When Yang Xiong arrived at Li Zengzi's house, it was already one o'clock in the morning.
The guard who was putting on a show was also taking a nap in the corner of the gate because he was tired.
Yang Xiong and his party walked all the way to the gate. The guard squatting at the gate squinted his eyes and asked, "Captain Wang, weren't you on guard at the entrance of the town? Why are you back!"
Before the captain of the escort team standing next to Yang Xiong could speak, two Eighth Route Army soldiers rushed out from behind Yang Xiong, holding rifles and pointing at the opponent's head.
"We are the Eighth Route Army. If you dare to say another word, I will blow your head off!" A soldier threatened.
The guard who was squinting his eyes suddenly woke up, and big beads of sweat flowed down his forehead.
Then he subconsciously threw away the rifle, knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Eighth Route Commander, I surrender, please don't shoot!"
With the help of two surrendering escorts, Yang Xiong easily entered the courtyard of Li Zengzi's house, and directly found the barracks where the escort was located. He took out all the weapons and ammunition placed by the escort in the corner, and then formed a group of five.
, pointed a gun at them and climbed out of bed, and tied them into rice dumplings with ropes.
Soon, more than a dozen members of Li Zengzi's family were gathered in the compound.
At first, when he saw that Yang Xiong only had a dozen people, Li Zengkui was very arrogant and yelled at Yang Xiong to let him go, otherwise the Japanese would definitely destroy them when they came back.
Yang Xiong smiled and ignored all these clamors. Then he ordered his subordinates to lock them all up and wait for the public trial tomorrow to deal with them properly.
"Deputy company commander, we are rich!" As soon as he finished dealing with the prisoners, an exclamation rang in Yang Xiong's ears.
"Grain, a lot of grain. We found several warehouses in the backyard of Li's family. They are all filled with grain, including rice and white flour. They are all of high quality!"
Not long after, another subordinate came over and reported: "Deputy company commander, we found the secret room where Li Zengyi hid his money. There are many silver coins, small yellow croakers and bullets in it!"
Soon, the various harvests of the Eighth Route Army at Li Zengfu's house were counted, including a total of thirty-eight small yellow croakers, five large yellow croakers, 19,536 silver dollars, and half a catty of various gold and silver jewelry.
Want more! In addition, there are more than 65,000 jins of white flour, nearly 20,000 jins of rice that is rare in the north, and more than 10,000 jins of various miscellaneous grains, for a total of 100,000 jins.
"A small mayor has made so much money. No wonder the local people hate them so much. There is a reason!" Yang Xiong couldn't help but sigh.
Deputy instructor Kang Sheng followed up and said: "I don't know how much people's wealth there is. It must have been accumulated by Li Zengjie by plundering it from the people. Deputy Company Commander Yang, the battalion headquarters has a special order to deal with these seizures, let us take it out
Part of it will be distributed to the people to make up for their losses and let everyone know about our Eighth Route Army. How do you divide it?"
Yang Xiong replied with a thoughtful look on his face: "With so much food, it's definitely not realistic to take it all back!"
"There are less than 300 households in the town. We distribute the food according to each household. Each household has fifty catties of coarse grains and fifty catties of fine grains, a total of one hundred catties of grains. If you save some money, it will be enough for them to eat for nearly two months.
You should have no problem surviving this cold winter!"
"There must be no problem!" Kang Sheng affirmed.
"Ordinary people are definitely reluctant to part with grain. Fifty pounds of refined grains can be exchanged for at least 100 pounds of coarse grains. The total is 150 pounds, which will definitely be enough for two months!"
Yang Xiong continued to add: "As long as it's enough, the people have the most difficult time during the winter. I hope the people here will have a better time this year. But one thing is that the food cannot be divided here. It must be divided at the public trial tomorrow."
"The common people's fear of Li Zengji and the Japanese has been deeply rooted in their hearts. If there are no benefits, they will definitely not dare to come to tomorrow's public trial, nor will they dare to stand up and report Li Zeng's evil deeds. But if there are benefits, it will be different.
A hundred kilograms of grain can save lives at critical moments, and it will definitely bring people over!"
"What a good idea!" Kang Sheng replied with an affirmative look!
Early the next morning, good news spread in the town: "The Eighth Route Army is holding a public trial at the entrance of the town. As long as the common people who go to participate, every family will receive fifty kilograms of white flour and fifty kilograms of whole grains at the venue."
Because of the oppression by the Japanese and puppet troops together with Li Zengzi, the life of the people in Li Gong Town is worse than before. Ordinary people can still have food and clothing, but people with poorer conditions have become increasingly cold as the weather gets colder.
Condition.
If they don't get emergency help in the increasingly cold winter, many people in Li Gong Town will definitely freeze to death throughout the cold winter.
Therefore, faced with the temptation of one hundred kilograms of life-saving food, even though everyone knows that the Eighth Route Army is a force that fights the Japanese, and attending some Eighth Route Army public trials may be retaliated by the Japanese, in order to get the life-saving food, the family will not starve to death in the cold winter.
, and finally went.
Not long after, seven to eight hundred people from the town gathered in the open space at the entrance of the town.
At this time, Yang Xiong had set up a rostrum as high as one person in front of everyone. Mayor Li Zengjie and a group of escorts all stood on the platform with their hands tied behind their backs.
It wasn't until deputy instructor Kang Sheng spoke that the people here knew exactly what the public trial was about.
Seeing the arrogant Li Zengtang on the rostrum, everyone hesitated. Yang Xiong's analysis was absolutely correct. For more than ten years, the people's fear of Li Zengqi has been deeply rooted in their hearts. Although Li Zengqi is now tied with his hands behind his back,
No one can guarantee that he will die today. If he does not die, will he take revenge on himself in the future? Even if he dies, will his master the Japanese come to take revenge on everyone.
Fortunately, Kang Sheng was prepared. Two soldiers who had been arranged in advance and dressed in ordinary people's clothes stood up one after another and pointed out that the captain of the escort was killing innocent people in the village.
After confirming that the situation was true, without saying a word, Yang Xiong rewarded the captain of Li Zengzhen's escort with a bullet in front of everyone and killed him with his own hands!
"Well done, Zhang Dehui, a bastard, should have died long ago!"
"Yinger, Zhang Dehui is dead, the Eighth Route Army has avenged you, you can rest in peace!"
Soon, all kinds of cheers rang out among the people, and a few people even knelt on the ground and kowtowed in the direction of the rostrum. As expected, one of their family members must have died at the hands of the guard captain. Now Zhang Dehui was killed by the Eighth Route Army.
Killed and kowtowed to express gratitude to the Eighth Route Army.
At this time, the atmosphere of the entire public trial was really aroused. Seeing that the Eighth Route Army really killed people, the people below did not hesitate and immediately listed the crimes committed by Li Zengyi and his escort.
In the end, Li Zengjie, his two sons, and eight of his subordinates all met the standard of being shot.
Without saying a word, Yang Xiong chopped off his head with a big knife and killed everyone except Li Zengyi.
After a burst of crisp gunfire, the people immediately became excited. Led by Kang Sheng, they raised their fists and shouted: "Long live the Eighth Route Army!"
The heated atmosphere lasted for a full minute before it calmed down, and Yang Xiong also stood up at this time.
"Fellows, in order to make up for everyone's losses, our Eighth Route Army decided to take some grain from the property of Li Zengzi's family and distribute it to everyone for free. Each household has fifty kilograms of coarse grains and fifty kilograms of white flour. In addition, a family member died tragically at the hands of the Li family.
If you look inside, each household will be given an extra 100 kilograms of white flour!"
"In addition, our Eighth Route Army is a force that fights Japanese invaders. We are currently recruiting and expanding our army. For those who are willing to join our Eighth Route Army, we will give their families one hundred catties of flour and three oceans as settlement expenses!"
"The predecessor of our Eighth Route Army is the Red Army. In our Eighth Route Army, officers and soldiers are equal. If anyone wants to fight the Japanese, you are welcome to join our Eighth Route Army!"
"Finally, I want to warn some opportunists among you that our Eighth Route Army cannot permanently stay here. If someone unites the Japanese and traitors to retaliate against the families of our Eighth Route Army soldiers, no matter who he is, our Eighth Route Army will find him and punish him as a traitor."
Shoot him in the name!"
"Don't doubt the strength of our Eighth Route Army. After all, the Japs can't let you live in their barracks. As long as we send one or two masters over, we can kill you. Of course, even if we hide in the Japs' barracks, we can still shoot him."
We are not afraid of the Japanese, let alone the traitor lackeys who work for the Japanese!"