Four hundred and ninetieth eight chapters accidental injury
"Brother, just give in once. If you don't agree to them, they will really kill someone."
Seeing that Meng Fanggang would rather die than become the battalion commander of the security camp, his old brothers began to persuade him.
After all, they had followed Meng Fanggang for so long. Meng Fanggang was always loyal and took good care of them. At this moment, he didn't want Meng Fanggang to be killed by the Japanese.
Meng Fanggang turned a deaf ear to the brothers' persuasion and instead said, "Don't waste your words. Even if I die, I will not sacrifice my life for the little devil."
He paused, looked at the brothers in the courtyard, and said earnestly: "If you still recognize me as your eldest brother, you should listen to my last words of advice. Don't be a traitor or be an unfaithful and unfilial person."
After hearing Meng Fanggang's words, all the brothers in the courtyard fell silent. They didn't want to sacrifice their lives for the Japs, but now that everyone in the family was in Ruichang, they couldn't help themselves.
Seeing the brothers who bowed their heads in silence, Meng Fanggang also understood their difficulties, sighed helplessly, and closed his eyes again.
At this moment, a fat middle-aged man in black silk nodded and bowed to the Japanese soldiers guarding the door, and walked into the compound of the security camp with straight steps.
"What? You haven't changed your clothes yet?"
The fat middle-aged man looked at the listless soldiers in the security battalion who were still wearing the tattered clothes from the original security regiment, and spoke angrily.
The soldiers in the security camp looked at the fat middle-aged man and cast disdainful glances at him, too lazy to talk to him.
The fat middle-aged man ignored the disdainful looks of the soldiers, chuckled, and turned around to walk towards Meng Fanggang who was tied to the pillar.
"What's the matter, my battalion commander Meng Da, I haven't figured it out yet. Do you want me to go tell the commander of the imperial army and give you more time?"
Seeing Meng Fangang, who he had a quarrel with, being tied to a pillar and about to be killed as a warning to the monkeys, the newly appointed maintenance president Zhou Fulu felt extremely happy.
"Bah! Traitor!" Meng Fanggang looked down upon weaklings like Zhou Fulu and spat on his face.
Zhou Fulu was originally just a wealthy man in Ruichang, but the Japanese came and drove away the National Revolutionary Army. All the officials in the county also ran away. He had too much property and did not have time to escape.
I originally thought that my ancestors' family business would be lost in my own hands. After all, I heard that the little devil was killing people like crazy and leaving no trace of chickens or dogs behind.
But who would have thought that when the little devil came, he would be very different from what was rumored. Instead of burning, killing, and looting, he politely asked himself to be the chairman of the maintenance committee, and wanted to establish a greater East Asia co-prosperity.
Zhou Fulu didn't lack money, but what he lacked was an official position and status. Now that the Japanese came to his door, he wanted more. As for the reputation of a traitor, he didn't care.
In Zhou Fulu's view, the Japanese were powerful, but the National Revolutionary Army was about to collapse. Most of China was lost and there was no future. The so-called good bird chooses the right wood to roost. He just made a wise choice.
Zhou Fulu didn't expect that he would be spat on when he tried to persuade Meng Fanggang with his kind words, and his face immediately darkened.
"Meng, don't be ignorant of good and evil. The imperial army is very decisive in killing. When the time comes, no matter how hard your head is, you will not be able to beat their steel swords."
Meng Fanggang looked coldly at Zhou Fulu, who had a straight face, and sneered: "As a Chinese, I will die as a slave to the country. Unlike some lackeys, I want to see how I will face my ancestors in the future."
"Hmph! As the sustaining president, I have protected the people of Ruichang from the ravages of war and kept my place safe. What I have done is a lasting contribution. It has benefited the people of Ruichang. How can I face the failure of my ancestors?
Lord." Zhou Fulu snorted coldly and began to argue.
He pointed at Meng Fanggang who was glaring angrily and said: "On the contrary, it was you who led the children of Ruichang to fight against the imperial army and suffered many casualties. Now you are still stubborn and push them into the pit of fire. You are the sinner of Ruichang!"
Faced with Zhou Fulu's sophistry, Meng Fanggang didn't bother to argue with him. The merits and demerits of his merits and demerits will be left to future generations to comment.
When Zhou Fulu saw Meng Fan just closing his eyes and ignoring him, he swung his sleeves fiercely, turned around and walked towards the security camp soldiers squatting on the steps.
"Get up! Everyone get up!" Zhou Fulu kicked and scolded the soldiers in the security camp.
The soldiers in the security camp only wanted to make a living and had no choice but to do so. However, Zhou Fulu was determined to be a real traitor. They all looked angrily at Zhou Fulu's scolding, kicking and beating.
"What do you want to do?!" Zhang Heizi suddenly stood up and glared at Zhou Fulu.
Zhou Fulu looked at Zhang Heizi and snorted coldly: "You have taken over the job of the Imperial Army, so naturally you have to do things for the Imperial Army. The Imperial Army has ordered everyone to gather to transport supplies to Minshan."
Zhang Heizi looked at Zhou Fulu, who was talking arrogantly, and then at his eldest brother Meng Fanggang, who was tied there and on hunger strike for two days. His head shook like a rattle: "If eldest brother doesn't go, we won't go anywhere."
"Yes, if big brother doesn't go, we won't go either." The soldiers from the surrounding security camp started making noises.
"Are you trying to rebel?!"
Zhou Fulu originally wanted to take the security camp under his command, but when he saw that they did not listen to orders, he became furious and branded him a rebel.
Zhang Heizi was also frightened by Zhou Fulu's words. He really didn't dare to accept the hat, and his stiff waist couldn't help but soften again.
He began to feel helpless and squatted down: "I have a stomachache and I can't go anywhere."
Zhou Fulu looked at the other security camp soldiers, and they all sat down one after another.
"My foot is twisted..."
"I haven't eaten enough, so I can't leave."
Seeing this group of helpless security camp soldiers, Zhou Fulu was also furious and cursed: "It's true that if you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink the wine as a penalty."
He kicked a soldier hard and said, "Get out of here."
This brother was kicked by Zhou Fulu, and he was caught off guard and fell.
They were used to being tyrannical in Ruichang City, but now they were being bullied by Zhou Fulu. They were all strong-blooded men, who couldn't bear this tone, and they all clamored to grab Zhou Fulu and beat him.
Zhou Fulu was in high spirits these days because he was the chairman of the maintenance committee. Unexpectedly, he hit a snag here and the two sides started to struggle.
Several Japanese soldiers who were standing at the door to monitor the soldiers of the security camp looked at each other, grabbed their guns and rushed into the yard, smashing the butts of their rifles into the faces of the two sides who were struggling together.
"Bagaya road!"
Oops, the screams of pain kept coming, and the Japs were indifferent. The people in the security camp were sore from being beaten that they subconsciously resisted and snatched the Japs' guns. One of the Japs' guns accidentally went off.
"Snapped!"
A clear gunshot sounded, and a bullet penetrated the prisoner's stomach. The prisoner clutched his bleeding stomach and collapsed.
Seeing the Japs slipping to the ground in pain, everyone in the group fight turned pale with fear. While the other Japs soldiers scolded them with guns, they squatted down obediently with their heads in their hands.
Soon, dozens of armed and murderous Japanese soldiers surrounded the security camp. The squadron leader Zhuqi Heitani, who was left behind by the Japanese in Ruichang, walked in with heavy steps.