"Sister, you must take revenge while you are alive." Zhang Yu said, "They died, and they cannot die in vain. You must be strong and avenge them."
Zhou Weiguo glanced at Zhang Yu, agreed, and said, "Sister, go to Qingfeng Village. Go there and make a contribution to the Anti-Japanese War. I will treat you as you and avenge your family."
The women were silent. Then, the middle-aged woman who had just cried stood up and said, "You are right. This revenge has not been avenged. I cannot just die like this."
Then, she took the lead and walked towards the village just now.
Behind him, there was a huge crowd of nearly 30 people.
Zhou Weiguo sighed and followed with Yang Dali and others. There were so many corpses in that village that had to be buried and buried. For a group of women, it might be a bit cruel.
When everyone returned to the village, the women couldn't bear it anymore and burst into tears.
Zhou Weiguo lowered his head. Today's events made his heart firm again. Regardless of the correction of time and space or the inertia of history, he would do his best to protect the people around him and the people.
Later, Zhou Weiguo took Yang Dali and others into people's homes, took out tools, hoes, shovels, etc., and started digging holes.
Seeing this, the other women also found tools and began to dig a big hole. In this case, the only option was to bury the bodies in one place and erect a monument.
One person took out the needlework at home and said with a choked voice, "Although they have gone, we can't let them be buried with incomplete bodies. So, everyone, come and claim them, put their heads and bodies together, I
Sew them back together and give them a good birth in the next life."
"I'm with you." Another woman stood up and said.
…
It was already past eight o'clock in the evening when everyone pieced together the corpses of the people, buried them, and finally put up a wooden memorial tablet.
November is already autumn.
On autumn nights, the temperature is still a bit low.
Everyone had been busy for a long time, but no grain of rice had been eaten, and their bodies were also covered in blood.
After everything was completed, Zhou Weiguo said, "Folks, it's getting late. Everyone hasn't eaten yet, so go wash up first, and we'll go find something to eat for everyone."
…
A night of silence
…
The next day, November 3, Zhou Weiguo asked Zhang Yu to take everyone to Qingfeng Village. Jimo walked to Qingfeng Village. It was basically within the sphere of influence of his independent division and was relatively safe. With Chang Yu here, nothing could happen.
"No, I have nothing to do with them, nor do I have this obligation." Zhang Yu shook his head and said, "Among them, I only know Wen Qiao. I can take Wen Qiao to other places without going to Qingfeng Village.
"
"Why are you like this? Master asked you to go to Qingfeng Village for your own good. There are no Japanese there!" Yang Dali said, a little anxious.
Zhou Weiguo nodded, "Yes, I am Zhou Weiguo. This girl, it is not safe for the folks to go to Qingfeng Village like this. I hope you can escort her for a while. I have important things to do and will be away for a while."
"Aren't you afraid that I am a Japanese spy? Will you spread the news that you are not in Qingfeng Village?" Zhang Yu's face improved a lot. She had no temper when facing an anti-Japanese hero. With her background, there was no need to be afraid of Zhou Weiguo.
"If the girl were a Japs agent, the last seven Japs left yesterday would not have died." Zhou Weiguo smiled and said, "Moreover, the girl's marksmanship is so good that even ordinary soldiers in my independent division cannot compare with the girl.
Than. Moreover, the girl looks like she is no ordinary woman."
Zhou Weiguo's words made Zhang Yu blush a little and his heart beat a little faster. At this time, Zhang Yu raised his head and looked at Zhou Weiguo, only to realize that the person in front of him had such clear and profound facial features. Then, she stuttered and said, "When you
That's right."
"Then, please leave it to the girl."
Zhang Yu nodded.
When Zhou Weiguo saw Zhang Yu nodding, he immediately turned around and left with Yang Dali and others.
…
On the afternoon of the 3rd, Zhou Weiguo had arrived at Qingdao Railway Station, bought four box tickets, and the four of them immediately got on the train to Jinan.
Yan'an is to the west of Laiyang, going all the way west. After Zhou Weiguo and others arrived in Jinan, they still needed to continue going west.
On the train
"Master, when can we drive the Japs out?" Yang Dali asked, "I almost went crazy when I saw what happened yesterday. The Japs are not human beings at all."
"Yeah." Zhou Weiguo nodded and did not answer.
…
November 4, 1938, Jinan.
Zhou Weiguo and others got off the train and left Jinan City.
In this era, there were no direct trains to Yan'an, and transportation basically relied on walking. But to really walk from Jinan to Yan'an, several people would have to lose their legs.
"Master, are we going to Yan'an on foot?" Yang Dali asked. They had been walking for half an hour. Yang Dali felt despair at the thought of walking to Yan'an.
"Have a good time." Zhou Weiguo replied, and then continued on his way.
To the northwest of Jinan, there is a small county called Qihe County. Qihe County is located in the western region of Shandong Province, adjacent to the provincial capital Jinan to the east, Beijing, Tianjin and Tang to the north, and Ningbo, Shanghai and Hangzhou to the south. It is an important transportation town, although it is a small town.
Although it is a small county town, it has all the internal organs.
After walking for half a day, Zhou Weiguo and others arrived at Qihe County.
Afterwards, several people walked into a restaurant and ordered something to eat.
Yang Dali asked for a big bowl of rice and started eating. He was never polite about food.
…
"Ah! I'm finally full." Yang Dali touched his belly, leaned on the chair and said.
"You, be careful of your stomach bursting." Suning complained.
After Zhou Weiguo finished eating, he still didn't speak. He was just thinking about something. Then he said, "Taiyang, you can get some horses later. You can buy them with money." Then Zhou Weiguo handed over a pile of Japanese yen.
Yang Yang took it and walked out.
"It's great, I finally don't have to walk anymore!" Yang Dali said happily.
"Eh." Zhou Weiguo sighed. Why do he always feel that these people feel like they are in an ivory tower? If they can't grow up like this, what will they do in the future? Especially Yang Dali. But Zhou Weiguo also knows that Yang Dali is actually very thoughtful. Maybe.
, to make him happy?
"Master, what's wrong?" Suning saw Zhou Weiguo sighing and asked.
"It's nothing. Have a good rest tonight and hit the road early tomorrow morning." Zhou Weiguo said, "We have to go and get back quickly."
"Um."
…
November 5, 1938, Qihe County.
Four people from Zhou Weiguo rode horses and galloped towards the west.
The Battle of Wuhan has ended, and both the Chinese and Japanese armies will need some time to digest the results, regardless of whether they are good or bad.
…
November 7, 1938, outside Qinghe County.
Zhou Weiguo looked at the bandits blocking the road in front of him and suddenly wanted to laugh.
