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Chapter seven hundred and forty sixth maintenance meeting

The faces of the Japanese soldiers wearing steel helmets were full of fierceness, and the bayonets in their hands glowed with cold light. Their fierce appearance made these unarmed people tremble, and they dared not resist.

Soon, more than 400 villagers, men, women, old and young, in Xiaowangzhuang were driven away by the Japanese with bayonets like ducks to the grain drying field in the center of the village, where they huddled together.

The Japs' machine gunners also set up machine guns at high places, and the Japs with rifles stood around with their rifles spread apart. Facing these murderous Japs, the villagers cried and screamed in confusion.

On the grain drying ground, women were screaming, children were wailing, and the Japanese sun flag hanging from the muzzle of the gun was flying majestically.

Seeing the crying and frightened villagers, the Japs sergeant's face was full of ferocious pride.

"Liu Sang, tell them clearly about your situation and hand over the food."

The Japanese military officer turned to Liu Liang, the vice-president of the Maintenance Association who was standing there with a bow, and gave instructions in a tone that left no room for doubt.

Although Liu Liang now serves as the vice president of the Qinghe Town Maintenance Committee, he can only show off his power in front of ordinary people. When he comes to the Japanese, he immediately turns into a pug wagging his tail and begging for mercy, even if the opponent is just a small sergeant.

"Yes, yes, I will ask them to hand over the food."

Vice-president Liu Liang nodded and bowed in agreement. Then he took off his robe, straightened up and walked to the slightly higher earthen platform next to the grain drying field.

Faced with the Japanese soldiers and puppet troops who were armed with live ammunition around them, the villagers were already shaking with fear, and their faces were full of fear. Now they saw that the old landlord Liu Liang in the village was back, and they were even more frightened.

After all, Yang Ling and the others raided Liu Liang's house and distributed food to each of their households. Now that Liu Liang is back, if the reckoning comes after the fall, all of them will run away.

Thinking that Liu Liang was cruel and ruthless in the past, he ordered the servants to be beaten to death for stealing just a little bit of food. Since they had taken so much food, could they be spared?

Liu Liang's home was ransacked by Yang Ling and the others, and he never dared to come back. This time, under the protection of the Japanese and puppet troops, he returned to Xiaowangzhuang and became the vice president of maintenance. Naturally, he became arrogant.

Extremely proud.

"Ahem -" Seeing these frightened villagers, Liu Liang coughed twice and shouted in a high-pitched voice: "Fellow fellow villagers, please be quiet."

Liu Liang's voice was not loud to begin with, and besides, hundreds of people were crowded together, and the infant was crying loudly, making the scene a chaotic and noisy one.

Although Liu Liang tried to be as amiable as possible, he still frowned when he saw that his words were ignored.

"Snapped!"

Seeing that Liu Liang could not suppress the situation, the Japanese soldier Cao with a sinister face pulled the bolt of his gun, raised his hand and fired.

"puff!"

The bullet landed at the feet of the villagers in Shaiguchang, splashing up a cloud of mud. The villagers were immediately frightened and took a few steps back. They looked at the angry Japanese Army Sergeant in horror. The scene suddenly became quiet.

"Don't talk, or you'll die!" the Japs Sergeant waved the gun in his hand and threatened loudly.

Although the Chinese that the Japanese army spoke was not standard, the villagers could barely understand it and became quiet one after another.

Liu Liang, the vice-president of the Maintenance Committee, saw that the Japanese Army Commander had helped him calm down the situation, and with a smile on his face, he bowed his hand to the Japanese Army Soldier to express his gratitude.

Seeing that the Japanese military commander had no intention of continuing to speak, Liu Liang straightened his face again and looked condescendingly at the quiet villagers.

"Folks, don't be afraid. The imperial army will not harm you. They are here to protect you. They will only attack those guerrillas who do not understand current affairs. As long as you do not associate with the guerrillas and do not resist the imperial army, that is

Good people are not in any danger."

Although Liu Liang kept praising the little devil, for the villagers, no matter how sweet and sweet he said, he could not change the vicious image of the little devil in their minds.

Although the villagers did not believe Liu Liang's words, they all remained silent and waited for his next words.

Seeing that the mood of the villagers had temporarily stabilized, Liu Liang nodded with satisfaction and went straight to the topic.

"The Imperial Army came to China to establish a Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere. They came to help us and want us to live a good life as soon as possible. But now the Imperial Army is facing a small difficulty, that is, lack of food. I hope

Everyone enthusiastically handed over food to help the Imperial Army tide over the difficulties, and together we built the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere..."

"I know that every family in our Xiaowangzhuang has a lot of good fields and plenty of food. Therefore, our Xiaowangzhuang will donate 100,000 catties of food to the imperial army to express our gratitude to the imperial army for helping us."

Before Liu Liang finished speaking, hundreds of villagers in Xiaowangzhuang suddenly exploded and buzzed. Two hundred thousand kilograms of grain, which would cost their lives.

There are only about forty households in Xiaowangzhuang. If one hundred thousand kilograms of grain is distributed to each household, each household will have to pay more than two thousand kilograms.

"Liu Baozhang, we don't have that much food."

"Yes, after we hand over the food, we can only drink the northwest wind."

...

For the villagers, they are naturally unwilling to have to work hard to grow crops for a year and now have to hand them over to the Japanese for no reason.

"That is a thing of the past, Chief Liu Bao. I am now the vice president of the maintenance committee of Qinghe Town." Liu Liang corrected the villagers' misunderstanding of his identity and said proudly.

Seeing Liu Liang suddenly become the vice-president of the Maintenance Association, the villagers were stunned for a long time without reacting.

However, they quickly came to their senses. After all, Liu Liang was originally from their Xiaowangzhuang. Now that he was the vice-president of the Maintenance Association, he could naturally talk to the little devil.

"Vice President Liu, can you please tell Taijun and be accommodating to us so that we have less to do with each other? We really can't give that much." The villagers begged one after another.

If each household really handed over more than two thousand kilograms of grain, I'm afraid it wouldn't be enough even if they were sold.

Seeing the villagers' pleas, Liu Ming's face darkened.

He has just become the vice-president and is trying to show off in front of the Japanese. If he doesn't pay, he will not support his work and ruin his future. He will definitely not be happy.

"This matter is non-negotiable. Anyone who refuses to hand over the food is going against the imperial army and will be beheaded!" Liu Liang threatened fiercely.

Looking at the villagers who were crying and complaining, Liu Liang said loudly: "I don't care what you think of, but within five days, you must collect the food for me and send it to the drying ground. If you wait for my family to collect it,

If so, humph, then you have to bear the consequences at your own risk!"

Facing Liu Liang's threat, these villagers who were already short of food and clothing suddenly felt that the sky was about to fall. No matter how they pleaded, Liu Liang and the others just turned a deaf ear and had no regard for their local friendship.

"Watch all the exits of Zhuangzi. If anyone dares to escape, catch each one and shoot each one!" Liu Liang ordered the puppet squad leader.

"yes!"

The puppet squad leader waved his hand, and a squad of puppet soldiers armed with guns went to block the way out of Zhuangzi, cutting off the villagers' hope of escaping.

"Taijun, please come this way."

Liu Liang ignored the crying villagers and invited the Japs to his home to rest, hoping to take the opportunity to curry favor with the little Japs.

Although Yang Ling and the others had swept away all the valuable items in Liu Liang's house, the house was still there, and he had already sent his servants back to clean it up. During the past few days of collecting grain, it was considered another place to stay.


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