith finished speaking, a bald man with sinister eyes pushed past the crowd and walked to the front, then stared at the blacksmith with a murderous look on his body.
This is the leader of a copycat village, he has always been ruthless in his actions. What others come down to rob is property. He not only wants to rob property, but also leaves almost no one alive, with many lives on his hands.
This time he was also the vanguard in the attack on Xiaoqingshan. Unfortunately, he was attacked from two sides by the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps and was unable to retreat in time and became a prisoner. However, he was never willing to accept it.
The blacksmith was also one of the people rolling over among the dead. Faced with the sharp gaze of the gangster, he did not dodge at all. After looking directly at the gangster for a few seconds, he coldly ordered: "Pull him down and kill him!"
"How dare you!" After hearing the blacksmith's words, the black blind man's veins suddenly popped up and he shouted coldly and threatened.
The blacksmith remained unmoved, and two brothers with guns immediately walked over, preparing to pull the gangster down and shoot him.
Naturally, the black blind man refused to obey. His strong body directly knocked away two officers and soldiers who approached him, and reached out to grab the gun.
The sudden change made the surrounding officers and soldiers feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They pulled the bolts of their guns one after another and pointed their guns at the rioting bandits to prevent a riot.
As soon as the black blind man's hand touched the rifle in the hand of a guard, and when he was about to snatch it away, his body was suddenly kicked hard in the abdomen like a sandbag and he rolled two meters away, feeling severe pain.
It made him show his strong white teeth, making him look even more fierce.
But before he could struggle to get up, a cold muzzle was pressed against his forehead. The black blind man immediately froze like a statue, and looked up to see the blacksmith's stern gaze.
"boom!"
There was a dull gunshot, and the shell gun directly punched a bloody hole as big as a fist in the black blind man's head at close range, and the blood spattered all over the blacksmith's face.
The blind man would never have imagined that he, who had always been unruly, would die in such a humiliating way. He fell to the ground with a face full of reluctance.
The black blind man was shot dead by the blacksmith. The bandits who were pointed at the gun were horrified. They looked at the blacksmith with fear in their eyes and did not dare to make any move.
The blacksmith didn't even wipe the blood splattered on his face. He held the shell gun with lingering smoke in his hand and stood on the high ground again.
"The Black Blind Man has done a lot of evil things over the years. His crimes are extremely heinous and he deserves to die."
The blacksmith glanced at everyone, but no one dared to look at him. No one expected that the blacksmith would kill so decisively, killing people just like killing chickens, without any hesitation.
"Although you people have not done as many bad things as the black blind man, you have done a lot of bad things to help others!" the blacksmith pointed at the bandits and said.
"It stands to reason that they should all be pulled out and shot! To eliminate harm for the people!"
After hearing the blacksmith's words, the bandits became commotion, and many of them had panic expressions on their faces. However, facing the dark muzzles of the guns around them, they quickly became quiet again.
"But we, Chief Yang, are merciful. Considering that you are compatriots, we are not willing to cause more killings and are ready to give you a chance to atone for your crimes!"